Sweet Beloved Reborn

“Ning Yan, a national piano master, a piano artist,” Qiu Meng also studied music. His achievements didn’t need anyone else. He looked at Qinghuan seriously and objectively, “Although you are also talented in music, you are not a bastard at all.”

One was a circle and the other was a circle.

“I know, I didn’t want to develop into artists either.” When she was still in Song’s house, Song’s family had planned for her to be an artist. Qinghuan didn’t like it.

She had been living like this for over ten years, so boring.

Every day, there was only a cold piano with her. It was boring and mechanical, repeating the same action. It wasn’t that she hadn’t thought of resisting, but at that time, she was too weak to resist at all. When she was young, she really liked music, but when she was forced to learn, she gradually became disgusted.

The result was that she was punished. Those disappointed and indifferent eyes rested on her, making the young Qinghuan feel that if she continued to resist, she would suffer even greater pain.

“Then what’s with your class schedule?” Qiu Meng asked.

Actually, she had no idea. Not only did she think about how strange she and Teacher Ning had met a few times, but Qinghuan teased Qiu Meng with ease and said, “Sigh, you don’t understand Xiao Yumen’s. It only shows that I’m too outstanding.”

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The door of the room was knocked. Qiu Meng squatted, left Qinghuan with a look of “Go back and pack you” and opened the door.

The door opened and he saw a Yong Master Wei following the dance teacher. Xiang Yan walked in with a dignified face.

What is Yong Master Wei doing?

“Yo!” Song Qinghuan saw Xiang Yan waving the towel in her hand and laughing, “Why did you come to my place?”

Xiang Yan’s new album has been completed. Because it is pure music, the section of MV has been cancelled, waiting for sale.

At this time, Huanyu is preparing a summer vacation concert for him. Ming You said that Xiang Yan is busier than him at this time.

“I heard that you lack a partner,” said Da Shao with his arms crossed, and he wore a tongue hat on his head. He pointed in the direction of the dance teacher, saying, “I’m not willing to come, he begged me.”

The Huanyu’s first personal album for Qinghuan was too fast. There were hundreds of artists in the company and there were even different types. There were many singers alone, but not everyone would release a personal album after successfully signing the contract.

Xiang Yan walked around the whole circle, especially in the company. Ever since Qinghuan signed the contract with the Huanyu, their relationship with their junior sister had advanced. No, because of Qinghuan’s new album, Qiu Meng had heard many rumors about them in private.

Therefore, he saw that Xiang Yan, who originally wanted to leave, stayed as a qualified manager.

The current Qinghuan was no longer a newbie in Hanhan’s circle. As a hot body, her development made countless people jealous. Naturally, the Huanyu valued her value too. If it were any other artiste, their itinerary would have been full long ago, but this lord, they didn’t dare to arrange it. Not only did they not dare to arrange it, they could only watch her waste their time.

Yes, in the eyes of the people in the company, since Qinghuan chose to enter the entertainment industry, it would be a waste of time for her to attend classes in school. With this time, she could shoot more advertisements, rushing jobs, shooting TV dramas, and movies.

However, Qinghuan didn’t lack money right now. She just wanted to do her best.

Therefore, some of the higher-ups looked at Qinghuan with a bit of confidence. They knew that she couldn’t move, but they didn’t know who she was, so some people followed the tattle and prate to place their eyes on Xiang Yan.

This was a big meeting.

As a junior, Xiang Yan could be said to be very familiar with this process. As a music prince, Xiang Yan’s stage charm was very strong. This was what Qinghuan lacked at present, so with his weakness, the dance teacher cooperated with some changes, and Qinghuan learned more quickly.

After the rehearsal, Qinghuan invited Xiang Yan to the restaurant floor for afternoon tea.

“The funds for this album from the Huanyu are pretty good.”

Not only in music production, the director of MV invited an acquaintance, Qiu Rong.

She was the director of the MV Xiang Yan’s last album, and she brought Qinghuan to her. Thinking of his initial attitude towards her, Xiang Yan lowered his eyes and looked through the shooting process of MV. He said with a smug attitude, “Do you need me to be your male lead?”

The location of MV was set in the Huanyu, and there were a few scenes that were temporarily placed in the TV base. Qinghuan herself was a dormant point, so the scene of the MV was not complicated. Qinghuan created this album and Ming Shi achieved a good result, let alone some changes in this life, whether it was Gan Feng or melody.

A song, a story.

This was Qinghuan’s specialty. It wasn’t obvious now. After her new album was officially sold, the fans would find out about this accident, which was also the key point of the entire album.

“If you have time,” Qinghuan held the cup and nestled in the lazy sofa.

Xiang Yan raised the cap above his head and covered the emotions in his eyes. He felt that he had recently fallen ill. Otherwise, why would he feel a little wrong when he saw this woman?

Ming, he hated women.

However, he didn’t hate Qinghuan, especially when he was creating it. Xiang Yan felt like there was a huge magnet on her, attracting him to get closer.

Xiang Yan took a sip of coffee, which was a little cold, and the taste became thicker. He said, “Send me the time later.”

The kiss of henchen Rong refused, the tone of command, this is the gesture that he has toward the young master.

“Ah?”

Qinghuan, who was replying to Xu Ningzhou’s message, looked up at him and thought that he was helping her for the sake of Xu Ningzhou. She quickly said, “I know that you have to prepare for the tour during this period of time. There is no need to squeeze time. There are a lot of opportunities to play together next time.”

“Remember, don’t forget,” Xiang Yan put the cup on the table, stood up and walked away without hesitation.

This twisted young master, Qinghuan is practically a didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Looking down at the phone screen, she found that the guy in the “henchen” armor was showing off the poster of Qinghuan’s perfume to her fans.

Qinghuan, who was covered with the wall, and a glass cabinet’s bottle and bottle series were simply-hitch, no, human, sexual! !

“This ghost.”