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"What?"
Gu Wanyan spit out these two words again subconsciously. Compared with the impatience and doubts before, she is now surprised and unbelievable. She looked at Ji Xiuzhu with wide eyes, feeling puzzled by what he just blurted out.
Those words just now should not have come from the mouth of this glamorous man.
He is indifferent and noble, gentle and elegant, and is a modest gentleman in the eyes of everyone.
Even if Gu Wanyan couldn't be friends with him, she never questioned his character, but now this man actually said such words.
Ji Xiuzhu's lips were pale and pursed into a straight line, his brows were frowning with deep melancholy and pain, and the struggle in his eyes seemed to tear him apart and reassemble him.
That was his bottom line and worldview. After 32 years of perseverance, it finally collapsed on this day.
I will write a song for you.
I can make you famous.
I will give you whatever you want¡ª¡ª
Before meeting Gu Wanyan, Ji Xiuzhu never thought that one day he would compromise with someone to such an extent. He personally erased his bottom line and redefined it in front of her. This process was difficult for him And painful.
Gu Wanyan looked at him fixedly, and said softly: "Ji Xiuzhu, do you think from the bottom of your heart that I am a plagiarism, vain, vicious sister who bullies my sister?"
Her tone was so determined that Ji Xiuzhu couldn't say "no". Because he seemed to subconsciously think so too.
Gu Wanyan smiled suddenly, the corners of her lips were full of sarcasm, she withdrew her hand, raised her chin, her eyebrows were like snow in the distant mountains, with an incomparable aloofness,
"If you think so, then think so, but I still have to say, I can write the song myself, I think Hong is also very simple, and I don't need your so-called help."
There was deep fatigue between Ji Xiuzhu's brows. Hearing this, he raised his head and curled his fingers into fists: "So, even if you want to "support yourself", you don't want to accept me, do you?"
Whose help is she willing to accept?
Ji Xiuzhu's mind flashed through the man she had dinner with in Australia, Shen Yuqi who was close to her, and the new sponsor she wanted to meet.
Just without Ji Xiuzhu.
For a moment, his heart was so dark that he even said that sentence uncontrollably.
Gu Wanyan smiled: "This has nothing to do with Mr. Ji, does it?"
Ji Xiuzhu closed his eyes, as if he had been sucked out of energy for an instant, his heart was aching, and his fingers no longer had the strength to lift up and grab her.
The footsteps behind him gradually faded away, Ji Xiuzhu's shoulder touched the cold wall, his heart felt like being scratched by the tip of a knife, the pain was like gouging out flesh, and he could only pant continuously to relieve it.
When Ye Wei called, he couldn't breathe for a moment, and the person on the other end of the phone heard something strange.
"Xiu Zhu, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Ji Xiuzhu kept his voice steady, "Are you going to fly to Paris?"
"Well, there is a high-end press conference that requires you to attend." Ye Wei reported to him the upcoming itinerary, "Didn't you go to see the teacher today? Do I need to reserve a little more time for you? It doesn't matter if you fly later today .¡±
"No need." Ji Xiuzhu's eyelashes trembled slightly, "I'm going to the airport now."
"Okay." Ye Wei didn't say anything, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Xiu Zhu, I know you're usually under a lot of pressure, so you don't have to keep everything in your heart, it would be better if you just talk about it."
She has worked with Ji Xiuzhu for more than ten years, and they are not relatives but they are better than relatives. She can feel the slightest emotional changes of the other party, not to mention that he is showing obvious mood swings now.
There was silence during the call for a long time, only the electric sound of "Zi Zi" came out, just when Ye Wei thought he would not make a sound, the tired voice sounded faintly, but it caught people's heart in an instant, It made my heart feel stuffy.
"Sister Ye, how could I fall in love with such a person?"
In the life he planned step by step in the past, every step he took was clear and definite, but Gu Wanyan, when he was alienated, found that she had already left marks in his heart, which could not be erased or erased.
She is vain, she is playful, she is scheming, and she is vicious. She is a poppy that blooms in the sun. She looks peaceful and peaceful on the surface, but in fact, under her gorgeous appearance is hidden drug addiction, which makes people approach involuntarily while hating her, and degenerates because of it.
Because she lost her mind and stepped on her bottom line, and became the kind of person she hated the most, and accompanied her to sink together, Ji Xiuzhu felt incredible when he recalled the self just now.He doesn't suggest it, but he might do it anyway if she were standing in front of him.
Ye Wei was silent for a while and then said: "Xiu Zhu, remember your identity, think about the fans and fans behind you, since you choose to embark on this path, don't indulge yourself and let them down."
After a long time, there was a gradually quiet voice from the other end,
"I see."
When Gu Wanyan walked out of the office building, she was still a little uneasy. She frowned and rubbed her forehead.
It's all about, every day.
There are often students coming and going in the college. Gu Wanyan lowered her head and prepared to take another path to leave the school. When she passed through the carport behind the teaching building, she saw a familiar figure.
The other party was parking, it was an old bicycle, his back was facing her, with silver hair and a white-washed Chinese tunic suit.
Recalling that the old professor disciplined the students strictly, but was whispered behind his back that his hair would fall out sooner or later, he couldn't help but bend his lips.
Perhaps when he heard the movement, the old man turned his head to look at Gu Wanyan after he parked the car, and frowned at this sight, feeling a little familiar, and couldn't even utter the name on his lips.
"Which class are you in?"
Gu Wanyan smiled helplessly: "Teacher, I have already graduated."
"I know." When she said this, the old professor also remembered, "Gu Wanyan, Class 4, Department of Music Production."
Gu Wanyan was startled, then smiled and said, "Teacher, your memory is still so good."
"It's not bad." The old man couldn't stop his complacency in his eyes, and then coughed lightly, "It's also because you sit in the first row every time, I'm familiar with it."
The "Fugue Writing" he taught is not easy, and it is relatively boring. Most people prefer to sit in the back row of the classroom, so it is convenient to play with their mobile phones. In this way, Gu Wanyan, who always sits in the first row, is especially special. impressive.
"Thank you teacher for remembering me." Gu Wanyan bent her eyes, then seemed to remember something, and asked after deliberation, "Teacher, I want to ask you something, do you still remember? When I was two, I was sick and didn¡¯t come to class, and someone called you to ask for leave for me.¡±
Gu Wanyan was full attendance in class at the beginning, so that absence was particularly impressive. He thought about it carefully and then nodded: "I have this impression."
Gu Wanyan suddenly became a little nervous: "Then, do you still remember the person who called you to ask for leave for me?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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