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Feng Shiyao, who had already come here, did not leave in the end. She and Xiao Yingying lived directly in Gao Zheng's home. Neither Feng Shiyao herself nor Gao Zheng's parents felt that this was abnormal. of.

Anyway, the villa that Gao Zheng rented is big enough and has enough rooms.

Two years after Gao Zheng rented this villa, the place finally became lively, and it was no longer just him guarding the vacant house alone.

Although Feng Shiyao said that she was here to accompany and help Gao Zheng, in fact she did not need to do specific things.

In terms of daily life, there are Gao Zheng's parents.

On the professional side, Gao Zheng's agent Viviano.

In fact, there is not much she can do, it is really just to accompany Gao Zheng.

And you can't stay with me 24 hours a day.

Fortunately, she carried a guitar when she came to Spain.

So in many cases, she will use the guitar to write songs.

Although she is no longer in China, it does not mean that she has given up her music dream.

After staying for a week, she and Xiao Yingying were "driven" back to China by Gao Zheng.

After all, there are still many jobs waiting for her in the country, and it is impossible for her to completely abandon her. Otherwise, she would not want to pursue her music dream from now on.

It is said to the outside world that rest is needed, but it cannot last indefinitely. It always needs to reappear in front of the public. Just posting a small video on the Internet from time to time cannot completely eliminate those suspicious voices.

In the end, Feng Shiyao made an agreement with Gao Zheng that she would return to Madrid again after she finished dealing with her work.

Gao Zheng also promised Feng Shiyal that she would keep the room she lived in, and no matter when she came back, there would always be a bed for her.

Viviano drove Feng Shiyao and Xiao Yingying to the airport. Gao Zheng did not get out of the car, but waved to Feng Shiyao in the car, and then watched the two of them dragging their luggage to the elevator in the parking lot.

Viviano, who was sitting in the driver's seat, peeked at the rearview mirror and saw that Gao Zheng was still smiling, but the smile seemed to be frozen on his face, keeping the same smile as when Feng Shiyao waved goodbye. look.

"We're going back, Kao," he reminded.

"Okay." Gao Zheng nodded, but his eyes were still on the elevator, even though Feng Shiyao had already disappeared in the elevator.

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"Sister Feng, Sister Feng..." Xiao Yingying was about to talk to Feng Shiyao, but she didn't hear Feng Shiyao's response after speaking, so she had to call several times.

"Ah?" Feng Shiyao came back to her senses. "what's up?"

"I won't accompany you next time, Sister Feng. There are many jobs in the country and I can't leave." Xiao Yingying said.

Feng Shiyao was not surprised, but nodded, and agreed simply: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"What's the hard work, this is my job." Xiao Yingying said with a smile. "It's Sister Feng, you have to work harder next time, run with both heads, you really want to become a 'trapeze'."

"It's okay." Feng Shiyao said lightly, as if it really wasn't a very hard job.

When Xiao Yingying heard this answer, she didn't speak, but turned her head and laughed.

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When Gao Zheng got home, he saw his parents were sitting in the living room, apparently waiting for him.

Seeing him enter the room, my mother stood up and asked, "Did you send him on the plane?"

"No, they sent it to the parking lot, and they went in by themselves."

"It was only delivered to the parking lot? Hey, how could it not be sent in? It's so bad..." Mom complained.

Gao Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, then I might as well send them back to China."

"That's a good thing..."

"What the hell!" Gao Zheng rolled his eyes at his mother who was obviously confused, then turned and went upstairs: "I'll go back and lie down for a while."

After Gao Zheng went upstairs, his mother sighed, and said to her husband who was sitting on the sofa: "Suddenly I feel that this house...is too big."

"It's not the first day you live in." The husband said.

"What do you know?" Gao Zheng's mother gave him a blank look.

The husband snorted: "I don't think it's big, I like big houses. I just think it's a bit too quiet...less...music. Well, yes, there's a little less music."

When Feng Shiyao was still there, there would be a sound of guitar in the room from time to time.

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After returning to his bedroom, Gao Zheng closed the door, lay down on the bed, took out his mobile phone, and sent Feng Shiyal a WeChat message: "Are you on the plane?"

"Where is it so fast? We just passed the security check and are sitting in the lounge now." Feng Shiyao replied almost instantly.

"After you left, my parents weren't used to it yet. When I got home, I saw them sitting in the living room. I didn't know what to do."

Feng Shiyao replied with a smile covering her mouth, and then said: "Thank you uncle and aunt for me, these days they are taking care of me, I was supposed to take care of you, but it turned out to be the one being taken care of..."

"Didn't you thank them already?"

"Thank you again."

"Okay, I'll tell you when we have dinner later. But in fact, you don't have to be so polite, my parents don't treat you as an outsider."

"Uncle and aunt are nice people, I have to be polite."

"Okay...speaking of which, I just noticed that the house has become a lot quieter, and I realized I didn't hear your guitar. Are there any inspirations on my side these days?"

"There really are."

"Wow! So good? You just played the piano, hummed and sang, and wrote a song?"

"It's still far away. Now I just have a very vague impression in my mind. I want to say something, but I don't know what it is."

Gao Zheng couldn't understand Feng Shiyao's statement at all: "Although I don't understand, it feels so powerful..."

Feng Shiyao smiled: "When I write it out, I promise you will be my first audience."

"Well, I'm all ears!"

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Feng Shiyao put down her mobile phone. Although she only stayed with Gao Zheng for a week, she did have a very vague concept in her mind, an idea that was just around the corner, planning to break out of the ground.

She felt that she should make an album for Gao Zheng.

This is not the first time she has been inspired by Gao Zheng.

She once watched Gao Zheng's game, she wrote a song in one go, stayed up all night, and because of this song, she won the championship of the draft, and since then she has embarked on a star journey.

But this time was different. The touch Gao Zheng gave her this time was not something that hit her chest very violently, nor could it be accommodated by a song.

And it's more like the bits and pieces of life. She needs to merge these bits and pieces into many trickles before they can finally become rivers and flow into the sea.

So, she made up her mind, she has to come back to Madrid, she has to fly back to Gao Zheng's side, she will always be by Gao Zheng's side, collect those bits and pieces with him, and then write them into many songs songs, and finally converged into an album.

An album, not a song, this is a very complicated project.

To put it simply, an album is not enough for just one song, and it is not enough to write ten songs randomly to make an album. This album must have a theme, and all songs in the album must be written around this theme , only in this way can it be considered a complete and mature album.

For Gao Zheng's album, Feng Shiyao doesn't intend to fool her. She is very serious about making an album that will be remembered and liked by people for many years and can stand the test of time.

Because this is the only thing she, who can only write and sing songs, can do for Gao Zheng.

This is also something she is good at, so she must do it well.

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