After coming out of the bathroom, Pei Ningle went back to get his backpack and mobile phone - although the charging time was only ten minutes, it was enough for this black and white button press to run for several hours in a low-power state.

But just as she was about to say goodbye and leave, Wang Heng suddenly asked, "Did you know that Brother Song before?"

Pei Ningle shook his head.

Wang Heng: "I have never seen you. Just chatting online for a few words, have you come from joining Rongdu?"

Pei Ningle: "Because... people said they could reimburse me for tickets!"

Wang Heng: "Where is the qualifications of that studio? Does he let you see anything that can prove your identity?"

The girl thought for a while and raised her index finger: "On Q, he sent me a photo from the studio, it looks pretty good!"

However, the office photos cannot tell anything - Wang Heng originally wanted to say that, but looking at the girl's expression without any doubt, she felt that she would not believe even if she said that.

Because there was no hope of making a comeback in the imperial capital, when he encountered an invitation, he immediately went straight to Rongdu. It was like a drowning person catching a driftwood. She would not worry about whether there was a poisonous snake hidden in it. As long as there was no evidence that hit her in front of her, it was obvious that Brother Song was unreliable, and Pei Ningle would definitely not retreat.

Wang Heng hesitated for a moment and asked again: "What about your parents? Do they know that you are here in Rongdu?"

Pei Ningle curled his lips: "Don't mention them, it doesn't make sense at all. No matter what I say, they are all the same set of lines, and they don't change them any more."

"Okay, then back to Brother Song. What works have he produced in his music studio?"

"I forgot to ask..."

Wang Heng had already expected this answer and was nothing to be surprised about.

He thought about it and said, "I'll go with you later. If you are alone, it will be very troublesome if you encounter anything. But when you meet that Brother Song, don't say that we are the first day we meet."

Pei Ningle: "Why?"

"Because new friends are not easy to interfere in your affairs, but if they are a relative and friend group, it will be convenient for you to speak."

———

Brother Song sat in the driver's seat of his Mazda and looked at the bustling and lively street scene outside, and felt particularly comfortable. Because the nature of "work" is quite special, he has never visited Chengdu City.

"After these orders are completed, you must be very casual and elegant." He stroked the old steering wheel and murmured to himself.

Suddenly, he saw a petite girl running over and opening the rear car door. The girl's clothes were very simple, which made him frown slightly; but looking at the girl's appearance, he thought about it again.

"You are Pei Ningle, aren't you?" he asked.

The girl quickly replied, "Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Song, my phone was out of power and I got lost again."

Brother Song waved his hand: "It's okay, it's all a trivial matter. You...hey, who are you?"

Behind Pei Ningle, there was a handsome boy who looked equally young and looked handsome, sitting in the back row, right next to Pei Ningle.

The boy replied, "Hello, Brother Song, I am Xiaole's cousin."

"Didn't she come alone?"

"I happened to be in college in Rongdu. This girl went to my school when she ran out of battery and found me, and then called you."

Brother Song frowned slightly, feeling that there was a huge variable in the original plan that he had won ten or ten thousand.

He thought for a while and decided to calm down first. So he asked, "Okay, what do you call me?"

The handsome boy's face was full of sincerity: "My name is Liu Heng, Brother Song, just call me Xiao Liu."

Pei Ningle glanced at him and wanted to laugh a little, but fortunately he held it in.

Brother Song nodded: "Okay, Xiao Liu. Is your sister coming to work here? Where are you? You are still a college student, what are you doing?"

The boy replied: "Xiaole's parents heard that she was in Rongdu, and specifically told me to take care of her more. So I have to go and see her working environment, living environment, etc."

Brother Song pinched the steering wheel and used the rearview mirror in the car to observe the faces of the two young people in the back row. Well, it's very good. He doesn't seem to be much vigilant, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with...

So Brother Song started the car, put down the handbrake, and said, "Then let's go and see with me. The place is a little far away, but after seeing it, I'll drive you back to the city."

"Okay, thank you Brother Song."

———

In Pei Ningle's imagination, Brother Song's music studio should be in the Rongdu urban area. However, as the car drove farther and farther away, the surrounding roads became more and more deserted, which made her feel a little nervous. Fortunately, Wang Heng was by her side, which added a little security to her.

It was obviously the first time we met, and we had chatted with Brother Song several times, but Wang Heng didn’t know this person before today. But for some reason, Pei Ningle felt that Wang Heng was particularly reliable.

But at this moment, Wang Heng was a little absent-minded and always looked out the car window silently. Brother Song talked to him, and he just gave a few simple and perfunctory words, making people unable to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Pei Ningle finally felt a little solemn.

After a while, just as Brother Song was talking about how livable the environment in Rongdu was, the girl suddenly asked, "Brother Song, I have never known what style you are good at... Are there any completed works that I can listen to?"

Brother Song didn't look back, but he had a smile on his tone: "Oh? Are you going to take the test for me?"

Pei Ningle didn't know what to say for a moment, but fortunately, Wang Heng next to her saved her.

Wang Heng said: "Xiaole either tests you, but thinks that talking about music professionals can bring you closer together."

Brother Song laughed and said, "Don't be so impatient. When you arrive at the place, you can't even talk about music during working hours. And Xiaole, you haven't attended a music school and have never learned professional knowledge. I'm afraid it's a bit unreasonable to tell you directly."

Pei Ningle was immediately dissatisfied: "I have taught myself music theory!"

Brother Song disagreed and said, "The self-study is definitely not as good as the one I have a professional teacher in the Provincial Conservatory of Music. But it's okay, when we settle down, I can teach you slowly, don't worry."

Pei Ningle closed his mouth in anger and said nothing.

After driving around for a long time, the car finally stopped.

Brother Song turned off the engine, got out of the car, and opened the door of the rear seat: "Let's get there, let's go."

Pei Ningle got out of the car and looked around. The sense of incongruity became stronger and stronger. The place obviously looked residential, and it was an old residential building like the one decades ago. It was really... unconvincing to say that there was a music studio hidden inside.
Chapter completed!