The perfect future of rebirth

At 7 o'clock, morning light micro.

Zhao Poked life may be a little bit of bed, I woke up early, of course, in fact, he can continue to sleep in bed, but unfortunately, the Fan Baby came to the hotel early and knocked his door.

"What?" Zhao Poked his face and looked at the fan of the door, didn't know what she had to do.

Fan Bao didn't look good at him: "Parked up, eat breakfast."

"Ah?" Zhao Yu lived.

Immediately, I walked into the room. I looked around, I laughed: "A person is very well-behaved."

Zhao Poisheng is inexplicably, and then the reaction is what it means. It is not helpful to shake his head, and it is too lazy to argue with her.

"You are sitting first, I will wash." Zhao Poked lives with the fan baby, self-defeating, waiting for him to wash, find that the farten has been sitting there, picking up a book. stand up.

"Opening?"

Raise your head, see Zhao Poheng, and asked Baobao.

Zhao Potted nodded, two people left the room together.

"You don't have to pay a house for me." Zhao Poked him while walking, while saying to Fan Bao: "I am a tolerance, the company will be reimbursed."

"Know, who makes you don't tell me early." Fan Bao glared at Zhao Poked, and it was clear that he made himself a day of house spending for Yesterday.

Zhao Poked her face grievances, yesterday, she was clearly stopped, and she didn't pay money. Now I still blame yourself, women are really unreasonable.

"Okay, I don't remember the little person, I don't know with you." Fan Bao quickly shifted the topic, and began to introduce Zhao Po.

Zhao Poisheng laughed, and didn't say anything nonsense. After leaving the farta, I walked for a while, and I took a breakfast in the cafeteria of the scene.

"I still have lessons, don't you have something to do?" I have eaten rice, and the Fan Bao said to Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked nodded: "Well, if I am busy at night, I will come to you."

Fan Baby has nothing to say, her character is like this, the wind is fire, especially simply, I want to say: "The agent, when do I contact her?"

Zhao Poked lives, calculates what you have to do, and finally said: "This is the third, let's meet him with him."

"OK, I listen to you." Fan Bao nodded at this point, she compared Zhao Po lian, after all, this guy is still his own fiance, the most critical is that although I have been bullied by myself, but Van The baby is very clear, Zhao Poisheng is just let himself.

The campus who left the drama, Zhao Poked alone came to the bus stop at the school gate, did not call a taxi, but after watching the station, I got a bus.

BJ in the morning, there is a kind of quiet taste. At this time, there is no so-called limited number to travel and so many cars. Most people go to work is a bicycle, especially now is the time to work in the morning. , Bustling crowd, shoulders, Sichuan flow.

Zhao Poked lives in the bus, and brushed a seat courtyard in front of him, the green tile, the half-door door, the old BJ style is full.

Ten years later, all of this has disappeared in the steel monsters made in many reinforced cement.

There are a lot of people on the bus, most of them are old people, full of Kyoto-Bun, rhyme, don't have a taste.

I took a deep breath, and Zhao Poked live a smile, perhaps, this is the last quiet moment of this old city. After several years, people gradually habitually habitually habitually habitually habitually It is used to the roar of the subway, and it is used to it. This world becomes less than our awareness.

Of course, Zhao Poked himself, and it was different from before.

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The company's company is still good, after all, this year can have a separate writing of a separate office building in the second ring, and it is also an industrial company.

The company is now inadequate, and the music circle is too hot, and the music circle is too hot. Those large record companies will sign, and the company like this, more than enough, Inversely, it is in an embarrassing position.

"Are you living on the middle of the game?" Mu Qingqing has already waited for Zhao Po. "The previous address is also her life. Otherwise, Zhao Po is not found here.

BJ City is too big, even if Zhao Poked lives in this ten years, it will still be lost.

"Well." Zhao Yunedi nodded and didn't say too much to Mu Qingqing. He is looking to her: "Do you agree?"

He can't think that with the character of Mu Qing's woman, it will consent to the suggestion of Mu Qingqing, let himself modify the song of "Father Write the Prose Poem".

"Calculate it." Mu Qingqing hesitated, saying about Zhao Po.

Zhao Poisheng is not surprisingly her hesitation. If Mu Qing is consent, he will feel strange.

"This way, let's go to listen to the song first." Zhao Poisheng thought about it, said to Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing nodded, with Zhao Poisheng entered the building.

Two people entered the office building, Zhao Poked her brow wrinkled, and got the company's environment, whispered: "Your aunt's company changed the name?"

Mu Qingqing god, then laughed: "Yes, because a aunt is a friend, so change the company's name into the culture culture, what happened?"

"Nothing, it is a bit strange." Zhao Poked his laughed and did not ask again.

Since there is someone who is shares, then Mu Qingzhen did not intend to get a hand in this line, or say that this woman's ambition is not small, but from the company's name, it means that she is intended. The direction is developed.

"Come on, let's go to the recording room." Mu Qingqing directly opposed to Zhao Po.

Zhao Poisheng did not have nonsense, followed by Mu Qingqing to the recording room, watching her asked someone to give himself a melody, expressing calmly listening to the full song.

"How?" Mu Qingqing asked Zhao Poisheng, with a wonderful meeting in his eyes, it is clear that this is the version satisfied with Mu Cain.

Zhao Poked laughed, when I was preparing to talk, there was a footsteps outside the studio door, which followed, the door was opened, and a group of people came in.