In the next half month, Shan Zhe was dragged around by Miss Chu every day, and returned to 9798 to perform at night, and the name of 9798 began to spread in a small area. But more people want to know who the little boy who sang was and who wrote the songs he sang.

Finally one morning, Shan Zhe was woken up by the fat man while he was still asleep.

This dead fat man, don't you know that disturbing people's dreams is a big sin? In his dream, he was about to hold Miss Chu's hand, but he was woken up by this dead fat man at a critical moment. Thinking of this, Shan Zhe was angry.

"Brother Wang, is there anything going on this early morning?" Shan Zhe still opened the door and asked Wang Fatzi.

Wang Fatzi didn't speak, walked to the room and sat down before speaking: "Didn't I tell you before that I called a few friends who play music to come and cheer for you? After seeing the reactions of the songs you wrote here for more than half a month, they expressed their interest in the songs you wrote. Please, I'll talk to you, they're waiting in my office right now."

"Did you tell them that I was going to sell it with the authorship? Shan Zhe asked.

"Having said it, this is all a trivial matter, their family conditions are no worse than Chu Chu, they don't care about this money, but they have a request..."

"What requirements?"

"They want you to write them an album, and money is not a problem," Wang Fatzi said slowly.

"How much can they give?" Shan Zhe was still more concerned about this question.

Wang Fatzi stretched out a hand: "500,000." ”

Shan Zhe closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa and thought about it: 12 songs in an album, 500,000, an average of less than 42,000 yuan per song, which is a bit low, after all, he was packaged and sold with the authorship rights.

After thinking for a while, Shan Zhe said, "Seven songs, 500,000." If there are too many, you can ask them if they can, if they can, they will sign a contract, if they can't, forget it."

Shan Zhe originally thought that Wang Fatzi would go to them to discuss, but who knew that this product said directly: "No problem, no need to discuss, I'll call them over."

"Wait a minute, I'll go over. You go over there and talk to them first, and I'll wash up and go over."

Shan Zhe felt that it was more appropriate for him to go in the past, although he said that he wanted 500,000 seven songs, whether he wanted love or not, but if they really left, he would have no place to cry, after all, he was the one who lacked money.

After hurriedly washing up, Shan Zhe went to Wang Fatzi's office. Pushing open the door, I saw Wang Fatzi sitting on the sofa chatting with two men in their twenties, Shan Zhe walked straight to Wang Fatzi and sat down.

Seeing Shan Zhe coming, Wang Fatzi took the initiative to introduce: "This is Shan Zhe, you have seen it offstage." Xiao Zhe, this long-haired man here is called Zhang Xian, and he wants to buy your song. The one next to him is Li Zongren, who usually doesn't like to talk much."

"Hello, Mr. Shan". Zhang Xian stood up and stretched out his right hand to say hello to Shan Zhe.

"Hello, Brother Zhang. You can call me Xiaozhe like Brother Wang." Shan Zhe hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook hands with Zhang Xian.

I have been poor for decades in my previous life, and now there is a person in front of me who can give him hundreds of thousands of dollars, and if he says that he is not nervous, he is lying to himself, but Shan Zhe still tries to keep himself calm, at least he can't let the other party see his nervousness.

"I was in the audience when you performed before, and I listened carefully to all four songs. To put it mildly, Xiaozhe, you are a musical genius. Zhang Xian praised.

How can there be any genius, it's not that the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took advantage of the shade, Shan Zhe thought in his heart.

"After your performance last night, the fat man came to me and asked me if I was interested in these songs, saying that you plan to sell the copyright and authorship rights of these songs. I was going to talk to you about it, but I thought it was too late to disturb you...".

"There's nothing out of place, we could talk last night, and I didn't fall asleep. Shan Zhe answered. After saying that, Shan Zhe wanted to give himself a big-eared scraper, do you eat too much chicken chin, so like to answer the phone, don't you see what people are talking about the lyrical part. Shan Zhe smiled awkwardly and nodded slightly to Zhang Xian to signal him to continue.

Zhang Xian was stunned for a moment, as soon as you said this, how can I continue, you don't play cards according to the routine.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while...

"I've told Xiao Zhe about all these situations, what are you talking about. All of them are big men, and it's not too pretentious to chatter. Look at Xiaozhe, after I told him about the situation, they said that they would send you two more songs. You want five, and they give you seven." The voice of the fat man broke the silence of the room.

"Really... Really?" Li Zongren, who had not spoken, looked at Shan Zhe and asked.

Shan Zhe didn't pay attention, he just looked at Wang Fatzi: You told me everything? What did you tell me, why don't I know anything? Also, didn't they ask for an album, and I cut seven songs, how did it become an extra two?

Shan Zhe only felt that he was a little confused, but he didn't ask Wang Fatzi. After all, my emotional intelligence is a little insufficient, so I'd better wait for it to ask in private.

"What about you? Wang Fatzi pushed Shan Zhe.

"Oh yes". Shan Zhe responded directly.

"That's good, that's good, I don't know if there are three songs besides the four songs yesterday?"

"There are two songs I sang yesterday that are not for sale, sorry. The only songs sold to you are "Zebra Zebra" and "Old Boy", and the other five songs have not been sung yet, but they will definitely not be worse than these two, you can rest assured. ”

"Shall we sing it again?"

"Okay, I'll go write the words out first, and you can wait a minute. After speaking, Shan Zhe sat down at Wang Fatzi's desk, took out a pen and paper and began to write:

"Once You"

Aftertaste

Dark Fragrance

Zebra Zebra

Oldboy

"Just One Time"

10,000 Grieves

One after another, by the time Shan Zhe finished writing the seven songs, half an hour had passed. The main reason is that the lyrics are too brain-consuming.,Just some of the lyrics can't guarantee that they're right.,Anyway, it's smooth to sing.,The general meaning hasn't changed.,And even if it's wrong, no one knows.。

The fat man asked people to send a guitar, not that he couldn't sing a cappella, just because the cappella effect was not so good, although only the guitar was also very monotonous, but it was much better than a cappella.

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword..."

"Strike a match and light up the weary night..."

……

Shan Zhe sang one after another, and Zhang Xian and the others listened carefully next to them.

When Shan Zhe put down the guitar in his hand, Zhang Xian reacted from the amazement and said, "I'll ask people to prepare the contract now, and I'll come over in the afternoon to sign the contract directly, do you think it's okay?"

"It just so happened that I also needed to get a bank card, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and I was still here. Shan Zhe responded.

"Okay, let's go first. After speaking, he and Li Zongren left in a hurry.

After they left, Shan Zhe looked at the time, it was already 9 o'clock, looking out of the window, Miss Chu came a little late today.

Shan Zhe ate something casually and sat on the steps in a daze. Miss Chu is not here, and she can't find anyone chatting. After sitting like this for two or three hours, Miss Chu's Audi stopped in front of him.

"Are you waiting for me?" Miss Chu pressed the window and looked at Shan Zhe with a smile on her face.

"It's not".

"And what are you doing?"

"Bask in the sun. ”

"You're basking in the sun on such a hot day?"

"Ultraviolet rays can promote the absorption of calcium and can grow taller" Shan Zhe said, lore.

Shan Zhe got up and opened the car door, sat in the co-pilot and said to Miss Chu, "Take me to get a bank card."

"It's almost twelve o'clock, the banks are closed, let's go in the afternoon," said Miss Chu, looking at her watch.

"Then go to dinner", Shan Zhe leaned back in his seat after speaking, closed his eyes and said nothing. He was sad, he didn't like to be alone.

No matter what he does, he hopes to have someone by his side, as long as he can be trusted, anyone can do it.

He is afraid that others will be too good to him, and he is afraid that when he gets used to the fact that someone around him is good to him, the person who is good to him will disappear one day. It had been like this many times in my previous life, and I fell asleep in the car thinking about it.

Miss Chu found a place with shade and parked the car, and quietly looked at Shan Zhe next to her, a boy who was sometimes lively and sometimes melancholy.

Looking at it, Miss Chu suddenly thought of something, picked up her hair, and swept the ends of her hair around Shan Zhe's face. Shan Zhe felt that something was crawling on his face, frowned, and waved his hand, and?

"Smack"

Shan Zhe, who was asleep, slapped his face, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a smiling girl Chu in front of him, Shan Zhe stretched out his hand and pinched Miss Chu's face, Miss Chu didn't move; Shan Zhe straightened up again, kissed Miss Chu's face, and then lay down on the seat and fell asleep.

I never thought she was so good-looking until the first time I met her.