Chapter 642: On the Balcony

"On this ordinary day, I wear ordinary shoes, walking very ordinarily on this ordinary street, taking out ordinary headphones, looking for some ordinary feelings, coming for a song of my favorite ordinary music..."

The song "Ordinary Disco" could be said to be incredibly popular; even now, the song was still playing all over the streets.

Now seeing the original singer, how could the audience not be excited? When Jiang Yuyue sang the chorus, not to mention those who knew how to sing it, even those who didn't could hum along a few lines.

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Hearing Guan Shengjie said he would come to take a look tonight, but I don't know if he came."

Jian Qiu said: "If he came, he should be on the second floor."

Zhou Andong nodded: "He has a good relationship with Miss Yang; it's possible he's on the second floor."

"By the way!" Jian Qiu asked: "Is your relationship with Miss Yang that good? One phone call, and she came."

Zhou Andong's heart tightened. He feigned calmness and said: "Your husband's popularity is not something to brag about. As long as they have contact with me, there's no one who hasn't been conquered by my charm. Back then, weren't you also..."

"Fine, fine, fine!" Jian Qiu rolled her eyes at Zhou Andong. "I was just asking. You've made such a fuss; why do you seem so guilty?"

Zhou Andong stiffened his neck, looking righteous: "Me, guilty? Where did you see me being guilty? If you don't do anything wrong, you don't fear a knock at the door; what do I have to be guilty about?"

Jian Qiu looked at Zhou Andong. After a while, she burst into a giggle: "I know your relationship with Miss Yang; don't be nervous."

"I'm not nervous at all." Zhou Andong turned his head to look at the balcony, cursing in his heart. Damn it, I didn't do anything wrong, but being stared at by this woman, I really am a bit nervous.

Jiang Yuyue disappeared from the balcony amidst the cheers, followed by a blonde, blue-eyed foreign girl who sang "Katyusha," which also won enthusiastic applause.

As for the singers signed to Jiang Yuyue's company, two came and sang "Count You Ruthless" and "Northeast Folk Songs," plus Peking Opera and local opera, which left the crowd intoxicated.

"The raw embryo outlines the blue and white, the brushwork turns from thick to light, the peony depicted on the bottle is just like your initial makeup, the sandalwood incense drifts through the window, I understand the worries in my heart, the brush on the rice paper stops halfway..."

An Jing appeared on the balcony, once again causing cheers.

"An Jing!"

"An Jing!"

"..."

An Jing held the microphone in one hand and waved to the crowd below with the other.

"Huh?" A girl in the crowd said: "Isn't this the boss of Dicos?"

Another girl asked: "Really?"

"Really!" the girl said: "I ate at Dicos at noon today, and I heard the waiter call her boss."

"An Jing is the boss of Dicos?" Another girl looked very excited. "From now on, I'll eat burgers at Dicos."

"So she is An Jing." A young man looked up at the balcony. "She has sung so many songs, but this is the first time I've seen what she looks like."

A fat man beside the young man smiled lewdly: "I didn't expect An Jing to be so beautiful."

An Jing had always been mysterious; no one knew what she looked like. Even when filming the "Blue and White Porcelain" MV, because of the Peking Opera makeup, her true face was hidden.

"The sky-blue waits for the drizzle, and I am waiting for you, the moonlight is salvaged, blurring the ending, like the blue and white porcelain passed down through generations, beautiful on its own, your eyes carry a smile!"

As the singing ended, enthusiastic applause erupted.

An Jing took a breath, raised her hand, and waved: "Hello everyone!"

"Hello!"

An Jing said with a smile: "Time flies, today's balcony show is about to end. Finally, I bring you a new song, 'On the Balcony,' I hope you like it."

The music started. After the prelude, An Jing's somewhat low voice began.

"My gaze was once warmed by you, only then did I write down so many moving things, before I had time to read them, the wind had already blown past my eyes, you and I walked together all the way to the 'him' in your mouth..."

Jian Qiu listened, and without realizing it, she grabbed Zhou Andong's hand, slowly leaning her head on his shoulder.

"It's so good!"

Zhou Andong said: "I wrote a song for you; I'll sing it to you when I have time."

Jian Qiu's eyes lit up, and she said happily: "Really?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "Why would I be cheap? Of course, it's true."

Jian Qiu grabbed Zhou Andong tighter: "Thank you!"

Zhou Andong said: "I also want to thank you for giving me the greatest happiness in this life."

"Are you two being cheesy? If you want to show off your affection, go home and do it." A voice suddenly sounded behind them, startling them both.

Zhou Andong turned his head and saw Du Youwei holding a camera, looking at them with a smile.

Zhou Andong laughed: "Why are you here?"

Du Youwei looked at Jian Qiu and winked at Zhou Andong: "Old Guan is inside doing interviews, and I'm responsible for taking pictures outside."

Zhou Andong pulled Jian Qiu: "Let me introduce you. Du Youwei, a reporter for the Youth Daily, is Old Guan's partner."

"Hey!" Du Youwei said hurriedly: "Don't introduce us blindly; Hearing Guan Shengjie and I are just ordinary friends."

Zhou Andong said: "You two are stuck together every day; do you think I'm blind and can't see?"

Du Youwei said: "That's work."

Zhou Andong curled his lip: "Your two units are 800 miles apart; what kind of work requires meeting and talking every day?"

Du Youwei blushed and said stubbornly: "When do we meet every day? Don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Old Guan said it—he picks you up every night and then sends you home."

Du Youwei was about to speak, but Zhou Andong interrupted: "Don't tell me that him picking you up from work and sending you home every day is just simple class sentiment and a profound comradely relationship."

Du Youwei chuckled and raised her head: "Aren't you going to introduce me to who this beautiful lady is?"

Zhou Andong said: "My partner, Jian Qiu!"

"Jian Qiu?" Du Youwei was stunned, then reacted, reached out, and shook hands with Jian Qiu: "I've long heard that the eldest daughter of the Jian family is beautiful. Seeing you today, it's truly well-deserved."

After all, they were people from two different circles; she had heard the name Jian Qiu, but hadn't met her.

Jian Qiu smiled slightly: "That's all nonsense they say. As for you, you are truly beautiful."

Du Youwei said with a smile: "Don't praise me; I'll get carried away."

Zhou Andong looked around: "There are too many people here; let's go inside the store and talk."

"Okay!" Du Youwei agreed and walked toward the door first.

Zhou Andong pushed Zhou Xiaoxin, Jian Qiu held Lao Si's hand, and Yuan Liying walked into Dicos one after another.

"How much scenery is on the balcony, who is happy or crying, until your smile is projected into my eyes, the surging emotions in my heart strike..."

It was already 8:00 PM, and there were still many guests in the store, and there were quite a few half-eaten meals on the tables; it was estimated that the guests had run out to watch the program.

Miss Yang had only appeared once and was now sitting at a table by the window on the second floor, chatting with Hearing Guan Shengjie.

"Chairman Zhou!" Miss Yang saw Zhou Andong and stood up to greet him, but when she saw Jian Qiu walking beside Zhou Andong, holding Lao Si's hand, her footsteps paused, and the smile on her face stiffened, but she quickly returned to normal. ===== CHAPTER 643 =====