"I'm just going home to be with my daughter. Why do you have to come with me?"

In the nanny's car, Yuan Wanqing was sitting on the rest seat in the back row, looking at Luo Fei who was getting into the car opposite her, and said with a speechless face: "Why don't you go home to accompany your wife?"

"I haven't seen Zhusheng for a long time, why don't you ask me to go back and have a meal?" Luo Fei rolled her eyes at her, and then muttered, "Besides, isn't there a good show to watch?"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Luo Fei chuckled twice, then changed the subject and said, "You have also finished recording your song "Rings of the Year". Your work intensity must have been much less intense recently, right?"

"This is how outdated artists are." Yuan Wanqing smiled helplessly, "I just failed to live up to Mr. Ying's expectations."

"This comeback was also launched by him against all opinions. Unfortunately, it is indeed difficult to go against the tide of the times."

"I used to have a dream that I would be able to return to my original height after my comeback. Now it seems that it is better to accept the reality that I am an old man as soon as possible."

"You are somewhat presumptuous." Luo Fei shook her head and said, "It's not that you have gotten worse, or that today's artists have really improved, but that in the Internet age, the ways and means for a person to become famous have changed logically.

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"What's more, digital albums are becoming more and more developed now, and piracy is everywhere. Singers have passed the stage where selling albums can make huge sales."

"If you don't have traffic, if you want to appear in a popular variety show and promote it, you have to pay for it. The prices of various commercial performances can't go up, and you won't be able to find anyone for brand endorsements."

"And works are just a way to get traffic, and it's not the only one."

"These days, your jokes and humor on variety shows are more useful than singing a good song."

Yuan Wanqing listened to Luo Fei's words and knew that this was her friend comforting her. She held her chin and looked at the street scene outside the window, feeling at peace in her heart.

At the beginning of the century, she became very popular when she first debuted, but she actually only made money for two or three years. Later, she went abroad for treatment, and for more than ten years, she was not as wealthy as outsiders imagined.

But even so, the money is definitely enough.

Even if this comeback is not very effective and there is no splash, but usually relying on the company's channel resources to take on some commercial acting work, the reward is far more generous than most people imagine.

She is no longer the little girl she was before, with no grand goal of becoming a famous figure.

Now that her comeback has failed, Yuan Wanqing has gradually accepted the result and plans to put some of her thoughts and focus of life back on Yan Zhusheng.

At least I should come back to spend time with my daughter every weekend from now on.

Otherwise, it would not be good for her to stay at home alone all the time.

"It's a pity that the company has been undergoing transformation in recent years, and its internal resources have been completely tilted towards the film and television industry."

Luo Fei was still talking non-stop, "The quality of the songs I invited you for is really not top-notch, I can only say it's average."

"It is said to be tailor-made, but in fact, the song "Ru Meng Pian Pian" is pretty good, but it still resonates more with old fans."

"But in the Internet era, it is still a world dominated by young people. The proportion of older people who can still surf the Internet is really not high."

"Okay." Yuan Wanqing smiled and waved her hands, "After saying so much, you are actually trying to enlighten me. I am not as fragile as you think."

"I just don't want you to be completely depressed." Luo Fei sighed, "These days, sometimes opportunities come as they come, and you have to be ready to catch them at any time."

"It's not as easy as you said." Yuan Wanqing shook her head and said, "Anyway, life has to go on. Whatever you want for dinner, I will ask the cooking aunt to prepare it in advance."

"Then I guess you have to be more prepared." Luo Fei said softly.

"What?"

"It's nothing." Luo Fei suppressed a smile, "I can eat whatever I want, you just have to look at the arrangements."

Yuan Wanqing took out her mobile phone and called the cooking aunt.

After she was connected, she said a few words briefly, and then she heard the other person say:

"Your daughter called me today and said she didn't need to go over to cook today. Look at this..."

"Huh?" Yuan Wanqing was stunned for a moment, "Did she give any reason?"

"I didn't ask." The cooking aunt said, "After all, this has been going on for a long time. In the past two months, I was often not asked to go over for the meal on Saturday night. I was only asked to go for the meal at noon on Sunday.

Do."

"That's it." Yuan Wanqing was silent for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking, and finally nodded and said, "I understand. I'll ask Zhu Sheng about the situation first."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Wanqing looked at Luo Fei who was covering her mouth and laughing, and suddenly showed a suspicious expression: "You guys, do you know something?"

"I only know a little bit."

"Then you should say so."

"Isn't it going to be at your house soon? You can see for yourself."

Seeing her say this, Yuan Wanqing also fell into deep thought, and then made some guesses.

When the nanny car drove into the community and parked in the garage, Yuan Wanqing and Luo Fei got out of the car and walked towards their home.

As the elevator went up, Yuan Wanqing took out her house key, opened the door and asked Luo Fei to go in, and then took a look at the floor of the entrance hall.

In addition to Yan Zhusheng's shoes, there is also a pair of larger-sized sneakers that look like they belong to a boy.

"Is it Li Luo?" Yuan Wanqing glanced at Luo Fei, curled her lips and said, "I don't know what you are excited about."

"You guessed it right now?" Luo Fei was stunned for a moment, "Why do you feel so familiar to me?"

"We met during the parent-teacher conference and even had dinner together." Yuan Wanqing said simply, "How did you know in advance that he would come here?"

"I received an email from him two days ago. It was Zhusheng who asked me to help with two arrangements." Luo Fei spread her hands and said, "He said that he would record songs on the weekend, so I guessed that Li Luo would come over."

Yuan Wanqing rolled her eyes and finally understood why this guy had to come over today to have a meal.

But she was also a little curious: "Why does Li Luo have a new song?"

"Never underestimate the brains of young people." Luo Fei sighed, "Pop songs are not that difficult to begin with. I think they are pretty good to listen to, and some of the melodies are also very catchy."

"Then let's go and have a listen." Yuan Wanqing said, having already put on her slippers and walked towards the recording studio on the second floor.

Luo Fei hurriedly followed, her face full of interest, as if she was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

The two of them walked all the way to the door of the recording studio on the second floor.

The recording studio at Yuan Wanqing's home is made of special soundproofing materials.

But that doesn't mean you can't hear any sound at all.

At least after walking to the door, I could still hear the noise inside.

However, there was no sound of recording music inside at this time. Instead, the voices of two people could be vaguely heard.

Originally, Yuan Wanqing wanted to knock on the door directly, but the next second, her hand stopped.

"Li Luo, please be gentle here."

"I don't understand what you just said."

"That's it...I'll teach you."

Then a burst of singing came from inside.

"It's right here. Listen carefully. The wording here can be softer. It has an ethereal feeling. You bite it too hard."

After hearing this, Yuan Wanqing's expression softened and she raised her hand to knock on the door.

The recording studio suddenly became quiet.

Soon, after a burst of footsteps, Yan Zhusheng opened the door from inside.

When she saw her mother and Luo Fei, her face was suddenly startled: "Why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do on the weekend, so I came back to see you." Yuan Wanqing glanced at Li Luo inside, and then asked, "I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Yan Zhusheng blinked, then shook his head, stepped aside, and allowed Yuan Wanqing and Luo Fei to come in.

"Long time no see, Zhusheng." Luo Fei walked in happily, hugged Yan Zhusheng, and rubbed and pinched her face with both hands, "Come on, smile, look how beautiful you look when you smile.

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"Aunt Luo Fei, we still need to record a song." Yan Zhusheng said expressionlessly, letting Luo Fei play with her face.

"Alas..." Luo Fei sighed and let go of her hand, "She was still cute when she was a child, but she is no longer interesting when she grows up."

After finishing speaking, Luo Fei turned to look at Li Luo and said with a smile: "You are Li Luo, right? I have heard about you for a long time, and I finally see you this time."

"Hello, aunt." Li Luo greeted politely, "Thank you for your help in arranging the previous songs."

"Just thank Zhusheng. I grew up watching her. Arranging music is just a small matter."

"So there are guests at home, why don't you let the cooking aunt come to the house?" Yuan Wanqing asked, "Don't you plan to eat at home?"

"Auntie misunderstood." Li Luo explained, "We bought some food when we came here. We planned to cook a meal after recording the song, which was also a way to thank her for helping me record the song."

"You can also cook?" Luo Fei was surprised.

"And it's delicious." Yan Zhusheng said seriously, "It's more delicious than what the cooking aunt makes."

"Then I have to try it." Luo Fei said with a smile, "Li Luo, do you mind?"

"Of course." Li Luo smiled, "As long as the two aunties don't dislike it."

"There's no rush about dinner." Yuan Wanqing's eyes fell on the microphone in the recording studio and the lyrics next to it, "How about you let me listen to your new song first?"

Li Luo nodded.

So Yan Zhusheng at the side took off the headset next to him and put it on Li Luo again.

Yuan Wanqing looked at this scene and her eyes moved slightly.
Chapter completed!