The perfect future of rebirth

Fan Baobao looked blank, obviously, she didn't understand.

Zhao Fusheng sighed softly and waved his hands: "Forget it, I will find a way by myself."

To be honest, this is his girlfriend, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't care if it was someone else's business.

Fan Baobao laughed, and suddenly his face turned slightly red, and he slowly approached Zhao Fusheng: "Honey, are you tired?"

what?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and suddenly felt that his brain cells were short-circuited.

Before he could recover, Fan Baobao was already attached to his body, exhaled like blue, and whispered softly: "Do you want to take a bath with me?"

A real man can never say no!

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Chapter 7 Dude, confess!

What is gained is bound to be lost, this truth is definitely a wise saying, at least Zhao Fusheng has deeply realized it now.It is said that receiving the grace of a beauty is the hardest thing to bear, and enjoying Fan Baobao's almost imperial service, naturally, he has to work hard for it.

Since he wanted to record a song, he would definitely have to go to the recording studio. Zhao Fusheng thought it over and called Li Jian.

After receiving Zhao Fusheng's call, although Li Jian was a little surprised, he still agreed, and it was not a big deal in itself.

But what he was more interested in was that Zhao Fusheng actually wrote songs again.

"This song……"

After Li Jian read the score, he was silent for a long time.

"Why, what's inappropriate?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Fusheng asked quickly.

After all, they are professional musicians, and the difference between myself and the other party is not 01:30.

On this matter, Zhao Fusheng is very self-aware.

"It's not inappropriate, it's just that I'm a little surprised. I didn't expect you to write songs for girls so well." Li Jian smiled after a while, and said to Zhao Fusheng: "If this song is released, at least Can support a second-tier singer."

He is a professional, and he has a clearer understanding of this aspect than Zhao Fusheng. In Zhao Fusheng's eyes, it is just an ordinary song, but in Li Jian's eyes, this song can do too many things.

"I'll talk about whether or not to post the song later, I have to get this out, my girlfriend and roommate will use it." Zhao Fusheng said to Li Jian with a wry smile.

Li Jian nodded. He had also met Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun, so he naturally understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

"But I can't sing this song, let me find someone for you." Li Jian thought for a while and said to Zhao Fusheng.

What they want to record is a song demo. Two men will definitely not be able to sing well for this kind of girl's song, and a female singer is needed to sing it.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned: "Can't you just record it casually?"

Li Jian shrugged: "The point is, I can't sing that kind of emotion..."

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Fusheng wanted to complain, but he still didn't speak, and simply let Li Jian make the decision.

Li Jian walked out of the recording studio to make a phone call, and Zhao Fusheng sat there alone waiting for him.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng also understands that the medicine this guy sells in the gourd is nothing more than some of his own little thoughts in it, which is a very normal thing.

If he were a pure boy who didn't understand anything, Li Jian wouldn't be able to stay in this circle forever.

It's just that both he and Zhao Fusheng know that small thoughts that are irrelevant can be accepted by both parties, and who doesn't have any personal thoughts.

If the water is clear, there will be no fish. If Li Jian showed a selfless appearance, Zhao Fusheng would not dare to have too deep contact with the other party. The reason is very simple. Things are bigger.

Soon, Li Jian came back, but behind him was a girl with long hair.

"This is Ye Bei, my friend." Li Jian smiled and introduced to Zhao Fusheng: "I think she is very suitable for singing this song."

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Well, I will trouble Miss Ye."

"You're welcome, we're all friends. Can I read the score first?" Ye Bei seemed to have a bold personality. He didn't despise Zhao Fusheng because of his youth. Instead, he asked to read the music first.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and handed over the score.

Then, he gave Li Jian a meaningful look.

In fact, there are several safety boundaries in people's psychology. There are clear divisions in the subconscious about how far away strangers should be, how far away they should keep socially, how close they can be with friends, and whom they can be in close contact with.

If one party forcibly breaks this boundary, it will cause strong discomfort to the other party. For example, the touch of a stranger will make most people feel a strong sense of vigilance, and in severe cases, they may even subconsciously fight back.

Obviously, the security boundary between Ye Bei and Li Jian is quite close, at least in Zhao Fusheng's view, the relationship between these two people is definitely not simple.

Taking advantage of Ye Bei's familiarity with the score, Zhao Fusheng and Li Jian simply chatted there.

"how are things?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Li Jian with a smile, this guy has become a popular singer since he released that record at the beginning of the year. At least, Zhao Fusheng has seen a lot of news about him on the Internet.

"Busy, you know, I don't know anything except singing." Li Jian shrugged and said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Hehe..." Zhao Fusheng said, Mizuki Qinghua refused to accept it.

"But looking at you, it seems that you don't have a good rest." Looking at Li Jian, Zhao Fusheng frowned and asked.

When he came to find Li Jian today, he found out that this guy seemed very tired, and his mental state was very average. Even if he was chatting with him now, he was actually holding up his spirit.

Li Jian nodded helplessly: "Isn't it always like this to be an artist, you don't have time for yourself at all."

Zhao Fusheng didn't say a word. It's the same in any industry in today's society. When employing people, they like to treat women as men and men as livestock. As long as they don't die of exhaustion, they will not stop working.

The difference between celebrities and office workers is actually just how much money they make. In the eyes of their respective bosses, their functions are actually the same.

"Take a rest when you're tired, you're not the one pointing at this." Zhao Fusheng said to Li Jian after a moment of silence.

Li Jian, who had been sitting there silently, was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

It has to be said that Zhao Fusheng, although the two of them have very little contact, in Li Jian's view, he may really be his confidant, because he can always speak his mind at once.

During the recent period, Li Jian really felt very tired. It was a kind of tiredness from the bottom of his heart, as if he could not find what he was looking for in this circle. Feeling gone.

This is undoubtedly a terrible thing for a singer-songwriter.

"I'm going to take a break."