Two people sit facing each other, the room is in disarray.

  She said: "This house is too messy."

  He said: "It's just like this when you've just moved house. It was like that for me too when I first moved here."

  Then neither of them spoke again.

  Well, both of us felt a bit awkward.

  It turned out that Li Qian's new neighbor who had just moved in was actually Teacher Qi Jie.

  It's been over two months since they last saw each other, and their parting was somewhat unpleasant. Now that they've become neighbors again, it's inevitable that things are a bit awkward between them.

  It was just that even after Li Qian helped move everything, the movers took their money and left, but the two of them still tacitly didn't mention what happened that day.

  After a moment, Qi Jie asked: "Has our class gotten a new teacher?"

  Li Qian nodded and smiled: "It's Zhao Chen Zhao teacher."

  Qijie nodded, thought for a moment, and said: "When I first graduated and was assigned to the school, I went to listen to Teacher Zhao's class. At that time, I was a new teacher and wanted to learn from experience. To this day, I still remember that Teacher Zhao's classroom effect was very good! Moreover, it's already senior three, he is an old teacher, and leading senior three is more experienced than me. You guys are lucky!"

  Li Qian smiled and didn't say anything.

  When he was with Qi Jie teacher, he always followed Zhao teacher to praise him, right?

  Then after a while, Qi Jie asked again: "You and Wang Jinglu... are you okay?"

  Li Qian raised his head and said, "She's going to take the film academy exam, it was decided long ago. So her sister contacted a high school in Shuntian Prefecture ahead of time, and she'll be transferring there at the start of the new semester. She wanted to say goodbye to you before she left, but... didn't get in touch."

  Qijie nodded slightly and let out a faint sigh.

  Then there was a long silence.

  After about two or three minutes, Li Qian stood up and saw that Qi Jie also looked up. He said: "Well... is that it? Teacher Qi, you can clean up now. If you need my help with anything, just knock on the door."

  Qijie stood up with him, smiled and said: "Alright then, come over and sit down when you have time."

  Li Qian nodded and got up to leave.

  From start to finish, neither of them mentioned the unpleasantness that day. Not even Liao Liao brought it up, as if they were just two ordinary old acquaintances who exchanged a few pleasantries and then bid each other farewell.

  However, after returning home and taking a bath, Li Qian lay in bed. In his heart, he couldn't help but recall the events of that day.

  What made her suddenly get so angry?

  Those 20,000 yuan, did they really hit something? So that it brought her so many and such big changes afterwards?

  Li Qian was still puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

  …………

  The next afternoon after school, Li Qian still chose to eat a bowl of noodles casually on the side of the road, and then rode his bike to Lao Dou's record store - at noon he received a text message from Li Jinlong, who had brought back the accompaniment for two songs that had already been recorded.

  However, after Li Qian carefully listened to the accompaniment of two songs on the old Dou record, he was not very satisfied. So while speaking, Li Jindong took note. He wrote down all of Li Qian's suggestions for fine-tuning the accompaniment and would rush back to Shuntianfu early tomorrow morning.

  After the two people finished their accompaniment, it was already after 7 o'clock, but Li Jinlong still couldn't calm down. Because next, Li Qian called over several girls from Wuxingwusu and had them sing a few songs they were currently practicing to Li Jinlong one by one, asking him to help give some opinions - although the previous album produced by Li Jinlong for Wuxingwusu didn't sell well, it couldn't be completely denied that he was capable. After all, he was an old musician and producer with nearly 20 years of experience in the industry, his talent might be slightly inferior, but his experience was absolutely rich.

  Of course, facing the two songs "Happy Baby" and "Love Bird", although they are different in style, but absolutely fit the overall style of Wuxingwusu's music works. Moreover, under Li Qian's personal guidance and training for several days, it was a semi-finished product. For Wuxingwusu's a cappella, he had nothing to say but praise.

  And so, after just two hours, everyone left and went their separate ways, each busy with their own things again the next day.

  Because recently it's been just solo practice and then chorus, so whether it's Li Qian or the girls from Wu Xing Wu Suo, the task isn't too heavy. On Saturday morning, Li Qian gave them another morning of guidance, and in the afternoon he let everyone take a break - there was a car sent over by Hua Ge Sheng Pian, plus Wang Jingxue's Great Wall SUV, Li Qian and Wang Jingxue as locals took Xie Bing and Sima Duoduo and their agent Wu Jie to play at Daming Lake for the whole afternoon.

  The next day was the weekend, and several girls were said to have arranged to go to Lingyan Temple for a day, but Li Qian didn't accompany them. He had long planned to stay at home for a day, trying to write something.

  In recent days, the creative impulse in his heart has become increasingly strong. Many melodies that excite him have been emerging in his mind, and he quickly filled three or four pages of the small notebook he always carries with him.

  It can be said that it is just one step away from the final mature work.

  So, on this weekend day, Li Qian returned from exercise and had breakfast. He first hugged his guitar and casually played some discordant fragments, then constantly recorded the drips and drabs of inspiration on the white paper in front of him.

  Finally, he put down his guitar and stood up, walking to the window and silently gazing at the flowerbed downstairs.

  Yes, this work is only one step away from being grasped as a whole and forming a mature work, but it's precisely this step that he always feels unable to take - he can't find something that moves him, whether it's emotion, tone, or tendency, to help him unify these chaotic melodies.

  Standing silently in front of the window for a long time, he still frowned.

  Then, at a certain moment, he suddenly moved his body and his face quickly became excited.

  He walked back and sat on the sofa, picked up his pen, hesitated for a moment, and finally wrote a line of words on a brand new A4 paper - Spring breeze is not as good as you.

  Then, the topic suddenly came down, as if brushed for a moment, all the inspiration found an outlet for expression. At that moment, Li Qian's whole person was refreshed, then he frowned, pressed down the joy in his heart, and quickly wrote down.

  …………

  "You wrote a letter, calling me to come to Jiangnan. You said Jiangnan has many beautiful flowers, you said Jiangnan has birds singing sorrowfully, Jiangnan spring breeze blows on the white water, Jiangnan green streams surround the towers and pavilions. You gave me a letter, summoning me to come to Jiangnan."

  Your smile is radiant, you called me to come to Jiangnan. You said the tide in Jiangnan is like the sea, you said the lotus flowers are white on the Green Creek. You said the plum blossoms are ripe in Jiangnan, the painted boat blows the flute with a sorrowful rain sound. You wear white clothes and hold an oil-paper umbrella, calling me to come to Jiangnan.

  I came to Jiangnan, peach blossoms were planted near the door, met white water at the bridge head, and green streams surrounded the building.

  The south of the Yangtze River in spring is full of life, the willows and peach blossoms are lush, a gentle breeze blows for ten miles, but none compare to you.

  "Not as good as you."

  Writing and creating. Many times it's like this, the accumulation of everyday is indispensable, even if it's just a sentence, even if it's an unmelodious melody, accumulating them becomes skill. However, no matter how much you accumulate every day, no matter how bitter your thinking is, it can't compare to that moment when inspiration strikes and the spark of soul appears.

  In less than an hour, Li Qian smoothly wrote down the melody of "Spring Breeze Ten Miles Not As You". But afterwards, he felt that there were too many mixed things, making it too complicated, so he started to delete. Only keeping what he thought was the most essential and melodious melody, then the song quickly took shape.

  Then, with hardly any thought at all, he quickly scribbled down the lyrics on another piece of white paper beside him.

  The lyrics aren't great, but Li Qian is quite satisfied with them. After finishing the lyrics, he picked up his guitar and began to play and sing while making some final adjustments. As it approached noon, he finally confirmed that he had indeed completed this song.

  Perhaps in terms of lyrics, this song is just average, after all, Li Jian's strong suit isn't this. But with songs, it's never possible to separate the words and melody to evaluate them individually - a good song, first and foremost, is meant to be sung, so its melody must be moving, then the lyrics represent an even more external aspect, requiring that they convey as much of the song's emotion as possible through text, in a more direct way, conveying the entire song's thoughts and emotions.

  Obviously, from this perspective, this poem is definitely qualified.

  Matched with his own composition, Li Qian is very confident that the quality of this song is absolutely mid-to-high and definitely belongs to the level that can be shown to others!

  Then Li Qian copied it again into another large notebook, and only then was it considered officially completed.

  After finishing this song, he felt that the creative impulse that had been accumulating in his mind for a long time was suddenly cleared, and then, with joy, he suddenly felt a little empty.

  Yeah, it seems like I should find someone to share this with, but after thinking about it, Li Qian still closed his laptop and carefully put it away.

  Look back, after coming to this time and space, although it's only been a few short months, I've already come up with two relatively mature works. Looking back and accumulating some more, maybe I can really show them to people.

  Of course, what's most important is that after nearly two hours of intense mental labor, he was now starving, so he quickly tidied up the messy tea table, stood up and took his keys to go downstairs to Shengshi Huayuan for dinner.

  Recently, Li's father and mother have been in good spirits, it can be seen that their energy is also quite good.

  At first, Li Qian moved out to live, and Li's mother complained for many days, even complaining that her son was not yet an adult, but had already avoided herself, and was not close to her at all. However, after gradually adapting for a period of time, the two of them actually liked this life without Li Qian's disturbance.

  In the morning, Comrade Lao Li drove his new car to send Li's mother to work. After getting off work, he would rush to pick her up in time, making all their colleagues in the unit envy them. Li's mother naturally felt a little happy and contented.

  Moreover, Li Qian no longer asks them for pocket money, and even tuition fees can be fully self-funded. As for the future university entrance exams and university studies, Li Qian pats his chest to guarantee that he will take care of everything himself, without their help. So, the economic pressure on the couple immediately disappeared. Once they got into the mood, the old couple started going out from time to time to find a place to eat, and their days were spent more leisurely than Li Qian's!

  On the way back from eating, Li Qian was still sighing: Perhaps, after finishing this album for Wu Xing Yu Su, he shouldn't take on any other jobs before the college entrance exam?

  Look at them, an old couple, living so comfortably? On the other hand, I'm a high school student, getting more and more exhausted every day.

  But thinking about it, he also knows that even if he doesn't consider the issue of making money, and simply considers paving the way for the future, he must first do a good job on this album of Wu Xing's.

  Reputation is something that's hard to build up but can be easily destroyed.

  One mistake and his reputation is immediately ruined by half!

  Moreover, this is also his first time as a producer in the music industry, so he must be even more careful and meticulous.

  When Li Qian returned to his rented small house, he inadvertently discovered that there was a strange sedan parked at the entrance of the corridor. Although he didn't see clearly who was sitting in the car, Li Qian could confirm that there must be someone inside. At this moment, thinking back, he vaguely remembered that this car seemed to have been seen after he came back from eating breakfast.

  However, he didn't mind, and instead took out the poem "Spring Breeze Ten Miles Not as Good as You" that he wrote in the morning to read it again, humming it with satisfaction, before returning to his bedroom to prepare for a nap.

  Just as he was about to fall asleep, after just a few minutes, he faintly heard some noise outside.

  He frowned and turned over, facing the other side, ready to continue sleeping. But soon, what seemed to be a quarrel from the corridor grew louder.

  It seems to be... a man and a woman.

  Li Qian was slightly annoyed and also somewhat helpless.

  He wanted to ignore them and continue sleeping, but in a daze he heard a name, and couldn't help but sit up suddenly.

  Clean?

  Let me listen again... Ah, yes! It's Qi Jie and... Lu Liang? Or is it Lu Liang?

  He hastily turned over and got out of bed, grabbed a T-shirt and put it on randomly, walked to the door, and looked outside through the peephole.

  Actually, there's no need to look, as soon as I opened the bedroom door, the quarrel from outside in the corridor was already clearly audible.

  "How am I supposed to live? Is it any of your business? Don't just say that I'm only selling cosmetics at a counter, even if I were to sell vegetables by pushing a cart, whether I earn more or less, whether it's noble or humble. That's all my own choice, what does it have to do with you? I'll say it again, Lu Liang, we've already broken up and I'm not your fiancée anymore. If you dare to harass me again, don't blame me for calling the police!"

  "Why? What have I done wrong to you? Do you think returning the betrothal gifts means we can just cut ties? Don't forget, you've been my fiancée since over a decade ago. Can it be so easily broken off in your heart?"

  "You haven't done anything wrong to me, but I just don't like you! I don't want to spend my whole life with you! Do you understand?... What are you doing? Don't grab me! I'm telling you, Lu Liang, if you dare to lay a hand on me again, I'll call the police immediately!"

  The door creaked open with a groan.

  As soon as the door opened, Li Qian regretted it.

  He could guess what kind of relationship the two people had, and he knew that this was not something an outsider like him should interfere with. However, seeing Lu Liang pulling and tugging in the corridor outside, and Qi Jie insisting on not even opening the door, just wanting to hurry the other person away, Li Qian felt that since he already knew, he shouldn't continue pretending he didn't know.

  He then opened the door, saw two people in the corridor suddenly stunned, and forced a smile, looking at Teacher Qi Jie, asking: "Uh...Teacher Qi, is there anything I can help you with?"

  Qijie saw him come out and open the door, initially with a flustered expression on his face, but soon he calmed down. Then, she pointed at Lvbright and said: "He's harassing me, help me drive him away!"

  Lu Liang saw someone coming out of the opposite door, and at first, he was also a bit embarrassed and flustered. However, when he clearly saw that it was just a big boy who opened the door and called him "teacher", he immediately lost interest in talking to Li Qian again. He looked at Qi Jie and said: "Listen to me, we just have some misunderstandings, let's find a place to talk things through, okay?"

  Qijie shook off his hand and said, "We've known each other for over a decade, what else is there to understand about each other? What else can we misunderstand? What else do we need to talk about? I don't want to chat with you, please leave immediately!"

  After finishing speaking, she turned her head and looked at Li Qian.

  "Huh?" Li Qian was taken aback for a moment, then asked: "Is he good at fighting or not?"

  She raised an eyebrow, seemingly getting angry, and suddenly said: "He's tough so you don't care?" After a pause, as if feeling that her anger was misplaced, she added: "Don't worry, he definitely can't beat you!"

  Li Qian suddenly let out a sigh of relief, thoroughly stepped out of the door, and turned back to close it, smiling and saying: "Then I can rest assured."

  Lu Liang's eyes widened at the words, but before he could speak, Li Qian smiled and shrugged his shoulders, saying: "You see, you're not as tall as me, and you don't seem to have a stronger body than mine. Besides, I'm a basketball player, you know what that means! And by the way, I've been practicing martial arts for seven years now! So... how about we go find a more spacious place to practice?"

  Lu Liang stared at him in shock.

  You think I'm afraid of you? You're just a meddling outsider, and if you don't leave now, I'll really beat you up!

  But really... Honestly, when he saw Li Qian's head, the sturdy muscles exposed under his short-sleeved T-shirt, he suddenly felt a bit dizzy.

  This seventeen- or eighteen-year-old young punk always fights with his life on the line!

  He Luliang was a businessman and a civilized person, of course he would not stoop to fighting with a half-grown kid.

  At this time, if he showed weakness in front of Qijie, he felt that it was not coming down. Suddenly, his heart moved and he pointed at Qijie with a cold smile: "Good, I said, I said why you wanted to break up with me, it turned out that you found such a little kid, want to play sister-brother love? I said, do you still want face..."

  Bang!

  Qī Jié slapped her hand, a loud slap in the face.

  Even Li Qian couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

  Lu Liang was beaten so badly that he almost fell down the stairs.

  "Get out!" Qi Jie said.

  ***

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