Ding Meng was stunned on the other end of the phone for a long time, and finally answered vaguely.
Qiao Yichen chuckled: "Come back early, don't make me wait too long."
For some reason, Ding Meng always felt that Qiao Yichen's words had a very erotic feeling.
She hung up the phone, took a shower, and went to sleep. She has to leave for the next city early tomorrow morning, so she has to recharge her energy and save her taxes.
The itinerary for the signing was not too tight, but the signing itself was a physical task. After signing a hand, it was like a waste of time. Ding Meng wanted to go to physiotherapy.
The only consolation is that album sales are still on the rise, albeit not as fast as when they first came out, but still relatively stable. The outside world has also received more and more comments on this album. Regarding the song "Thank You", which she wrote herself, many media also gave encouraging praise.
Although the lyrics are not too amazing, they are easy to move people. Coupled with the tunes that Qiao Yichen tailored for her high octave range, she once again shocked the Chinese pop music scene with clear high notes.
Qiao Yichen said that every song on the album "Thank You" is a masterpiece, but in terms of difficulty, the title song of the same name undoubtedly ranks first.
But there are always people who like to challenge high difficulty.
After interrupting another contestant who went to Mars with Biao "Thank You", Qiao Yichen's brows were piled up between his eyebrows: "You are not singing, you are murdering."
Contestant: "… "
He was crushed by the hat that was snapped by the big producer Joe.
The judge next to him, who was also tortured, said with lingering fears: "Fortunately, I don't have a heart attack. Now the judge is also a high-risk occupation."
Contestant: "… "
After he walked out angrily, he thought that he would never come to the draft again.
The judges are horrible.
After the primary election in the afternoon, Qiao Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not easy to live every day.
He went to the parking lot to pick up the car by himself, and as soon as he fastened his seat belt, the phone in his pocket rang.
is an unknown number.
He hesitated for a moment, but picked up the phone: "Hello."
A woman's light laughter came from the receiver, showing a somewhat familiar feeling: "Yichen, I'm Qin Sifan."
Qiao Yichen was stunned for a while before he said, "Sifan, have you returned to China?"
Qin Sifan said with a smile: "Yes, but it won't stay for too long." She paused, still with a little smile in her voice, "I finally came back once, I don't know if Producer Qiao is happy or not. a meal?"
Qiao Yichen smiled and said, "Why are you so polite when you're all old classmates? What do you want to eat, I'll be the host, and I'll take care of you."
Qin Sifan thought for a while, and said, "I heard that a western restaurant called Moon Lover opened in City A, and it was praised so much. I really want to go."
Qiao Yichen's brows moved, and he said to Qin Sifan on the other end of the phone, "That one is just a gimmick. Yu's new restaurant, Sweet Dream, tastes better, why don't you go there."
Qin Sifan was silent for a while, and then came the voice: "Well, see you at Sweet Dream then."
Qiao Yichen first called to reserve a seat, and then drove the car over. When he arrived at the restaurant, Qin Sifan hadn't arrived yet. He waited for ten minutes and saw Qin Sifan in a red dress walking towards him.
Qiao Yichen said, "Beauty Qin has not changed at all."
Qin Sifan smiled and sat down opposite him, looked him up and down: "You seem to have changed a bit." As if thinking of something, she paused, "I didn't expect you to get married so early, I really Startled."
Qiao Yichen said: "My mother doesn't think it's too early, she has urged me for a long time."
Qin Sifan's eyes moved as he looked at him and said, "You got married because your aunt urged you?"
Qiao Yichen looked up at her and smiled, "No, I think I may have liked my wife for a long time."
Qin Sifan pondered a little, then lowered his head and smiled: "Let's order."
The two of them didn't talk much when they were eating, that is, they occasionally chatted about their experiences over the past few years. Qiao Yichen looked at the person opposite and asked, "Why did you suddenly return to China? Is there something wrong?"
Qin Sifan nodded and said, "Well, a children's hospital here asked me to come over as a consultant, and I may stay for more than a month."
Qiao Yichen asked, "Children's Hospital? What's the disease?"
"Autism." Qin Sifan sighed, "I hope music therapy can help them."
Qin Sifan studied music therapy abroad, and he also passed the qualification certificate there. He is regarded as a relatively authoritative person in this field. In China, music therapy is not very mature, so the Children's Hospital specially invited her over.
After Qin Sifan finished speaking, he looked up at Qiao Yichen again: "By the way, are you interested? Although you are not a music therapy major, your musical talent is beyond me. The music you play, Maybe it will touch the hearts of children more.”
Qiao Yichen was thinking about something, Qin Sifan saw that he didn't say a word, and added: "If you don't have time, don't force it, after all, you are also a busy person."
Qiao Yichen said: "Of course I'm very willing to help those children, but I really don't have time these two days. If you're not in a hurry, can you do it the day after tomorrow?"
Seeing his promise, Qin Sifan said happily, "Yes, I will confirm the time with the Children's Hospital."
Qiao Yichen nodded to her and went on to eat.
The dinner was settled by Qiao Yichen, Qin Sifan walked beside him, looked at him and said, "Is there any other arrangements later?"
Qiao Yichen said, "Does it count as going home to sleep?"
Qin Sifan laughed: "Aren't you so good when your wife isn't there?"
Qiao Yichen said: "The wife should be more obedient when she is no longer."
Qin Sifan hooked the corner of his mouth and didn't keep him any longer: "Then I'll go back directly, see you the day after tomorrow."
"Well." Qiao Yichen waved to her and walked straight to his car.
When he got home, the room was still pitch black, Qiao Yichen sighed, walked to the bedroom and dialed Ding Meng.
Ding Meng had just attended a signing party in the afternoon, and then rushed to the next city. She just arrived at the hotel just now. Seeing the phone call from Qiao Yichen, she smiled helplessly.
This guy calls her every day during the week she's gone.
She picked up the phone and asked with a smile, "Dog Dan, miss me again?"
"Um..." Qiao Yichen casually pulled on his tie and lay down on Ding Meng's pillow, "Wife, are you coming back the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes, I should be there before noon."
The corners of Qiao Yichen's mouth curled up: "Let's have dinner together at noon then."
"Okay, I think..."
"Strings don't work."
Ding Meng: "..."
She sighed and said with a flat mouth: "Then do whatever you want."
Qiao Yichen smiled for a while and asked, "You should be fine this afternoon, right?"
"Well, the company let me rest for half a day, and the next day there is an advertisement shooting."
Hearing this, Qiao Yichen hesitated for a while, but still said, "Wife, I have a classmate abroad who is studying music therapy. She recently came back to help the children in a children's hospital with therapy. It was the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, what do you think? go?"
Ding Meng blinked and said, "Can I go? This sounds very professional."
Qiao Yichen said: "Don't worry, I won't let you do professional things, just sing to children with autism, let them feel the charm of music."
"Ah, I'm fine with that."
"Then it's settled." Qiao Yichen was silent for a while, and his voice was a little dull, "But then you won't have time to rest."
Ding Meng said: "It doesn't matter, the main reason for the signing is that my hands are tired, and the rest are fine."
Qiao Yichen laughed: "My wife really has a beautiful soul."
Ding Meng said dissatisfiedly: "I am also very beautiful."
"Well, why are you so beautiful."
Ding Meng: "..."
In the early morning of the day after tomorrow, she ended the national signing trip and returned to City A with the company's staff.
After arriving at the company, I went to Jiang Man's office first. The plan for the concert at the end of the year has been completed. The time is set for December 25th. The name is "Lemon Touching My Heart".
"The company will announce the news after the poster comes out, and the rehearsal of the concert will start one after another. You may have a hard time in the next few months."
Ding Meng said, "It doesn't matter, it's worth the hardship for the concert!"
Jiang Man smiled and said, "Okay, you've worked hard to sign the sale this time. Go back to rest first, or Qiao Yichen will come to me again to ask for someone."
Ding Meng was a little embarrassed by what she said, laughed twice, and left her office.
Qiao Yichen was waiting at the door.
Seeing Qiao Yichen leaning against the wall, Ding Meng almost cried out in fright, "Why are you here? Who are you trying to scare silently!"
Qiao Yichen looked at her with a smile: "scare my wife."
Ding Meng rolled her eyes at him, and Qiao Yichen leaned in sticky: "Wife, you haven't seen me for more than a week, don't you miss me?"
Ding Meng said firmly: "I don't want to."
Qiao Yichen: "..."
He narrowed his eyes, stretched his arms around Ding Meng's waist, approached her and said, "You really don't want to?"
Ding Meng pushed him shyly and anxiously: "Don't make trouble, this is in the company."
Qiao Yichen still wrapped her tightly in his arms, with an ambiguous tone: "Wife, I sleep alone every night without you, and I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight."
Ding Meng: "..."
She didn't want to ask him whether he wanted to sleep or something.
A colleague passed in front of them, smiled more awkwardly than them, and ran away quickly.
Ding Meng was so embarrassed that her face turned red, she stepped directly on Qiao Yichen's instep: "Do you still have any sense of shame!"
Qiao Yichen's feet hurt, but he still held Ding Meng in his hand, so he didn't let go: "Why don't I feel ashamed when I hug my wife? I haven't kissed you yet."
Ding Meng: "..."
Before she could bear it, Jiang Man in the office couldn't bear it anymore.
She connected to the assistant's phone line and said in a harsh tone: "Drag away the two showy madmen at the door of my office! Immediately!"