The Widow King's Handbook

Chapter 24

Seeing that Jiang Yan agreed, Zhou Yuening's complexion visibly brightened.

"Okay, wait for me for a while, I'll get something." Zhou Yuening ran out while talking.

After Luo Luo and Miao Xi watched Zhou Yuening leave with strange expressions, they turned their eyes straight on Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan leaned lazily against the door frame, and waited for Zhou Yuening with his hands folded in front of his chest. After feeling the sight of the two, he glanced to the side.

The eyes of the two are very gossip.

Jiang Yan: "...what are you doing?"

Before the two of them could answer, Zhang Tingxi walked over with a sulky face. Seeing that Miao Xi was blocking her way, she stretched out her hand to push her away, gave her a sideways look, and said, "It's blocking my way, get out of the way."

Miao Xi looked puzzled, and silently patted the place where Zhang Tingqian touched her.

When Zhang Tingxi passed by Jiang Yan, she did not forget to give him a look.

Jiang Yan was almost used to being stared at by her.

As soon as Zhang Tingqian stepped out of the door, Zhou Yuening hurried downstairs with a guitar.

Zhou Yuening casually glanced at Zhang Tingqian, ran to Jiang Yan, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go."

Seeing that Zhou Yuening didn't pay her any attention, Zhang Tingqian immediately frowned, and rushed straight up in a fit of anger.

She lowered her body and took the initiative so many times, is this the reaction of Zhou Yuening?

A person whose rank is not as good as hers still throws a face at him?

Zhang Tingqian was so angry that she almost gritted her teeth.

Jiang Yan straightened up, looked down at the guitar in Zhou Yuening's hand, and tilted his head somewhat unexpectedly.

Zhou Yuening gave way to the side, walked out side by side with Jiang Yan, said with a smile, "Let's just take a walk around, I've lived here for so long and haven't taken a good look around, the environment here is pretty good."

"Hmm." Jiang Yan nodded without saying anything.

Zhang Tingqian put down the legs that were stepping on the steps, looked thoughtfully at the backs of the two people leaving, and after a while snorted coldly, seeing the two people walking away, she raised her heels and followed them up.

The trees on both sides are lush, and there are occasional breezes that blow over the outlines of the plants. The mountains in the distance are covered with large clusters of rich green.

Jiang Yan glanced at Zhou Yuening next to him, seeing that he didn't intend to speak up, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Just walk?"

"Ah." Zhou Yuening's mind has been distracted since he stepped out of the courtyard, and his eyes wandered to Jiang Yan a few times, and then he quickly took them back.

After being asked by Jiang Yan, Zhou Yuening came back to his senses in an instant, and his brain began to run rapidly. After a while of deliberation, he said: "...No."

Jiang Yan: "..."

After waiting for a long time for these two words, Jiang Yan looked back at Zhou Yuening speechlessly.

Zhou Yuening pushed his glasses, and quickly glanced at Jiang Yan.

"Well, there is actually something else." Zhou Yuening was silent for a while before opening his mouth, "In fact, I don't just like singing, I also like creating, or I prefer creating..."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhou Yuening to suddenly change the topic to this.

"Ah, then what?"

Zhou Yuening tightened his grip on the guitar strap, and continued: "Well, I wrote a song recently, and I want to ask, can I sing this song at your concert."

Zhou Yuening seemed to be afraid of Jiang Yan's refusal, and he didn't dare to look up at Jiang Yan when he was speaking. After he finished speaking, he was eager to know Jiang Yan's reaction, so he carefully raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan's expression was very relaxed, and there was no emotion on his expression. He just curled up his lips and smiled when he caught Zhou Yuening's eyes secretly looking at him.

Zhou Yuening panicked for a second, and heard her own heartbeat clearly again.

"Can I listen to it for you?" Zhou Yuening took off the guitar on his back and said nervously.

Jiang Yan nodded, keeping his gaze focused on Zhou Yuening.

He was also very curious about Zhou Yuening's creative talent and level.

Zhou Yuening was a little nervous being stared at by Jiang Yan, and his preparations were hurried and flustered. It took him a while to get ready, raised his head and nodded at Jiang Yan, and said, "Then I started?"

"Ah."

Zhou Yuening lowered his head halfway, looked at the ground with vacant eyes, and plucked the strings with his fingers.

It was very quiet in the woods, only the voice of Zhou Yuening singing was left in the emptiness.

Jiang Yan was a little surprised, he didn't expect Zhou Yuening's creation to be so complete.

Listening to Zhou Yuening's singing up close is different from the last time I heard it in the backyard.

Without the noise of the equipment, Zhou Yuening's voice sounds more youthful and youthful, and the partial arrangement is somewhat sad and affectionate. The two complement each other, which is surprisingly harmonious.

Buzzing.

Zhou Yuening's slender hands moved away from the slender and tough strings.

"Brother Jiang, how do you feel?" Zhou Yuening looked up at Jiang Yan and asked expectantly.

"Very good." Jiang Yan spoke after a while.

Jiang Yan is actually not very good at complimenting people, and he picked out this word after searching in his poor boasting vocabulary.

But Zhou Yuening seemed a little disappointed, her raised lips drooped.

His disappointment was a bit too obvious. Jiang Yan found out and stretched out his hand to scratch his cheek. After struggling with the words for a while, he continued: "Maybe you will write a song for me next time."

Zhou Yuening looked up at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan's round almond eyes were curved together, and the dimple on the left cheek was faintly visible, as if he remembered something, Jiang Yan added, "But I don't know if I can invite you when the time comes."

Zhou Yuening's eyes lit up instantly, and his lips curled up involuntarily. After desperately suppressing the joy that was about to burst out, he said in a hoarse voice: "If you invite me, I will definitely go."

"Okay." Jiang Yan thought that Zhou Yuening was just being polite, so he replied casually with a smile.

Seemingly hearing Jiang Yan's perfunctory, Zhou Yuening looked sideways at Jiang Yan again, his eyes full of seriousness.

"I'm serious, as long as it's you, I will definitely go."

Jiang Yan froze for a moment, looked at Zhou Yuening for a few seconds, then blinked, and silently looked away.

Zhou Yuening felt weird.

Jiang Yan didn't reply to him again, he changed the subject directly, pointed in the direction of the hut and said, "Let's go, let's go back."

Zhou Yuening couldn't detect Jiang Yan's response, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he cheered up and said, "Okay, let's go."

As soon as Jiang Yan returned to the hut, Zhang Tingxi hurried upstairs.

Jiang Yan looked at it twice, didn't pay much attention, and walked into the living room, Zhou Yuening and Jiang Yan said something, and went upstairs with the guitar.

"What did you two do?" Seeing Jiang Yan came back, Miao Xi immediately leaned over and gossiped.

Jiang Yan glanced at her and replied, "Just take a walk, what else can I do?"

Miao Xi clicked his tongue meaningfully.

Jiang Yan was puzzled.

After Zhang Tingqian returned to the room, she immediately locked the door, turned on her mobile phone and found the document that was recorded just now. She listened carefully with breathless breath, and frowned when she found that some places were not clear.

Zhang Tingqian pulled the progress bar to the beginning after listening to it once, and listened to it again, and immediately shared the recording with her manager after listening.

It didn't take long for the agent to call.

"Ting Qian? What did you send me?" The manager wondered.

Zhang Tingqian rolled her eyes and said, "Isn't Tingxuan a bad song? Didn't I just find him a song?"

"But, this, the recording..." The manager felt that the situation was a bit wrong, he hesitated.

Zhang Tingqian directly misunderstood what he meant, and interrupted the manager's words with a frown, "Are those producers in the company just for nothing? The recording is a bit unclear, can't they change it? Can't write songs, now Give them ready-made ones, and they can't handle it well?"

"That's not what I meant." The manager wiped the sweat from his brow, and didn't know where to start to explain for a moment.

"Okay, okay, don't talk to me anymore, hurry up and send it to the group of people who eat dry food, you can't afford to wait for Tingxuan, do you understand?" Zhang Tingqian's tone became more and more sharp, "That's it , I hung up."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the manager to reply, and hung up the phone directly.

"That's a lot of bullshit." Zhang Tingqian muttered, and angrily threw the phone on the bed.

Just as Jiang Yan was about to go upstairs to rest for a while, the WeChat bell rang.

Jiang Yan took out his phone and took a look, but was a little surprised when he found out that it was Fu Nanxing.

They had added WeChat half a month ago, and today was the first time they had a conversation.

Fu Nanxing: Are you free?Come out for a meal?

Jiang Yan stared at this message for a while, and then replied indifferently after a while.

Jiang Yan: No.

Within two seconds, the opposite party returned a message.

Fu Nanxing: My agent is also here, and I have notified your agent.

Jiang Yan: "..."

Jiang Yan's mind turned quickly, and he instantly figured out why.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yingdi had to go through procedures when he came to hold a part-time job.

Jiang Yan lowered his head and returned the message.

Jiang Yan: Address.

Fu Nanxing immediately sent an address.

Jiang Yan put away his thoughts of going back to the room to rest, said hello to Miao Xi and the others, and then left. There was no car on the mountain. Jiang Yan sincerely begged the director, and only then did a car from the program crew come.

The place Fu Nanxing chose was a western restaurant, not too far from the hut, it might be convenient for Jiang Yan to go there.

As soon as Jiang Yan arrived, he was ushered into the box by the waiter who was waiting outside.

Fu Nanxing and his manager were already waiting inside.

Fu Nanxing was wearing a black suit, and his figure was tall and straight. Even if he was sitting, he could feel that his legs should be very long.

Jiang Yan moved his eyes to the side, and saw a short and fat figure sitting beside Fu Nanxing.

"Hello, Jiang Yan." The chubby man immediately stood up when he found Jiang Yan, smiled and extended his hand to Jiang Yan, "I am Nan Xing's manager, Ma Zhengtai."

"Hello." Jiang Yan reached out to shake Ma Zhengtai's hand, and nodded politely to him.

Fu Nanxing stretched out her palm to the seat next to her, signaling Jiang Yan to sit down.

Jiang Yan didn't refuse, and took a seat beside him generously.

After a while, the door of the box was pushed open again, and Lu Ming hurried in. He stopped when he saw a room full of people, and immediately raised his posture, and walked to the dining table step by step in a leisurely manner.

"Hello, Lu Ming." Lu Ming first bowed slightly to Fu Nanxing, and extended his hand to say hello.

Fu Nanxing stood up and shook hands with Lu Ming, and said with a smile, "Hello, Fu Nanxing."

Lu Ming smiled, let go and turned to face Ma Zhengtai, "Hello."

"Hello, Ma Zhengtai." Ma Zhengtai stood up again.

After meeting each other, several people sat down.

Ma Zhengtai glanced at Fu Nanxing, coughed, and got straight to the point.

"Well, I won't turn too many corners. I'm here mainly for the fact that Nan Xing went to Jiang Yan's concert as... as a security guard."

When talking about the three words of being a security guard, Ma Zhengtai couldn't help but get stuck, took a deep breath to calm down, and then continued to finish the sentence.

Lu Ming also moved his butt uncomfortably, feeling quite restless.

Never has a business deal been so painful.

Lu Ming couldn't help but glared at Jiang Yan.

"Well, I know." Lu Ming pondered for a long time before opening his mouth.

"After all, it was proposed by our Nan Xing. Personally, I definitely have no objection." Ma Zhengtai gritted his teeth and said this sentence, "But there are still some small requirements, I need to confirm with you, is that okay? ?”

"Yes, you can say." Lu Ming nodded politely.

Fu Nanxing glanced sideways at Ma Zhengtai.

Ma Zhengtai said: "After all, there are a lot of people in the concert, and there are mixed people. Nan Xing's safety must be put in the most important place, and if he can be tightly guarded, he should be tightly guarded, and try not to be recognized by others. ..."

Ma Zhengtai babbled a lot, all of which were trivial things. After listening to Lu Ming for a long time, he still didn't hear what he was most concerned about. When Ma Zhengtai said he was tired and drank water, Lu Ming Finding the right time, he asked, "The salary of Fu Yingdi..." Lu Ming paused, and quickly changed the wording, "How about the appearance fee?"

Ma Zhengtai froze for a moment, he really didn't think about it.

Ma Zhengtai turned to look at Fu Nanxing.

Fu Nanxing listened to the conversation between the two managers with lowered eyes, and raised her eyelids to look at Lu Ming after hearing Lu Ming's question, with a slight smile in her deep pool-like eyes.

"Friendly price." Fu Nanxing hooked his lips and said with a smile, "No charge."

Ma Zhengtai: "..."

Look at your worthless look.

What a shame, Ma Zhengtai covered his forehead in shame.