Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 238 Giving birth

Jiang Si finally got the position of supervisor as he wished, although it was only a nominal position.

That was true, but based on Zander's careful observation, this news still didn't seem to make "Long Jinna"'s expression any better.

After making the arrangements, he fled from the room under the other person's cold gaze.

With Zander's surrender, things here have come to an end.

Zheng Fan said: "Then I'm leaving."

Jiang thought about whether to continue to act like a spoiled child, but she felt that Zheng Fan would not indulge her again. It was already a very lucky thing to be able to hold Zheng Fan's head this time, so she must not push it any further.

"Yeah." She nodded slightly in response.

"Eat well, drink well and sleep well." Zheng Fan smiled and patted her head, then disappeared on the spot.

Jiang Si was left sitting on the bed in a daze, raising his hand and patting his head.

As the hot blood flowing in her body faded and her heart cooled down again, Jiang Si felt a great emptiness, and she regretted not being able to stay with Zheng Fan for a while longer.

It's like the state where the effects of addictive drugs wear off after taking large doses.

I feel a little regretful. Should I have kept Mr. Devil a little longer?
This thought flashed through Jiang Si's mind, and was quickly swept into the trash can. Perhaps because he was full, he felt sleepy for no reason.

Do zombies also want to sleep after eating?

Jiang Si yawned softly, curled up and closed his eyes.

……

Doris was sitting on the windowsill with a laptop in her hand, a long piece of jelly in her mouth. She stared at the screen for a long time but did not move.

The breeze blew into the house through the gap in the window, gently blowing up the music scores scattered around the room.

"Do you have any clues?" A shadow suddenly covered Doris. Zheng leaned forward and looked at the white screen and asked, then immediately asked himself: "It seems that I haven't."

"Mr. Music, give me inspiration." Doris looked up with a pitiful light in her eyes.

"Although you call me Mr. Music, this kind of thing can't be given to you just by saying it. You can't get the feeling for writing lyrics just by listening to other people's songs." Zheng Fan said.

"That's it." Doris's body, which had just straightened up, shrank again. She sucked the jelly out of the package with force and threw it into the trash can next to her. Then she took out another one from somewhere.

"It's hard to think in front of the screen, but luckily your band hasn't started yet so there's no deadline, so you have plenty of time to think."

"Yeah..." Thinking of this, Doris got up from the windowsill, put the computer aside, and stretched.

Doris likes to wear dresses very much, so she was wearing one today, a thin white lace dress that showed off her slender waist.

"People who can write lyrics are so great." She looked at the ceiling in a daze.

"You are already great. There is no need to envy others for this." Zheng Fan looked at the music scores scattered in the small room.

The division of various musical instruments has been perfected, and Doris now has more music scores than she can use up for a while.

If I hadn’t been so obsessed with writing lyrics, I wouldn’t be so conflicted.

Thinking of this, Doris took out her violin from the side and started playing it as if to vent her emotions without any foreplay.

Zheng Fan had heard this song before. It was a song that Doris had shown him before. He remembered that Doris had titled it "Rebirth".

The meaning is self-evident.

The song begins with a classical string melody, a beautiful melody matched with the sound of the violin, and it starts with a fresh momentum. After that, the classical music begins to change to a modern rhythm, which can easily attract the audience who don't know what's going on.

When the song ended, Zheng Fan clapped softly.

Doris said, "I won't give up until I find a good word for this song." The lamb's attitude was very firm.

"But the baby is still a long way from being born."

"I hope it won't be a difficult birth." Doris sighed.

For Doris, the process of writing lyrics is like giving birth to a child. It is stressful and painful. She has to give birth even after being on the operating table.

Staying in the room was not a solution, so the two of them left the room and planned to go outside.

Under the instructions of Zheng Fan, Doris and the children who had escaped earlier wiped out a gang on this small street when they first arrived.

Then they took over some of the gang's properties, most of which were abandoned, but the important thing was the house. The gang's boss was a wealthy businessman on Stanley Street, and Doris and the other children were "staying" there. The boss's mansion on Stanley Street happened to be a big house, so it was no problem for the remaining children to live there, and it could accommodate them all.

At the same time, the other party’s assets also became Doris and her team’s subsequent start-up capital.

The question of whether the funds are legal or not only needs a little work, and with Miss Binary’s personal guidance from afar, it is not a problem at all.

Because it is just a gray area in a remote area, the power structure at all levels is very simple, even easier than in Xixikoko.

Thanks to this, Doris and her family's living conditions are not bad at all.

They specially cleared a large room in the mansion to use as a practice room, and at this time one could hear dense and smooth drum beats, precise and powerful.

When I pushed the door open, the other person had just finished this practice.

It turned out to be the former monastery No.2 Gaosong.

Of course, no one objected to Doris's plan to play in a band. What else could anyone say about No. 1? And the kids who didn't leave in the end really had nothing to do here, so playing in a band was just a way to find something to do.

How could I not be happy to play with my elder sister?

Gao Song had actually played drums before, so it was natural for him to take over the position of drummer.

"It's very mature." Doris walked in and praised directly.

"It would be a joke if I couldn't master this kind of skill in a short period of time with the Seed of Light." There was no joy on Gao Song's face.

At the same time, Mora came down from the keyboard. Mora responded most positively to Doris's idea and took over the position of keyboardist.

Although all of them except Doris started from scratch, and at most started from level one or two like Gao Song, but with the talent brought by the Seed of Light, these children are not bad and can easily get started.

Now that I've gone through all the fighting and killing, it might be a good idea to concentrate on studying a musical instrument.

"Mora, you've worked hard." Doris looked over and said.

Seeing Doris now normal, Mora was happy: "No, as long as I can help Doris."

"If possible, I hope you can enjoy it yourself. After all, this is a different life and career from the past. If you can't be happy, there is no point in leaving the monastery." Doris said seriously.

"It's really fun. Any normal job is more fun than a monastery." Bassist Tao Zhi muttered in the corner.

Because the result of the Seed of Light enhanced his senses, he was very suitable to join the band, and he agreed quite casually.

Surprisingly, he is also the person who enjoys playing the most besides Doris right now.

"We will try our best to understand. Doris, have you finished writing the lyrics?" Mora responded and then asked.

"The baby hasn't been born yet. It's not easy to give birth." Doris replied subconsciously.

Maura's sweet smile froze.

what?
"Writing the lyrics and composing the music by myself is like being both a father and a mother. It is indeed not easy to have a child." Tao Zhi said after thinking for a while.

"So can you see the outline of the child?" Gao Song asked seriously.

"It was still hard to see the outline, and the child was so motionless that I almost thought it was dead."

"That is indeed a little dangerous." Gao Song nodded, "But the operation will take a long time, so please be gentle and push harder."

"I will try my best to give birth to it." Doris said seriously.

Mora: ???
No, why did Doris in her impression become a little abstract? This must be an illusion! It must be an illusion!

"By the way, didn't Doris say before that she needed a guitarist?" Fortunately, Tao Zhi came to change the topic away from "having children".

"But other people don't seem to have much interest in playing guitar."

"Tao Zhi, you can also make a guest appearance." Mora said.

"No, I like bass. I like the feeling of working hard silently behind the scenes, which is important but easy to be overlooked." Tao Zhi hugged his bass tightly and said seriously.

"Serious bass jokes are really hard to laugh at, but I can feel your persistence." Gao Song nodded seriously and struck the cymbals.

What’s going on? Is this the storyteller’s gavel?
"Well, I have a candidate." Doris said, looking at Zheng Fan who was greeting Kuroki, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

“But you don’t usually see it.”

(End of this chapter)