In the blink of an eye, the new semester began, and Shen Mo temporarily forgot about Lao Huang.
After all, Yongxuan didn't even think about her releasing an album.
Five songs, not easy.
Especially if she wants to match the five songs given by her brother, she is really under a lot of pressure.
After the start of the new semester, silent classmates also discovered the strangeness of silence. Compared with the previous semester, the silence was obviously worse.
I also go to the library, recording studio and teacher's office more often.
After classes every day, I don’t participate much in group activities.
"Mo Mo, what's happened to me recently?"
That evening, my best friend Zhang Yue asked Shen Mo out. Although they are not in the same school now, Zhang Yue and Shen Mo still have a good relationship.
In the past few days, Zhang Yue had clearly noticed something good.
"Nothing's wrong."
Shen Mo held the straw, took a sip of Coke, and shook his head slightly.
"It's just a little annoying."
"bother?"
Zhang Yue asked unexpectedly: "Is the academic pressure too great?"
Although Zhang Yue gave up the music career, she was still not a child at all, and she had never heard anything about Yang Yinli.
As one of the top-ranked music universities in the country, it is not normal to have such a degree, especially for students who are pursuing their goals.
"No."
Shen Mo sighed slightly: "His brother, I wrote a few songs for him during the Chinese New Year, and he asked him to release an album quickly."
"Bu Nao, Ye Yi gave him five songs, and he needs to write the other five songs himself."
"But those songs he wrote are so good."
"No matter how he writes, he can't achieve Qiuqiu."
"ah?"
Hearing those words, Zhang Yue widened his eyes and said.
"My brother is good at writing songs?"
Due to her silent brother, Zhang Yue certainly knew that not long after the release of "Dragon", a famous best-selling author, she would pursue a member of the larger army.
If he hadn't been too familiar with each other and the age difference between the two was relatively large, Zhang Yue would have mistakenly jumped on Fu Weijun.
"No."
Perhaps because of the fan filter, Zhang Yue nodded to himself without waiting for a silent reply.
"My brother's writing is so good, and his lyrics must be good."
"If you have good lyrics, the music must not be too bad, and it will probably be a work of a high standard."
Unlike Shen Mo, Zhang Yue has a different sense of pop music. In her opinion, the melody of pop music is just like that.
Putting aside some phenomenal works, the melodies of most popular music are not difficult.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the music theory knowledge is solid enough.
"So."
Silence blew her bangs playfully: "His brain is about to explode now. Every day he opens his eyes and refuses to sing, and when he closes his eyes, he refuses to sing."
"I'm almost going to have a nervous breakdown."
Hearing this, Zhang Yue moved her butt off the seat, leaned forward semi-erectly, and then stretched out her legs to caress her best friend's forehead.
"Am I okay?"
"Mo Mo, my little brain, why has it become so stupid?"
"Since I can't write it, I'll just ask my brother to write a few more songs. We're all part of the same family, so what's there to compare with?"
Shen Mo rolled his red eyes and said with a faint look.
"Tell me, am I still evil and longing for his brother?"
"ha?"
Zhang Yue looked stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and openly admitted the 'fact'.
"Wrong!"
"Why, it can't work?"
"Aren't his old cows allowed to eat young grass?"
While shutting up, Zhang Yue held his head half up, looking arrogant.
"vomit!"
Silence made a vomiting gesture: "What a little devil, I really don't want to be embarrassed. If his brother is still studying, he is not a high school student now."
Zhang Yue asked: "What's wrong with high school students? Can he afford to wait?"
"It doesn't matter if a person is beautiful, I think she is pretty."
Silence made a polite 'sarcasm', and then the conversation between the two people began to get twisted.
It's time to expose each other's scandals again.
Fortunately, the two of them were in the private room and the soundproofing conditions were relatively good. If they were left outside, others could see the scene of two beautiful girls exposing each other.
That scene must have been very exciting.
Because the appearance of the two people chatting was very 'hot'.
When the quarrel reached the end, Zhang Yue took out his trump card again and glanced at Silence's chest without leaving any trace.
"Wrong A, I can't afford it."
"I have big breasts and no brains!"
"Wrong A, I can't afford it!"
"I, the nymphomaniac, love the ruthless brain!"
"Wrong A, I can't afford it!"
"ah!"
Silence screamed, and she stood up and moved to the small sofa on the opposite side. Since she verbally attacked Bu Nao, she would also attack her personally!
While the two were fighting, Lao Huang came to Xisi Hutong with his briefcase under his arm.
"Weijun, I'll see him tomorrow. Has the new book been finished?"
As soon as he entered the door, Lao Huang couldn't wait to ask.
As of Mingyue, five volumes of "Dragon" have been published, which averages out to about one a year. The fifth volume of "Dragon" is probably the same as those published last spring.
A quick calculation shows that the one-year period has arrived.
"No."
However, Li Jie's answer made Lao Huang a little disappointed. He would come to Lao Huang tomorrow and not talk about the new book, although the new book was all in his mind.
But every mature author has procrastination.
Brain: Oh, the plot is full of ups and downs, rich in imagery, and fascinating.
Legs: No, brain, I thought wrong, he just wants to rest.
The two of them chatted all the way, and soon arrived at the tea room. Li Jie walked to the main seat without hesitation, and leisurely made Lao Huang a cup of tea.
Soon, a refreshing fragrance of tea floated outside the tea room.
"Hey, Weijun, what kind of confinement is tomorrow?"
Lao Huang is also a knowledgeable person. As soon as he smelled the aroma, he immediately realized that that cup of tea was not that delicious.
He had long wanted to try the high-quality Hou Kui, but Wei Jun was very stingy, so he soaked it twice.
After that, no matter how he acted openly or covertly, the boy could still pretend to be stupid and be fooled.
And tomorrow, without even mentioning it himself, the 'Guijun' took the initiative to take out the treasure.
"Old Huang, do I have any idea of changing my job?"
Seeing Lao Huang's "innocent" eyes, Li Jie chuckled and got straight to the point.
"Change a job?"
Lao Huang's heart rang with alarm bells: "Is someone poaching me?"
"No."
Li Jie explained: "About his sister, he remembers that he mentioned it to me. His sister has always wanted to develop into the music industry."
"Years ago, he wrote a few songs for his sister and planned for her to release an album in the middle or end of next year."
Hearing this, Lao Huang's face became more and more confused.
What does that have to do with him?
"What does he mean, does he want me to be his sister's agent? She is young and doesn't understand any of the twists and turns."
"So, she needs an old man to help her."
"Of course, I don't care about the salary or anything like that. I won't worry about the salary level of front-line agents outside the industry."
"In addition, he plans to leave his subsequent works to me."