She suddenly realized that this was the song she had played at Mr. Qin's birthday party.
She composed this piece herself and played it only once at the old man's birthday party.
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The director arranged for Song Xiayue to shoot a commercial for another sponsor, and she just walked into the set.
The breeze floated in my ears, and the melodious piano music passed through the noisy crowd, making me feel breathless.
She looked past the obstacles and saw the elegant and dignified figure sitting in front of the piano.
The profile of his face was as handsome as a sculpture, and the next moment she recognized the man as Qin Shiyue.
Why is he here
Then she looked down and saw Song Nanruo, who was holding up her mobile phone to take pictures from a distance.
Song Xiayue's eyes narrowed, and a look of jealousy slowly emerged.
Why is everyone surrounding her
The commercial was not long and was shot in just a few minutes.
Seeing Song Nanruo's back as she walked backstage, Song Xiayue made up her mind and walked straight towards Qin Shiyue.
"Shiyue, why are you here?" As she said that, she picked up the broken hair that had fallen from her forehead and tucked it behind her ears.
Qin Shiyue lowered his eyes and saw the speaker's face clearly. He didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but for the sake of the Song brothers, he said "hmm" in a polite way.
Song Xiayue looked slightly embarrassed, "What a coincidence, but I came here to shoot a commercial."
"Um."
Qin Shiyue stopped looking at her and frequently looked backstage behind him.
Song Xiayue stood beside Qin Shiyue with a smile on her lips.
When Song Nanruo was not in the country, she often stayed with Song Xiaoxiang and Song Shengzhou. Naturally, she had met Qin Shiyue several times, and she had long been secretly attracted to this handsome man.
Facing Qin Shiyue's cold attitude, she became more frustrated and braver: "Shiyue, are you here to shoot an advertisement too?"
I thought Qin Shiyue would give him some face, but when I saw his eyes fixedly looking in one direction, I followed his gaze and turned back.
But he saw Song Nanruo walking out from the backstage, and her face had returned to its normal makeup.
Her hand hidden in the dark tightened slightly.
And how could Song Nanruo not see what Song Xiayue was thinking about Qin Shiyue? The way she looked at Qin Shiyue was completely undisguised, and her thoughts were obvious.
But she didn't say much.
As soon as he saw Song Nanruo's figure, Qin Shiyue walked to her side in a few steps and said to the director, "The commercial has been shot. Are you all tired? I'll treat you to a meal."
The director originally wanted to wait until the commercial shooting was over and treat everyone to dinner at his own expense. Since someone was willing to pay, he was naturally happy.
"Okay, I'm going to count the number of people who are going."
Qin Shiyue looked at Song Nanruo, "What about you? Do you want to go to dinner together?"
Song Nanruo shook her head. She never liked such crowded scenes: "I won't go."
The director glanced at Qin Shiyue, seemed to understand something, and tried to persuade Song Nanruo, "Nanruo, let's go together. We are all going to eat together. What's the point if you don't go? Everyone has to go today, one Don’t let it fall behind either.”
Now that the conversation had come to this point, Song Nanruo couldn't really refuse, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Nan Ruo, since you know Mr. Qin, you can take his car. We really don't have any free seats there." The director looked at Song Nanruo and Qin Shiyue with a hint of narrowness in his eyes.
Song Nanruo didn't notice the director's intention, but still naturally got into Qin Shiyue's car.
The sports car Qin Shiyue happened to be driving today could only seat two people.
Song Xiayue also wanted to ride in Qin Shiyue's car, but he refused coldly.
"My sports car can only accommodate two people."
After that, the sports car drove away.
Song Xiayue finally got into the crew's car.
Qin Shiyue drove, Song Nanruo sat in the passenger seat, and there were only two people in the car.
Song Nanruo looked out the window. The roof of the car was open, and the wind ruffled her long hair.
Qin Shiyue's voice blew into her ears along with the sound of wind.
"How about that song just now?"
(End of chapter)