The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 114 New Song (two more)

  Walking out of the gate of the detention center, Ming Jing looked up at the sky.

  The clouds are densely covered, like an upside-down cauldron, which makes people’s hearts dull.

  Lawyer Wang looked into the mirror and walked over and said respectfully: "Miss, do you want to apply for a bail pending trial for Mr. Zhu?"

  As long as the company is willing to pay a huge deposit for him, he can apply for bail pending trial in his current case without specific evidence.

   "No, he is willing to confess in prison and redeem his sins."

  Lawyer Wang no longer said more, this girl is more unfeeling than he thought.

   also cannot be called unfeeling. He could not think of a suitable adjective. There is no fault in theory for everything about the eldest lady. A bad person is punished due to it, which conforms to the social public order.

  But she is a daughter.

In the car back, Xu Huan called. Zhou Ling’s case was very tricky. There were many forces in the middle that hindered the normal order of case handling. Of course, Xu Huan can’t say these things bluntly, but this is what everyone knows. Clear.

"Ding Spiegel, these intertwined forces are difficult for us to penetrate overnight. The only thing we can do now is to let Zhou Ling die silently, otherwise this woman will continue to bite you like a mad dog." Zheng Qing sighed, this world There are still many things that can't be done.

  Ding Jing looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window, her eyes gradually deepened.

   "In fact, there is another way, but depending on your personality, you probably won't adopt it."

  Ming Jing hooked her lips: "Your aggressive method is very clumsy."

   "Ah, I can see it by you, I doubt it, did you put a radar in my head, otherwise you know what I think? It's terrible."

   "Because you want me to know."

  "Are you a philosopher? Every sentence seems to make sense."

   "There is an incoming call, I'll talk later." Ming Jing hung up Zheng Qing's call.

   "Hello, Miss, I am Mrs. Jiang’s assistant Zhou Xue, do you remember?"

  The light in the mirror flickered slightly, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened.

   "Hello, Assistant Zhou."

  "Ms. Zhu has acquired an antique vase. I specially invite Miss Zhu to come to the house to appraise the treasure tomorrow afternoon. Can Miss Zhu have time?"

   "Madam invites you, it is a great honor."

   "May you be polite, Miss, then let's say it, tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock, Madam will be waiting for you at home."

   "Ding Spiegel is here as promised."

  Hang up the phone, Ming Jing twisted her eyebrows and thought deeply.

  Ms. Jiang’s call came in time, and the feeling of being stared at was very uncomfortable.

  ——

  The 29th is a very special day for Jiangzhou.

  It is also a very lively day for the entertainment industry.

  Media and fans from all over the country rushed to Jiangzhou one after another. Two days ago, some long-distance fans arrived. Jiangzhou’s major hotels were full, and even Internet cafes around the stadium were full.

  Qu Feitai was engaged in intense rehearsals in the last two days. He proposed to sing a new song temporarily, but the stage director resolutely denied it. This is too crazy. At the last moment, it is a huge challenge for everyone.

   "I only need five minutes, no band, no dancers, I, add a guitar, a mic, this is a very important song to me."

  The young boy’s low voice was loud and loud, and it was quickly covered up in the noisy background.

  The stage director looked at the firmness in the bright eyes of the young man. The intense enthusiasm belonging to the young man reminded him of his youth, and finally nodded hard.

  "Only five minutes, the time in the venue is stuck for even a second. I hope this song is worthy of everyone's sacrifice for the past few days."

  Qu Feitai smiled confidently: "Five minutes is enough."

  During rehearsal, Qu Feitai took a guitar and sat in the middle of the stage near the auditorium with Li Mai in front of him.

  Finger plucked the strings of the guitar, and the crisp sound of the strings broke through the air. The staff gathered together and peeked out from the background.

  Most of them are young people, either fans of Qufeitai or his fans.

  At the beginning, he was prejudiced, working together for so long, dedicated and humble attitude, let everyone admire him early.

  Now that I can hear the new songs of Qufeitai, everyone is crazy happy.

  If you didn’t sign a non-disclosure agreement, you can’t post on Weibo or tell friends, the Internet would have been flying all over the sky long ago.

  A few sweet or bright-looking girls walked into the background, and they stopped at the same time when they heard the sound of strings.

   "Chuchu Weining, you are here." The stage director greeted him, only to feel that the eyes were bright, these girls have their own merits, and the people who watched them were dazzled.

  These people are just the junior and sister of Qu Feitai's same company, the girl Tian Tuan——superstar.

   is also a special guest of Qu Feitai’s concert tonight.

Do you need guests for Qu Feitai’s concert? Of course you don’t. It’s not that the manager of this women’s group begged grandpa to tell grandma to force it in. She was scolded to death by Qu Feitai’s fans. Suck blood.

  Bai Weining raised her **** to her lips, “Shhh, let’s listen to Brother Qu’s new song.”

  Along with the accompaniment, it was a low voice of a teenager. Although the lyrics were not heard, the bright genre made everyone refreshing. There was an illusion of spring breeze coming, the grass is flying, and the cherry blossoms are fascinating.

   As the saying goes, spring is here, everything is revived, and it’s the season of animal mating...

  This is a season when all animal hormones are soaring. People are advanced animals and follow the ways of heaven. It is also a good season to fall in love.

   "Wow, this tune is so good, I really want to fall in love..."

   "Woo, my Qushen is worthy of being a god, can people write such tunes? It has been three years, and every year he is said to be exhausted, but the result is more powerful than once. Qushen is the eternal god."

  A few girls in the background got together and discussed excitedly, their eyes fixed on the back of the front stage.

  You can imagine how crazy the scene will be when you sing this song live tonight.

   "But, don't you think this is very different from Qushen's previous style?" A girl said calmly.

   "It's good to change the style. It proves that our Qushen is all-rounder, and we can hold all styles."

   "Yeah, I can follow the style of jazz, rock, and ethnicity. Now such a sweet love style is more grounded. I love this style too much."

   "Why did the song **** suddenly change his style? Or is it such a sweet love style?"

  Everyone looked at each other, and in the end it boils down to the sudden emergence of the gods of music, after all, the world of geniuses cannot be imagined.

   "This new song is very pleasantly surprised. It is indeed different from Qushen's previous style." Huang Chuchu said.

  Bai Wining smiled and said: "Yes, I can hear it tonight, I look forward to it, you guys, who did Brother Qu write to?"

  Anne patted Bai Wening on the shoulder: "Could it be that it was written to us? Haha."

  She laughed as she spoke.

  Entertainment Surfing Guide is an entertainment big V with millions of fans on Weibo. He knows the inside story of the entertainment circle and can always get first-hand news, so he has countless calf hairs.

  At 12:30 noon, the entertainment circle surfing guide posted a photo with the text: Your brother’s new song is here, see you tonight!

  The tone of this photo is adjusted to a simple black and white. The back photo of a teenager sitting on the stage, regardless of the tone, composition or light and shadow, creates a deep sense of loneliness.

  ——Fuck, isn’t this my **** Ouba? This wide shoulders and narrow waist, where the thin cloth can hide it, brother awsl's waistline is so amazing!

--what? Did I only notice the word new song? Could it be that my brother's new song will be sung live tonight? Oh, the fans at the scene are so happy, even those who didn't grab the tickets can only squat on the web live broadcast.

  ——The countdown to the concert is six hours and fifty-two minutes, every second is like a year, brother, I can’t wait to listen to new songs.

  ——According to the crew of the rehearsal site, the style of this new song has changed. It is absolutely beyond everyone’s imagination. In a word, yyds, the **** of music.

  This comment was instantly liked to the top of the comment list, with tens of thousands of responses, all of which are fans asking about the style of the new song.

  Ten minutes later, the new song of Qufeitai’s concert climbed to the third most searched item, and the popularity was amazing.

  Qufeitai’s concert was not broadcast before it became popular. The number of concert reservations on the entire network platform broke the historical record. The last record was also created by Qufeitai. Only himself can break the record of Qufeitai.

  The major entertainment forums have also begun to warm up. Those star airport shows and selfie marketing are all misfired. At this time, choosing marketing is the most stupid behavior.

  Those who bought the hot search, suddenly saw the hot search on Qufeitai, and thought that it was Qufeitai’s concert tonight. They miscalculated, so they urgently contacted the agent to withdraw the hot search, and did not give Bai to the marketing company.

  Fighting with Qu Feitai head-on, is seeking a dead end.

  (End of this chapter)