Chapter 105: Feng Kun returns to China
Chapter 105 Feng Kun returns to China
Although Xu Fosheng is an entertainment reporter, he also has his own group of die-hard fans.
Those fans who loved her vicious and sharp writing skills felt that something was fishy when they saw that she was uncharacteristically praising Ye Xingling but not belittling anyone. How could their Buddha not curse? There must be something hidden... for sure!
Let’s carry forward the spirit of the Eight Diagrams and study between the lines—
Silence is a kind of education, so what about not being silent?
“If you are not silent, you will naturally have no tutoring.” Sister Maina chuckled, crossing her slender legs and sitting elegantly on the sofa in Xia Ling’s room, with Er Mao lying docilely at her feet.
During this period, Sister Maina often came to see Xia Ling, and she even became familiar with Er Mao. Uncle Ermao is a pet who only waits for others to serve. He is arrogant when facing classmate Xia Xiaoling, but when facing Sister Maina, he is as well-behaved as a little kitten.
Xia Xiaoling was very sad, very sad, and glanced resentfully at Uncle Ermao, who was pretending to be a good boy.
Sister Mai Na opened a thin and light laptop and motioned for Xia Ling to come over and take a look: "Look, people on the Internet are saying that compared to you who use silence to protect the weak, Xia Yu is too restless, jumping up and down without saying anything, and even fabricating her illness to deceive the public. , so uneducated.”
Xia Ling pulled down the mouse and saw a flood of messages, all criticizing Xia Yu.
They all came out of the orphanage and were adopted by Boss Pei. How come the late Queen Xia Ling was raised so well, elegant and temperamental, and what about Xia Yu? Compared with my sister, I am in the sky and on the earth.
—That is, how can we compare? It seems that some people are born bad.
—Xia Yu has no quality!
—Xia Yu bitch!
A sound of scolding, fiercely.
Xia Ling browsed through these denunciations at a glance, and suddenly she stopped on a post.
The post published a short video of Xia Yu being secretly filmed. She was escorted by a group of staff as she walked out of the car. A mineral water bottle with its cap unscrewed flew out of the camera and sprayed water on her body. , looking extremely embarrassed.
There was a roar of applause. Occasionally, a few die-hard Xia Yu fans tried their best to protect their idols, but because they were outnumbered, they were quickly submerged in the torrential flood.
“Are you happy?” Sister Maina asked with a smile.
Few people know that she and Xu Fosheng have been good friends for many years and rarely use this relationship. This time, for Xia Ling's sake, she specifically asked Xu Fosheng to publish this report. On the one hand, it was to praise Xia Ling, and on the other hand, it was to trample on Xia Yu.
Xia Ling was very grateful to Sister Maina, but her mood was a bit complicated, as if she had spent all her strength to win a battle, and what was left was only emptiness and exhaustion. I can’t say whether I am happy or not, I just feel that things are unpredictable. Not long ago, the public believed the rumors and cursed her to death with passion. But now, they believe the hype of Sister Maina and others and use the same extreme attitude towards Xia. rain.
Sister Maina looked at her expression and said slowly: "Xiao Ling, being soft-hearted to the enemy is being cruel to yourself."
Xia Ling was startled, silent for a moment, and nodded.
Actually, she is not soft-hearted, she just feels that the world is so absurd, exaggerated and unreal. One second can lift a person to the sky, and the next second he will fall heavily. She just wants to make music and live a simple life, but why do some messy things always come to her?
Sister Maina patted her on the shoulder: "You just need to make good music, and the company will handle everything else for you."
She felt a sense of gratitude in her heart, yes, this time it was thanks to Sister Maina and Li Lei.
Without them, she wouldn't be able to handle it alone.
Xia Ling’s popularity has reached a new level because of Xu Fosheng’s report.
Correspondingly, Xia Yu’s popularity has hit rock bottom. Having her car smashed into a car or losing a mineral water bottle is not a big deal. The most fatal thing is that she was rejected by many notices, especially in advertising endorsements. No one dared to use an artist with such a negative image, even her The music cannot be used as background music for any programs and activities. Many media have predicted that Xia Yu, the new star that the emperor highly praised, will fall.
However-
Who gave her a good sister?
A few days later.
Entertainment news has been overwhelmingly reporting on one thing: Feng Kun, the emperor’s chief music producer and Queen Xia Ling’s royal music producer during her lifetime, returned from vacation abroad.
Sister Maina had a complicated expression when she heard the news: "Now, Xia Yu is saved."
Xia Ling looked at her puzzled.
Sister Maina sighed and said, "Do you know what he came back to do?"
Xia Ling shook her head.
Sister Maina: “Can you care more about entertainment news?!”
Xia Ling looked at her aggrievedly. She had no interest and no time... Ever since the holiday ended, she had been raped by Wei Shaoyin. She had been working hard day and night to make progress. She wished she could use one day as 48 hours. Where did she come from? Time to follow entertainment news?
"Forget it..." Sister Maina also knew that she was busy, so she sighed, "Feng Kun has been making music for Xia Ling for ten years since she debuted, and during this period, she has not accepted a song from anyone else. So, you can Imagine his status in the hearts of Xia Ling's fans. Since Xia Ling's death, he made a debut song for Xia Yu for her sake, and then went abroad and disappeared.
"I suddenly returned to China this time, and as soon as I came back, I announced that I would be arranging "Butterfly in the Cage". With such a big news, who would have the patience to pay attention to Xia Yu's trivial matters?"
"Butterfly in a Cage".
Xia Ling's expression became complicated.
She remembered her song so well—it was the last encore song she sang before she was murdered on stage in her previous life. This song was not on the pre-arranged repertoire of the concert, and had not even been made public before that. Not even her music producer Feng Kun, manager Chu Chen, or all the staff knew about it. its existence.
This is the only song she composed during the year she was imprisoned by Pei Ziheng.
Flyless butterfly/imprisoned in a spider web/broken wings/last song…
Flyless butterfly/Spreading spider web/Blood-stained wings/Ashes of wishes…
Close your eyes, and the broken melody easily echoes in your mind. She once crawled at Pei Ziheng's feet wearing thin gauze clothes that could not protect her body, kissed the uppers of his shoes with trembling lips, and cried and begged him to give her a pen and paper so that she could survive the long and despairing imprisonment. Write something down during your cage life...Only in that way can you find the slightest feeling of being alive.
He graciously gave her a quill and a sheaf of soft white paper.
He placed them on the rug by the window, far away from her. She had to straighten the gold chain around her ankle, strain her body for a long time, and then hold back the pain of tearing her limbs, before she could write out the melody bit by bit.
(End of this chapter)