Sometimes, Zhao Xiaokui's fans feel that their family is really miserable.
Other people's idols have Weibo selfies, paparazzi follow, and fans meet by chance, while their own cooking, which is open once every three months, disappears after the business, like the world has evaporated.
Therefore, when the photo of Zhao Xiaokui appearing downstairs in Shen's Entertainment was posted online, the little sunflowers burst into tears of joy.
"The missing person finally appeared!"
"Feel! Heaven! Move! Earth!"
"Ah daughter, mother, please turn around and let mother look straight ahead."
The person who took the secret photo was not hidden, but Zhao Xiaokui turned his head slightly and found the direction of the camera.
When the girl with the phone saw that the master found herself, she showed a shy smile, and hurriedly said, "I'll delete it immediately."
Zhao Xiaokui showed a smile, "No, it's okay, remember to take a good picture of me."
The girl clenched her fists and said firmly as if she was taking on some important task: "Sure, don't worry!"
"The elevator is here." Shen Zhifei reminded.
Zhao Xiaokui nodded at the girl taking the photo, pressed the hat on her head, and walked towards the elevator.
They came very early, and there were not many people going to work at this time, and there were only two people in the elevator.
Zhao Xiaokui walked in, took Shen Zhifei's hand, and hooked her palm with her fingers.
Vinegar jar.
Shen Zhifei grabbed the messy hand in his hand and dragged him into his office as soon as he got off the elevator, determined not to let others notice Zhao Xiaokui again.
The girl who secretly photographed Zhao Xiaokui waved her hand at the elevator stupidly, and when the elevator opened again, it was empty, and then she excitedly flipped through her cell phone.
In the photo album, dozens of photos taken in succession record the moment when Zhao Xiaokui was slightly stunned when she found the phone, to the moment when she smiled, the girl who was frozen was obviously not wearing makeup, but she was so bright that people couldn't look away.
She clutched her chest and could clearly feel the small heart beating violently.
"It's too good-looking..." She couldn't contain her excitement, she quickly typed words on Weibo, and said excitedly, "What kind of immortal looks is Zhao Xiaokui? One of them is like a fairy descending to the world, these eyes, this nose, this mouth... woo woo woo, sorry everyone, I have fallen, I solemnly declare that today I am her little sunflower! Even if I die, I will die in her Inside the prosperous beauty."
The phone ding-dong, sending out a crisp reminder.
Bai Jingru lowered her head and opened the screen.
She specially invited someone to write a program, and all news related to Zhao Xiaokui would be pushed to her mobile phone as soon as possible.
In the picture, the girl in a white dress has a shallow smile and bright amber eyes, as if there are stars shining inside.
All the darkness in the world seemed to recede in front of her eyes, leaving only the beautiful sunshine and flowers.
Bai Jingru's fingers gently stroked the screen, revealing a smile.
Some people can make her feel the beauty of the world just by watching.
One morning, nothing happened.
When Shen Zhifei was busy with work, Zhao Xiaokui was not idle either.
She swiped on Weibo, and after being reminded by her fans, she finally remembered that she was still an artist.
"Uuuuu, we don't expect too much from the baby, as long as she remembers to sing."
Remember... shit.
During this time, Zhao Xiaokui Lang almost forgot his name.
Looking for Shen Zhifei to ask for a blank book, she sat on the sofa where she was entertaining guests, and began to write songs with her head down.
Ordinary creators may need the assistance of musical instruments to write scores, but for people like Zhao Xiaokui, who can automatically see the effects of various musical instruments in their minds when they see the notes, it is completely unnecessary. You need to give her a piece of paper and write down the things in her mind.
Zhao Xiaokui is sensitive to sound and music, otherwise it would be impossible to write several hit songs before the age of 18 and push Zhao Zijin to the altar.
Her creations have always been casual, with no theme or goal. Whatever comes to mind is what she thinks. The notes are beating freely in her mind. Sometimes Zhao Xiaokui even feels that she is not creating, but recording.
Record what is already there.
After writing down the last note, Zhao Xiaokui went back to review his work.
Without lyrics, she hummed softly in her throat.
Her voice was so small that Shen Zhifei, who was working at the beginning, didn't even notice that she was humming.
It was not until she unconsciously put down her work, closed her eyes, and saw a deep sea in front of her, that she realized something was wrong.
She recovered from the singing, stood up, walked to the door of the office, opened the door, and looked out.
Sure enough, all the people in Shen's Entertainment had a dream-like expression on their faces.
The sound of Shen Zhifei standing up suddenly interrupted Zhao Xiaokui's thoughts, she turned her head and asked strangely, "what's the matter?"
Shen Zhifei wiped his face, let go out the door, and said, "You can come and see for yourself."
Putting his crossed legs down, Zhao Xiaokui, who came over with a paper and a pen, looked at him suspiciously.
Her expression instantly stiffened.
She turned her head and stammered, "But, but I didn't do anything..."
She tried hard to recall whether she had used her extraordinary ability, but the extraordinary energy in her body was dormant, and she was so obedient that she could no longer be obedient, and there was no sign of trouble.
People in the office came back to their senses one after another, and said with a look of enjoyment: "It sounds so good..."
Someone stretched and sighed: "Whoever played this song, I feel like I went to swim in the deep sea, so comfortable."
Another humane said: "My deep-sea phobia has been cured."
But no one can find out who is playing the song.
Everyone looked at each other, "Go next door and ask?"
The person next door said he didn't hear any singing.
The people from Shen's Entertainment all turned their attention to the boss's office.
If it's not possible from the outside, then...
in the office.
"Then can I still post this song?" Zhao Xiaokui looked at Shen Zhifei aggrievedly, waiting for her to give an answer.
Shen Zhifei pondered for a moment and said, "We have to figure out first whether it's the song's problem or yours."
Zhao Xiaokui nodded, "Okay, then I'll find someone to try."
She called Lin Bai over there.
Lin Bai was also idle when he was idle. Hearing her request, he quickly found an instrument in Zhiye Ren, and converted the input sheet music into music, and even synthesized human voices.
Under the professional analytical instrument, he came to the result in just two hours, "After the song you created was released, the detected wavelengths did match with some hypnotic music. By the way, there is one more thing, I don't know if it's just an illusion, but when I listen to the music, my headache seems to ease a bit."
"Didn't you see the hallucination?"
"No." Lin Bai affirmed, "But after listening to it, there is a feeling of relaxation in both body and mind, similar to the effect of hypnotic music."
"Have you been in a trance?"
"No." Lin Bai continued to give a negative answer, "If your description is true, I suggest that you better go back to the base and try it out, it is very likely that the combination of your voice and the song has caused an unknown effect. "
Zhao Xiaokui: "..."
Okay, there's nothing else to do anyway.
The secretary took advantage of the work of delivering the documents, and swept around Shen Zhifei's office without a trace, trying to find out whether there were any speakers that had been missed by his memory.
But she only found a biological speaker named Zhao Xiaokui.
"Have you asked?"
As soon as they came out, someone asked.
"No, there are no speakers in the boss's office, and it can't be a song played by a mobile phone. The boss can't do such a thing."
The image of Shen Zhifei using her mobile phone to expand outside appeared in the Miss Secretary's mind, she shook her head, and wiped out such a hot-eyed scene.
She lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "But I saw that Miss Zhao seemed to be writing a song. I suspect that the voice we heard just now was Miss Zhao humming."
Some people doubted, "Can such a voice really be produced by a human voice?"
The secretary rolled her eyes, "You can't do it, don't others?"
Others expressed their expectations for the new song, especially the little sunflowers hidden in Shen's Entertainment.
"When Kuibao disappeared, she was really working in retreat. We didn't misunderstand her. Woohoo, our lovely Kuibao is different from those coquettish and cheap goods that are open every day..."
Zhao Xiaokui, who had long forgotten that he was still an artist: "..."
I don't, don't talk nonsense!
At twelve o'clock, the morning work came to an end.
Shen Zhifei took Zhao Xiaokui out to eat and walked out of the building. Zhao Xiaokui glanced outside and suddenly saw the cafe where the two met for the first time.
She pulled Shen Zhifei to look in that direction, "Wow, do you remember? That's where we first met. As soon as I opened my eyes, you said you would give me five million."
Shen Zhifei also recalled the girl who took off all her makeup when she went to the toilet.
That startling glance was still imprinted in her heart to this day.
Sometimes the fate between people is really indescribable and wonderful. A few months ago, she would never have imagined that she would become a couple with the girl around her.
But some things seemed to be doomed when she saw Zhao Xiaokui walking out of the bathroom with drops of water on her face.
She was destined to be with the person in front of her.
Seeing the familiar cafe and thinking of the fate of the two, Zhao Xiaokui's lips curled up uncontrollably.
She said, "Have I told you that when I pushed the five million back, I was so angry that I didn't dare to look at that check too much, for fear of being hesitant and revealing myself in front of you. "
Shen Zhifei curled the corners of his lips.
She could actually see Zhao Xiaokui's entanglement at that time. The little mermaid thought it was well concealed, but the heartache like losing candy was really easy to see.
At that time, she hadn't thought of things like soul transformation, but she just thought that Zhao Xiaokui in front of her was really... kind of cute.
And the woman mentioned in the information is simply two people.
Unexpectedly, it was actually two people.
She suggested, "Let's sit down after dinner."
Zhao Xiaokui raised both hands in approval, "Okay, okay."
The two found a hotel outside for a simple lunch, and Zhao Xiaokui urged Shen Zhifei to go to the coffee shop.
Surprisingly, the table where the two met for the first time happened to be empty. Zhao Xiaokui quickly grabbed the seat and greeted Shen Zhifei to come over quickly.
"Is there anything you need?" the waiter asked after the two were seated.
Shen Zhifei took over the menu, "One cup of black coffee, one cup of cappuccino, the latter with more sugar and cinnamon, and a few desserts."
After she ordered it, she asked Zhao Xiaokui, "Is there anything else you want?"
Zhao Xiaokui, who has always had a phobia of choice, shook her head. She didn't want to choose from a menu. It would be easier to leave this kind of trouble to Shen Zhifei.
"No, I've just eaten, and that's enough!"
The waiter who lowered his head and recorded the menu on the tablet heard the sound, raised his head suddenly, showed a surprised expression, and quickly lowered his head with restraint.
Zhao Xiaokui didn't care about this detail. After the waiter left, she stroked her skirt, took off her hat, and said with bright eyes, "Quick, tell me you want to give me five million and let me leave your fiancé."
Only then did Shen Zhifei understand why she was so anxious to urge herself to the cafe.
She was amused in her heart, but she still cooperated with Zhao Xiaokui's sudden craving for drama, and instantly raised her face, took the small coaster on the table as a check, pressed it with two fingers, and pushed it arrogantly in the direction of Zhao Xiaokui, "Miss Zhao, This is five million, I hope you have self-knowledge and can leave my fiancé."
Zhao Xiaokui "sneered": "You want to send me five million, do you think I'm picking up garbage?"
Shen Zhifei's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Then how much does Miss Zhao think she is worth?"
Zhao Xiaokui leaned forward, stretched out his fingers, hooked Shen Zhifei's chin, and said vaguely, "Dear, what do you think?"
Shen Zhifei threw away Zhao Xiaokui's hand, like a fiancée offended by a rival in love, frowned, and said with a serious face: "Miss Zhao, I hope you can be more serious."
Zhao Xiaokui snorted softly, "Baby, why don't you know what I really want? Do you think I'm looking at your fiancé? The person I like, from beginning to end, is you, as for That man is just for fun, don't take it too seriously, I have nothing to him, I am with him just to be closer to you."
Under the tablecloth, Zhao Xiaokui gently hooked Shen Zhifei's calf with his toes, "Your fiancé is a scumbag, there's nothing for you to miss, baby, think about me?"
Under the tabletop, Shen Zhifei's hand gripping the tablecloth kept tightening.
She said helplessly: "Be restrained."
Zhao Xiaokui retracted her foot and immediately went out, "I have wanted to do this for a long time, every time I see the poor heroine in the TV series being thrown money by the male protagonist's fiancee, I really can't press the two of them together, wow this It feels really cool to have a green male protagonist."
Shen Zhifei: "..."
What kind of experience does it feel to have a girlfriend as a playwright