The lights have not been turned off.

Bian Xuedao was still sleeping soundly in the bed, and Chen Fu woke up quietly.

I took a look at the table on the head of the bed, put on my clothes, went downstairs with my hands and feet, and halfway down, folded it back, picked up the headband I had just taken off and placed it on the bedside table, and walked back to the stairs.

Walking into the bathroom, carefully close the door, then standing in front of the mirror, slowly putting the hairband on your head, side left and side right, like a girl in the spring, looked at yourself in the mirror and then moved the hairband back slightly.

After looking in the mirror for a while, her rich expression was a little lonely. She took off her hairband and let her hair fall. She stretched out her left hand and gently stroked her cheeks and ends of her eyes.

Chen Fu stood in front of the mirror and was secretly hurt. The door was suddenly pushed open, which scared her so much that she almost jumped up.

Bian Xuedao walked into the bathroom with sleepy eyes, squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Fu, then walked towards the toilet, took out his little brother, and started to swear on his own.

Chen Fu frowned slightly, watched Bian Xuedao swearing in front of her, and waited for him to finish peeing, and asked, "Why don't you knock on the door?"

"Hmm?" Bian Xuedao looked confused.

Chen Fu turned around and went out, Bian Xuedao followed him out, looking at Chen Fu and asked, "Why don't you sleep?"

Chen Fu said: "You go to bed first. I suddenly felt the song I played at night. I went to the piano room to go and have a look."

Bian Xuedao asked: "When is the time? Let's do it again at dawn."

Chen Fu said: "You go to bed, don't worry about me, I have music in my heart and can't sleep."

"Wait for me..." Bian Xuedao ran upstairs, put on his clothes and pants, walked down and said, "I'm awake too, go with you and be your audience."

In the piano room.

Chen Fu modified the simplified score he had drawn before and sat in front of the piano.

Bian Xuedao asked: "The neighbors won't call the police, right?"

Chen Fu said: "There are shops around, there are no residents nearby, and the room is soundproofed very well."

After brewing for a while, playing again, "Sadness or Happiness" under ten fingers was almost the same as the version in Bian Xuedao's mind, and it even won.

He asked Chen Fu: "How did you do it?"

Chen Fu stopped his hands with satisfaction and said, "The melody is simple, then it depends on the level. As long as the layering is popped up, it can still be heard."

Uh... I didn't expect that "Sadness or Happiness" could only be listened to in Shen Fu's eyes.

Bian Xuedao sat on the sofa and asked, "What are your studio achievements in the past year?"

Chen Fu put down the Qingui and said, "I am working on a light music album. Because it is Chinese style, German musicians are not used to it, and the progress is a bit slow."

Bian Xuedao asked: "If you don't appear in the media, you will be forgotten. Have you ever thought about holding a concert?"

Chen Fu pressed his finger and said, "Someone has talked to me about the concert, but I haven't figured it out yet."

Bian Xuedao asked: "Why didn't you think about it?"

Chen Fu said: "There is no reason, I just didn't think about it."

Bian Xuedao said, "If you don't say it, then I'll analyze it... First of all, your fame is here." When he said this, Bian Xuedao's right hand made a gesture to raise it to the height of his eyebrows, and then said, "So, you can't hold a small concert, it's equivalent to self-deprecating. Secondly, you don't want to hold a concert with others for the first time. Thirdly, you are a little perfectionist and don't want to sing too many other people's songs at your concert, and you feel that it's not pure enough."

Seeing Chen Fu looking at him in surprise, Bian Xuedao said with a smile: "Did I guess right?"

Chen Fu said: "It's all right, it's just that I can't think it through."

Bian Xuedao asked back: "If you don't want to hold a concert, why do you run long distances every day to exercise your lung capacity?"

Chen Fu said: "Since you have eaten this bowl of rice, of course you must be worthy of the person who listens to me singing."

Bian Xuedao walked over and pulled Chen Fu and said, "Go back to sleep, I'm sleepy again."

The two of them were lying side by side on the bed, neither of them closed their eyes, and their eyes stared at the ceiling together.

Chen Fu is savoring and refining the music score just now, while Bian Xuedao is brewing a set of rhetoric that has the best of both worlds.

The so-called best of both worlds is that one must be able to help Chen Fu, so that she can rise from the current stage of fame; the other is that it is also beneficial to the cause of learning the Tao. In this way, win-win results will not be too resistant to the help of learning the Tao.

At least it made Chen Fu feel that she was not useless.

Doing her career well can help Bian learns Taoism. Her "reward" and her value are not just about the grinding of her ears on the bed.

The two of them pondered.

After the room was quiet for a while, Bian Xuedao suddenly said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Chen Fu turned his head and looked at Bian Xue and said, "You said."

Bian Xuedao looked at the ceiling and said, "Our company is preparing to launch a social software like Ttta and FackR spoon. My idea is to make it the number one social software platform in China. I have invested a lot of money in this software and placed high expectations. The software is still in the R&D testing stage, and it is expected to be launched and launched in about three months to six months."

Chen Fu is a little confused: "Social software? How can I help you?"

Bian Xuedao said: "My software is called microblog, referred to as Weibo. After it was launched, I am going to play the celebrity card and use the celebrity effect to promote it. In this strategic concept, you are the trump card for me to achieve a good start. You will be the first wave of top stars to join Weibo. Your latest single will be released on Weibo. It won't take long, maybe one year, maybe one and a half years, you will be the queen of Weibo in China."

Chen Fu understands it.

Bian Xuedao wanted to borrow her star title and promote his software. With a rich understanding, it was a bit similar to... celebrity endorsement, or commercial performance.

Seeing that Chen Fu was still digesting his words, Bian Xuedao continued: "It's not just Weibo."

"Ah?" Chen Fu asked: "What else?"

To Chen Fu, Bian Xuedao did not hide anything at all. He said: "After Weibo, I want to build a video website. In addition to video websites, I also want to cooperate with TV stations to do a few variety shows. If the operation is good, I even want to set up an entertainment company and make movies."

Chen Fu can no longer keep up with the jumping and divergent thinking of learning Taoism.

Bian Xuedao was immersed in his fantasy career kingdom and still chattered: "You are a very important part of my strategic concepts. Whenever I need other people's attention and publicity and hype, I may find you."

He gently pressed his rich hair behind her ears, and Bian Xuedao said: "You need to be mentally prepared. It is not necessarily positive for every hype. In the future, I may use your fame to make some hypes that you don't like very much. Of course, it's just possible."

He listened to Bian Xuedao's blunt words and wanted to "use" her. Chen Fu was not angry, but was very happy.

No matter what, after the launch of that Weibo, the two of them had an intersection and could appear on some public contracts.

It is said that "it is better to miss each other than to meet each other", but after missing someone in a foreign country for so long, Chen Fu really feels that it is better to meet each other than to miss each other.

Time is easy to waste, so it is better to meet earlier than to meet.

Even if you do nothing and say nothing, it's good to meet

Facing the side of the bandit, Chen Fu said softly: "It doesn't matter how you hype me, but there is one thing, you are not allowed to hype scandals. If you have to hype scandals, then there is only one male protagonist, and that is you."

While Shen Fu was talking, Bian Xuedao smelled a faint fragrance at his nose, and then he saw a pot of purple freesia placed in the corner of the wall.

Living with good people is like entering a room of orchids. After a long time, you will not smell the fragrance and then transform with them.

How could he be willing to hype her scandal to attract attention for this woman like an orchid?

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