Chapter 1079
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Pei Xi Mian didn't like acting, and he didn't know how to act at all.
He used to be a resident singer in a bar. He liked singing and even enjoyed music.
Later on, Brother Hua happened to find him as a talent scout, but the other party didn't choose him to be a singer. Instead, he wanted to use his face to act and make a name for himself in the entertainment industry.
It was all thanks to Zhang Li's selfishness that she couldn't bear to see him become popular. She had been suppressing his resources, so he could only act as a corpse.
Otherwise, when it came to the part where acting skills were needed, he would probably be helpless as well.
Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows lazily. She took a sip of Vang Tsai milk and replied casually, "I'm just guessing. When you moved, I saw the guitar that you brought over. It's well protected. You should like it, right? "
Pei Xi Mian stroked her wrist and nodded gently. "Yes, I like it."
"You don't have to thank me. If you really want to thank me, sing me a song. Use your favorite guitar. "She drank Vang Tsai milk and looked at him sideways.
"Okay."
Pei Xi Mian went upstairs to get the guitar.
The guitar was the color of wood and had a good tone. It looked expensive.
From the moment he plucked the strings and swept his fingertips, Shen Wanqing realized that the young man in front of her seemed to have changed.
She knew that in front of her, Pei Xi Mian was a very gentle and obedient young man who cared about her.
In front of others, he might be very cold or even indifferent.
But now, he was immersed in music and he was very different.
It was a kind of gentleness and respect that belonged only to music.
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Two days later, Tang Mu came to look for Pei Xi Mian. Shen Wanqing went to work and Pei Xi Mian got into the car with Tang Mu.
Tang Mu brought Pei Xi Mian to the recording studio.
There were many people outside the recording studio. They were all staff here.
Tang Mu went over to communicate with the people there. Before he left, he arranged for Pei Xi Mian to sit at the side and wait for him to come back.
Pei Xi Mian sat on a stool at the side, his fingertips pressing down on the brim of his cap. He didn't care about the curious gazes of the passersby.
After a while, Tang Mu and a middle-aged man walked over.
The middle-aged man beside Tang Mu had a small braid and wore a casual black jacket. He had green stubble on his chin.
The middle-aged man caressed his stubble nonchalantly and glanced at Pei Xi Mian.
Then, the middle-aged man sneered at Tang Mu. "Is this the person you wanted to introduce to me?"
Tang Mu nodded. He adjusted his glasses with his fingertips and introduced, "His name is Pei Xi Mian. He's an artist under me. Pei Xi Mian, this is the famous music producer, Jack. "
When Jack and Tang Mu walked over, Pei Ximian had already stood up. When he heard Tang Mu's introduction, he walked over and nodded. "Hello, I'm Pei Xi Mian."
Jack's expression was relaxed as he nodded casually. "Mm, hello."
Jack turned to look at Tang Mu and asked, "You want me to compose a song for him?"
"Yes." Tang Mu nodded.
Hearing this, Jack couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and said, "Old Tang, we've known each other for so long. You should know my habits. I don't arrange songs for people casually. Don't you remember? "
"I know." Tang Mu nodded calmly. "But didn't you say that you would arrange songs for people you admire?"
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