When You Are a Director, How Do You Become a Full-Fledged Superstar

Lin Xiaqing looked at Chen Mo curiously.

In fact, she has always had a question in her heart.

Whether a writer writes a story, a screenwriter writes a script, or a songwriter writes a song, a basic rule should be followed.

That is, the creator himself must create the corresponding works based on his own experience or emotion.

And where did the songs written by Chen Mo come from?

Especially this one thousand reasons to be sad.

Could it be that Chen Mo wrote it for his ex-girlfriend?

However, this guy has never been in love.

The sofa is very soft, Chen Mo leaned in, and the whole person nestled in the sofa, finding the most comfortable position.

Not noticing the curiosity in Lin Xiaqing's eyes, Chen Mo remembered a story he had read on the low earth.

"I have a classmate who fell in love with his girlfriend in college."

"Even, they have already named their future children."

"But after graduation, for various reasons, the two broke up."

"Until this spring, my classmate got married, and my classmate took his wife and son to the wedding."

"And the girl of that year also brought her daughter to the wedding."

"The two sides met, the girl was very happy, and asked her daughter Cong Cong to call her uncle hello."

"At this time, the classmate's wife was surprised and said to the classmate, what a coincidence, your classmate's daughter has the same name as our son!"

Chen Mo's voice was very low, without any emotional color, but from the perspective of a bystander, he calmly narrated what happened.

However, when Lin Xiaqing heard that the two children had the same name at the end, he suddenly felt a block in his heart, and there seemed to be a big stone in his heart, so he couldn't speak.

To love but not to be sad, to get but not to love is helpless.

No one can tell what love is.

But for thousands of years, whether it is the earth or the present world, people have used joy and sadness, trust and betrayal, happiness and sadness, and even life and death to annotate love.

Lin Xiaqing leaned on Chen Mo's side, took Chen Mo's arm with both hands, and gradually exerted force.

Although life is short, as written in the desire, there have been joys and sorrows.

Lin Xiaqing hopes that he is lucky, that the road he has walked is firm and happy, and it is neither a game nor a dream.

"So how are they doing now?"

How is it now?

Chen Mo stiffened when Lin Xiaqing hugged his arm.

Chen Mo's mind was blank, and the nosebleed that he had just finally stopped had a tendency to make a comeback.

"Beauty Lin, before asking this, did you release me first?"

Chen Mo stammered a little.

"You...this...this...In this case, it will be difficult for me to... tell you a story again."

oops!

Lin Xiaqing, who found that he was a little out of sight, screamed and quickly released Chen Mo's arm.

Buttoning the third button, his face flushed, Chen Mo's eyebrows turned white, and he said shyly:

"Chen Mo, you rascal, don't look at it!"

Chen Mo wanted to cry innocently.

What do you call me a hooligan?

I didn't move at all!

"Come on, what happened to the two of them later?"

Lady Lin got up from the sofa and asked.

"How about it? What else can I do, let's live our own lives."

Looking at Lin Xiaqing who was obviously dissatisfied with this ending, Chen Mo also stood up from the sofa and continued:

"Otherwise, what else can you do? You don't want them to get divorced and continue their relationship, right?"

Lin Xiaqing...

Obviously a very touching thing, how could Chen Mo be so boring when he said it?

"Humph! I'll ignore you, I'm going to sleep."

sleep?

When Chen Mo heard this, he felt bad.

Is this woman going to sleep here again today?

Wouldn't he have to go to sleep in a cot again?

"Beauty Lin, why are you sleeping here if you don't go back and prepare to record the song?"

Chen Mo made his last struggle while cleaning up the tableware and chopsticks on the table.

"There are already two new songs that have been promoted to platinum singles today. It's not good to take a break."

Lin Xiaqing, who had recovered his emotions, deliberately put on the air of a diva.

"By the way, change the sheets tomorrow. I think the sheets in the bedroom are the ones I used last time..."

boom!

Under Chen Mo's resentful gaze, Lady Lin closed the master bedroom door.

...

Both of them slept well that night.

Perhaps it was because of excessive blood loss that Chen Mo woke up at 7:10 in the morning.

When walking out of the bedroom, the door to the master bedroom was wide open, and Lin Xiaqing was no longer in the room, apparently he had already left.

After turning around, a note was left on the dining table as usual, and a bowl of red jujube porridge and a bowl of noodles were placed under the fly-proof cover.

"In order to thank you for your story last night, I have prepared blood-enriching red jujube porridge and seafood noodles for you today."

"Don't thank me, Sister Ling told me to please you, so that you can write songs for the day after tomorrow."

"I think, a bowl of noodles is very good..."

Looking at the red jujube porridge on the table, Chen Mo's mind flashed some fragments of last night.

...

Li Siran's studio.

Lin Xiaqing and Qin Xiaoru arrived at 7 o'clock.

The little girl's current tactical coordination is extremely tacit.

Early in the morning, I picked up my parents in Linxi Park and went straight to Li Siran's studio.

At eight o'clock, Song Yuling appeared on time.

"Xia Qing, why did you start practicing songs so early? You should pay more attention to rest."

Seeing Lin Xiaqing who was already practicing songs in the recording studio, Song Yuling's eyes were full of distress, and at the same time she admired Lin Xiaqing in her heart.

You know, last night's Lin Xiaqing broke the record of first-line singers releasing singles to the platinum list.

And two songs a day.

According to this trend, Lin Xiaqing is very likely to win the Best Female Singer of the Year at the Imperial Capital Music Festival this year, even if he is the Queen of Heaven.

However, even Lin Xiaqing, who achieved such an achievement, was able to practice singing in the recording studio early in the morning, how could Song Yuling not admire him.

"Xiaoru, you, you have to take responsibility and take care of your sister Xia Qing, don't let her get tired, you know?"

"Well, Sister Ling, don't worry, don't worry, I will pay attention in the future."

The little girl is now a thief playing with two swords.

As smart as Qin Xiaoru, she has long figured out how to deal with Song Yuling and how to help Lin Xiaqing lie... No, it's keeping secrets.

"Sister Ling, don't blame Xiaoru, it was I who suddenly had the inspiration to practice singing early in the morning."

With that said, Lin Xiaqing took the water cup that Qin Xiaoru handed over, and blinked at the little girl secretly, with an expression that Heaven knows, you know, I know, and Sister Ling doesn't.

The little girl felt like she had eaten honey.

See, that's the reward for making your boss comfortable.

As for rest, hehe, where is her turn to worry.

I'm afraid someone has already worried about it.

"Xia Qing, congratulations, there are two platinum singles in one day, and the entire music world can't find a second one."

Li Siran got the news last night.

It's a pity that this guy didn't reply when he sent a message to Lin Xiaqing.

"Si Ran, it's not all thanks to you. Without your help, I wouldn't have had such good luck."

Holding the hand of his best friend, Lin Xiaqing said with a smile.

"Don't, I didn't do anything. If you want to give credit, it should be the one or two of the black soil. They not only wrote the songs, but also arranged the music. I just made soy sauce."

Li Siran is naturally not greedy for merit, she really admires the one or two black soils who have never seen a real person.

Wrote three songs, two platinum, and now recorded a thousand reasons for sadness, I believe that as long as it is on the shelves, it will definitely be a hit.

With such a talented songwriter, Li Siran naturally has great curiosity.

"By the way, Xia Qing, where did you go last night..."

"Ah, Siran, hurry up, I suddenly woke up in the morning, and I have a lot of insights into the new song. I just tried it a few times, so hurry up and listen!"

Hearing that Li Siran was going to talk about what happened last night, Lin Xiaqing interrupted immediately and secretly glanced at Song Yuling who was talking to Qin Xiaoru, secretly relieved.

If this is exposed, although it can't really be how, but how embarrassing it is.

Isn't this the legendary social death?

"Really, Xia Qing, let's try now."

"Sister Ling, Xiaoru, you go out first, we're going to record a song..."