Soon, Yang Xiaomi changed into a set of sportswear and walked out.
Long pants and long sleeves.
The sportswear was tight, and when she put it on, it accentuated her curvaceous figure.
The mountains were stacked and the waves were undulating.
As expected of a great power, it lived up to its name.
Chu Feng sighed in his heart.
"Come on."
She walked up to him and urged him.
"Good!"
Chu Feng nodded and continued to teach Yang Xiaomi the shuttlecock exercise.
The moment she jumped up, the waves became even bigger and Chu Feng was always distracted.
After a while, Yang Xiaomi was so tired that she was sweating and panting.
"I can't take it anymore. Let's rest for a while."
she said after taking two deep breaths.
He had never thought that such simple movements would be so tiring.
"Alright, then you should rest for a while."
Chu Feng nodded and swept his gaze across the living room." Sister Mi, do you have pen and paper at home?"”
"Yes, what do you want to do?"
Yang Xiaomi leaned against the sofa and asked while panting.
"It's too boring to dance like this."
Chu Feng smiled and said," I'm going to write a song. It'll be more exciting if I dance to the rhythm.”
Yang Xiaomi was speechless.
Was there a need to write a song for a fitness exercise?
"In my bedroom."
Yang Xiaomi took a deep breath and said," Wait here. I'll get it for you."”
Naturally, she could not let a man enter her own bedroom.
As she spoke, she got up and was about to leave.
However, her legs were already sore and weak, and she fell onto the sofa.
Chu Feng subconsciously grabbed her hand and pulled her into his embrace.
"Hiss!"
Chu Feng couldn't help but gasp.
Yang Xiaomi was also confused by this sudden change and did not react for a long time.
"Sister Mi,"
Chu Feng looked at the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and asked," I can't see inside from the glass in your house, right?”
Yang Xiaomi came back to her senses and hurriedly pushed Chu Feng away.""I'll get you a pen and paper."
Although the glass in the living room was reflective, the outside couldn't see inside at all.
However, she was still a little flustered.
"Should I go get it?"
Chu Feng suggested.
"No."
Although Yang Xiaomi was sore all over, she still flatly refused. Not allowing this man to enter her bedroom was her last line.
"Alright then."
Chu Feng didn't insist.
After a while, Yang Xiaomi limped out with a pen and paper.
Looking at her comical walking posture, Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh.""Sister Mi, your body isn't good. You have to exercise more.”
Yang Xiaomi glared at him and sat back down on the sofa. She placed the pen and paper on the coffee table and said,"Come on, show me your talent. I really want to see what song you want to write to match your shuttlecock exercise.”
"You'll know later."
Chu Feng smiled faintly and took the pen and paper. He closed his eyes and carefully recalled the lyrics of the song " Compendium of Materia Medica ". He sang the song silently in his heart before he picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.
His writing speed was very fast. It was as if he did not need to think about the tune or the rhythm of the lyrics at all. He finished writing in a single breath and in a few minutes.
He picked up the paper and read it carefully. After confirming that there were no mistakes, he handed it to Yang Xiaomi and said,"Do you know Chairman Zhou? You can ask him if he wants this song.”
There was also Chairman Zhou in this world, and his status in the music industry was also very high.
However, the strange thing was that many of his popular songs did not appear.
"Chairman Zhou?"
Yang Xiaomi said in surprise," With his status and ability, he probably doesn't need someone else to write him a song.”
Chu Feng shrugged and said," I just feel that this song suits him very well. You can ask him if he doesn't want to sing it for someone else."”
"Alright!"
Yang Xiaomi nodded. She found a few friends and asked for Chairman Zhou's email. She took a photo of the song and sent it to Chairman Zhou's email.
"Ding!"
At this moment, the doorbell rang.
Yang Xiaomi took out her phone and clicked on an app. The figure of the person outside the door appeared on her phone. He was wearing the clothes of a delivery man. Breakfast should have been delivered.
"Please hang it on the doorknob. I'll come and get it later.”
Yang Xiaomi said into the phone.
Not long after he finished speaking, the delivery man turned around and left.
"Why don't I go get it?"
Chu Feng probed.
"No!"
Yang Xiaomi flatly refused. If there were paparazzi lurking outside, Chu Feng would be finished once he showed his face.
"Alright then."
Chu Feng sat on the sofa.
Yang Xiaomi limped toward the door.
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