In the clinic.
The elegant old professor wrote the last word on the medical record, put on the cap of the pen, and looked up: "Mr. Hang, I just told you about your situation. In short, the problem of amnesia requires a gradual recovery process, and you don't need to be too anxious."
Hang Sizhou nodded and said, "Professor, just call me by my name. Actually, we have met before. I wonder if you still remember me?" Hang Sizhou felt awkward being called "Mr. Hang" by such a powerful elder.
"Hang Sizhou."
Professor Jiang paused, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "I remember you."
"Rongrong's high school classmate, right?"
Although his daughter looks gentle and well-behaved, she is actually a very proud child. From childhood to adulthood, she always thinks she is better than boys.
Hang Sizhou was one of the few people Jiang Rong mentioned after she returned home.
The reason for bringing this up is simple.
Girls who are too outstanding and beautiful will always attract some criticism. Jiang Rong is a person who refuses to admit defeat, so sometimes she is bound to suffer losses.
Once, Jiang Rong got into an argument with someone because she was repeatedly ridiculed for "What's the use of a girl having good grades?" When the other party was about to attack her, Hang Sizhou stood in front of her and blocked the fist that was swung at her.
This incident left a deep impression on Professor Jiang, and he specially thanked Hang Sizhou during a parent-teacher meeting later.
But the young man seemed to have forgotten it at all. He just smiled and said that anyone who saw such a thing would help.
Professor Jiang: "Rongrong didn't know that it was you who needed to see a doctor. Otherwise, if she had told me directly, I would have come over last week."
Hang Sizhou was flattered and said, "No need, you just told me not to be too anxious and take my time."
Professor Jiang said "hmm".
After writing the prescription, Professor Jiang patted the thin shoulder of the young man in front of him and said, "If you encounter Jiang Rong being unhappy during the recording of the program, would you mind giving her some words of advice?"
"Unhappy?"
Hang Sizhou was stunned, and the argument between Jiang Rong and Shen Mingqu that night flashed through his mind.
Professor Jiang shook his head and said helplessly, "That kid is too prone to getting stuck in a rut."
Did Professor Jiang know something
He looked at Professor Jiang, but he had already lowered his head and said into the microphone in front of the computer: "The next person can come in."
Hang Sizhou stayed in there for a while.
At first, Xiao Hang sat at the outside of the hall.
It was obvious from the man's aura that he was not a good person. There was no one within a circle of five or six meters centered on him.
Later, one of the children lost his grip on the balloon, and the balloon floated towards him and landed right in front of Xiao Hang.
The child was not as sensitive as the adults, and ran over to get his balloon back.
His mother, who was following behind him, was extremely nervous.
But the child was too fast, and stood in front of the man long before she could stop him.
He jumped up, put his hands on the man's legs, and reached for the balloon hanging on the man's chest.
The hall suddenly fell silent.
Just when everyone thought that the reckless little boy would be pushed away and severely criticized, the man reached out and supported his staggering body.
Then take the initiative to pull the balloon off and put the string in the child's hand.
"Hold it tight, don't let go."
Although he had a very cold face, the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes when he looked at the child were unusually gentle.
The nurses at the front desk of the department frequently cast their eyes on him.
One of them, who was prettier, was instigated and took a bottle of mineral water and walked over.
She pinched her throat: "Sir, would you like a bottle of water?"
"No need." The man frowned, stood up and walked out.
The beautiful nurse turned around, pouted at her colleague, and looked disappointed.
Unexpectedly, after a while, the man came back.
This time, he did not sit in his original seat, but walked to the door of the clinic.
Because of the little episode just now, everyone's impression of him has improved a lot, and they are no longer avoiding him.
The man stood at the door for a while, looking up at the screen from time to time.
After looking for a while, he lowered his eyes, took out his cell phone, and tapped on it for a while.
Then, he changed his position, raised his head silently and looked at the screen above.
Nurses have seen this kind of look many times.
He was waiting for someone, and the person he was waiting for was seeing a doctor inside.
The nurse couldn't help but look down at the appointment booklet.
The person who could make a man like this wait so anxiously must be an astonishing figure.
Unfortunately, the other party only left the word "Xiao".
Finally, the door was opened from the inside.
The man standing outside the door immediately put away his phone, stood up straight and looked towards the door.
The nurse also looked away at the same time.
I saw a slender figure walking out from inside. He was wearing a mask and his deer eyes were slightly narrowed.
The slightly long bangs fell down, making the skin on his forehead look white and smooth.
He is a young man who can be associated with many beautiful words just by looking at his eyes and figure.
The young man stood in front of the man.
"I've checked it out. It's no big deal." He spread his hands. "Just take some medicine and recover slowly."
The man looked at him without saying anything, his face solemn.
It makes people feel uneasy.
The young man did not feel that kind of oppression at all.
He blinked, his beautiful deer eyes widened, raised his hand and poked the man's chest hard: "Why do you look like that? I really didn't lie to you!"
The man's tense back suddenly relaxed.
The sharp and cold feeling that had been lingering around him from the beginning, as if it could cut the air around him into pieces, just dissipated like that.
The two walked out side by side and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The nurse kept looking in that direction until someone called her and she came back to her senses despite her high-frequency heart beating.
-
The next day, Hang Sizhou went to his studio again.
What made him happier was that when he arrived today, the door of the studio was already open.
This means that his employees have already started work.
Hang Sizhou's sudden appearance in the studio really scared several people working there.
As a boss, he works for three days and rests for two days, so naturally his employees will slack off whenever they can.
When Hang Sizhou entered, the girl at the front desk was happily watching TV series, and a few people in the big office inside were gathered together, three of them playing poker happily.
“Hahahaha, three 2s and a 4!”
"I won again. Whose turn is it to have a turtle stuck on his face now?"
The assistant girl at the front desk followed behind Hang Sizhou and coughed several times, and then the people playing poker reacted.
"boss!"
"Brother Hang!"
The person at the innermost tried to cover the poker with newspaper.
Hang Sizhou crossed his arms and said slowly, "No need to hide, I saw it all."
Several people: “…”
After a few minutes, Hang Sizhou had a general understanding of the employees in his studio.
There were even fewer people in his studio than he had expected, only five in total.
Two assistants, one would go out to work with him on weekdays, and the other would do odd jobs and work as a receptionist;
Two publicity officers, one responsible for media operations and copywriting, and the other for art design;
Then there is... Lu Chenfeng.
Hang Sizhou was very satisfied with this number.
It seems that even after losing my memory, I didn't waste money recklessly.
I don’t have much ambition, but I don’t waste resources casually either…
Hang Sizhou said with a straight face: "Everyone, please hand me an 800-word self-review, explaining why you watched videos and played cards during work hours."
Looking at the people below who agreed stiffly, awkwardly and reluctantly, Hang Sizhou suddenly felt Ms. Shen's happiness.
His eyes swept over the cards on the table—
"I'll throw it away right away." The person who wanted to hide the card earlier said immediately.
Hang Sizhou: "Keep it, you can play with it during your break."
The man was slightly startled, and his face returned to the smile he saw when Hang Sizhou came in: "Okay, thank you, boss!"
At this moment, the door of the side office was pushed open from the inside.
When Lu Chenfeng walked out and saw Hang Sizhou, he was stunned for a moment.
When signing the contract for "Let's Travel Together", Hang Sizhou was not willing to come, so he was asked to sign.
"Sizhou, why are you here?"
Hang Sizhou walked towards him and entered his office: "Let's talk."
-
The door was closed, blocking the curious gazes of the people outside.
Hang Sizhou sat in Lu Chenfeng's office chair and looked around.
His agent's office is obviously much richer in elements than his.
Whether it is the bookshelf filled with various materials or the various fancy album racks, it is enough to see the daily diligence of this ace agent.
It was really unfair to such a person to let it fall into his hands.
Hang Sizhou was too lazy to play around with Lu Chenfeng, and he didn't think he could beat a shrewd person like Lu Chenfeng.
"You still have more than a year left on your contract with me, but if you want to leave, you can leave now."
Lu Chenfeng had never expected that Hang Sizhou would say this to him when he arrived. His expression changed slightly as he said, "Did I do something wrong?"
Hang Sizhou shook his head: "You are fine."
Lu Chenfeng: "Why?"
Hang Sizhou raised his chin and looked at him seriously: "I don't want to use someone who has two hearts for me."
Lu Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his lips: "Don't worry, I don't work for your father."
There was a flash of surprise in Hang Sizhou's eyes, but he liked people who were straightforward and decisive in front of others.
Lu Chenfeng looked at him: "I'm not working for you, I'm just working for myself, for money. Mr. Hang did contact me privately and wanted to know about your situation, but I still have the most basic professional ethics."
"Don't worry about that."
You don't need to waste your words when talking to smart people.
Hang Sizhou stood up from his chair. Since Lu Chenfeng didn't want to leave, let him stay and fulfill the rest of the contract.
"Sizhou," Lu Chenfeng took the initiative to stop Hang Sizhou who was walking out, "How about releasing another album next year?"
"New album?"
Lu Chenfeng nodded: "I have always wanted to talk to you about this. Your voice is actually very good, and it would be a pity to waste it like this. To be honest, it is difficult to maintain a stable popularity by marketing alone. If you still want to continue this career, it is about time to release another album."
Seeing that Hang Sizhou didn't say anything, Lu Chenfeng took a folder from the bookshelf on the side.
"This is what I have been tracking for the past two years. It shows the purchase volume of your last album and the number of listeners on some music apps. Despite the lack of exposure, the monthly increase is still very stable, which is enough to show that your songs are still very popular. It's just that the production is too small, and you don't like to sing on TV shows, so you haven't promoted it enough."
"and-"
Lu Chenfeng took down another piece of information, "I plan to invite Jun to write a song for your new album."
"Jun?"
Hang Sizhou thought hard, but still couldn't remember who this person was.
"Is he famous?"
Lu Chenfeng didn't find Hang Sizhou's puzzled look strange.
As a boss, he always seems to be the type who doesn't care about anything else, neither work nor anything else.
It is normal that you don’t know “Jun”, the new talented star in the composing world.
"He is the most discussed composer in the circle in recent years. He is a very good composer who combines classical music and modern pop music. He is very powerful."
Very good, very impressive.
Lu Chenfeng used the word "very" twice in a row.
Lu Chenfeng continued, "I have been in contact with him recently. It has been more than four months since his last song. Although this person sells songs casually, I believe that as long as we are sincere enough, there is still hope of buying one."
Even when facing suspicion just now, Lu Chenfeng remained calm.
But when he said "Jun", his eyes lit up.
Hang Sizhou suddenly became interested in this man: "Is he really that awesome?"
"He won't let you down." Lu Chenfeng took a CD from the CD rack and put it in his arms. "Besides, your voice is very suitable for his songs. If you don't believe me, go back and listen to it and sing it."
-
When sending Xiao Zhihan back home, Hang Sizhou promised her that he would come over for dinner today.
When Hang Sizhou left the studio, Xiao Hang's car was already waiting on the roadside.
Hang Sizhou got into the car and threw the CD aside.
He still felt that Lu Chenfeng was exaggerating a bit.
Before he lost his memory, he had always been following the classical music and pop music circles. During the years when the Chinese music scene was at its peak, he had rarely heard any works that suited him and could perfectly blend these two elements.
How could such a powerful person suddenly appear in the few short years when he lost his memory
Maybe it's because this circle has been barren for a long time, and when there is finally a decent one, it is praised to the sky.
Not long after getting in the car, looking at a high-rise residential complex under construction on the side of the road, Hang Sizhou remembered something Jing Qing had mentioned to him this morning, and turned to look at Xiao Hang: "Did you know that the house we live in now was bought by Hang Hongsheng?"
Xiao Hang glanced at him sideways: "Yeah."
The car was driving very fast on the elevated road. After going for a long distance, Hang Sizhou still turned his head to look back at the half-built high-rise building.
"Want to buy a house?" Xiao Hang asked.
Hang Sizhou really wanted to buy it.
But he couldn't say it because he was a poor man now.
The piano was finally sold for 20 million.
Hang Sizhou insisted on paying for it himself, but he didn't have enough money. Finally, he discussed it with Xiao Hang and transferred five million to him.
Therefore, although he still has a balance of five million in his bank card, he is actually in debt.
Buying a house would cost at least tens of millions, so he could also choose to sell Hang Hongsheng's house first and use the money to buy another one.
But selling a house requires a process. Whenever Hang Sizhou thought about living in the house bought by Hang Hongsheng, he felt uncomfortable all over.
If Hang Hongsheng had left some surveillance equipment in the house when he bought it—
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Xiao Hang said, "You were pregnant at the time, and then you gave birth. I was responsible for decorating the house, so there won't be any problems."
When he heard the words "pregnancy" and "giving birth", Hang Sizhou's cheeks turned red.
Afraid that Xiao Hang would continue talking, he quickly changed the subject: "But when I think about the fact that I actually live in the house bought by Hang Hongsheng, I feel sick to death."
Xiao Hang said tactfully: "Then let's move."
Hang Sizhou turned his head and glanced at the man's face.
He has recently discovered that Xiao Hang is actually not difficult to deal with at all.
Is this what it means to be “liked”
The feeling of being liked inexplicably made Hang Sizhou happy.
But soon, thinking about what was happening right now, Hang Sizhou's mood became unhappy again.
“House prices aren’t cheap now, are they?”
"If we want to buy a house, we should at least buy a large flat similar to the one we live in now, or a villa. This kind of house will cost more than 10 million, right?"
Hang Sizhou fiddled with his fingers and said in a very unmanly way, "I wonder if it's convenient for me to go to the bank and make installment payments for a job like mine—"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xiao Hang.
"Hang Sizhou," the man said in a low voice, "I still have enough money to buy a house."
Hang Sizhou leaned back in his chair and said unhappily, "Of course I know you have money, but I don't. I can't always rely on you for everything, right? After all, I am a man. What's the point of always relying on another man?"
"I want to buy the house, so of course I have to pay for it."
When he spoke the last few words, his voice became more resounding.
The car suddenly turned to the side.
"Hey! This is an elevated road, you can't park anywhere!"
"This is a temporary parking area." After stopping the car, Xiao Hang turned to look at Hang Sizhou with his thick eyebrows furrowed.
He didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on the person in front of him, his ink-black eyes were filled with complexity.
Being looked at like this, Hang Sizhou instinctively swallowed his saliva: "What?"
"Hang Sizhou," Xiao Hang suddenly said, "Didn't you say before that you needed a return gift from me?"
Hang Sizhou's eyebrows jumped: "Didn't you say you would wait for me to deliver it? Why do you want it so urgently?"
Xiao Hang said anxiously: "It's urgent, very urgent, I want it now."
Hang Sizhou spread his hands and said, "Have you some sense? I can't give it to you now, can I?"
"You can give it."
His hand was suddenly held and the man leaned towards him.
The air dispersed to both sides as he moved, and his nostrils felt hot.
Hang Sizhou opened his mouth and felt a slight dryness in his throat.
The heart is also lifted up.
He licked his lips, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "How... do I give it to you?"
Xiao Hang looked at him and said word by word: "I want a chance."
Hang Sizhou quickly frowned: "Opportunity? What kind of return gift is this?"
He pushed Xiao Hang's chest and said seriously, "Don't worry, I always keep my word. I will definitely fulfill my promise to give you a gift in return. When I have time, I—"
Two warm fingers pressed against his lips, interrupting his next words.
The man moved closer to him until their noses were almost touching.
Hang Sizhou stared at the handsome face of the man in front of him, looked at his own face reflected in his dark eyes, and said very seriously.
"Give me a chance and let me give you a home."
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