In the nanny car, Lao Jia explained to Chen Yiming tomorrow's work, some internal matters within the company, and some hot topics on the Internet.

Under normal circumstances, artists' official social accounts are managed by the studio, and they have their own trumpets, which they use to surf on weekdays.

However, there are also some artists who are addicted to games and cannot pay attention to the news at night. Managers or other staff will help remind them every day.

For example, if a topic was commented on by a certain artist, or if a certain artist liked it when he posted a blog post, Chen Yiming would not necessarily find out immediately.

But for this kind of thing, it will be embarrassing if you don't respond in time, so people in the team are watching every move online every day, just to respond in time.

Whether it is good or bad, you must know it immediately.

Of course, good things must be expressed in some way. If someone has been blackmailed and some bad things have been revealed, they must be criticized immediately to prevent the situation from developing out of control.

After finishing everything on the Internet in a routine manner, Lao Jia seemed to be talking to himself and said, "Hey, Tian Junyu has released a new song."

Chen Yiming said nonchalantly, "He didn't just release a new song."

"Did you listen too?" Lao Jia asked unexpectedly.

"How could I listen to such a tasteless song and lose its price?" Chen Yiming said disdainfully.

Lao Jia didn't say anything anymore. If it were someone else, she would definitely retaliate. How can there be so many downloads without taste? Could it be that the fans who have contributed tens of millions of downloads are all fools with no taste?

But Chen Yiming is his own artist, so he has no choice but to endure it.

The nanny car was driving on the wide avenues of Yanjing.

It was almost early in the morning when the shooting ended, and there were still many vehicles driving on the street.

Pedestrians walked briskly on the sidewalk under the streetlights.

Under the bright moonlight are their tired faces.

Occasionally, couples hold hands and cross the road. Although it is late autumn, it will not be too cold to cuddle up together.

Lao Jia's eyes stayed on a couple holding hands waiting for a red light for two seconds.

Chen Yiming had put down his cell phone, flattened his chair and fell asleep.

Lao Jia took out his mobile phone.

The light shines on her slightly sad face.

The news that has been worn for a hundred days is not to gain attention and gain popularity, but is the real story.

Tian Junyu really released a new song.

Twelve o'clock midnight.

Tian Junyu’s new song arrived as promised.

Song title: "Ten Years"

Composer: Lin Yu

Lyricist: Lin Yu

Arranger: Lin Yu

Singer: Tian Junyu

...

Lao Jia put on his headphones, leaned on his chair, and looked out the window again. The couple had disappeared at the street corner.

"If those two words didn't tremble, I wouldn't realize that I was uncomfortable. No matter how I said them, it was just a breakup..."

The melody sounded, and Lao Jia suddenly lost his mind, and his eyes were in a trance.

"If there are no requirements for tomorrow, holding hands is like traveling. There are thousands of doors, and there is always one person who has to go first..."

Also on a late autumn night, a girl mustered up the courage to run to the school basketball court and put a box of chocolates into the boy's hand.

Since then, there have been a pair of sweet figures beside the court, in the library, by the lake, and on the paths on campus.

They spent spring, summer, autumn and winter together.

In the blink of an eye, after graduating from college, the two found themselves in different jobs due to professional reasons.

The girl joined Modern Fruit, one of the five major entertainment companies, and became an intern agent.

The so-called trainee agent actually means working alongside a gold medal agent, learning the skills of dealing with people, and skillfully maintaining relationships with celebrities. Celebrities are both their bosses and their commodities.

Only by pushing stars to bigger and better platforms will they, as agents, follow the rising tide.

Lao Jia is just a newcomer who has to work until late at night every day before going home.

At first, his boyfriend would pick him up, but later the two of them started to go their separate ways.

There is less time together, less communication, but more conflicts...

Suddenly one day, after another big quarrel, her boyfriend broke up with her. Because of her willfulness, unwillingness to admit defeat, stubbornness, tough talk, and all possible reasons, Lao Jia angrily agreed to break up and move out of the shared rental house.

Block vx, delete Langbo friends, delete mobile phone number.

She thought that by cutting off contact, she would be able to stop all worries.

"Since the embrace cannot stay, why not enjoy it and shed tears when you leave..."

As the singing wafted in his ears, Lao Jia burst into tears.

She blocked vx but did not delete her friends, because she could block him at any time and check the other person's circle of friends to see how his life is going recently. Look at his status and see if he is happy or sad.

She dared to delete the phone number because she knew the number by heart. Even if she deleted it countless times on the phone, it would not be deleted in her brain. However, she did not dare to block the number because if she blocked the number, the other party would not be able to call in.

What if he still wants to find her? What if she doesn’t receive the call?

But that familiar number never appeared in the incoming calls on Lao Jia's mobile phone.

It wasn't until Lao Jia released him from the vx blacklist for the nth time and secretly looked at his WeChat Moments and found the photo of the pair with smiles on their faces that she finally let go.

She deleted vx and blocked the number from which there would be no further calls.

In the end, they became friends who could not greet each other. When they saw each other again, he held the hand of a stranger and could no longer find a reason to hug.

"Ten Years" is not just a song, but her farewell to youth.

The song ends and everyone disperses.

Lao Jia was already in tears.

That person and that relationship are no longer here.

Everyone seems to have an unforgettable feeling, which is sealed in a box called memory. Every time it is opened, the heartstrings are ruthlessly teased, causing twitching pain.

"Where are we?" Chen Yiming woke up from his sleep and asked drowsily.

Lao Jia quickly wiped away the tears on his face and took off his headphones as if nothing happened. "We're almost at your apartment. Go back and get some rest early. I'll pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Chen Yiming said "Hmm" and lay down again, "Call me when you get there."

Lao Jia smiled and said, "Okay."

Chen Yiming continued to lie down and take a nap, completely unaware of everything that happened. He might never take the initiative to listen to Tian Junyu's new song in his life, but soon he would have no choice but to accept it.

Lao Jia took a deep look at the song that was still looping on his phone. From the headphones on his shoulders, he could vaguely hear the singer telling his story.

Lao Jia put the headphones back on and looked out the window with a smile.
Chapter completed!