MTL - The Whole World Knows She Loves Me-Chapter 103 Song Xian

Song Xian felt that Jiang Liuyi was crazy, she actually hugged herself and kissed her in the office for more than half an hour, and as soon as they parted to say a word, she was able to come close and kiss him endlessly.

Jiang Liuyi really couldn't control her emotions, she was so happy, the excitement bursting out of her heart completely overwhelmed her, here was her office again, and the environment with only two people amplified her joy, so she couldn't hold back, and kept hugging Song Xian.

Song Xian's lips were slightly swollen, Jiang Liuyi lowered his head and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

After she finished speaking, Song Xian really thought about it, and Jiang Liuyi's heart beat wildly with her serious expression. This kind of Song Xian was so cute, so cute that Jiang Liuyi lowered her head again, and said, "It's okay, if you're in a bad mood, continue."

Song Xian just wanted to speak but was blocked back.

She groaned, her lips were numb, Jiang Liuyi heard a soft voice clasping Song Xian's shoulder, and there were noisy footsteps outside the door, Song Xian patted Jiang Liuyi's shoulder after hearing it, Jiang Liuyi let go of her, Say, "Shall we go home?"

Song Xian was slightly surprised: "Don't you still have to rehearse this afternoon?"

Jiang Liuyi finally came back a little rationally, not only for rehearsals, but also for the renovation of her piano room. She tidied up half of the space and transformed it into a studio for Song Xian. She was afraid that practicing the piano would affect Song Xian's painting. She also contacted Zhao Yuebai, Zhao Yuebai There is a friend who specializes in sound insulation, and she wants to show it to Song Xian after it is improved, so she plans to take her to rehearsals these days.

It almost failed just now.

She nodded: "I'm going to rehearse."

After speaking, there was a knock on the office door, and the voice of the editor-in-chief's assistant came. Jiang Liuyi let go of Song Xian and walked to the door. The assistant outside said, "Mr. Jiang, we can go to the hotel first."

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Understood."

The assistant looked up and saw her slightly swollen lips and the color of her lips that had no lipstick, she smiled: "Then you are busy first, I won't bother you."

Jiang Liuyi closed the door and saw Song Xian was touching up her makeup. She walked over and stretched out her fingers from behind Song Xian to scrape some lipstick on her fingertips. Song Xian saw her apply it on her lips when she turned her head.

The action was not alluring, let alone seductive, but Song Xianyin's ears behind her hair turned red. She cleared her throat and put away her cosmetics. Jiang Liuyi said, "It's time for dinner."

Song Xian hummed, and when the two arrived at the hotel, the colleagues from Tongkan came for a while. Ye Yinge saw Jiang Liuyi's eyes lit up, and when he was about to say hello, he saw Jiang Liuyi and Song Xian sitting in a newcomer's room. She walked over to her colleague and said, "Teacher Jiang, please sit here."

Jiang Liuyi said: "It's all about eating, so don't be so particular about it."

Another new colleague next to her was overjoyed, one was Jiang Liuyi and the other was Song Xian, sitting next to her, her pretty face turned red, holding back her excitement to greet the two of them, Jiang Liuyi nodded slightly , kept smiling.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, the new colleague ate lunch. She didn't know what was served. After the meal, Jiang Liuyi took Song Xian away. Is it Teacher Jiang's assistant?"

"Of course not," said the editor-in-chief.

There are not a few days left in their cooperation with Jiang Liuyi. The copyright contract and Jiang Liuyi's new sheet music have been sent to them. The cooperation will be over a year ago. The colleague asked: "Then Song Xian will come back to the children's magazine?"

Ye Yinge turned his head to look at the editor-in-chief when he heard this question. Song Xian’s departmental issues have always been the focus of everyone’s attention. New magazines want people, and children’s magazines don’t want to let people go, especially now that Song Xian has revealed the identity of Shaniya, children’s magazines I wanted to keep people even more, but there was no good reason to keep them. The editor-in-chief said, "It depends on Song Xian's intentions."

Now even the boss has to ask Song Xian what he thinks, how can they influence her.

The colleague said after hearing this: "Then I still hope that Song Xian can come back."

The editor-in-chief sighed: "Who wouldn't want that."

Without Shaniya's identity, Song Xian herself is a very good employee, otherwise, before her identity was exposed, several departments wanted her to come over.

Mantongli's new children's magazines are all worried, Song Xian has not been affected, she went to the TV station with Jiang Liuyi in the afternoon, and Jiang Liuyi came here not long ago, and they came to the repertoire at that time. There were not many people, and along the way today, I saw a lot of people, although she didn't know each other.

Jiang Liuyi greeted everyone, finally, Song Xian saw an acquaintance, Kong Xiyan put on makeup and stood in front of the two: "Are you here?"

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Is Teacher Kong over?"

"I just finished the rehearsal." Kong Xiyan said, "By the way, have you considered the collaboration I mentioned earlier?"

Jiang Liuyi said, "I've already talked to Mr. Chi."

Kong Xiyan nodded: "That's fine, let's go in first."

After entering, Song Xian looked at Jiang Liuyi, before asking, Jiang Liuyi took the initiative to say: "Jingyan has a special charity department, do you know?"

Song Xian said, "I know."

No one doesn’t know this. Jing Yan did charity because of Kong Xiyan’s mudslide incident. Since then, there have been charity activities. Jiang Liuyi recently cooperated with Mantong’s children’s magazine. Kong Xiyan thought the timing was good, so he asked her to cooperate benefit performance.

Of course Jiang Liuyi had no reason to refuse.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Song Xian: "Don't you like to watch children, I will take you there next time."

Song Xian nodded.

After the two of them talked, the staff came up to them and took Jiang Liuyi into a dressing room with a stylist inside. Jiang Liuyi tried on a few clothes, and Song Xian sat beside him and waited. Finally, the clothes were fixed. After getting off, she started to set her makeup again, and when she was ready to go on stage, Song Xian's eyelids were almost covered, Jiang Liuyi brought her a glass of warm water and said, "Do you want to sleep here for a while?"

There will be rehearsals later, and she won't be able to get down for two hours. Song Xian is so sleepy, and she is reluctant to let Song Xian go and wait.

Song Xian said, "No need."

She wanted to go over and see Jiang Liuyi playing the piano on the stage.

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Then let's go."

Song Xian took a sip of warm water, put down the cup and followed Jiang Liuyi to the front desk, all the lights were dimmed, Song Xian was arranged to sit in the first row, with the staff of the TV station beside her, she was not familiar with them, so nodding with them was counted Greetings, after everyone sat down, the surroundings were pitch black, and when Song Xian raised his eyes, the lights turned on, and Jiang Liuyi sat in the middle of the stage, in front of the piano.

At home, she had seen Jiang Liuyi playing the piano countless times, and sometimes she would show off her piano skills, and after showing off, she smiled at her and asked how it was? A little smug, completely different from now.

On the stage, Jiang Liuyi was dressed in a dress, her hair was rolled up, revealing a beautiful swan neck, she lowered her head slightly, her slender arms danced like butterflies, jumping heartily on the keys, already integrated with the piano.

The last time Song Xian saw Jiang Liuyi playing the piano in front of everyone was the day of the art exhibition, and it was different from now.

Now Jiang Liuyi feels as if she was born for the piano. It is difficult to express in words the feeling of integration with the piano.

Song Xian unconsciously kept up with her rhythm, tapped his fingers on his legs, closed his eyes and listened, as if Jiang Liuyi had really brought him into a world with only music, where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, and the music was ethereal.

The few staff members beside her didn't make a sound either. After Jiang Liuyi finished talking for half a song, someone came to the stage and changed the position of the piano for her. The light moved with the position, and it always fell on Jiang Liuyi's body. .

Jiang Liuyi's eyes are as calm as water, and she cooperates with the staff's arrangements, and communicates seriously and seriously. Song Xian suddenly thought that Jiang Liuyi often said that she was too rigorous.

Isn't Jiang Liuyi like this now?

But now Jiang Liuyi like this, she is very happy.

The lights in the front row were dim, and Song Xian searched in her bag but couldn’t find the notebook she was carrying with her. She saw the staff carrying one in her arms, and lowered her head to discuss with her, could she give her two pages, the staff naturally knew her , asked Song Xian what it was for, and then whispered: "Miss Song, wait a minute, I'll get it for you the day after tomorrow."

Song Xian sat on the chair, and after a while the staff trotted back, took some A4 papers in their hands, and asked Song Xian, "Is this okay?"

"Thank you." Song Xian nodded: "It's ok."

The staff sat beside her, looked at her posture and asked, "Is Miss Song going to draw?"

Song Xian tilted his head, and the staff member whispered, "I've read about Ms. Song on the Internet. You are very good at drawing."

She smiled shyly after she finished speaking, Song Xian also smiled at her, regained consciousness, and sat upright. Jiang Liuyi on the stage had adjusted the angle and lighting, and was still sitting under the stage, dialed the headset, and worked After the staff confirmed that it was correct, they played the piano again.

Song Xian didn't start writing, and just looked at Jiang Liuyi. At this moment, the stage has not been arranged and there is no one in the audience, but Song Xian can already imagine what kind of bright lights and crowds of people will be on the day of the official performance. It's been a long time since I thought of a scene like this.

Jiang Liuyi practiced for more than half an hour. During the break, the staff handed over mineral water. She unscrewed it and took a sip. She looked down at Song Xian. The staff saw her eyes drifting over and said, "Miss Song is drawing."

She had previously asked Song Xian if she wanted to turn on the lights, but now there are only two lights on, not very bright, Song Xian shook her head and said it was good, so she didn't dare to ask any more.

Jiang Liuyi walked over with a faint smile, stood on the side that could not block the light, looked down and saw Song Xian was drawing a stage, with a few strokes, the embryonic form was already visible, Jiang Liuyi was with Song Xian during this time, and she has seen her the most It was the first time I saw her draw other things. Jiang Liuyi didn't make a sound, but quietly stood beside Song Xian watching her write smoothly. It was just a pencil, and it was like magic in Song Xian's hand. .

The stage came out, a piano, a stool, the person sitting in front of the piano, a haircut, a dress, and long ear chains. It was the first time for Jiang Liuyi to see herself taking shape little by little under the strokes of others. It was a wonderful feeling.

A staff member came over, Jiang Liuyi raised her hand, signaling them to go out first, the rehearsal came to an end, these staff members nodded at her and went out.

A low-pitched discussion came, "Is Miss Song painting Teacher Jiang?"

"That's right, Ms. Song didn't even blink her eyes when she saw Teacher Jiang playing the piano just now, she just liked it."

Don't you like it?

When Jiang Liuyi heard this sentence again, she suddenly thought of Zhao Yuebai. She couldn't laugh or cry. She lowered her head and took out a blank A4 paper. She wanted to learn from Song Xian to draw, but she unconsciously wrote Song Xian's name.

Looking back, that page was filled with Song Xian's name.