C9 The Song Is Blooming

A novel named after you would be boring or meaningful.

After Yan Xuan closed the door, he was in a bad mood.

The walls of the old house were not soundproof, so it was good that the room next door was empty. Now that the two sparrows were living in the house, they could not argue like they did in the company. Just as he was thinking, his stomach suddenly spasmed, and that twitching pain... It made his face instantly turn white. At the same time, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took it out and saw that the caller was Yan Zhengyuan.

"Hello..."

As soon as the call connected, someone knocked on the other side of the phone, knocking on the door, knocking on the door, knocking on the door, knocking on the door... The sound was long and short, as if the underground party had sent out a secret signal.

"Xuan, why isn't Zhengyuan's studio the first choice for this talent show? "

"Because..."

He kowtowed.

"Because of what? Could it be that there is something that you are dissatisfied with on my side? ! Or did you do it on purpose..."

"Zhengyuan is not as good as Dongfang, be it recording equipment or people."

" You! You are still targeting me like this? ! When your mother was still alive... "

He kowtowed.

Yan Xuan pressed down on his aching abdomen, and Yan Zhengyuan mentioned his mother, causing him to lose all his patience. He hung up the phone and let go of the hand on his abdomen. He straightened his waist and opened the door that was constantly making noise.

When the door opened, Lyi Yan was slightly stunned. The figure of the Backlight was tall and imposing. It pressed down directly, making it hard for people to breathe. Although she did not read much, Grandfather and Grandma had told her a lot about benevolence, benevolence, wisdom, and thrifty principles since she was young. Then, since they were neighbors, it meant that at least for a period of time in the future, they would look up and not lower their heads to see each other. If she was taught a lesson like a grandson from the beginning, how would they get along with each other in the future?

"Hello, please apologize to me and my friends!"

"Apologize?"

"At this time of the day, it's not the eighth morning of Qing-er, and it's not the afternoon break. Third it's not late at night, it's our right to speak normally! Furthermore, if you want to argue, that slam on the door just now was the real fight. Extremely rude!"

... ""

To be honest, Yan Xuan was slightly choked. However, under the opponent's machine gun firing speed, he was in a bad mood. It became even worse! In fact, it was better than being harsh, unreasonable, and could be compared to him. There really weren't many.

"I know manners, but it depends on the person. Just because I'm not sleeping doesn't mean I don't need peace. The reason why I broke the door was because you guys disturbed me first. It's true that you have the right to speak, but it affects others making them feel noisy. You should be quiet instead of continuing to argue here!"

"Heh! If others are talking, you can argue with them. If you have the ability, go and buy a house on the mountain to live in seclusion! Since they are neighbors, shouldn't they understand each other? I see! If you say you're sorry, I'll be more careful in the future and try to speak in a softer voice!"

Lyi Yan felt that she had already done her best. In fact, her voice was not that loud. This man who made a big fuss over a small matter and did not have any grace to speak of was really one of the most outstanding ones!

In the end, bang!

The door was slammed hard again. If Soong Yiyi had not reacted quickly and pulled her, it was hard to say whether her face would have turned into a pancake on the door.

"Hey! How can there be a man like you! It was completely inexplicable! Let me tell you! I will speak loudly! I am in my own home, I can speak however I want! Go and sue me if you dare!!"

" Forget it, Girl Yan. Forget it, forget it. Let's go. We still have to take care of uncle... "

Yan Xuan's back was against the door, and his hands were pressed against his stomach. He bent down awkwardly, and the phone in his pocket vibrated again. He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was still Yan Zhengyuan. It was a pincer attack from both inside and outside. He really did not want to stop.

"Hello..."

"What's the matter with hanging up the phone? Zhengyuan might not have as good equipment as Dongfang Xin, but Zhengyuan's music producers are all..."

"Zhengyuan is too commercialized. The main purpose of the company this time is to nurture a few young people with nature attributes."

"The company's main purpose? Xuan, don't joke around. Who doesn't know what kind of people the company wants to nurture is up to you to decide. This excuse was too much of a bluff! Hehe, forget it! Anyway, this isn't the first or second time you treat me like this. Music is most afraid of different ideologies. The two of us probably won't be able to get together in this lifetime! And because of your mother, you have so much prejudice against me! It's enough that you don't differentiate between public and private matters!!"

Du du.

This time, it was Yan Zhengyuan who hung up the phone first. Yan Xuan pursed his lips in discomfort. He casually threw the phone onto the sofa and staggered a few steps. He fell on the bed and curled up into a ball, quietly waiting for the intense pain to pass. Fortunately, the guy outside the door had left. Otherwise, he might have gotten angry. He overturned the entire apartment building.

He had clearly come to lie down and rest. Why did it feel even worse?

"To be honest, we haven't received any complaints from this building. Why are you being complained before you move in?"

Lyi Yan said, "If you have the ability, go and sue me." In the end, that bastard really complained about her! He was simply lying through his teeth with his eyes wide open. He was extremely baffled. An evil person would complain about this kind of thing first. It was really impossible to argue with a hundred words!

"I didn't just listen to one side of the story. The other residents also said it. That day, they heard you shouting and yelling in the corridor."

"That's because of him..."

"I'm sorry, we'll be careful in the future. I'm really sorry, I won't do it in the future. "

Soong Yiyi tried to smooth things over and apologized. She pulled Lyi Yan, who looked like a small firecracker, and left the property department of the apartment building.

"Ah, I am so angry!"

"Alright, alright. Some people are like this. We can't afford to offend them, but we can always hide."

"How can we hide? Neighbors, yeah ~ Neighbors aren't like that..."

"That's in G City. If it's here, it wouldn't be strange if the neighbors never speak in their lives."

"Eh? How could it be like this?"

"As the saying goes, when one has a different path, one does not work together. Come, I'll treat you to a good meal. I don't care about these annoying things ~ "

"Yes, Little Bun. It didn't affect your father's company, right?"

"No, no. It's just a small matter. It doesn't matter."

Hence, Lyi Yan suffered a silent loss in this matter, but there was nothing she could do about it. After all, she lived in the dormitory of another company's employees. If they continued to argue, it would definitely be bad for Uncle Song's company, so it would not be too late for her to take revenge for ten years. She decided to endure it for now and find a suitable opportunity to get it back in the future.

The small disturbance was quickly forgotten, and her life continued to be as calm as water. Soong Yiyi accompanied her to buy a bed and a sofa bed. She also bought a practical closet, a simple washing machine, a small refrigerator, and other daily necessities. When these things were moved into the house, Lyi Yan was still thinking if she met that bastard again. What should she do? In the end, she did not meet him again after a few rounds. The door of the house next door was tightly locked, as if... he did not come back often to live in it?

Lyi Yan was very happy that she officially had a home. In addition, Lyi Faang's postoperative recovery was not bad, and he was about to be discharged from the hospital. She was even more happy every day. When she was cleaning the "Fei City," she unconsciously hummed a tune. But life was like this sometimes. You felt that it was difficult to deal with. It suddenly stops, you think it stops... It suddenly gives you that one moment.

"If you don't feel comfortable, then rest. Why are you fighting so hard?"

"Boss Li said Amy. That black female singer took a leave of absence from him first. It's not like tonight's bar is empty and no one is singing. This is the specialty of 'Africa City'. Customers will be unhappy."

"But your voice is so hoarse. How can you sing?"

"That's why I asked you for help."

"Me? No way, I really can't. I can't sing."

"Girl Yan, just this once. Please ~ I can rest when Amy comes back tomorrow. The key is that she applied for leave first, so I can't just leave her alone. Boss Li took care of us so well. Wouldn't it be bad to make things difficult for him? "

"But I..."

" It's not that you can't sing, right? "

"You can sing, you can sing, but..."

"How about this, write down the song you can sing and let the guests choose. It really isn't hard, that little stage..."

"Boss Li, can't you find someone else to answer first?"

"The scariest thing is not to find someone else to help you in an emergency. The worst thing is that Boss Li won't let me sing in the future. I look very unreliable and troublesome like this. What do you think? "

"No way. People will get sick after eating grains. It's not like you don't want to sing like this on purpose."

"You don't understand. This society is cruel."

"Little Bun..."

Basically, Lyi Yan belonged to the category of stubborn and soft-hearted. When she saw Soong Yiyi's anxious look, she almost cried. She naturally could not leave it at that. Putting aside the friendship between the two of them, just the days she had been in B City... Soong Yiyi had helped him from left to right. There was no reason for her not to help him with such a small matter. Although in that aspect, she was still quite conflicted...

"Little Bun, do you think this will work? I won't go on stage, but I will sing from behind. Because facing the spotlight, I can't sing."

"It should be possible. I will go and ask Boss Li."

After that, the matter was decided. Lyi Yan completely did not know what it meant when she used her voice this time.

After the stomachache, there would always be a low fever. Such a rhythm. Yan Xuan was basically used to it. After tidying up a bit and turning off the computer, the plans on the table were almost done. He would perfect it tomorrow. There would be no problem to submit the draft. Just as he was about to get off work and go home, his phone rang again. The phone call photos that Eric had added to his phone flashed. It looked very funny.

"Boss Yan, I have encountered a problem that is difficult to solve."

"What problem?"

"It's about music. I can't explain it over the phone. Can you give me some time and help me?" asked Wang Yao.

"Your manager also knows about music. He..."

"How can he compare to you? Boss Yan, I'm about to release my album, but I met with difficulties. It looks so pitiful, could it be that you didn't save me?"

"... " Alright, I'll help you."

"Hey, give me some time for the night. I'll wait for your call ~"

"Tonight. I'm a bit free tonight."

"OK, the usual place will not disappear ~"

Yan Xuan ate something at the staff restaurant and drove to Fei City. He was happy to deal with music problems. It was okay to say that he was skilled. After all, he was a musician. When he arrived at Fei City, Eric was already waiting for him in a corner. He was still wearing sunglasses and a hat, but this time there was no one else. There was only one Eric.

"Tell me, what's the problem?" Yan Xuan went straight to the point. He treated time with extreme harshness.

"Emotional problem ~" Eric did not seem to be in a hurry. He leisurely drank the black tea, looking very elegant.

"Emotion problem?" Yan Xuan frowned slightly. At this time, Boss Li, who was familiar with them, personally brought warm lemon water to Yan Xuan.

They were two very special guests. When they came to the bar, they did not drink. One drank black tea and the other drank lemon water.

"Yeah, it's so sad to have never been in a relationship. Sing a song about love. I just don't feel like it ~" Eric lazily leaned against the sofa. Every time he was in front of Yan Xuan, he always acted like a child and acted like a spoiled child.

... "" Yan Xuan looked slightly embarrassed. Speaking of love, he was also a loner now.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Due to some special reasons, the singers invited today are not allowed to go on stage to sing for everyone. But they will still sing at the back of the stage. Fei Cheng promises not to use the CD and will definitely sing live. The song list is on the server's side. Friends who want to order a song, don't stand on ceremony." Boss Li politely apologized to the customers, then turned around and went to work.

The guests' reactions were different. Eric was a little surprised by what had happened to the little princess, while Yan Xuan was deeply immersed in the question of "how to sing a love song without dating" and organized his thoughts.

When the music started, a slightly nervous and awkward voice slowly entered his ears, like a field full of daffodils, blooming in an instant.