(The previous chapter has been revised, so you can re-read it if you are interested.) ）

Ge Daming's shouting immediately attracted a group of people to come and watch the excitement.

As a group of peers who rely on the pen to survive, when they hear Ge Daming's words, they should be angry and angry at Wu Tao and Chen Fang.

In this circle, Chen Fang's connections are obviously inferior to those surnamed Ge, so he soon became the target of public criticism.

"Don't you want to buy songs if you don't have money, do you?"

"Besides, you bought the songs, sang them red, and the little singers showed their faces on stage every day, what good are we songwriters behind the scenes?

"For this little money, you still repeatedly lower the price and deliberately deduct it, do you still have a conscience?"

In the face of this gossipy and one-sided attack, Chen Fang was at a loss for words at the moment.

Ding Tiantian weakly pulled the corner of Wu Tao's clothes and said, "Otherwise, let's stop singing, it's a big deal that I won't be a singer......"

Wu Tao has such a violent temper, and he really can't see the poor and scoundrel appearance of this gang of peers.

I've also played with a pen myself, why isn't it like this?

At the moment, he waved his hand, "Sister Chen, let's go, let's make an appointment for this song today, I'll write it for Tiantian when I go back." ”

"Who are you, do you really think that writing songs and composing music is fun?" someone in the crowd cheered.

Ge Daming said disdainfully: "I heard that he is an inspirational master, what is the sound of the waves?" ha......

"What, he's still the sound of the waves?"

"That's what Lao Pei said, it shouldn't be fake. "The old god Ge Daming is in the tunnel, and he is ready to laugh at this underage inspirational master with the people around him.

Unexpectedly, someone in the crowd suddenly came over, grabbed Wu Tao's hand affectionately and said, "You are still the sound of the waves, inspirational master?

“…… The choices you wrote were more important than the effort, but it helped me a lot. And the story of that drop of sugar?"

Wu Tao was ready to leave, and it was also a surprise to suddenly meet such an enthusiastic book lover.

However, he still echoed the other party and added, "The story of a drop of honey?"

"Yes, yes, you must sign me today!"

To be honest, Wu Tao was a little embarrassed, because he enthusiastically dragged himself as a book lover who was already an uncle in his thirties, and his temples were a little gray.

"Okay. ”

As soon as the uncle heard that he had agreed, he turned around and hurried to find a pen and paper.

Coldly, he was suddenly grabbed by Ge Daming's arm and said, "No, Lao Jiang, what do you mean by this?"

This Uncle Jiang is also a straightforward person, and while he was excited, he said casually: "Can't I find an idol to sign a name?" Lao Ge, I didn't say you, if people really want to write songs, they will not be worse than you!"

"Really, old Jiang?"

Uncle Jiang is also an outsider, "It can't be faked, this article is still the same, and there are many articles published in bosom friends and various digest magazines, the writing is concise, the truth is profound and special." Even the People's Daily has reprinted ......"

Hitting people doesn't slap them in the face.

Although Uncle Jiang said that it was just a heartfelt remark from the bottom of his heart as a book lover, it was extremely harsh to hear in Ge Daming's ears.

But the head can be broken and blood can be shed, but the shelf cannot collapse and the face cannot be broken.

Ge Daming's eyes flickered, and they made sense again.

"Even if he is talented, today he is bringing others to buy songs. When I arrived, I couldn't afford to pay the price, but I said that the level of the songs I wrote was not high, and I couldn't win the red corner......"

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, someone was on his side.

"yes, it's not authentic to do that......"

"How can you bring outsiders to kill the price of your peers......"

In the face of this gossipy audience who don't know the truth, Wu Tao is too lazy to explain.

So after signing Uncle Jiang, he had to escort Ding Tiantian and Chen Fang to leave.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a vest and a vest pushed through the crowd, and when others saw him, they consciously gave way to him.

At the same time, I didn't forget to laugh: "Director Zhao~"

Unexpectedly, this middle-aged man, who was respectfully called Director Zhao by others, walked up to Wu Tao step by step, stretched out his hand and leaned over and said, "Yo, isn't this Mr. Wu?"

Wu Tao was stunned, looked at the face in front of him, and felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

Fortunately, Chen Fangmen was enthusiastic and excited: "Director Zhao, why are you here?" and then introduced Wu Tao.

It turned out to be the director of the office of the advertising department of the provincial TV station, and when Yuankang Company was shooting an advertisement, the two sides had contact.

Even Ding Tiantian, who was standing next to him, had an impression of this middle-aged man.

"What's going on?" Lao Zhao can come forward, because he has the intention to ease the scene.

Wu Tao was willing to receive this kindness, so he didn't mention it at the moment, just to give face to Director Zhao.

Among the onlookers, they obviously had respect for the characters of this province. As for Ge Daming, he didn't dare to stab Director Zhao.

Director Zhao looked around and said loudly: "Although I don't know the ins and outs yet, I'll be fair." Mr. Wu is not the one who can't afford to pay the price, there must be some misunderstanding here!"

"Why?" Ge Daming didn't know what to do, and he felt that Director Zhao was just helping.

Director Zhao said angrily: "The boss of a company, his net worth can buy an entire street, will he care about your little money of 350,000 yuan?"

Ge Daimyo was at the threshold of being unconvinced, and blurted out, "It's not 350,000, it's 300,000!"

Director Zhao smiled, "Is there a difference between your 350,000 and 300,000 and 300,000 for a big boss?"

"That's it, it's ......," the crowd chimed in.

Some people also asked with a clear head, "Lao Ge, how many songs have you sold, and you actually offered 300,000 yuan?"

Ge Daming suddenly stopped talking.

"Just one song!" Ding Tiantian blurted out.

Wu Tao smiled easily, and Chen Fang smiled helplessly.

"It's too dark, old Ge ......."

"That's right, Lao Ge, at your level, you dare to offer 300,000 yuan, it's really enough......"

Wu Tao said earnestly: "As soon as this Teacher Ge met, he set up music with me here, and I endured it." ”

“…… Okay, so that's going to kick my nose in the face. 300,000 in one go!"

“…… At this price, about a very ordinary song, make a small batch of cassette, and then let my people bear the name of the singer without embarrassment, tepid, can I do this?"

When Director Zhao heard this, it turned out that this was the case.

A circle of people next to him finally understood the truth.

Seeing Ge Daming's lack of confidence, he began to talk about him again.

Uncle Jiang looked at Wu Tao's signature as if it were a treasure and said: "I'll just say, Wen is like his person! Tao's voice is still sharp, and it is impossible to do things like that!"

Director Zhao began to make a scene and concluded: "Today's matter, in the final analysis, it is Ge Daming's ...... that he does not do things authentically."

After saying this, Wu Tao thanked Director Zhao and left with Chen Fang and Ding Tiantian.

A group of people surrounded Director Zhao and asked curiously: "Such a young child, which company is the boss?"

"Yuankang Company, have you heard of it?" Director Zhao said mysteriously.

"That big company with assets of hundreds of millions? Oh my God......"

"This is a gold master, I didn't catch it, it's a pity!"