Fang Xue left the private room, Li An and Zhou Lun chatted while drinking coffee.

Soon the contract was ready, and after Li An signed her name and pseudonym, Fang Xue took out her mobile phone and transferred a large amount of money to Li An.

After receiving the payment, Ang Lee asked again: "Which music company will you choose to distribute?"

Fang Xue: "Our brother Zhou has his own music company, so you don't have to worry about that."

Li Ang: "Okay, as long as it's not released in Liangli Music. In addition, I know that there is a small company that is doing well in various aspects. It is called Zhuzi Music. It is located on the [-]th floor of Hengfang Office Building. You can contact them if necessary.”

"Okay, Mr. Li An, then I wish us a happy cooperation. If you have better lyrics and music in the future, please contact us as soon as possible."

After Fang Xue and Zhou Lun shook hands with Li An one after another, they hurriedly left the private room of the cafe.

As soon as the two were sent away, Li An's cell phone rang, and he looked down to see that it was Zhao Jingwen calling.

"Hey, Mr. Li An, please ask the company for leave. We are going to go to Harbin probably the day after tomorrow."

"Ok, no problem."

After Li An answered, he hung up the phone, and then went back to the company to explain to Ye Wen, and then went back to continue working.

Two days later.

Li An and Zhao Jingwen took a plane to Harbin, which is located in the northern part of China and is known as the city of music.

After getting off the plane, Ang Lee's first feeling was that it was cold.

It's cold.

In April, Hezhou has warmed up to more than ten degrees and the willow trees have sprouted. It is not too cold to wear a small coat if you are full of sunshine. Although it is cold in Kyoto, you can keep out the cold by wearing a sweater and a coat. You will not lose your grace or temperature. But Harbin City is different. The staff at the airport are all wrapped in big down jackets that look very bulky at first glance, which can be seen.

Thanks to the preparations made in advance, Li An took out a thick down jacket from the suitcase and wrapped it up, making him feel more comfortable.

The two walked through the terminal and stood at the gate. Zhao Jingwen made a call: "Hey Ake, where are you?"

"Here, here!" A pleasant voice came from the phone and the air.

Li An and Zhao Jingwen looked up at the same time, and saw a gray car parked on the side of the road, and a woman wearing a knee-length down jacket with long black hair like a waterfall was waving to them.

The two hurried over and got into the car impatiently.

Since parking in the aisle of the airport is limited, the car started before the introduction, and then quickly left the aisle.

While sitting in the car, Zhao Jingwen introduced them to them.

"Ake, let me introduce you. The handsome guy sitting in the back is the pianist I told you about, who is slightly better than me."

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you again. This handsome guy is not only a national-level professional pianist, but also a great writer and poet. He won the No.20 Seventh Mao Dun Literature Award."

Zhao Jingwen introduced enthusiastically to the woman driving the vehicle.

"Really? He's so powerful, he's actually a great writer of the Mao Dun Literature Award. What's his name?" Ake asked.

Li An, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't see her face, but her voice was beautiful, very thin and soft, as comfortable as the February spring breeze blowing over her face.

"No.20 winner of the [-]th Mao Dun Literature Award, Mr. Li An!" Zhao Jingwen said.

When the words Mr. Li An fell.

Suddenly, the high-speed car braked sharply, and the three people in the car fell forward at the same time, and Li An even slammed into the front chair.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Zhao Jingwen asked quickly, her eyes were still looking ahead, but she found that there was nothing in front of the road.

The car drove slowly again, A Ke's voice trembled slightly, and then she said: "His name is the same as a friend's name when I was a child, so I was a little surprised."

A Ke looked back at Li An while driving, with an apologetic look on her face: "Sorry, I didn't hit my head right? It's all my fault. I was a little too excited to hear your name."

The moment A Ke turned his head, Li An saw the face.

Very beautiful, with delicate facial features, and eyes like twinkling stars.

But after watching Li An for two seconds, she turned her head away before she could fully appreciate it.

The girl is already so polite, how can Li An say anything, he nodded and smiled: "It's okay."

Zhao Jingwen, who was in the driver's seat, was very familiar with the girl, so she started teasing her immediately: "Ah Ke, your childhood crush was called Li An, right? Just hearing this name makes me so excited."

"No, don't talk nonsense."

"Hey, look, blushing, blushing, I really hit the spot!" Zhao Jingwen continued to joke.

After joking around for a while, Zhao Jingwen turned her head and introduced Ake to Li An: "Now this is our driver, Miss Sun Ke, who is known as the number one pianist in Huaguo!"

"When she was 20 years old, she won No.1 in the last Nacar Piano Competition; later she won various international piano awards no less than ten times! Because of her outstanding achievements, she is now honored as For the honorary president of our China Piano Association!"

"Even if you go to any place abroad, as long as there is a piano, as long as you talk about her, then she is an absolute bright star."

Zhao Jingwen looked proud, as if she was not talking about Sun Ke but herself.

Li An was also slightly surprised.

No fewer than ten international piano awards, which is indeed a remarkable achievement!It is no worse than the achievements of the Mao Dun Literature Award, and even worse.

After the introduction, Zhao Jingwen winked at Li An and said:

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you the key points."

"A Ke is only 25 years old this year, and she's still single!"

Hearing this, Sun Ke stretched out her hand while driving, then pinched Zhao Jingwen's thigh fiercely and said, "Sister Wen, don't talk about me being single every day, isn't it normal to be single at 25?" , you always pick which pot you don’t open.”

"It's too late, I won't say anything, you hurry to let go, you girl looks so gentle, why does it hurt so much when you pinch someone!" Zhao Jingwen said wanting to cry without tears.

Talking and laughing along the way.

Although Li An didn't talk much, the relationship between the two women was very close, and there was no cold silence.

After walking for about 20 minutes, the three of them came to a mutton soup restaurant. Sun Ke stopped the car and said to Li An with a slight smile: "The weather in Harbin is colder, much colder than that in Kyoto. Let's first After drinking the mutton soup, keep warm."

This is a very gentle girl.

The three of them walked into the shop, and then Sun Ke ordered a few dishes and served Li An a bowl of soup with some scallions and shredded ginger.

In her, Ang Lee couldn't see any airs that a top pianist should have, but felt very real.

After the three of them sat down and stopped moving, Li An then looked at her carefully.

It may be because it is too cold, there are two spots of red on her fair face; her eyes are clear and bright, like a pool of trickling water; the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, with a slight smile, that is A feeling like a warm sun.

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