The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 114 New Song (Part 2)

Walking out of the gate of the detention center, Ming Jing looked up at the sky.

The clouds are dense, like an upside-down cauldron, oppressing the hearts of the people.

Lawyer Wang glanced at the mirror, walked over and said respectfully: "Miss, do you want to apply for bail pending trial for Mr. Zhu?"

As long as the company is willing to pay a huge deposit for him, there is no specific evidence in his current case, so he can apply for release on bail pending trial.

"No, he is willing to repent in prison and atone for his sins."

Lawyer Wang said no more, this girl was more heartless than he imagined.

It can't be called unfeeling, he can't think of a suitable adjective. In theory, everything about the eldest lady is not at fault. A bad person should be punished as he should, which is in line with the good order of social customs.

But she is a daughter.

On the way back to the car, Xu Huan called. Zhou Ling's case was very difficult, and there were many forces involved in it, hindering the normal order of handling the case. Of course, Xu Huan couldn't say these words directly, but everyone knew it well Ming.

"Ming Jing, these entangled forces are difficult for us to penetrate overnight. The only way out now is to let Zhou Ling die quietly, otherwise this woman will keep biting you like a mad dog." Zheng Qing sighed. There are still many things that can't be done.

Ming Jing looked at the passing scenery outside the car window, his eyes gradually deepened.

"Actually, there is another way, but according to your personality, you probably won't adopt it."

Ming Jing hooked his lips: "Your aggressive method is very clumsy."

"Ah, I was spotted by you. I doubt it. Did you install a radar in my mind, otherwise you know what I think? It's terrible."

"Because you want me to know."

"Are you a philosopher? Every sentence seems to make sense."

"I have a call, let's talk about it later." Ming Jing hung up Zheng Qing's call.

"Hi Miss Zhu, I'm Mrs. Jiang's assistant Zhou Xue, do you remember?"

Ming Jing's eyes flickered slightly, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Hello Assistant Zhou."

"Madam just got a new antique vase, and I specially invite Miss Zhu to come to my house to appraise the treasure tomorrow afternoon, does Miss Zhu have time?"

"It's a great honor to invite you, madam."

"Miss Zhu is polite, let's make an agreement. At two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, Madam will wait for you at home."

"The bright mirror will arrive as promised."

Hanging up the phone, Ding Jing frowned and thought deeply.

Mrs. Jiang's call came in a timely manner, and the feeling of being stared at was very uncomfortable.

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The 29th is a very special day for Jiangzhou.

It is also a very lively day for the entertainment industry.

The media and fans from all over the country rushed to Jiangzhou one after another. Some long-distance fans came two days ago. The major hotels in Jiangzhou were full, and even the Internet cafes around the stadium were full every night.

Qu Feitai has been engaged in intense rehearsals for the last two days. He proposed to temporarily sing a new song for the first time, but the stage director firmly denied it. This is too crazy. At the last moment, it is a huge challenge for everyone.

"I only need five minutes, no band, no backup dancer, I, add a guitar, a Lime, this is a song that is very important to me."

The juvenile's deep voice was resounding, and was quickly covered by the noisy background.

The stage director looked at the firmness in the boy's bright eyes, and the strong and hot enthusiasm that belonged to the boy reminded him of his own youth, and finally nodded with difficulty.

"It's only five minutes, and the venue's time is stuck for even a second. I hope this song is worth the hard work that everyone has sacrificed for the past few days."

Qu Feitai smiled confidently: "Five minutes is enough."

During the rehearsal, Qu Feitai took a guitar and sat in the middle of the stage near the auditorium, with Lima in front of him.

I plucked the strings of the guitar with my fingers, and the crisp sound of the strings burst through the air. The staff gathered together and peeked from the backstage.

Most of them are young people, either Qu Feitai's fans or his fans.

He was prejudiced against him at the beginning, but after working with him for so long, his dedicated and humble attitude has already impressed everyone.

Now that I can hear Qu Feitai's new song, everyone is going crazy with joy.

If it weren't for the non-disclosure agreement signed and the inability to post on Weibo and tell friends, the Internet would have been flying everywhere.

A few girls with sweet or bright looks walked into the background, and when they heard the sound of strings, they stopped at the same time.

"Chu Chu Wei Ning, you are here." The stage director greeted him, only to feel that his eyes lit up, these girls had their own merits, and the viewers were dazzled.

These people are Qu Feitai's junior sisters from the same company, the girl group - superstar.

He is also the special guest of Qu Feitai's concert tonight.

Speaking of which, do Qu Feitai’s concerts need guests? Of course not. It’s not that the girl group’s manager begged her grandpa to tell her grandma to force them in. She’s about to be scolded to death by Qu Feitai’s fans, sticking to Qufeitai every day suck blood.

Bai Weining raised her middle finger and put it on her lips, "Hush, let's listen to Brother Qu's new song."

Accompanied by the accompaniment, there was the low voice of the teenager. Although the lyrics were not heard, such a bright style of music made everyone feel refreshed. There was an illusion of the spring breeze blowing, the grass growing and the warblers flying, and the cherry blossoms falling.

As the saying goes, spring is here, everything is recovering, and it's the season of animal mating...

This is the season that makes all animal hormones soar. Humans are advanced animals, follow the way of heaven, and it is also a good season to fall in love.

"Wow, this tune is so nice, it makes me want to fall in love..."

"Wuwu, my song god is worthy of being a god. Could such a song be written by a human? It has been three years, and every year it is said that he is at the end of his talents, and the result is better every time. The song god will always be a god."

Several girls in the background got together to discuss excitedly, their eyes fixed on the back on the stage in front of them.

One can imagine how crazy the scene will be when this song is sung live tonight.

"But, don't you think this is very different from Qushen's previous style?" A girl said calmly.

"It's good to change the style. This proves that our song god is all-rounder and can hold any style."

"That's right, it's jazz, rock, and folk. Now the sweet love style is so down-to-earth. I love this style so much."

"Speaking of which, why did Qu Shen suddenly change his style? Is it still this sweet love style?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and in the end it all came down to the sudden revelation of the song god. After all, the world of geniuses was beyond everyone's imagination.

"This new song is a surprise. It is indeed different from Qushen's previous style." Huang Chuchu said.

Bai Weining smiled and said, "Yes, I can hear it tonight. I'm really looking forward to it. Tell me, who is Brother Qu writing for?"

Annie patted Bai Weining's shoulder: "Could it be written for us? Haha."

He laughed when he said that.

Entertainment Surfing Guide is an entertainment big V with tens of millions of fans on Weibo. He is well versed in the inside story of the entertainment industry and can always get first-hand breaking news, so he has countless calf hair.

At 12:30 noon, Surfing Guide in the entertainment industry posted a photo with the text: Your brother's new song is here, see you tonight!

The tone of this photo has been adjusted to simple black and white. The back view of a teenager sitting on the stage, no matter the tone, composition or light and shadow, creates a deep sense of loneliness.

——Fuck, isn’t this my song god Ouba? The wide shoulders and narrow waist, tsk tsk, the thin clothes can't cover it, brother awsl's waistline is amazing!

--What? Am I the only one who noticed the word new song? Is my brother's new song going to be sung live for the first time tonight? The fans at the scene were so happy. Those who didn't get the tickets could only sit on the webcast.

——The countdown to the concert is six hours and fifty-two minutes, and the seconds are like years. Brother, I can't wait to hear the new song.

——According to the staff at the rehearsal site, the style of this new song has changed. It is definitely beyond everyone's imagination. In a word, the song is yyds.

This comment was immediately praised to the top of the comment list, with tens of thousands of replies, all of which were fans asking what style the new song was.

Ten minutes later, the note about the new song from Qu Feitai's concert climbed to the third most searched topic, which was amazing.

Qu Feitai's concert became popular before it was broadcast, and the number of concert reservations on the entire network platform broke the historical record. The previous record was also created by Qu Feitai. The only one who can break Qu Feitai's record is himself.

The major entertainment forums have also begun to warm up. Those celebrities who are showing at the airport and selfie marketing are all dumb. Choosing marketing at this time is the most stupid behavior.

Those who bought the trending search, suddenly saw the trending search of Qu Feitai, thought that tonight would be the Qu Feitai concert, secretly miscalculated, urgently contacted the agent to remove the trending search, and refused to send money to the marketing company for nothing.

Head-to-head confrontation with Qu Feitai is asking for death.