Last night, Sansan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, the melody of "Stars Light Up" played, as if she was in a daze. She was a musician, and she had listened to countless songs, but There are only a few songs that she can remember vividly, but Qin Feng sang it once last night, and he sang it on the phone, which had such a big impact on her.
"Where did you hang out last night? You smell of alcohol." Sansan said angrily.
"You're not my wife, why do you care so much? This is your guitar, return it to its original owner." Qin Feng handed the guitar to Sansan.
Sansan took the guitar, checked it carefully, and then said in a cold tone: "The guitar is soaked in water."
"What? It's soaked in water? How is that possible? Although it rained last night, it definitely wasn't soaked in water."
"Even a drop of water on the strings will leave an impression on the sound quality."
"Holy shit."
Qin Feng couldn't help but say something about the quintessence of Chinese culture. He felt that he was being blackmailed, but he had no choice. After all, he lent the guitar to himself. When it was delivered, the other party would naturally accept it.
"Then what should we do now? Let's do this. I bought your guitar with the 100,000 yuan I had before." Qin Feng said.
"You want to buy this guitar from me for 100,000 yuan? You must be dreaming."
"Don't touch porcelain. I'm not that easy to deceive. You are obviously blackmailing me." Qin Feng said with a strong attitude.
"This guitar is purely handmade, whether it is the processing or polishing of the frets, including the details of the neck, and the paint on this guitar, it is a work of art. Do you understand?"
"Then you handed me the guitar then?"
"I handed it to you, but I didn't expect you to take the piano and run away. Do you regret it now?"
Qin Feng was overturned this time. Sansan's words "purely handmade" made Qin Feng unable to fight back.
Qin Feng was too lazy to tell her and asked directly: "Okay, let me admit defeat. Tell me how much it cost in total. I bought this piano."
"Oh, I'm quite rich, but I won't sell this piano, no matter how much money I have."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to compensate."
"What are you going to pay for it? Are you going to pay for it with your life?"
Sansan showed a wicked smile and said, "That's about right. I want you to sing under my hands and I'll be your manager. How about that?"
When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately understood, good guy, he is going to sign a contract of sale with himself.
Qin Feng stared at the woman in front of him who was extremely beautiful but had a deep heart, and said coldly: "Am I stupid or are you stupid? Do you think I will agree?"
"One million, as long as you nod, the money will be transferred to your account immediately. I never cheat." Sansan said domineeringly.
"Oh, you are very rich."
"Money can buy 80% of the happiness in the world."
"What about the other twenty percent?"
“Here I am, the other twenty percent that only music can bring me.”
Qin Feng felt that he was being led away by the nose. Qin Feng didn't like this kind of rhythm, so Qin Feng directly turned back and said: "I don't want your one million, let alone sign a contract with you. If you want to play music, You can do odd jobs with me, maybe you can really learn something."
Sansan showed a charming smile and said, "I do some odd jobs for you? Do you know who I am?"
"What? You don't agree with Bibi?"
"How to compare?"
"Aren't you obsessed with music? We are better than music. How about singing on the roadside at night. Whoever's booth has the most people wins, how about that?"
"Okay, but I'm afraid you'll lose ugly when the time comes."
Sansan has absolute confidence in himself, otherwise his job as a music store boss these years would have been in vain.
Qin Feng said: "The loser will be the little brother of the winner for three months. During this period, no matter what excessive and weak demands the other party makes, even if the request exceeds the moral bottom line, he must agree to it unconditionally. Do you dare?"
"Come on, come on." Sansan said lightly.
"Okay, I'm going to take a shower first."
Qin Feng turned around to leave, but Sansan was afraid that Qin Feng would run away again.
"No need to bother, go to my room on the third floor." Sansan said in a teasing tone.
Qin Feng frowned slightly and asked, "Is it convenient?"
"What? Are you afraid that I will eat you? Or are you afraid of being pinched?"
Sansan has all kinds of amorous feelings, which most men cannot resist, but Qin Feng has experienced many battles and is naturally unafraid.
Just go up, who is afraid of whom?
Qin Feng went directly to the third floor. There was a large living room inside, then there was the fitness area, then there was the wine bar, and finally he reached the third and third bedrooms.
Qin Feng didn't expect that the third floor would be so unique, and Sansan's bedroom made Qin Feng even more surprised.
With the dark background wall, the aroma of heavy metals, and the rose petals scattered on the windowsill, Qin Feng felt that the style of the bedroom was completely inconsistent with the boss lady.
Seeing Qin Feng in a daze, Sansan smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, even if you don't have mental illness these days, you'd be embarrassed to say you play music."
"Are you mentally ill?"
"Occasionally, what? Are you scared?"
Qin Feng didn't answer, but took off his T-shirt and went to the bathroom.
"Go buy me new clothes." Qin Feng said in a commanding tone.
Sansan smiled and said, "What? Are you starting to give me orders now?"
"Let you get into the role first."
"You're so funny."
Although Sansan is full of expectations for Qin Feng, she doesn't think she will lose to him.
At Qin Feng's request, Sansan bought a pair of sports fashion brands, the price of which was about 3,000 yuan.
Qin Feng dressed well and said with a smile: "It's very good, quite comfortable."
To be honest, Qin Feng is very handsome, and with his hair styled, his overall temperament is even better. However, in Sansan's view, a man's skin is worthless. On the other hand, music is her only criterion for choosing friends.
"Where are we competing tonight?" Sansan asked.
"I can do whatever you want, because no matter where you are, I can crush and defeat you."
"Don't talk too much. At eight o'clock in the evening, we will be at Jiuzhou Plaza. You can pick up any guitar in the store and pick whichever one you like."
"OK, no problem, but now I want to take a nap."
Qin Feng lay directly on Sansan's big bed. This bed was soft and springy. If it vibrated, it would definitely be quite comfortable.
Sansan didn't mind, but showed a strange smile.
Qin Feng felt that there was something wrong with this woman. Suddenly, Qin Feng felt a coldness in his arms. He lowered his head and looked, holy shit...
"What the hell is this?" Qin Feng was shocked and saw a small white snake on the bed, spitting out snake letters.
Sansan put away the pet snake and said with a smile: "Is a grown man still afraid of snakes?"
Qin Feng couldn't help but complain: "You really have a mental problem. Who in the right mind would put a snake on his bed?"
"Yes, didn't I just say that?"
Qin Feng had nothing to talk to a mentally ill person. Sure enough, God gave her a perfect appearance and figure, but he would also give her an abnormal brain. Only in this way is it fair.
