Chapter 17 Top Understanding “But I have prepared all the gifts.”Jiang Congwen sat on the ground in a somewhat decadent manner, leaning against the sofa, muttering with his head down. Chen Mo stood up and walked towards Jiang Congwen. "No need to comfort me, I'm not sad." Jiang Congwen said in a low voice when he noticed Chen Mo approaching him. He thought it would be nice to be alone for a while, mainly because he felt a little embarrassed and ashamed. Chen Mo just walked silently to Jiang Congwen, picked up the notebook that Jiang Congwen had just placed next to him, then silently returned to the sofa and sat down, picked up a pen and paper and quickly wrote down the melody and lyrics in his mind. "." Jiang Congwen. It turns out that I was just being too sentimental. You really don't care about your brother's life or death. Jiang Congwen watched Chen Mo approach silently and leave without saying a word, and he felt very upset. The normal plot is that you would come over and comfort me softly, and then I would cry and vent my feelings, and then we would get drunk together, and then when we wake up tomorrow we would forget everything, and it would be another beautiful day. Did you cry last night? That's impossible! I have no recollection.
At most, I was a little drunk and lost my composure. It was impossible for me to cry. How could a grown man like me cry? ! Now I'm in such a state that I can't even cry anymore. I didn't drink and I have no excuse. It's so embarrassing. Jiang Congwen ran to wash his face, trying to cover up the crime. No, he was trying to cover up the scene of tears. After tidying up his face and adjusting his mood in the bathroom, Jiang Congwen walked out as if nothing had happened. I just had a video call with Li Jinting, and inevitably some memories came to my mind. There were some things I wanted to say but couldn’t say them. In the end, we had to say goodbye like ordinary friends. Plus, the lyrics written by Chen Mo were quite heart-wrenching, puncturing his fantasy and blatantly reminding him that they had broken up. I could have maintained it, but the more I deceived myself, the sadder I felt. My emotions had an outlet, so I couldn't stop. "I said, have you got inspiration again?" Jiang Congwen asked Chen Mo who was sitting on the sofa. "Well, I can't stop it. I can't stop it at all." Chen Mo gently closed the pen cap, like a swordsman sheathing his sword, and nodded calmly. "You said I was so happy and sad, how come I don't have the inspiration to write a poem myself?" Jiang Congwen was also a little depressed. "Talent." Chen Mo's words were concise and shocking. "." Jiang Congwen. "However, you have a talent for naming, and you gave this song a good name." Chen Mo handed over the written song. "Name? When did I..." Jiang Congwen stretched out his hand to take it, still a little puzzled. "'I'm Not Sad'?" When Jiang Congwen saw the title of the song, his eyes twitched and he almost couldn't hold it back. I have already destroyed the body and you still drag me out to whip my corpse. "Brother, do you have to be so cruel?" Jiang Congwen yelled, but still quickly looked at the melody and lyrics. "This song seems more suitable for girls to sing." "Well, there are still few men as fragile as you." "." Jiang Congwen.
"That's because they don't have as deep affection as I do." Jiang Congwen retorted, "When love is deep, it can't be controlled, do you understand?" "I don't understand. I don't understand." Chen Mo shook his head. "You must know the source of your inspiration. It is me, using my lost great love as nutrients to nourish your inspiration!" Jiang Congwen said shamelessly. "Well, there are not many people as shameless as you." Jiang Congwen took this as a compliment, since he had earned another song anyway. "But why was the song just now called 'Ten Years'? We've only been together for six years." "It sounds better to round it up, and it's also to take care of your young heart. I'm afraid it will irritate you again." "Then I really appreciate your thoughtfulness." "polite." The next morning, Jiang Congwen went to Fuyun Entertainment to prepare to record "Ten Years". "Huh? Why is Congwen here today?" Lin Nanxi met Jiang Congwen who walked into the company and greeted him. "Sister Nan, I came here to record a song today. Hehe, Chen Mo wrote another song for me." Jiang Congwen touched his head embarrassedly. Jiang Congwen also knew that he would probably attract a lot of jealousy recently, but there was nothing he could do because his brothers were too supportive. Chen Mo's inspiration is unstoppable, so Jiang Congwen will never be able to finish singing his songs. The three songs that were released the day before yesterday are still hot on the charts, and now there’s another one. I can't finish singing, and I can't even play with it. "I haven't thanked Sister Nan for her support yet, otherwise my songs wouldn't have been heard by everyone so quickly." Sometimes a good song may not be known and liked immediately. This situation may often take several years, and suddenly it becomes known to the public as the soundtrack of a short video or film or television work at some point. The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. Some people say that in this age of self-media, we are not afraid of remote alleys, but in fact, we are afraid of them. Some people may suddenly become famous, but in fact they have persisted for many years and are only noticed now. Only a very lucky few will be seen by the public all of a sudden, but the probability is about the same as winning the lottery. You can see people winning the lottery every day in the news, but only if you buy the lottery tickets yourself every day will you know how difficult it is to win the jackpot. Jiang Congwen has also been doing live streaming for more than two years. With his solid singing skills, he has accumulated more than one million fans. Only then was he seen by some people when he was singing "King of Karaoke" and became popular. Later, Chen Mo wrote songs for him one after another, which kept the popularity going. Finally, with Lin Nanxi's push, he has achieved what he has today. Therefore, Jiang Congwen knew clearly that when you receive favors from others, you have to remember the good things about them. Don't think that it is all due to your own strength once you become popular, and that others are just icing on the cake and are dispensable. If you really think like this, you will not go far and you may fall one day. There are at least 800 outstanding graduates in music every year, but how many of them can really do well in this field?
Therefore, Jiang Congwen has often reminded himself not to be complacent these past two days, especially when he woke up in the morning and saw that his DouLe fans had exceeded four million and were heading towards five million, and he did feel a little complacent. "It's okay, it's just a small matter, don't worry about it. You just said that Chen Mo wrote another song for you?" Lin Nanxi waved her hand and said. "Remember it." Jiang Congwen said seriously. Jiang Congwen was still very clear-headed. It was other people's business if they didn't care, but you couldn't just ignore it. Now that you couldn't repay the favor, you had to let people know that he remembered it in his heart. If we were in school, the seniors and juniors would sound friendly and we would be able to get closer to each other. But after leaving school, whether you are close to others depends on whether you have what they need. To put it nicely, it is called resource exchange. Otherwise, with so many people graduating from the school every year, all of them alumni, how could they all be friendly? Except for your parents, who will treat you well for no reason? No one owes you anything. "Chen Mo got inspiration again when he was at my house yesterday and wrote two poems," said Jiang Congwen. Yesterday Chen Mo said that the second priority would be given to Lin Nanxi, so Jiang Congwen said it, otherwise he would definitely not have added this sentence later. "Two songs?" Lin Nanxi was a little surprised. It is said that a lot of accumulation will lead to great success, but her junior brother is really a man of great success. How can he be so productive? "What about the second song?" Lin Nanxi asked. "The second song is not for me, Sister Nan, you should ask him yourself." Jiang Congwen said with a smile. Mention Cao Cao and he will appear. People just can't stand being talked about. "Hey, what are you two doing here?" Chen Mo walked in slowly. He was not afraid of being late, because the money deducted from him was also in his own pocket. "Just now, Congwen said that you wrote two new songs last night?" Lin Nanxi said. "Yes." Chen Mo nodded. "Is there anyone suitable for me?" Lin Nanxi asked directly. There was no need to beat around the bush in her relationship with Chen Mo. "Yes, I gave the first one to Congwen, and the second one is quite suitable for you." "Let me see it quickly." Lin Nanxi's eyes lit up. "First, give me two dozen autographed photos of you. Each one must be different." Chen Mo said. "Huh? You're doing wholesale here, in dozen or two dozen." "Also, why did you suddenly ask for my autographed photo? Didn't you despise me when I gave it to you before and asked you to show it off to your classmates?" "Now you want so many, and each one must be different?" "Xiao Mo, something's wrong with you. Is there something wrong?" Lin Nanxi smelled something different. "It's just two friends who wanted it, it doesn't matter what the situation is." The thing Chen Mo was most worried about finally happened, but his expression remained calm. "What friends? Male or female?" Lin Nanxi said gossipingly, "Just ordinary friends."
"That's a woman." Lin Nanxi nodded. "."Chen Mo. "How long have you known each other?" Lin Nanxi asked again. "It won't be long, don't guess blindly." Chen Mo said speechlessly. "That's love at first sight." Lin Nanxi said with a knowing look on her face. "."Chen Mo. Jiang Congwen next to him was full of admiration. Sister Nan's ideas were even better than his. He had to at least analyze based on the clues of the facts. Wow, Lin Nanxi saw through the surface and got to the essence. Is this a woman's sixth sense? ! Jiang Congwen has broadened his horizons and realized that there are other honest people in the world. His little skill in reasoning is of no account at all. "If you keep guessing, I should even have a child." Chen Mo was speechless. "So you want to marry her." Lin Nanxi looked suddenly enlightened. "."Chen Mo. "Can you listen carefully to what I say?" Chen Mo requested. At this moment, Chen Mo seemed to suddenly understand why one should not try to reason with a woman, because the logical thinking of both parties becomes parallel when you try to convince her. "So you want to use my autographed photo as a proposal gift?" Lin Nanxi asked again. "."Chen Mo felt so tired. Forget it, destroy it. "That's not okay, Xiao Mo. How can you propose to a girl with another girl's photo at the scene? Even if I'm your sister and her idol, it's not okay." "Proposing is a romantic thing that belongs only to a girl." Lin Nanxi taught earnestly. Sometimes, Chen Mo really felt that Lin Nanxi had chosen the wrong career just like his mother Fang Shuyun. It was a waste of time to be a singer and she should be an actor. One loves acting, and the other is particularly good at imagining and associating. With their divergent thinking, they can probably bring their involvement into any play. Writing a biography of their characters would require at least 100,000 words. "Tell me everything in detail and I'll give you some advice." "You've already said it yourself, do you still need me to say anything?" Chen Mo replied weakly. "So what I said is true? Then I have to call the teacher right away and tell her the good news. She's going to be a grandmother soon." "."Chen Mo. Oh God, help me! Chen Mo saw Lin Nanxi pick up the phone and hurriedly stopped her.
"Sister, you are really my sister. We should not make up rumors about this matter. It is illegal to make up rumors." "You don't even have a clue, so that means you are really interested in her?" "If that's the case, then it would be reasonable for you to use my autographed photo as a stepping stone." Lin Nanxi nodded in approval. "."Chen Mo. Jiang Congwen was so impressed that he thought it was awesome. He had no idea of the cause and effect, but he saw the whole truth just by hearing a few words. "Xiao Mo, don't be shy. You can give her a signed photo as a gift first to bring the two sides closer. This is the right idea." "I have a concert next month. I'll give you two tickets and you can invite someone to watch it with you." "If you progress faster, you can prepare in advance that day, and then I will call you to the stage and you can confess directly." "Don't worry, I'm here. I'll have the lighting and photography team work with you, and add some stage fireworks and bubbles. If necessary, I'll have someone scatter some flower petals when you confess. It's guaranteed to be a surprise and a romantic one." "How is it?" Lin Nanxi asked expectantly. Chen Mo didn't dare to speak. He was afraid that once he opened his mouth, Lin Nanxi would start planning the wedding for him. "Take a look at the song I wrote first." Chen Mo quickly took out the notebook from his bag. "Don't worry about the song, just tell me who you like first. Is she pretty?" Lin Nanxi didn't respond. "First of all, I didn't fancy anyone." "Secondly, I don't want to pursue her." "So please stop your groundless speculation." Chen Mo explained seriously that he was really afraid that Lin Nanxi would tell his mother about these nonsense. He could imagine what the situation would be like when he returned home next. "Yeah, yeah." Lin Nanxi had an expression that said, "I believe it." "So, is she pretty or not?" "."Chen Mo. Or maybe I don’t want this autographed photo anymore? Chen Mo felt a little conflicted, but he had already promised the other party, and going back on his word was not his style. As expected, I shouldn't have made the promise so easily, which has put me in a difficult situation now. Or maybe I shouldn't have been so greedy just now. If I had just asked for two, Lin Nanxi wouldn't have been suspicious. Bah, what are you doubting about? He was innocent to begin with, but Jiang Congwen and Lin Nanxi have confused him. Chen Mo's mind raced. "Okay, I believe you. I was just joking with you." Lin Nanxi said with a smile. Before Chen Mo could breathe a sigh of relief. "Then just tell me whether the friend you want to give the autographed photo to is pretty or not." Lin Nanxi said again.
"."Chen Mo. Is this what you believe? "Why, you can't even tell me this? Aren't we just ordinary friends? Why are you hiding it so well?" Chen Mo knew that he would not be able to get through this if he didn't say this today. "Very beautiful." Chen Mo nodded. "Prettier than me?" Here she goes again, this conceited woman always likes to compare herself. "Beautiful." Chen Mo told the truth. "That's what I was wondering, how could that be?!" Lin Nanxi didn't react for a moment. "What did you say?" "More beautiful than you." Chen Mo said again. "You said they were just ordinary friends, but it's true that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder." Lin Nanxi didn't believe that Chen Mo could easily meet someone prettier than her. She, Lin Nanxi, is the queen of pop. "I am just stating objective facts." "Oh, then I must see it if I have the chance." "So do you still want the song?" "Of course. Let me take a look. I'll have my assistant give you the photos later." Lin Nanxi reached out and took it. ""I am not sad"?" Please vote for me monthly, please recommend me, please collect me, please continue reading me! Thanks to book friend 20210301105269434232, Xiaoyao Magician, book friend 20221109103737645, book friend 20170223224543552, Ling Mo Linmo, and book friend 20230221181417171 for their monthly ticket support. Thanks to book friend 20210301105269434232 for the reward. Don’t just keep reading, come and take a look every day and vote for recommendations. If you support books and I support books, then the books will be gone. With your support and my support, the book will get better and better.
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