So, he smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I have two pieces of good news for you. ”

Hearing this, Wang Qingxue immediately looked curious, "Which two pieces of good news?"

Ye Hao didn't sell it either, and said directly: "The first one is, I wrote a few songs by myself a few days ago, and they sound pretty good." ”

"Writing songs, is it really fake?" Wang Qingxue said in surprise.

Because in her impression, Ye Hao only played the guitar in high school, and it was limited to carrying the guitar, and she had never even seen it play, let alone wrote songs!

Moreover, her sister is a singer, she has more or less understood something, on the road of music, writing songs is countless times more difficult than singing.

"I don't have to lie to you, right?" Ye Hao scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "If you really don't believe it, I'll play it to you next time we meet?"

"What about the second one?" Obviously, Wang Qingxue didn't want to dwell on this topic, because she really couldn't believe it.

This is the same reason that she doesn't like to eat coriander.

"The second piece of good news is that I sold eight songs I wrote to a singer. Ye Hao said.

"Selling songs?" This time, Wang Qingxue simply showed a puzzled expression, but she didn't want to question it directly, for fear of hurting Ye Hao's heart, so she asked, "Who did you sell it to?"

After a pause, Ye Hao smiled and said, "If I say that I sold it to the queen Zhang Zixuan, do you believe it?"

"What do you think?" she asked, without even thinking about it.

"Uh..."

Ye Hao couldn't refute it, after all, this matter was indeed too magical, and the explanation was tortuous and complicated, if it wasn't for his personal experience, he wouldn't have believed it himself!

"I'm kidding!" Ye Hao smiled helplessly, "Actually, it was sold to a little singer, but you definitely don't know it." ”

"That's pretty much it. Wang Qingxue rolled her eyes and said, "How much did it cost?"

Ye Hao thought that he couldn't tell the truth, so he stretched out four fingers, and without waiting for her to guess, he said, "Four hundred thousand." ”

When he said it, it was very bland, and if others heard it, they would definitely want to beat people, because they were too pretending.

However, as long as you think about it, compared with 800,000, 400,000 does not seem to be much!

"That's okay, most of the songs my sister bought are also seven or eight thousand each...", she obviously felt wrong, and the next second, she exclaimed: "What did you say....four... Four hundred thousand!"

"Well, yes, eight songs for 400,000. Ye Hao affirmed.

"Wait, let me calculate..."Rao is a person like Wang Qingxue who was admitted to Hang Ying, and his brain didn't seem to be able to turn all of a sudden, so he folded his hands and counted it, "That is to say... Fifty thousand for one song!"

Then, she suddenly became a little angry, looked directly into Ye Hao's eyes and said, "Ye Hao, are you trying to make me happy and deliberately deceive me?"

"How come? I'm telling the truth, I don't believe myself. Ye Hao was aggrieved when he heard this, so he handed her the text message of the balance of the mobile phone bank card.

I took a look, and counted the amount, five zeros, the letter number... That's right!

This... Really!

As for why it became 400,000, in fact, Ye Hao had already saved the other 300,000 on another card, and he was ready to use it when needed.

As a result, the cognition that Wang Qingxue established from the beginning was instantly overturned by reality, and then rebuilt a new understanding - what Ye Hao said was all true!

But, but, but...is the Ye Hao she knows really so powerful?

Because, because, because....

In her memory, this year is her sister's fourth year as a singer, and her sister, whether it is an album or a commercial performance, has only gotten nearly one million in total for more than three years, and this is not after deducting personal taxes, if taxes are removed, it is estimated that it will be 800,000. On average, it's nearly 200,000 a year.

However, Ye Hao only sold eight songs, and he got 400,000 yuan!

How this didn't surprise her.

But girls seem to think differently from men.

Although she was obviously surprised by the price of the song, it obviously didn't last long, and she suddenly asked, "The person who bought the song is really... Zhang Zixuan?"

Eh, this girl has finally found her way back.

Hearing this, Ye Hao smiled and nodded.

At this time, Wang Qingxue, who has never been very interested in other things, looked extremely excited, and her face couldn't help but flush a little because of the expectation in her heart, which was particularly moving, "That... Will you ever see her in person again?"

When Ye Hao heard it, yes, this girl is quite a star chaser.

In fact, this is also very understandable, because Ye Hao saw that the songs on her mobile phone were basically all Zhang Zixuan's before, which shows how much this girl likes big stars.

However, it's okay, like ordinary girls, they like to chase stars and have their own favorite things, why isn't this a sign of youth?

Because, this is what a twenty-year-old girl should look like!

Moreover, such a life is too boring, right?

So, Ye Hao was a little uncertain and said, "It should be... Okay. ”

Hearing this, Wang Qingxue couldn't wait to say, "That... Can you help me get one... Do you have that album for "Seven Seconds of Memory"?" said him, his eyelashes fluttering, very cute.

"Should... Okay. Ye Hao scratched his right cheek with his fingers, isn't it just a phone call, it's simple!

After all, he's a man with a big star's private number!

And I've helped people more than once, this little request should... Well, I should say yes!

Let's not talk about this for the time being, when he thought of the sorrow between Wang Qingxue's eyebrows, Ye Hao always felt absent-minded. But obviously, he is not a person who will say anything that comes to mind, because there are some words that should not come out of his mouth.

Girls are always sensitive, so it's best not to mention things they don't want to say, because there is no guarantee of what attitude or way they will respond to you.

Therefore, if Wang Qingxue doesn't say it, Ye Hao won't ask.

Because, he and she can afford to wait!

"It's not too early, rest early! I remember you still have class tomorrow. Ye Hao said gently.

"Hmm. Wang Qingxue muttered softly when she heard this.

It was late at night, and in addition to the faint light of the street lamps, there were still a few scattered houses lit up, and the occasional sound of children's laughter.

Along the way, the two had occasional conversations, but they were brief.

The road that accompanies you always goes fast.

Seeing that she was almost done, suddenly, Wang Qingxue turned around and took a stride, walked in front of Ye Hao, put her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, very naughty, and muttered: "Don't forget what I said before, otherwise..."

"Hmm. ”

Ye Hao smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.

"No, it won't!"