Chapter 1232 Sister Come and Kiss Me 【30】

Pei Ximian doesn't like acting, and he doesn't know how to act at all.

He used to be a resident singer in a bar, and he loves to sing and even enjoy music.

Later, by chance, Hua Ge was scouted by him as a scout, but the other party did not choose to make him a singer, but wanted to use his face to make a name for himself in the entertainment industry.

It is also thanks to Zhang Li who was reluctant to let him become popular because of selfishness, and kept suppressing his resources, so that he could only play the corpse.

Otherwise, when it comes to acting skills, he probably will be helpless.

Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows lazily, took a sip of Wangzai's milk, and seemed to reply carelessly: "It's just a random guess. When you moved, I saw the guitar you brought over. Yes. It’s well protected, you should like it very much, right?”

Rubbing her wrist with her fingertips, Pei Ximian nodded gently: "Yes, I like it."

"Don't thank me too much. If you really want to thank me, just sing me a song? Use your favorite guitar." She drank Wangzai's milk and looked sideways at him.

"it is good."

Pei Ximian went upstairs to get the guitar.

The color of the guitar is natural wood, the sound is very good, and it seems to be worth a lot.

From the moment the strings were plucked and fingertips swipe, Shen Wanqing found that the boy in front of him seemed to be completely different.

She knew that in front of her, Pei Ximian was a very gentle and obedient young man who thought about her.

In front of others, it may be very indifferent or even indifferent.

But now he is immersed in music, but he is very different.

It is a kind of tenderness and admiration that only belongs to being loyal to music.

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Two days later, Tang Mu came to find Pei Ximian, Shen Wanqing went to work in the company, Pei Ximian followed Tang Mu in the car and left.

Tang Mu brought Pei Ximian to the recording studio.

Many people coming and going outside the recording studio are all staff here.

Tang Mu went over to communicate with the people over there, and arranged for Pei Ximian to sit aside and wait for him to come back before leaving.

Pei Ximian sat on a stool beside her, with her fingertips lowering the brim of her peaked cap, not paying attention to the curious gazes of people passing by.

After waiting for a while, Tang Mu and a middle-aged man came over.

The middle-aged man next to Tang Mu had a braid, was wearing a casual black coat, and had a blue stubble on his chin.

The middle-aged man carelessly touched the stubble with his fingertips, and he casually glanced at Pei Ximian in front of him.

Then, the middle-aged man sneered at Tang Mu and said, "This is the person you want to introduce to me?"

Tang Mu nodded. Pushing his glasses with his fingertips, he introduced: "His name is Pei Ximian, and he is an artist under me. Pei Ximian, this is a famous music producer, Jack."

When Jack and Tang Mu came over, Pei Ximian had already stood up. Hearing Tang Mu's introduction, he walked over and nodded, "Hello, I'm Pei Ximian."

Jack's expression was loose, and he nodded casually: "Well, hello."

Jack turned to look at Tang Mu and asked, "Do you want me to make up a song for him?"

"Yes." Tang Mu nodded.

Hearing this, Jack couldn't help laughing, he shook his head and said, "Old Tang, we've known each other for so long, you should know my habits. I don't make up music for people casually, don't you remember?"

"I know." Tang Mu nodded calmly: "But, didn't you also say that you would compose music for someone who would admire you?"