I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 183 The Sweet Kind of Song
"830 was raised overnight, a charitable act jointly initiated by entertainment and fashion."

"The high-priced manuscript, the young director showed great love."

"Self-directed and self-acted? Is it charity or hype?"

"..."

Not surprisingly, since the night of Basha Charity Night, there has been news about Basha Night for more than a week.

Especially Qin Muchu, who was at the center of the Basha star group photo, dominated the headlines.

Donated 100 million overnight, one person donated more than the sum of all the others.

It made a big splash.

But the Celestial Dynasty has always paid attention to the doctrine of the mean, and it is necessary to "get together with the group", otherwise it will "shoot the bird out of the head".

Among all the praise news, there is no shortage of doubts that Qin Muchu donated so much for hype. Previously, the media revealed that he was making a movie, so many people suspected that he was trying to create momentum for the new movie.

"Are they fools? The movie hasn't even entered post-production, is there any hype now? Still spending more than 1000 million hype?"

On the plane, Zhang Songwen held the latest entertainment newspaper and acted angrier than Qin Muchu.

"Director Qin, these people are talking nonsense, can you sue them?"

Qin Muchu looked at Zhang Songwen who was burning with anger, and couldn't help laughing:

"They are eager for me to sue. The lawsuit dragged on for a year and a half, three to five years, and they have earned a reputation, and the final victory is not worth the loss."

Qin Muchu is quite open to the news that questioned his hype. Having experienced the Internet age, he has long known that no matter what he does, as long as it is widely disseminated, someone will definitely stand up and raise objections.

Even more so with public figures.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Enjoy the honor sought after by thousands of people, but also have to accept the public's criticism and abuse.

Qin Muchu felt that he could not achieve that level, and he would have negative emotions if there were too many people who scolded him, so he minimized contact with the outside world as much as possible, and it was enough for him to do his own thing well.

"Director Qin, could it be the guests from Basha that night were behind the scenes? After all, you donated so much, it seems that they just..."

Deputy Director Ma has been working in the lower-level production crew for many years, but he knows the dark side of human nature very well.

"Maybe."

Qin Muchu thought about it, and it was possible. He had tried his best to keep a low profile, but with the amount of 100 million yuan placed there, it seemed that no matter what method he used, he would make a big splash.

It seems that I will donate silently in the future.

"Dear passengers and friends: We have arrived at our destination safely. To ensure your safety, please do not stand up or open the luggage rack to pick up your luggage before the 'seat belt signal light' goes off..."

The plane's arrival notification sounded, and Qin Muchu and his party also arrived at the destination of the trip.

Airport waiting area.

"Director Qin, let's go to the hotel first."

Deputy director Ma waved his hand, took the crew with things, and boarded the airport bus.

"Hey, have fun."

Zhang Songwen raised his eyebrows, dragged his suitcase and ran to the bus.

"..."

Qin Muchu stood where he was.

It seems that not staying in a hotel with the crew made them have a strange association.

Shaking his head, he sat on the suitcase, waiting for the person who picked him up to arrive.

As June approaches, the noon sun is a little hotter, and I feel my forehead sweating after a while.

"Handsome, please leave a phone number."

Qin Muchu's eyes under the sunglasses looked at the coolly dressed beauty in front of her. She wore a short dress with her navel on her upper body, shorts on her lower body, and a baseball cap on her head.

Very summer feeling.

"I hate it, I will be shy if I ask for someone's phone so much."

Qin Muchu lowered his voice, stretched out his orchid fingers to cover his mouth.

"Damn it, go die, sissy!"

The beauty stomped her feet angrily, glared at Qin Muchu angrily, was so disgusted that she turned and left muttering something.

After the beauty left, Qin Muchu pushed the sunglasses, and his posture returned to normal in an instant.

This is already the sixth beauty who has come to ask for his phone number in this half hour.

Qin Muchu looked up at the sun, which was almost in the middle.

"Made, if you don't come, I'll kill him!"

Qin Muchu gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Perhaps because of Qin Muchu's call, a silver-white sports car in the distance flicked to a stop in front of Qin Muchu, accompanied by the roar of the engine like a beast.

"Little handsome guy, do you want to take my co-pilot?"

In the driver's seat, the man swayed his bangs, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and resting the other on the seat, in a handsome posture.

Without saying a word, Qin Muchu got into the car quietly, immediately locked the man's neck, and strangled him severely:

"Zhou Jiaolun, you were so late and almost bumped into me!"

"Oh, there's a traffic jam, and it's not too late. Besides, my driving skills are very good, so I can't crash into it! Let go, I'm going to be out of breath!"

……

The sports car was galloping on the road in Wan Province, Qin Muchu glanced at Zhou Jiaolun, his complexion was rosy, and his hair was carefully groomed.

"I'm living a good life. Why do you want to live or die on the phone?"

The car accelerated suddenly, Zhou Jiaolun quickly lifted the accelerator, and rolled his small eyes:

"What are you talking about, I don't understand."

"Ha ha."

Qin Muchu sneered and didn't speak. He took out his mobile phone silently, and after some manipulations, Zhou Jianlun's very familiar voice came out from the mobile phone.

"Break up if you break up, can't I still find a girlfriend? It's so funny!"

Zhou Jiaolun was shocked, and immediately stretched out a hand, trying to snatch Qin Muchu's cell phone, but Qin Muchu dodged it.

"Drive well, otherwise we both die on the road, and the paparazzi will get this recording."

Qin Muchu slapped Zhou Jiaolun's hand away.

Zhou Jiaolun also knew that driving should not be noisy, so he withdrew his hand resentfully, but he refused to accept his soft words:
"So what? There's nothing wrong with this recording."

"is it?"

Qin Muchu smiled and narrowed his eyes, Zhou Jiaolun suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"you will not……"

"Xiao Chu, I will never forgive her this time. She must apologize to me sincerely before I consider whether to get back together with her..."

"Woooooo, Xiao Chu, she is really cruel. She hasn't contacted me for so long. She really wants to break up with me. Woooooo, this woman's heart is so cruel. We have so many good memories. She said forget it and forget it..."

"Xiao Chu, what do you think is the meaning of life? This world is so cold and boring..."

The recording ends.

Qin Muchu's facial features twisted and his body trembled. Finally, he couldn't help it:
"Pfft...hahahahahaha!"

In contrast, Zhou Jiaolun's face was as dark as Qin Muchu's happy smile.

"This world is so cold!"

Qin Muchu imitated Zhou Jiaolun's tone and performed in front of the master.

It can be said to be close to the face.

"You're so perverted, no one keeps recording the phone call, delete it, delete it quickly! Otherwise, the two of us will die together!" Zhou Jiaolun shouted angrily.

Qin Muchu didn't care:

"It's okay, then the police can find your recording at the scene of the accident, and then... Hahahahaha."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing again.

Zhou Jiaolun gritted his teeth in anger, but he was helpless.

After thinking about it, I pretended to be indifferent:

"It doesn't matter if you don't delete it, I have reconciled with her now, the relationship is so sweet, single dogs won't understand."

Qin Muchu looked at Zhou Jiaolun who scolded him with the words he learned from him, and stopped teasing him, and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Reconciled? When did it happen? Didn't you want to die yesterday?"

"Hey, we made up last night." Zhou Jiaolun showed a smug smile, "That's why I'm late picking you up today."

Focus.

Last night, it was late to pick me up today.

Qin Muchu immediately made an internationally accepted friendly gesture, and Zhou Jiaolun responded with a steadfast gesture.

After a while, the two laughed at the same time.

"When we arrive in Wan Province, I will take you to have fun. We will go to the night market at night. There are many delicious and interesting things, but we just need to disguise ourselves better, otherwise it will be troublesome to be recognized.

Go to the National Palace Museum in Taipei tomorrow morning. You must like those things, but you are only allowed to see them for half a day. In the afternoon, we will go to the hot springs.

I'll go to Fisherman's Wharf the day after tomorrow, it's a holy place for lovers, I'll go with Peicen, you help us take pictures, you just happen to be a professional, so you need to take better pictures..."

Listening to Zhou Jiaolun's arrangement, Qin Muchu smiled in his heart. With such a detailed arrangement, it is impossible to say that he did not plan ahead.

However, Qin Muchu came to Taiwan for two main purposes this time, one is filming.

The other is to see if Zhou Jiaolun, who was dying after the breakup, is dead.

Now that the latter one has "healed itself", only the first one remains.

So he interrupted Zhou Jiaolun's arrangement:
"I still have to film, I don't have that much time."

"What? Say it again!"

Zhou Jiaolun let go of one hand holding the steering wheel, and said "viciously":
"Now you have another chance!"

"Well--"

Qin Muchu looked at the expression of "I'll show you!", and shook his head helplessly:
"Okay, I will follow your arrangement."

"Jiang Zi is right."

……

The sports car slowly drove into the underground parking lot of the building.

The two entered the elevator, and Zhou Jiaolun pressed "37".

Qin Muchu noticed that the highest building in this building was only 38 floors.

The elevator arrived quickly, and a luxurious large flat-floor building appeared in front of it, which seemed to have an area of ​​at least 400 square meters.

"How about it, it's not bad."

Zhou Jiaolun took Qin Muchu into his mansion, like a child showing off his toys:
"The upper floor is also mine, including the roof terrace. The scenery is beautiful."

Qin Muchu looked at the Daping floor, the 360-degree floor-to-ceiling glass viewing platform, which can almost overlook the beautiful scenery of Taipei.

Unfortunately, he is afraid of heights.

Subconsciously stay away from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The decoration of the house is very modern, mainly in dark tones, low-key and connotative. The decoration alone probably cost a lot of money.

"The rich roar?"

Qin Muchu touched the chair, the workmanship was exquisite, and it looked not cheap.

"I can't compete with you even if I have money. You donate more than 1000 million RMB without blinking an eye."

Zhou Jiaolun immediately fought back.

The Basha Charity Night was also reported by the media in Guangdong Province, so Zhou Jianlun naturally knew that the good brother spends a lot of money.

"Qiao Lun, are you back?"

At this time, a voice came from the room. Mother Zhou was wearing an apron and holding a large wooden spoon in her hand, and she probably came out of the kitchen.

"Aunt!"

Qin Muchu immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Xiao Chu? Oh, I still want to ask Jiao Lun when you will arrive! He ran out last night and didn't come back all night. He turned off the phone after making calls. I'm so anxious!"

"What about you! You haven't come here yet!"

Qin Muchu heard what Zhou's mother said, and immediately acted like a tiger, and reprimanded Zhou Jiaolun.

"This is my mother..."

Zhou Jiaolun rolled his eyes, walked to Zhou's mother, lowered his head and said flatteringly:

"I went to find Pei Cen last night, but the phone was out of battery and turned off."

Mother Zhou stopped complaining when her son talked about the big event of love, and immediately asked:

"Are you reconciled? Such a good girl, if you miss it, let me tell you, you will regret it!"

As he spoke, he poked Zhou Jiaolun's head with his finger.

"It's reconciled. Besides, your son is not bad. Why do I regret it, not her?"

Zhou Jiaolun rubbed the place where he had just been poked, and Zhou's mother used a lot of strength, which still hurt a little.

"You? Are you not bad?" Mother Zhou's tone was disgusted, and she took Qin Muchu's hand:

"Whenever you are like Xiao Chu, mother will not worry."

"Like Xiao Chu? Then you can treat him as your son!" Zhou Jiaolun said angrily.

"Okay, Xiao Chu will be my son from now on, Mr. Zhou, please go out."

Mother Zhou put her arms around Qin Muchu's arm and pointed to the door.

Then he directly pulled Qin Muchu to turn around, and said while walking:

"Xiao Chu, I heard that you like braised pork, so I learned how to make it. You can try it later to see if it suits your taste."

Is there any room for me in this home!

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Zhou Jiaolun resentfully hammered the Conan doll hanging on the wall, and then hurried to catch up.

"I want to try it too, I want something sweeter!"

……

I was full of wine and food, although I didn't drink.

Qin Muchu and Zhou Jiaolun lay on the sofa, eating until their stomachs became round.

After eating, Zhou's mother went to the upstairs room to watch TV and rest, giving young people time and space for entertainment.

Zhou Jiaolun stood up and wanted to stand up, but obviously overestimated his own strength, only his neck moved.

Honestly leaning on the edge of the sofa, he stood up and waved to Qin Muchu:

"Come on, let me show you around my recording studio."

"I don't want to go... hiccup!"

Qin Muchu lay paralyzed on the sofa, not wanting to move.

Zhou's mother was too enthusiastic, and she kept adding food to Qin Muchu, which made "Mr. Zhou" who was kicked out of the house by her jealous.

"Let's go, why are you so lazy, I have something to tell you!"

Zhou Jiaolun grabbed Qin Muchu's hand, pulled him up from the sofa, and dragged him towards the recording studio.

Walking into a room, it looks like a common recording studio, with a variety of tuning machines outside, and an inner room separated by transparent glass, which is the place for recording.

The difference is that Zhou Jiaolun's recording studio is larger than normal recording studios, and there are many musical instruments outside, including pianos, guitars, drum sets, violins... everything.

"Do you know how to play these instruments?" Qin Muchu asked.

He can't even pronounce the names of many musical instruments.

"Except for a dozen commonly used ones, which are very proficient, the others are only just beginning to play."

As he spoke, Zhou Jiaolun casually picked up the flute on the shelf and put it to his mouth, and a beautiful melody came out.

Let him pretend again.

Qin Muchu secretly sighed in his heart, but there was no dissatisfaction in his heart.

Although after getting acquainted with Zhou Jiaolun, the idol's aura was broken and he often hurt him, but in terms of music, Jiao Lun is still Jiao Lun.

A man who has ruled the Chinese music scene for nearly 20 years.

"belch."

The melodious flute sound was suddenly interrupted, and Zhou Jianlun looked relieved:
"Comfortable."

The taller image just now collapsed in an instant.

Qin Muchu shook his head, pulled a chair and sat down:
"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Chu, my movie is ready."

Zhou Jiaolun also pulled over a chair.

"I know, didn't you say so? I'll help you look later, and I also have a company to do the special effects for you." Qin Muchu said.

The movie "Secret" had a simple scene and was not complicated to shoot, so it was finished quickly.

During this period, Qin Muchu often talked with Zhou Jiaolun to help him solve his doubts.

Mainly in terms of camera language and lighting tone, Qin Muchu, who is more detailed, was not on the scene and could not give pointers.

"I know, but you know the movie."

Zhou Jiaolun winked.

Of course Qin Muchu understood that the movie heroine "Xiao Yu" was Hou Peicen's nickname, and Zhou Jianlun also had good intentions.

"So what are you trying to say?"

"Now we have movies, but we still need music."

"Isn't there a song of the same name, "The Untold Secret"?"

"That song is too sad. I wrote it when we broke up. Now that we are reconciled, there must be a happier song."

That's right, it's not the first time that Zhou Jiaolun and Hou Peicen broke up. It's almost normal for them to separate and reunite. Qin Muchu knew about it twice, otherwise he wouldn't have recorded Zhou Jiaolun's phone call. .

"You mean to change the theme song of the movie?"

Qin Muchu frowned,
"I think "The Unspeakable Secret" and the movie are very suitable, and there may not be better ones if they are replaced."

"No."

Zhou Jiaolun shook his head,
"The movie is still the same song, but for this year's album, I want to write a few songs that are happier and about love, just like Vivian's "Love Frequency". After listening to it, I want to fall in love. I feel..."

"Sweet?"

"sweet?"

Zhou Jiaolun slammed his mouth, this saying is new, but it is very appropriate, Xiao Chu always has some new words, and he has learned them again.

"Yes, it's the sweet kind."

Qin Muchu nodded to express understanding,
"I agree with both hands, you write it."

Zhou Jiaolun picked up a lot of songs related to love, and his speed and quality of writing songs are amazing, this is nothing to him.

"I've finished it." Zhou Jiaolun took out some sheet music from the table.

You see, what an enviable talent.

Qin Muchu clicked his tongue in praise.

"But there are no words."

Zhou Jiaolun handed the music score to Qin Muchu.

Qin Muchu didn't answer:
"You find Fang Wenshan to fill in the lyrics, what are you doing for me?"

"Fang Wenshan is an old man who doesn't understand the romance of young people. You help me write, just the sweet kind. You have experience. Pei Cen likes "Love Frequency" very much."

Zhou Jiaolun forced the music score into Qin Muchu's hands.

"Write it, write it, I'll help you write songs when you fall in love."

"Ouch," Qin Muchu covered his mouth with a look of disgust, "Don't be coquettish, it's a bit disgusting."

A "well" character appeared on Zhou Jiaolun's forehead, but he had to ask for help, so he endured it.

"Hurry up and write."

"Ugh."

Qin Muchu picked up the sheet music with some headache.

How can he write lyrics? It's just because he was familiar with Zhou Jianlun's songs in his previous life.

I hope this song is from my previous life, don't Zhou Jianlun write a "new song" in a whim.

Qin Muchu looked at the symbols on the score and "created" so many songs, he learned to read the score.

Although he stumbled a bit, he still hummed a general melody.

"Hmm~~~hmm...you have so much love that I want to take it with me, and take a bite when I miss you..."

Humming and humming, Qin Muchu sang unconsciously.

No way, a senior Jay fan for more than ten years.

Zhou Jiaolun's eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but he immediately covered his mouth for fear of disturbing Qin Muchu's train of thought.

Take love with you, take a bite when you miss you!
That's right, it's this sweet!
I sure didn't see the wrong person!
How could a sloppy uncle like Fang Wenshan write such words!
"I have tasted the butter in your words, and every sentence I have heard is delicious...

... I lightly tasted the love you said to me, and I was still reminiscing about the tenderness you gave, I lightly tasted this fragrant temptation, you have everything I like~"

After the song was sung, Zhou Jiaolun applauded loudly.

"Good word, Xiao Chu, I knew I read you right!"

"Eh... I don't dare to do it, I don't dare to do it." Qin Muchu felt ashamed.

"What about the previous one? Have you thought about the previous few sentences?"

"Think about it, do you have a pen and paper?"

"Have!"

Zhou Jiaolun immediately took out the pen and paper and handed it to Qin Muchu, watching Qin Muchu write down the lyrics on the paper line by line, he had already imagined Hou Peicen's happy expression when he heard the song.

"By the way, what's the name of this song?"

"……"sweet"."

(End of this chapter)