eurekapd Chapter 137 Shooting
Chapter 137 Shooting
His sister should just sit there and be admired.
When the song ended, Song Baiqian applauded and praised, "You played well."
Hearing the familiar voice, Song Buci hurried out.
When he saw the person leaning in the corner, his eyes lit up.
"Second brother, are you done with your work?" Song Buci walked forward and asked excitedly.
When Song Baiqian took off his sunglasses and mask, revealing his handsome face, everyone sitting in the hall widened their eyes.
It’s actually Actor Song!
Wen Xiaoxing was particularly excited because Song Baiqian had always been his idol.
The drama he starred in, "Celebrating Every Year", was so cool!
She was excited but didn't dare to go up and speak. Her big round eyes looked at him without blinking.
He held the saxophone tightly in his hand, fearing that he would rush forward without thinking.
"I'm done." Song Baiqian replied with a smile, "I'm here to work for our Song family's eldest darling."
"Okay, okay, okay." Song Buci was very happy to hear that and quickly pulled him into the office.
The moment the door closed, people outside began to chat and whisper.
"Boss Song's brother is actually Song Baiqian. I... I... I am so happy!" Wen Xiaoxing was so excited that he grabbed Yang Jiayao beside him and shook him.
Yang Jiayao was also a little dazed. He didn't expect it to be like this.
In the office, Song Buci pushed him into a chair, turned on the computer and said, "I won't pay them wages, nor will I pay their social security, nor will I calculate their working hours."
"I also don't understand the orchestra's system or anything like that. I'm sorry to bother you with all that."
As he spoke, Song Buci patted his shoulder and smiled brightly and happily.
Finally, someone can take over these messy things, and she doesn't have to figure it out on her own after get off work!
"You hired me for this?" Song Baiqian raised his eyebrows, "Then why don't you let Big Brother find someone to help you."
"You are so free, of course I let you come." Song Buci retorted.
Hearing this, Song Baiqian shook his head and said with a smile: "You only know how to cheat people."
Although the words were complaints, the body was very honest.
She's my own sister, what else can I do? I can only pamper her.
Song Buci pulled a chair and sat next to him, looking at him. Then she supported her head and asked, "Second brother, do you think our band can pass the first level?" In fact, she was also very nervous.
"Why don't you try it and know?" Song Baiqian didn't look at her, his hands typing on the keyboard.
The voice is very sweet and gentle, and I feel safe when I hear it.
"I'm really worried. I'm afraid that I'll invest millions and there won't be any splash." Song Buci said, counting his fingers.
Hearing this, Song Baiqian snorted and said nonchalantly, "Brother can make money, and the gifts he bought you are worth more than this."
"You underestimate his ability to make money."
After Song Yunshen took over the Song family, he successfully made Feihong Group rise to a higher level in the imperial capital and even abroad through his own efforts.
The money earned from one contract is more than ten billion.
"And doesn't your band dad transfer millions into your account every month?"
"If you lose, go cry to dad and he will definitely feel sorry for you."
After listening to his second brother's words, Song Buci thought for a while. When he saw Song Chenyu, he lay down on him and hugged his thighs, then cried to the man.
While crying, he told the other party that he had lost out.
Thinking of the funny scene, Song Buci couldn't help laughing.
"Okay then." Song Buci was so comforted that he ignored them. After all, they had money to cover him.
After the two chatted for a while, Song Buci went out because he was still busy practicing.
In the days that followed, everyone was busy practicing the music.
I will record a video and post it online in a few days.
Everyone was very nervous, wondering if anyone would see it after posting it.
Song Buci saw their anxiety and called everyone to a meeting this morning.
Everyone sat in the hall, looking at her without saying a word.
After Chu Yue drank the water that Song Buci had added the special medicine to, the cancer in his body gradually got better.
But it is not completely cured and we still need to wait for matching.
But now she no longer needs to sit in a wheelchair and can stand up.
At this moment, she was standing next to Wen Xuyan, her eyes fell on Song Buci, wanting to know what she wanted to say to everyone today.
"Everyone must be very nervous recently." Song Buci looked at them and said, "Everyone, relax and don't worry. If it doesn't work out, we can come back next time."
"It's right to keep a calm mind."
Wen Xuyan has been studying and practicing at the same time recently. He is extremely exhausted and under a lot of pressure.
He was completely exhausted. After hearing what Song Buci said, he let out a long sigh and said, "No, I still have to work harder."
“People don’t want to wait a few more years.”
Looking at their gazes, Song Buci pursed his lips and then said, "Okay, let's work hard together!"
As she spoke, she extended her hand and said to everyone with a smile: "Let's cheer each other up and fight for the championship!"
Everyone put their hands together and shouted, "Come on!"
After the cheering, everyone entered the practice state.
After practicing for several days in a row, the day to shoot the video finally arrived.
Song Baiqian found a professional photographer to record the video for them.
Make sure you record the video beautifully.
They drove to a meadow and everyone brought their own musical instruments, but Song Buci's piano had to be transported there at a high price.
"Come on, sister." Song Baiqian sat in the driver's seat and said to Song Buci in the passenger seat with a smile, "I, your second brother, will cheer you on."
"I understand." Song Buci unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
The weather is very good today and the scenery around is particularly beautiful. When the wind blows, even Song Buci's white dress is blown up.
The long hair that was not tied up was also blown by the wind.
She raised her hand to smooth her long, straight black hair, then walked over.
The piano had been put down by the staff, and several people took out their own instruments and placed them aside.
Everyone was there tidying up their appearance.
We'll be on TV after filming today, so we can't be careless.
Song Buci was wearing a white dress and light makeup, looking pure and lovely.
Especially when she smiles, she is even more beautiful and charming, making people unable to take their eyes off her.
The photographer was ready, and everyone found their positions and started taking pictures.
Over and over again, from day to dusk and then to dark.
It wasn't until half past ten that someone shouted, "The shooting was successful!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone was exhausted.
Song Buci's straight back suddenly collapsed at this moment, and his hands, which had left the black and white piano keys, were twitching slightly.
After playing for a whole day, I was so tired that my hands were cramping.
As she rubbed her wrist and prepared to stand up, Fu Nanfeng's voice appeared: "Tired?"
"Let me rub it for you." As he said that, he grabbed her hand and started to rub it for her.