The two girls did what they said, and came to the square table where Cosine sat together.

"Mr. Yu, what a coincidence, the first time I saw you in the cafeteria, are you eating casserole rice noodles?"

Cosine smiled and recognized that this was the student he taught. He put down the chopsticks in his hand, "I used to come here often, and it may not be the first time you saw me."

The girl embarrassedly brushed the scattered hair to her ear, "Mr. Yu, I haven't seen you for half a month. You've changed a lot. Can I ask you for an autograph?"

She took out a notebook and a pen from the bag she was carrying.

Cosine did not refuse, and simply signed her autograph neatly.

Another girl asked again, "Mr. Yu, what are you teaching next semester? Can we go to your class?"

"I will teach the basics of psychology. It is an open class, and all colleges can choose."

"That's great, Mr. Yu, I will definitely go to your class then."

Seeing the two girls happily walk away, Cosine smiled, poured the enoki mushrooms in the small bowl into the casserole, and continued to eat rice noodles.

At this time, in the Xingmang Culture Studio.

Wen Wen was wearing a smart little black suit, sitting at the desk with a worried look between her brows.

"Sister Wen, Teacher Shen is here." The assistant's voice came from outside the door, and Wen Wen's brows tightened, "Hurry up and let him in."

The tall and handsome young man walked into the office and sat down on the beige sofa by the window.

"Shen Mang, I didn't tell you before, if you are on this show, you'd better get closer to Mr. Shang Zhou, he is full of film and television resources, if there is a good book next time, maybe you can also I recommend it to you, not to mention, the two of you are now on the verge of being CP, and there are a lot of endorsements in contact—"

Shen Mang suddenly interrupted him, "Sister Wen, I have my own ideas."

Wen Wen stood up from the seat. She habitually wanted to smoke a cigarette, but considering Shen Mang's voice, she suppressed that thought.

"I know, you are very popular right now, and you can be willful. But you haven't released any new songs for the time being, and if you only rely on this variety show to maintain your popularity..."

"Tian Wei, bring something here."

Since he came in, Tian Wei has been following him silently, without saying a word. When he heard his greeting, he immediately handed the things in his hand to Wen Wen.

Wen Wen touched the paper bag in her hand and couldn't believe it.

"what is this?"

"Brother Shen just finished recording a demo of the new song, Sister Wen, listen to it."

Wen Wen had prepared a lot of rhetoric to persuade the youth, but now with the sample in her hand, she was so excited that she couldn't utter a single word.

"When did you record the new song? You didn't tell me in advance."

"Isn't this a surprise to Sister Wen?"

Tian Wei was smiling.

"You two are really, together, hide from me, right?"

The worry on Wen Wen's face disappeared in an instant. As long as Shen Mang releases a new song, everything is easy to say, even if he really wants to fall in love with an amateur in the show, she will go with him.

Shen Mang said, "Well, this new song, I hope the company will find a suitable team to help me shoot the MV."

Wen Wen nodded quickly, "That's for sure. Didn't you have a royal director Zhang before? He's been working with you for a few years, or he'll come this time?"

"Director Zhang is more suitable for the modern style. I want to find a director who can shoot the style of ancient Xianxia, ​​and also have a suitable screenwriter."

"You wrote ancient songs this time?"

Wen Wen's expression was very surprised. Before this, Shen Mang had never written an ancient style song. There was a Xianxia drama that offered a high price for him to sing the theme song, but he refused.

Shen Mang smiled slightly, "If you have inspiration, you can write it naturally. You can help me find a suitable screenwriter first, and the director is the second."

"Okay, I'll let the people below make arrangements right away."

Wen Wen looked at the sample on the table and was overjoyed. Their company's biggest cash cow right now is Shen Mang. Now that her heartbeat has exploded in the summer, Shen Mang's popularity has naturally risen again. The endorsement was received softly.

Although it became popular again, Shen Mang didn't feel impetuous, but calmed down and wrote a new song. This is really rare among the artists she has brought.

That night, the entry of Shen Mang's new song became a hot search.

Shen Mang released a short prelude on Weibo, and the number of retweets exceeded 50,000 in less than ten minutes, and the comments were even more excited.

"It sounds good!! Is it a new song? Is Mang Shen going to release a new album?"

"It turned out to be an ancient song, so rare!"

"This prelude is too catchy. I heard several instruments. It feels like a new attempt."

"When will the full version be released?"

"I really want to get into Manshen's computer and hear what the full version of the new song looks like."

...

When Cosine saw this hot search, he had just finished running on the playground.

He didn't have many close friends at school, and he was used to being alone. Every time he finished running, he would sit in a corner where the lights could not shine, blowing the wind quietly, and occasionally took out his mobile phone to scan it. Weibo.

In fact, Shen Mang's hot search was not at the top, but he saw it at a glance and clicked it subconsciously.

I thought he put the full version of the new song on Weibo, but it turned out to be just a short prelude.

Cosine was a little disappointed, and when he was holding his cheeks in a daze, the phone suddenly vibrated.

A piece of audio came from the chat with Shen Mang earlier.

Shen Mang: Teacher Yu, let me give you the full version of the new song first.

The corner of Cosine's mouth twitched, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction suddenly appeared in his chest. He connected his headphones and clicked on the audio that Shen Mang sent him.

The hot wind of the summer night blew past, and the melodious sound of guzheng and silk bamboo came from his ears, instantly transporting him to another world.

Shen Mang's ethereal and pleasant voice sounded like weeping, telling a poignant love story.