"Don't worry about me?"

Yan Huang asked: "If you bring more people, you will have a sense of security?"

He said calmly: "Xiao Yao, it's useless." If I really want to do anything to you, it's useless for you to take anyone, you know?"

"Huh~"

Yao Xin muttered: "I'm really afraid of what will happen to you, so I won't go." ”

"Oops?"

Yan Huang smiled: "So you still have to find our Northeast girl, who looks soft and weak and very ladylike, so hard in her bones?"

Yao Xin spoke: "Really." Something ...... a little bit of a thing."

Yan Huang gestured: "Men can't do it." Women have to be beautiful. ”

Yao Xin hesitated: "It's ...... Lovely. ”

Yan Huang had another call on his mobile phone, facing Yao Xin: "Okay, come on." I will ask Zhu Tuan to send you the address. I have a phone here......"

Yao Xin agreed, and after hanging up, Yan Huang didn't, and it was Jin Zhong who was connected.

"Everybody's gone. I didn't stay in a hotel and had a meal. The songs are all picked, including the two girls you specifically refer to, they also picked two songs, I sent you the list, you see if there is anything you can't give, they said you can contact you again to come back, they pick again. ”

Yan Huang sighed. Hang up and start looking at the list.

Jay Zou wrote a song "Listen to Mother's Words", what does this song say? The "inspiration" in Yan Huang's dream was expressed. At that time, he thought that because he was an orphan, his parents died early, so he fantasized that he had a mother, or regarded Ying Xuebai as a parent.

But now it seems that it is not appropriate for him to sing, just give him what he likes.

After all, Jay Chow is now famous, and he is also inspired, and many of the songs he writes are also reflecting real problems.

Mao Maoyi's song "Give It to Me", this song is also very good, and the guitar plays and sings by itself, which feels quite suitable for him.

Yan Huang used to have almost all of his creative ideas as the core, but now I don't know if it is mature. In reality, maybe he was thinking too simply, or too complicated. He and his sister have been closer, and now they are not unloving when they are temporarily separated.

The song doesn't matter anymore.

Chen Yu picked a song "Frog Prince" and Yue Zhiqian "Actor". Zhao Jian likes "The Legend of Wukong" very much, but he doesn't know what Yan Huang is based on, and the lyrics are so domineering. It turns out that the development is so good now, and I have long had the courage. Yan Huang can't explain the origin of the "inspiration" of the dream, anyway, if you like it.

Then the three little ones, Zhang Wang chose "Pride", which was created by Yan Huang with Ying Xuebai as the core, but Zhang Wang felt that it was very in line with his miss for his mother. As I said, now the relationship with Ying Xuebai has changed a lot, and it is no longer Yan Huang's longing for the goddess's sister as a little brother outside the circle, but the comrade-in-arms of the men in the circle to the goddess's dearest.

The mood doesn't match. Or maybe it's not perfectly interpreted, or it's simply not needed anymore. If he likes it, take it.

Anyway, Ying Xuebai has agreed to sing a whole album of songs written by Yan Huang.

Li Xukai chose "Tree Reading"...... Take it, take it, take it, take it all. Comparing the current situation between him and Ying Xuebai, it is as if he once said that the sad love songs played in the barber halls on the street when he fell out of love were all sung to himself.

Zhao Yao chose "You Say".

Zhu Zhengnan chose "It's Been Two Years", but if you want to adapt it, whatever.

Zhang Qianying chose "If This Is Love" and Zhu Bichang "The Thief of Time".

Zheng Ziqi chose "Smoky Makeup".

As for the others, I have picked them all. Then the one who helped Yan Huang send Estee Lauder was called Zhao Xinyue, and she chose two songs. The title of a song is in English, which is also the style of creation after all. Many songs, especially in the mainland, are used to adding a little English to improve the style.

"i.don'.see.ymore" and a "Closed Eyes Song".

In the end, Xu Jiaqi chose a song with an English name, "Don'" and a song "Puppet".

"Hey~"

Yan Huang didn't know how to sigh. Put your phone there and look out the window.

Zhu Tuan looked at Yan Huang, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Why don't you call Sister Ying?"

Yan Huang didn't respond.

Zhu Tuan was puzzled, this is not real. I'm sure I'll call after a while, especially if something like that happened last night. What's wrong with this?

Yan Huang said softly: "I miss my sister." ”

Zhu Tuan smiled, and Liu Yue looked at the rearview mirror in confusion.

"Just hit it if you want. ”

Zhu Tuan asked, Yan Huang shook his head: "Let's think about it in the future." ”

Zhu Tuan was stunned and didn't say anything more. Anyway, it's not once or twice, it seems like a daily routine.

Maybe this is the special interest of the previous relationship between the sisters and brothers.

It didn't take long to arrive at the courtyard, and after a while, he was a little kind of and said that the person had arrived, but he couldn't find it after dark, so Yan Huang asked Zhu Tuan to pick it up.

When I came back and looked at Yao Xin's dress, even if it was so cold, her beautiful legs were still exposed, and at most she was wearing a layer of stockings.

"Warm?"

Yan Huang was curious: "I know that I like beautiful legs, so I don't have to fight so hard, it's okay to be young, what should I do when I'm old?"

"Huh~"

Yao Xin entered the room and sat down, much warmer: "You are not very old and quite backward in your thinking." Now they all wear like this, anyway, when they go out and take the car, they have heating and air conditioning when they enter the house, who is dangling on the street?"

Yan Huang nodded: "It's a good excuse to hide it for me." ”

Yao Xin glanced at him, looked around, and sighed lightly: "What kind of house is this similar to my family? ”

looked at Yan Huang: "Yours?"

Yan Huang shook his head: "What about the people?"

"Oh yes. ”

Yao Xin patted her head: "I almost forgot." ”

went out to pick up people, and when he came back not long after, he brought a figure, Yan Huang smacked his lips, this must not be good-looking, as for cuteness, it is a matter of opinion.

"Mr. Yan, long time no see, congratulations on winning the award. ”

Yang Siwei.

Yao Xin is currently the owner of the brokerage company.

Yan Huang looked at Yao Xin: "Cute...... Huh?!"

Yao Xin tilted his head and smiled, and Yang Siwei glared: "Am I not cute?!"

Yan Huang sighed: "I haven't been emotional recently, so I won't scold you." ”

Motioning for the two to sit, Yan Huang asked Yang Siwei: "What's the matter?"

Yao Xin spoke: "What about me? I said I wanted to see the trophy first." ”

Yan Huang faced Zhu Tuan, and Zhu Tuan went over to show her. Yao Xin looked at the trophy enviously: "This is the Grammy Award?

Yan Huang asked: "You are not from the music industry either, what do you envy?"

Yao Xin shook his head: "Whether it is a film and television drama, variety show or music industry, what can make people get glory is worth looking forward to." ”

Yan Huang was surprised: "Bai Fumei, she looks so ladylike and quiet, and then she is so vain?"

"Hush. ”

Yao Xin didn't refute: "Of course you don't care if you have everything." ”

Yan Huang didn't say much, and looked at Yang Siwei: "Mr. Yang, is there something wrong?"

Yang Siwei smiled: "This is a strong meaning that I will hurry up and leave, and I will not hide it." ”

Yan Huang was at a loss: "Didn't I express it directly?"

Yang Siwei was helpless, and he could only communicate with him like this.

gestured to Yan Huang: "You have given so many big and small coffee eighteenth-tier singer works, you can choose at will." Didn't you expect us Luo Huan?"

Yan Huang frowned and looked at Zhu Tuan: "Luo Huan went yesterday?"

Zhu Tuan smiled and shook his head, Yan Huang looked at Yang Siwei: "Then why am I thinking about him?"

Yang Siwei smiled: "Face." ”

Yan Huang thought about it and asked Zhu Tuan: "I remember that Jin Zhong wanted to sign him, and then I recommended him to run for a man to fix." Finally ......"

Yan Huang looked at Yang Siwei: "Become an artist in your company, isn't it?"

Yao Xin looked at it from the side, pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't speak.

Yang Siwei nodded: "Yes." And then I want you to save face and count him as a song, that's too much, isn't it?"

Yan Huang pointed to the door: "Okay, the door is there." In the big night, Zhu Tuan, you will send one. ”

Yang Siwei sighed, of course he didn't leave, and Zhu Tuan didn't send it.

But what else can you say if you stay?

The phone rang again.