Feng Shiyao, who had come all the time, did not leave in the end. She and Xiao Yingying lived directly at Gao Zheng's home. No one thought it was abnormal whether it was Feng Shiyao herself or Gao Zheng's parents.

Anyway, the villa rented by Gao Zheng is big enough and there are enough rooms.

Two years after Gao Zheng rented the villa, it finally became lively. He was no longer alone in the empty room.

Although Feng Shiyao said that she was here to accompany Gao Zheng and help Gao Zheng, she actually didn't need to do the specific things.

In terms of daily life, Gao Zheng's parents were there.

There are professional matters such as Gao Zheng's agent Viviano.

She actually didn't have much to do, she was just accompanying Gao Zheng.

And I can't stay with me for twenty-four hours.

Fortunately, she carved a guitar when she came to Spain.

So many times, she would write songs with a guitar.

Although she is no longer in China, this does not mean that she has put down her dream of music.

After staying for a week, she and Xiao Yingying were "driven" back to China by Gao Zheng.

After all, there are still many jobs waiting for her in China, and she cannot really abandon her completely. Otherwise, she would not want to continue pursuing her musical dream from now on.

It is said that it is necessary to rest, but it cannot rest indefinitely. It always needs to appear in front of the public again. Just posting a short video online from time to time cannot completely eliminate those doubts.

Finally, Feng Shiyao and Gao Zheng agreed that after she finished her work, she would return to Madrid again.

Gao Zheng also promised Feng Shiyao to keep the room she had lived in. No matter when she came back, there would always be a bed for her.

Viviano drove Feng Shiyao and Xiao Yingying to the airport. Gao Zheng did not get out of the car, but waved to Feng Shiyao in the car, and then kept watching them dragging their luggage to the elevator in the parking lot.

Viviano, sitting in the driver's seat, secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Gao Zheng's face still having a smile on his face, but the smile seemed to be frozen on his face, maintaining the way Feng Shiyao waved his hand to say goodbye.

"We're back, Gao." He reminded.

"Okay." Gao Zheng nodded, but his eyes were still on the elevator, although Feng Shiyao had already disappeared in the elevator.

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"Sister Feng, Sister Feng..." Xiao Yingying was about to talk to Feng Shiyao, but after she spoke, she didn't hear Feng Shiyao's response, so she had to call out several more times.

"Ah?" Feng Shiyao came to her senses. "What's the matter?"

"I won't come with you next time, Sister Feng. There are many jobs in China that I can't even leave," said Xiao Yingying.

Feng Shiyao was not surprised, but nodded and agreed very simply: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"What's the hard work? This is my job." Xiao Yingying said with a smile. "Sister Feng, you have to work harder next. Running with both heads will really become a 'air flying man'."

"It's okay." Feng Shiyao said lightly, as if it was really not a very hard thing.

When Xiao Yingying heard this answer, she did not speak, but turned her head and laughed.

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When Gao Zheng returned home, he saw his parents sitting in the living room, obviously waiting for him.

Seeing him enter the house, my mother stood up and asked, "Have you sent someone onto the plane?"

"No, they were sent to the parking lot and they went in by themselves."

"Just only sent to the parking lot? Well, how can I not send it in? It's not good to do this..." Mom complained.

Gao Zheng was amused and crying: "Mom, then I'll just send them back to China."

"That's good..."

"What's so good!" Gao Zheng rolled his eyes to his obviously confused mother, then turned to the stairs: "I'll go back and lie down for a while."

After Gao Zheng went upstairs, his mother sighed and said to her husband sitting on the sofa: "Suddenly I felt that this house... is a bit too big."

"It's not the first day you moved in," said the husband.

"What do you know?" Gao Zheng's mother gave him a blank look.

The husband snorted: "I don't think it's big, I just like big houses. I just think it's too quiet... less...music sound. Well, less music."

When Feng Shiyao was still there, the sound of guitar would sound from time to time in the room.

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After Gao Zheng, who returned to his bedroom, closed the door, lay down on the bed, took out his cell phone, and sent Feng Shiyao WeChat: "Have you got on the plane?"

"Where is that fast? We just passed the security check and are sitting in the lounge now." Feng Shiyao replied almost instantly.

"After you left, my parents were not used to it. When I got home, I saw them sitting in the living room. I didn't know what to do."

Feng Shiyao replied with a smile on her face covering her mouth and said, "Thank you uncle and aunt for me. They took care of me these days. It was me who should have taken care of you, but in the end they became the one who was taken care of..."

"Didn't you thank them?"

"Thank you again."

"Okay, I'll tell you when you're having a meal later. But in fact, you don't have to be so polite. My parents didn't treat you as an outsider."

"Uncle and aunt are good, I can't be polite."

"Okay... I just noticed that my home has become much quieter, and then I realized that I didn't hear your guitar. Are there any inspiration on my side these days?"

“It really is.”

"Wow! So awesome? You just play the piano, hum and sing, and then write a song?"

"It's still far from it. Now I just have a very vague impression in my mind. I want to say something, but I don't know what it is."

Gao Zheng couldn't understand Feng Shiyao's statement at all: "Although I can't understand, I feel so awesome..."

Feng Shiyao smiled: "When I write it out, I promise you are my first listener."

"Okay, I'll listen carefully!"

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Feng Shiyao put down her phone. Although she had only been by Gao Zheng for a week, she did have a very vague concept in her mind, and an idea was about to break through the ground.

She felt that she should make an album for Gao Zheng.

This is not the first time she has inspired her creativity because Gao Zheng has brought her.

After watching Gao Zheng's competition, she finished it in one go and stayed up late to finish writing a song. Because of this song, she helped herself win the talent show championship and embarked on a star journey.

But this time it was different. The touch that Gao Zheng gave her this time was not the kind of thing that hit her chest very violently, nor could it be accommodated by a song.

And it is more like life, she needs to merge these little things into many trickles, and finally turn into rivers and flow into the sea.

So, she made up her mind that she would come back to Madrid, and she would fly back to Gao Zheng. She would always be by Gao Zheng's side, collect the little bits and pieces with him, and then write them into many songs, and finally gather them into an album.

An album, not a song, is a very complicated project.

Simply put, an album is not enough for just one song, and it is not enough to write just one song to make up an album by writing just ten songs. This album must have a theme, and all the songs in the album must be written around this theme. Only in this way can it be considered a complete and mature album.

Feng Shiyao doesn't plan to fool this album for Gao Zheng. She is very serious and serious about making an album that can be remembered, liked, and can stand the test of time for many years.

Because this is the only thing that she, who can only write and sing, can do for Gao Zheng.
Chapter completed!