Chapter 105 Feng Kun Returns to China

Although Xu Fosheng is an entertainment reporter, he also has his own group of die-hard fans.

Those fans loved her vicious and sharp writing style. When they saw that she was uncharacteristically praising Ye Xingling but not belittling anyone, they all felt that something was fishy. How could their Buddha not curse? There must be something hidden... for sure!

Let’s carry forward the spirit of Bagua and study between the lines——

Silence is a kind of education, so what about not being silent?

"If you are not silent, you have no tutor." Sister Maina chuckled, crossing her slender legs and sitting elegantly on the sofa in Xia Ling's room, with Er Mao lying docilely at her feet.

During this period, Sister Mai Na often came to see Xia Ling, and she even became familiar with Er Mao. Uncle Ermao is a pet who only waits for others to serve. He is arrogant when facing classmate Xia Xiaoling, but when facing Sister Maina, he is as well-behaved as a little kitten.

Classmate Xia Xiaoling was very sad, very sad, and glanced resentfully at Uncle Ermao, who was pretending to be a good boy.

Sister Mai Na opened a thin and light laptop and motioned for Xia Ling to come over and take a look: "Look, people on the Internet are saying that compared to you who use silence to protect the weak, Xia Yu is too restless, jumping up and down without saying anything, and even fabricating her illness to deceive the public. , so uneducated."

Xia Ling pulled the mouse down, and there was a flood of messages, all criticizing Xia Yu.

——They all came out of the orphanage and were adopted by Boss Pei. How come the late Queen Xia Ling was raised so well, elegant and temperamental, and what about Xia Yu? Compared with my sister, I am in the sky and on the earth.

——That’s right, how can we compare? It seems that some people are born bad.

——Xia Yu has no quality!

——Bitch Xia Yu!

One after another, the scolding was fierce.

Xia Ling browsed through these denunciations and suddenly stopped on a post.

The post published a short video of Xia Yu being secretly filmed. She was escorted by a group of staff as she walked out of the car. A mineral water bottle with its cap unscrewed flew out of nowhere and sprayed water on her body. , looking extremely embarrassed.

There was a roar of applause from below. Occasionally, a few die-hard Xia Yu fans tried their best to protect their idols, but because they were outnumbered, they were quickly submerged in the torrential flood.

"Are you happy?" Sister Maina asked with a smile.

Few people know that she and Xu Fosheng have been friends for many years and rarely use this relationship. This time, for Xia Ling's sake, she specifically asked Xu Fosheng to publish this report. On the one hand, it was to praise Xia Ling, and on the other hand, it was to trample on Xia Yu.

Xia Ling was very grateful to Sister Maina, but her mood was a little complicated, as if she had spent all her strength to win a battle, but what was left was only emptiness and exhaustion. I can’t say whether I am happy or not, I just feel that things are unpredictable. Not long ago, the public believed the rumors and cursed her to death with passion. But now, they believe the hype of Sister Maina and others and use the same extreme attitude towards Xia. rain.

Sister Maina looked at her expression and said slowly: "Xiao Ling, being soft-hearted to the enemy is being cruel to yourself."

Xia Ling was startled, silent for a moment, and nodded.

In fact, she is not soft-hearted, she just feels that the world is so absurd, exaggerated and unreal. One second, she can lift a person to the sky, and the next second, she will fall hard. She just wants to make music and live a simple life, but why do some messy things always come to her?

But Sister Maina patted her on the shoulder: "You just need to make music well, and the company will handle everything else for you."

A trace of gratitude grew in her heart, yes, this time it was thanks to Sister Mai Na and Li Lei.

Without them, she would not be able to cope alone.

Because of Xu Fusheng's report, Xia Ling's popularity has reached a new level.

Corresponding to this is Xia Yu whose popularity has fallen to the bottom. Having her car smashed into a car or losing a mineral water bottle is not a big deal. The most fatal thing is that she was rejected by many notices, especially in advertising endorsements. No one dared to use an artist with such a negative image, even her music, nor can it be used as background music for any program or event.

Many media have predicted that Xia Yu, the new star favored by the emperor, will die just like that.

However--

Who gave her a good sister?

A few days later.

Entertainment news has been overwhelmingly reporting on one thing: Feng Kun, the emperor's chief music producer and Queen Xia Ling's royal music producer during her lifetime, has returned from vacation abroad.

Sister Mina who heard the news had a complicated expression: "Now, Xia Yu is saved."

Xia Ling looked at her puzzled.

Sister Mai Na sighed and said, "Do you know what he came back to do?"

Xia Ling shook her head.

Sister Mai Na: "Can you care more about entertainment news?!"

Xia Ling looked at her aggrievedly. She had no interest and no time... Ever since the holiday ended, she had been captured by Wei Shaoyin. She had been working hard day and night to catch up on the progress. She wished she could use one day as 48 hours. How could it be possible? Time to follow entertainment news?

"Forget it..." Sister Maina also knew that she was busy, so she sighed, "Feng Kun has made music for Xia Ling for ten years since she debuted, and during this period, she has not received a song from anyone else. So, you You can imagine his status in the hearts of Xia Ling's fans. Since Xia Ling's death, he wrote a debut song for Xia Yu for her sake, and then went abroad and disappeared.

"I suddenly returned to China this time. As soon as I came back, I announced that I would be arranging the song "Butterfly in the Cage". With such a big news, who would have the patience to pay attention to Xia Yu's little thing?"

"Butterfly in a Cage".

Xia Ling's expression became complicated.

She remembered her song so well - it was the last encore song she sang before she was murdered on stage in her previous life. This song was not on the pre-arranged repertoire of the concert, and had not even been made public before that. Not even her music producer Feng Kun, manager Chu Chen, or all the staff knew about it. its existence.

This was the only song she composed during the year she was imprisoned by Pei Ziheng.

Flightless butterfly/imprisoned in a spider web/broken wings/last song...

Flightless butterflies/spreading spider webs/bloody wings/ashed wishes...

Close your eyes, and the broken melody easily echoes in your mind. She once crawled at Pei Ziheng's feet wearing thin gauze clothes that could not protect her body, kissed the uppers of his shoes with trembling lips, and cried and begged him to give her a pen and paper so that she could endure the long and despairing imprisonment. Write something down during your cage life...Only in that way can you find the slightest feeling of being alive.

He graciously gave her a quill and a soft sheet of white paper.

He placed them on the rug by the window, far away from her. She had to straighten the gold chain around her ankle, strain her body for a long time, and then hold back the pain of tearing her limbs, before she could write out the melody bit by bit.