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Sitting in Feng Shiyao's newly rented house, Xiao Yingying looked at the spacious and bright living room and said happily: "The conditions are much better than before! And the rent is cheaper, which is great!"

"Because it's not in the city center anymore." Feng Shiyao said. "It's even closer to the bar where I sing, and the subway is only two stops away."

"But would your former roommate think that you played big names after you became famous?"

Feng Shiyao shook her head and said, "I just need a relatively independent space to write and practice songs. The room before was not suitable, and the sound insulation was poor, so it was easy to disturb others."

"People will call you an excuse!"

"I don't care what other people think. Besides, my conditions are a little better now. Isn't it normal to change a better living environment for myself? Is it true that I still have to pretend that my life is miserable when I am clearly capable? What's the difference from those who go on the show and let their relatives die all over to gain sympathy?"

"Sister Feng understands people." Xiao Yingying gave Feng Shiyao a thumbs up. "I'm particularly disgusted by those contestants who come to the stage to tell stories. Are they here to participate in the singer's audition or the worst story king's audition?"

Feng Shiyao laughed when she heard Xiao Yingying say that.

This is actually the case in the show she participated in, but it is much better than a few years ago, and more and more viewers don't like it. In the past, when I came to the stage to tell some of my tragic stories and win some sympathy, I could get high popularity in return. So for a while people ridiculed that China's music talent show is basically the same as Zhou Xingchi's "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance" movie. The comparison is not about who sings better, but who is worse.

Why, in order to participate in the competition, my grandpa/grandmother/grandfather/grandmother/father/mother...could not go back when he was critically ill, and had no chance to see my grandpa/grandmother/grandpa/grandmother/father/mother...for the last time, Now for my grandpa/grandmother/grandmother/grandmother/father/mother...I must win the championship, realize my dream, and comfort my grandpa/grandmother/grandpa/grandmother/father/mother...the soul in heaven.

Now with more and more music talent shows, with the popularization of the Internet, and more and more consultations, many contestants can hardly get along by making up stories, and everyone is focusing on singing itself.

In fact, although Feng Shiyao's mother also opposed her going this way, she never said anything about it, whether it was in the audition or in the subsequent video interviews. So until now, everyone doesn't know that she had a big fight with her mother and ran away from home to pursue her music dream.

She always believes that who she is has nothing to do with whether she sings well, and knowing the story behind herself is of little help to listening to her singing.

Good-sounding is good-sounding, and it is good-sounding without any other factors.

She hopes that in the future, she can always rely on her singing voice to achieve her own status and achievements in this industry, instead of relying on other factors for help.

If she was to kneel and lick someone to get affirmation, then she would rather go back to the days of being a resident singer in the bar, at least earn money by her ability, without owed to anyone, and without wronging herself.

Just then the phone rang, Feng Shiyao picked up the phone and went to the bedroom to answer the call.

And Xiao Yingying turned on the wall-mounted TV set in the living room—this was prepared by the landlord—and after adjusting a few channels, she discovered the news about Feng Shiyao.

"...The fourth season of my station's large-scale music talent show "Super Nice" came to an end last night. Amateur singer Feng Shiyao conquered the judges and media representatives with her song "My Dream". The results won the championship of this year's "Super Nice"!"

Then the screen of Feng Shiyao's live performance was broadcast.

When she sang "Because you are my dream, my dream, my dream, because you are my dream", a close-up of her face appeared on TV, and Feng Shiyao in the camera stared affectionately into the distance, The lights of the stage are reflected in the eyes, and the stars are like stars.

In front of her was actually the auditorium, but Xiao Yingying knew that Sister Feng was definitely not looking at the auditorium. Her gaze was 100% over this radio and television studio, across thousands of rivers and mountains, and cast her eyes on that distant place.

Feng Shiyao came back soon after making the phone call. Seeing that Xiao Yingying was watching the live replay of her performance yesterday, she also sat down beside her.

"You sang really well. But when you sang these words, Sister Feng, did you think of a handsome guy?"

Xiao Yingying was also teasing Feng Shiyao, making fun of her relationship with Gao Zheng.

But unexpectedly, Feng Shiyao gave her a very positive answer this time: "Yes, that is."

Xiao Yingying turned her head and looked at her in surprise: "Sister Feng, are you enlightened?"

"What's the trick? I'm telling the truth. This song was written because of him. He has always been the source of courage for me to pursue my dreams. When I am at a loss, think of Gao Zheng, and I will continue to walk bravely. go down..."

Speaking of this, Feng Shiyao saw Xiao Yingying folded her arms and shrank her body.

"What's wrong with you? Are you cold?"

"No, Sister Feng, I have goosebumps..."

Feng Shiyao raised her hand and patted Xiao Yingying.

Xiao Yingying laughed loudly: "You two are so much fun! Now that you have won the championship, can you tell the handsome guy?"

Feng Shiyao shook her head: "No, I don't want to tell him yet."

"Eh? Why?"

"I stood on the stage after singing yesterday, and suddenly felt that I had just touched the door of that world, and it was still far away. A champion in the draft can't explain anything, and I'm afraid it's hard to convince even my mother. I have just started on this road, and I still have no achievements. Let’s talk about it when I have some achievements.”

"No, Sister Feng... what counts as achievement?"

"Release an album and get a good response." Feng Shiyao tilted her head and thought for a while.

At this time the phone rang again, Feng Shiyao made a helpless expression to Xiao Yingying, got up again and went to the bedroom to answer the phone.

And Xiao Yingying was staring at Sister Feng on the TV screen in a daze. She was wearing an evening dress and a beam of light was on. She had never seen Sister Feng like this before. She has always known that Sister Feng is a great beauty, but this is the first time Xiao Yingying has seen such an unbelievably beautiful goddess.

Sister Feng on the stage is really radiant, just like a handsome guy on the court.

No matter how approachable they are in their daily lives, no matter how they look no different from ordinary people, as long as they stand where they should be, the whole person will exude a completely different temperament from usual, as if they were born to belong to There.

A handsome guy is such a person, and so is Sister Feng.

"Sorry, I have too many calls. I don't even know how many calls this is today..." Feng Shiyao came out again and poured water for Xiao Yingying.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yingying suddenly recovered and said to Feng Shiyao: "Sister Feng, if you don't mind, I want to be your assistant."

Feng Shiyao was so frightened that she almost poured out the water.

She took the kettle back and looked at Xiao Yingying with wide eyes: "Xiao Yingying, your mother found you that job with great difficulty. How many relationships did you entrust, how many favors did you owe? Are you crazy?"

Xiao Yingying curled her lips: "That's the job my mother wants me to do. Find a job within the establishment in a small fourth-tier county. The income is not high, but stable. Then find an honest man to marry and have a child for her to hug... ...Live like this for the rest of your life. But it's not the life I want to live, let alone my ideal."

"Then what is your ideal?" Feng Shiyao poured water for Xiao Yingying again.

"My ideal?" Xiao Yingying looked up at Feng Shiyao, and said with a smile, "My ideal is to be beside you, Sister Feng, and watch you become a domestic... no, an international superstar!"

Feng Shiyao really poured out the water this time.

"Don't make trouble!" She hurriedly cleaned up the mess.

"I'm serious." Xiao Yingying also came to help. "I don't like that job. Going to work every day is a grind, and I think about when to leave work every day. I guess my boss also thinks I'm unhappy... I won't go back this time. If you have the ability, just fire me!"

Feng Shiyao put her hand on her forehead: "Your mother will be angry..."

"That's not true. She's not your mother. I told her, and she will agree."

"Then why did you stay at home all the time..."

"Isn't it because I didn't know what I wanted to do at that time? So even though I didn't like it, I didn't know what to do. But now I know what I want to do." Xiao Yingying said with bright eyes.

Seeing her like this, Feng Shiyao couldn't laugh or cry.

"Sister Feng, did you agree? You see that you are so busy now, and you have phone calls one after another. As your reputation increases, it will definitely not be as simple as answering the phone in the future. You have to hire an assistant. Instead of hiring someone yourself Unfamiliar, get used to it again, why don't you give this advantage to your roommate?"

"This is not a cheap business trip..."

"I know, I know, it requires a strong ability to work, execute and communicate, to be able to coordinate all parties, and to be meticulous and patient. I can do all of these, don't worry, Sister Feng. I will definitely not take you I’m sure you will be served more comfortably than the Empress Dowager!” Xiao Yingying patted her chest and said.

Listening to what she said, Feng Shiyao recalled the days when they were studying together in Genoa. Sometimes, in this strange metropolis, she was indeed a little lonely. It would be nice if Xiao Yingying could come and keep her company.

But being an assistant is not about being a friend, it’s not about simply having a good relationship.

She hesitated to voice her concerns.

Xiao Yingying smiled: "So, Sister Feng, you are worried about this. Don't worry, personal relationships are private, and business matters, I still know. I have said it all, and I will not joke about your future, Sister Feng. Let's sign the contract at that time All these must be written in, and work according to the contract. Don't feel sorry for me, and I'm not hypocritical. If I'm really not qualified for this job, you don't need to tell me, I will quit voluntarily. "

Feng Shiyao looked at Xiao Yingying who said so, and sighed: "You are the one who really understands..."