Chapter 86 B-2

However, as an excellent singer, Sang Li will not bring any emotions into the performance. She interpreted the aria almost perfectly, and her bright smile not only fit the theme of the performance, but also conquered the audience in the VIP seats.After the performance, the leaders and guests came to the stage to shake hands with the actors one by one. Those words of encouragement and warm praise seemed to tell Sang Li—look, this is what you want, and now, you have indeed got it. She worked very hard, suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and showed everyone a smiling face. Leung Wai Song was also in the guest team.

He was the last one to walk, and when he passed by Sangli, he said in a kind tone: "Xiao Sang, don't leave, let's sit together at night." Sang Li smiled and nodded, agreeing. But to Sang Li's surprise, Liang Weisong didn't choose a quiet tea room that night, but chose a noisy bar instead. Sang Li was waiting for him at the door of the bar, and when he saw him, he asked puzzledly, "Mr. Liang, can't we drink the bar?" Liang Weisong was obviously in a good mood, smiled heartily, and replied as he walked in: "Suddenly I want to find a lively place to experience it. After thinking about it, this time is probably the most lively place here."

During the conversation, the two entered the bar. It was indeed a lively time at eleven o'clock in the evening.The waiter came up and took the two of them to the seats near the corner.Although it was dim there, the whole small stage could be seen in a sweeping view. Sang Li sat down curiously, watching Liang Weisong raised her hand to summon the waiter, while she happily studied a small jar containing dice.After Liang Weisong finished ordering drinks, he turned around and saw Sang Li playing dice. He held Sang Li's hand with his left hand, and opened her fingers with his right hand, took out the dice, and held it in his hand to play.When Liang Weisong's hand touched Sang Li, he hesitated slightly. Sang Li was a little suspicious, but kept his expression on.

She just smiled brightly, leaned over quickly, and followed Liang Weisong's example to snatch the dice back. She smiled and said, "Adults can't compete with children." Her smile is perfectly balanced: both the innocence of a child and the charm of a woman. Liang Weisong also laughed, and said while laughing: "You are so funny, you are not afraid of me, unlike my students who complain all day long that I can't laugh and are too strict with them." "Strict teachers make great students," Sang Li said with a smile, "If I could have such a teacher, I would laugh out loud in my dreams."

"Ye Yuxia's student is also good." Liang Weisong turned the teacup in his hand, seemingly inadvertently mentioned, "Shen Jie is Qin Lizhong's son... I only recently found out that he took his mother's surname. How is President Qin?" "I don't know," Sang Li said honestly, "I haven't seen him before." "Oh," Liang Weisong looked at Sang Li, "Did Shen Jie take you to meet his parents? Aren't you his girlfriend?" "Is the girlfriend going to meet the parents?" Sang Li frowned, leaned back slightly, and looked at Liang Weisong against the back of the sofa.

Liang Weisong nodded: "That's right. Their family style has always been very loose, which is rare in a rich family." After changing the subject, he continued to ask, "You are about to graduate, what do you plan to do?" Sang Li replied, "Maybe I will go to Shanghai." "Shanghai...is pretty good too," Liang Weisong said thoughtfully, "Do you want to come to Beijing?" Sang Li looked at Liang Weisong, his brains turned quickly, and he smiled and replied: "Then you have to help me." Liang Weisong is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he just smiled and said: "If you need investment, will you ask Shen Jie to help you?"

It was an obvious temptation - he could help Sang Li, but he didn't want Sang Li to turn around and rely on Shen Jie's strength. Sang Li was not stupid, so he pretended to be very cautious and asked, "Teacher Liang, how much does it cost to invest?" Liang Weisong stretched out a hand, clenched it into a fist and shook it. Sang Li gasped: "One hundred thousand?" Liang Weisong nodded: "You should know that a good platform far exceeds this investment." He smiled: "Besides, this is an internal price." Sang Li also smiled: "Then I really don't have any money, and Shen Jie won't help me, because he's going back to Shanghai Zhongyue's headquarters—if I'm in Beijing, what would it be like?"

Liang Weisong laughed loudly: "Little friend, you are really a little friend—you are willing to give up such a good opportunity? No matter how capable Shen Jie is, I will send you to graduate school or become a chorus actor in a song and dance theater. It is best for me to help you. In the future, you will have the opportunity to go to the best music school for further study, and even go abroad for further study. When you come back, you will be a combination of Chinese and Western." Sang Li was shocked in his heart, thoughtful. Liang Weisong saw Sang Li's vacillation, and smiled slightly: "But Shanghai is not bad, girls, having a stable home is the most important thing."

He glanced at Sang Li: "When will you treat us to a wedding candy?" This sentence accurately points to the most uncertain part of Sang Li - who is she in Shen Jie?Since it is not the final destination, now when there is a higher step in front of her, should she step on it? The best opera house, the best school, the easiest way... Liang Weisong is not lying, she believes he can do it.It's just that she has no money, and Shen Jie is unwilling to pay... Besides, is there any other way? Duan Rui said: Men can be used as pedals, but they cannot be used as rice bowls. But, is Shen Jie willing to be used as a pedal by herself?If you don't want to... then isn't he courting death?

The bar was very noisy, and the noise made Sang Li, who was used to being quiet, dizzy.Liang Weisong looked at the stage leisurely. Sang Li followed his gaze and found that the person singing was a young woman with long hair covering half of her face, but she was very pretty.Her voice is not slightly rough and hoarse like many bar singers, but clear and clear, especially when she sings songs in foreign languages. Seeing the curiosity in her eyes, Liang Weisong approached her slightly and told her, "That's the lady boss." "What?" Sang Li was taken aback, looked at Liang Weisong, and then carefully looked at the woman on the stage.

"Really," Liang Weisong leaned against Sang Li, sitting relaxed, no longer the image of the black costume and bow tie on the stage, "she was not a proprietress when she started singing, but when she became a proprietress, she could only Just kidding, which boss can let his woman sing in public all day long?" The pointed tone made Sang Li feel even more troubled. But I have to admit, he was right. With Zhongyue's background, Shen Jie's mother had to leave the stage when she became famous, so what was she like? Therefore, no matter whether Shen Jie is sincere or not, no matter whether he is willing to accept her or not, she will not have a better future. Their deal only contributed to their closeness; their closeness would eventually destroy her dream. In the noisy and bustling bar, Sang Li turned cold and didn't say a word. On the way back, Liang Weisong sent Sang Li off, pacing slowly, as if to contain Sang Li's impatience. When crossing the road, Liang Weisong seemingly inadvertently stretched his arms around Sang Li's waist, as if protecting her from being hurt by a passing car, Sang Li was taken aback, but didn't say anything. Just crossing the road like this, turning to the road to "SOHO Jiayuan", Liang Weisong still didn't let go of Sang Li's waist.Sang Li didn't speak, just trying to figure out Liang Weisong's thoughts, she was a little uncertain: there is an essential difference between a person like Liang Weisong and those friends Shen Jie socializes with. He has a beautiful wife, impressive wealth, and a prominent position... ...He doesn't lack for anything, how could he attack a little girl like himself?Is it just because you are young? Finally walking outside the community, Liang Weisong didn't go in, but just smiled and said, "Sang Li, would you consider my suggestion?" He let go of his hand, raised his hand and gently brushed the messy hair on Sang Li's cheek behind his ears. Sang Li was stunned for a moment, but there was no other reaction. Liang Weisong's eyes danced with a small cluster of light, as if he was bewitched by something, he leaned down slightly, and whispered in Sangli's ear: "Money is actually not a problem, the key is whether you really want to enter this business. If you want I will help, just give me a correct sentence." After finishing speaking, he straightened up, smiled slightly, took a step back, and waved his hands: "I'm going back, you should think about it again." Sang Li lowered her eyes and watched him leave in a taxi. At that moment, Sang Li knew that he didn't need to hide anymore. There's no need to pretend that he doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't need to pretend that he doesn't care—he still sees through her, what she wants, and what she can't get now. The key is whether she really wants to enter this business - he has clearly seen how desperately she wants all of that. But, will Shen Jie let go? Thinking of this, Sang Li took a deep breath, as if it was only then that he realized that their deal lacked a deadline from the very beginning.