In the study on the second floor of the villa, Zhou Zedong was playing interactive games when he suddenly heard the door being knocked on.

He rushed out the door in anger and shouted, "Who?"

"Zefang, it's me. Something big happened. Come out quickly." Zhan Wei said in a hurry.

"What big thing happened?" Zhou Zefang replied impatiently, asking the girl in the room to avoid it, put on a few clothes randomly, opened the door and stared at Zhan Wei: "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

No man likes to be disturbed at this time.

Zhan Wei didn't care about the details at this time, and he quickly said the situation: "Ze Fang, no matter whether Song Yi is a top music producer or not, the song in his hand is definitely a good song. If he uses this song as a favor, you will be in danger. We have to reconcile."

Zhou Zefang's connections and energy are very strong compared to Song Yi, but what is he in front of the queen and first-line singers?

His junior in the music family and the identity of Tengda Music Newcomer King is really intimidating. Now there will be two queens and one quasi- queen on Weibo, and a bunch of female singers lined up to support Song Yi.

Zhou Zefang is still very clear about his mind. He has been influenced by the intrigues in the entertainment industry since he was a child.

My anger towards Zhan Wei disappeared instantly. Instead, a handsome face turned dark and said, "Stop talking, I'll call Manager Yu now."

At this moment, he had no idea about failure or humiliation. He stepped on Song Yi first, but now he had to take the initiative to reconcile. Isn’t this arguing by himself and kneeling down and begging for mercy? Isn’t it embarrassing?

But he doesn't have these messy thoughts now, but he has a sense of urgency like chasing his life.

Let’s protect your future first, and then talk about whether it’s decent or not!

Zhou Zefang was wearing clothes that were randomly wrapped around him, and quickly found an uninhabited room and called his father first.

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At around 11 o'clock in the evening, in a farmer's house in Shenzhen, Bei Jing sat in front of the computer in full spirit, holding five mobile phones in his hand, fighting under the Weibo of "My Heart is Easy".

"I love wine and meat" is one of his accounts: "No, this is a big difference. If it is a temporary creation, it shows his talent. If it is inventory, it shows that he is a habitual lie! There is a problem with his character."

Seeing the people in the comment section still discussing the song "Is I Your Beloved Most" published by Song Yixin, Bei Jingyun's fingers were flying and took turns to comment with the accounts on his five mobile phones.

"Putting aside this song, there is indeed something wrong with Song's "In Spring"."

"Is it that difficult to admit that Zhou Zefang is better than him? He became the newcomer king in Tengda Music. Isn't it qualified to comment on Song Yi? And he also said that he was suspected, very polite. What are you making trouble?"

"Is there nothing wrong with him? He is still said to be suspected of plagiarism? I think everyone here should reflect on it!"

Bei Jing made a date for about five minutes and found that the wind direction in the comment area had not changed at all, and it was still in a state of anxiety. The people who discussed the song themselves were still discussing the song.

"Mist grass!"

Bei Jing glanced at the Q group and most of the people who took orders like him were scolding, it was hard to take on netizens this year!

Scoldingly put down his phone, Bei Jing opened the soaked Kang Shuaifu instant noodles, took a few sips, and then drank the noodle soup, breathing comfortably. He saw that Fang Yanghong, who had been "cooperating" tonight, made a new comment, providing a new perspective, and revitalizing his spirits, and continuing to work.

"The handwritten music score cannot remove his suspicion of plagiarism."

"The two songs are parallel and do not provide evidence for each other. Don't talk about it and try to divert your attention."

But after a few minutes of fighting, Bei Jing cursed and put down his cell phone again: "Mist grass!"

Because, Song Yi’s Weibo account already includes most of the female singers in the music industry lined up to make a song to show off their favorable feelings.

How could these navy soldiers beat the fan clubs of these singers?

This horse-studded is so dark!

It's simply blessed by the golden body.

Bei Jing looked at the changing direction of the Weibo comment section and sat in a depressed manner in the chair. He earned less than 50 yuan tonight.

"Is a newcomer really so awesome? He holds so many songs?" Bei Jing was a little confused. He retrieved some information from the Internet and watched some MV videos of "Spring" uploaded by the up owner.

The title of the title and the singer said two words in it instantly hit him.

"I would like to dedicate this film to all those who stick to their dreams."

"In a bustling city full of tall buildings and full of reinforced concrete, only singing makes me feel at ease!"

"I don't care about the days now. I just want to set off on time with the guitar."

Bei Jing rubbed his eyes and listened to the song.

"If one day I have no support, please bury me in this spring..."

The hoarse singing made Bei Jing feel a lot for a moment. He is 27 years old and has only a girlfriend who leaks electricity. He lives in a farmer's house and eats instant noodles. Is this kind of life what he wants?

Where is the future of this kind of life?

Will he eventually leave this first-tier city and return to the small county town of his hometown? Disappear in the place where he once struggled and laid his youth?

Bei Jing silently clicked on Ali Music and downloaded "Spring" to his computer. Then, he continued to take on the job and struggle in the Q group.

This is a song where a wanderer has the courage to fight! It is worth spending 7 cents. This is life, and being a navy soldier is his job.

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Song Yi settled the little fairy, came out of the master bedroom, and took it to the door gently. Wu Xuan was in the living room and continued the phone call. Song Yi sat down next to her and heard the voice of the boss Li Ergou on the phone. He was very excited, "

Xiaoxuan, this battle was beautiful. I didn’t expect that Xiao Song would have so many singers to ask for songs from a female perspective. Otherwise, the situation would be a bit dangerous tonight. That big v Fang Moumou must have collected money."

Wu Xuanchen glanced at Song Yi who was sitting next to her, as clear as a flower, and said softly: "Yes." He didn't tell the boss he had always respected that if things were inconsistent, Xiao Song would even sing songs. They would definitely win tonight.

Li Ergou advised: "Xiaoxuan, there will definitely be a lot of calls to you later. Those singers are asking for songs online and expressing their support for Xiao Song. In fact, they are trying to win Xiao Song's favor. Don't feel embarrassed.

Open the door to do business: those who pay the price will get it. With the situation of a dark label, everyone will shout the price once."

Wu Xuan said: "Okay, boss."

Li Ergou laughed and said, "Okay. Xiaoxuan, you can enjoy the fruits of victory! Xiao Song is likely to rush to the top ten of the newcomers and new song list. After this battle, there will be no worries in the future!"

Wu Xuan hung up the phone with a smile, and she was very happy tonight's victory. She had just received calls from two second-tier singers from Xiazhi Records, Luo Shan and Xuanxuan. She also explained: The price is the price.

Looking at the quiet, restrained, handsome and gentle big boy beside him, Wu Xuan liked and resentful in her heart, and asked casually: "Have you settled her?"

Song Yi took the initiative to put his hand on Wu Xuan's slender waist, and obviously felt her body trembling slightly, becoming a little stiff, and whispered in her ear: "Sister Xuan, thank you!"

He capsized tonight, and although he was saved by a song "Nuannuan", Wu Xuan took a step back first and did not compete with Zi Jin. Otherwise, it would be a Shura field tonight.

Wu Xuan's delicate pretty face turned slightly red. Following the force of Song Yi hugging her, she snuggled gently on his shoulders. The breath of his body lingered in his nose: "What are you thanking me?"

If it weren't for the touching song "Nuannuan" he sang, she might not have given way to Xie Zijin tonight.

I want to say that you are actually very good, but you don’t know that you are really kind to me and do not ask for anything in return. If you love someone, you hope that he will live a better life. If you are warm from the heart, you are more important than yourself.

Song Yi no longer expressed in words, but lowered his head, found the soft and sweet lips of beautiful Xuan and kissed him.

That song "Nuannuan" was actually from her apocalypse. The lyrics there are very suitable for what she did for him. I am sincerely kind to me and do not ask for anything in return.

After a while, Wu Xuan sat on Song Yi's lap, snuggled in his arms, raised her head and looked at his handsome face, smiling like a flower, and said in a faint voice: "You will bully me!" His voice was soft.

She has always appeared in front of Xiao Song as an elder sister. When did a girl like this change her mentality at this time? Perhaps, just tonight he insisted on fighting back and winning.

Song Yi felt a sense of tenderness in his heart. How could he not know her affection for him? She looked so good when she smiled! He was really lucky to meet her when he first entered the music scene in the Magic City!

The misunderstanding that I sent her back to Jasmine Bar on Hengshan Road that night was to send her songs, and she decided to be his agent, and the days when Haiou TV was cheated when she experienced last week. The days when she worked hard to shoot MV this week are all vivid in my mind.

It feels so beautiful and happy to be able to hold her tightly and kiss her little mouth gently at any time.

Song Yi looked down at Wu Xuan, who was as clear as a flower, looked at her beautiful spiritual eyes, and said warmly: "Sister Xuan, would you please bully you for the rest of your life?"

He felt that he was indeed a shameless scumbag. The little fairy was in the master bedroom! But he still couldn't help but want to say this to her. He liked them and didn't want to let go. Just scold him if you want to!

Wu Xuan couldn't stand such love words. This was her first love. She looked down ashamedly and buried her head in his arms. She didn't answer well or badly, but she hugged him tightly with both hands, making him feel a little panicked.

Song Yi understood her intentions and gently stroked her hair: "Sister Xuan, do you still remember the song I gave you?"

Wu Xuan said: "Xiao Song, I have practiced that song "I Don't Want to Say" long ago. But I don't want to post songs yet. I want to wait until your singing career stabilizes before posting songs."

Song Yi smiled, "Sister Xuan, it's not that song. It's the song "You're so good at laughing". It's really a nursery rhyme."

Wu Xuan thought Song Yi was teasing her. The Muskets band wanted to compete with Song Yi and talked about this at the back door of Jasmine Bar. Xiao Song asked her to sing it. When she received this song, she thought it was a love song and her face was flushed.

This may be the beginning of the relationship between the two. She thought he wanted to chase her on an excuse, but it was not. She was self-indulgent and made a fool of herself. At this moment, she couldn't help but look at him charmingly: "You still say this?"

Song Yisheng was attracted by the beauty Xuan, and the apocalypse came as scheduled. Oh, the first time I said I loved you...

Song Yi put his face against her delicate face and said, "Sister Xuan, we will have a daughter in the future. I will play the guitar and harmonize. If you sing the prelude, she will sing the climax passage. This will be a healing and classic nursery rhyme."

"Ah..." Wu Xuan saw that Song Yi was serious and recalled the song in her mind, and suddenly understood that this might be the most correct way to perform. This made her unable to help but look forward to it.

Since she met Xiao Song, tonight has been the most love words he has ever said to her. And which girl can resist such love words? The family of three sang the same song many years later and performed the classics.

Wu Xuan couldn't help but kiss Song Yi on his own initiative, and murmured emotionally during the interaction: "Xiao Song, you are a little bastard who steals your heart, a bad guy. Why do you tell me to reject you?"

They are all the right age for youth, and the interaction is so good that they almost stepped on the accelerator to the end.

At this time, Wu Xuan's cell phone was shaking on the dining table. Song Yi and Wu Xuan stopped and looked at each other, full of love for each other and happiness of affection.

Wu Xuan couldn't help it, leaned over and pecked Song Yi's lips with affection, and then answered the phone.

Song Yi Mingjun smiled gently, placed the hem of her white T-shirt, hugged her slender waist, and sat at the dining table listening to her answering the phone.
Chapter completed!