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Hu Xinyi once again sold her best friend.

"Xinyi, if you talk nonsense again, I will ignore you in the future. ”

Issore was clearly angry too.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, Su'er she really likes your songs, so let's do it, Su Cong, can you write a song for her, although she can't be a singer now, but she can be your fan, and she must be the biggest fan." ”

Hu Xinyi also said the truth in her heart.

Indeed, in her opinion, Yi Suer has been adrift abroad all the year round, and the reason why she likes to listen to Su Cong's songs is because Su Cong's songs are full of positive energy and have a so-called faith.

If a person has no faith, it is really quite terrible, and when you are at your most down, the person who gives you faith and strength will inevitably be remembered for a lifetime.

"Okay, I'...... I can ...... your 100,000 albums."

Yi Suer couldn't help laughing, she felt that if she really liked a singer, she must support it with all her might.

When Su Cong heard this, he immediately shook his head.

"No, I don't really need to, I just write songs to be recognized. ”

Su Cong also quickly refused, although the fans supported something and liked it very much, but if it was too much, it was obviously not good, and 100,000 albums at every turn was a great help to increase sales, but this did not follow his own intention.

"Okay...... I'm sorry. ”

Yi Su immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, how could a person who has such an understanding of life care about these sales problems.

In her opinion, Su Cong has always been an alternative in the singer industry, and she doesn't particularly care about sales or anything, but she cares about affirmation, especially awards.

Now he uses such a vulgar thing as money to make him write songs, which is obviously an insult to Su Cong.

It is estimated that Su Cong will not take care of herself in the future, and she can also understand Su Cong's mood, that kind of inner thoughts are expected to be affirmed, and no amount of money can be exchanged.

It's like this kind of thing now, don't you like to let yourself be the president, even if you give yourself more money, you won't be happy.

Just when Yi Suer thought that Su Cong would definitely dislike herself and dislike herself, Su Cong also suddenly said:

"I can write a song for you, but it will take a little time. ”

Of course, Su Cong also needs to think about what kind of song would be very suitable.

"Aren't you going to write songs live, I've heard a lot of people say, why don't you sing it on the spot later? ”

Hu Xinyi couldn't help but laugh like a silver bell at this moment, in her opinion, Su Cong also belonged to the particularly talented kind.

That night, after hearing that glorious song, she knew in her heart that if she wanted to prepare such a sensational song in advance, it was obviously impossible, it must have been Su Cong's temporary idea, and there were also a lot of gossip that Su Cong would write different songs in various situations.

So...... She is now also looking forward to Su Cong being able to write a song under such specific conditions to show his true talent.

Everyone knows that it takes a long time to comprehend and revise and figure out to write a classic that is enough to pass on to the world, but Su Cong can do it, she is very unconvinced, and she also wants to see if Su Cong really has this ability.

"How is it possible, the more you talk about it, Su'er, let you not associate with these people, you don't listen to it, what's good about music, just concentrate on managing the company, who knows if those songs are really written on the spot? Who knows if there is any professional team to modify it later, don't think about the problem too simply, how many times have I told you. ”

A middle-aged woman behind Yi Suer had a straight face at the moment, looking unhappy.

She is the most powerful assistant of the old president, who has been engaged in the cosmetics industry for more than 20 years, although there are no traces of cosmetics on her face, but it can be seen that there is a mole on her eyebrows, which is obviously not very good-tempered.

"Aunt Lan, how can you say that about my friend. ”

Yi Suer is obviously unhappy, in her opinion, now Hu Xinyi and Su Cong are very good friends, and she really likes music, how can she say that.

Especially when she is not used to Aunt Lan taking that she likes music at every turn, in this world, people who like music are the most beautiful, and many people can only find faith and strength in music, and now she says this, which is completely insulting music and devaluing the value of music.

And Aunt Lan's words also made Hu Xinyi extremely embarrassed, on top of her pretty face, her face was obviously not very good-looking, this sentence would never agree to any music-loving person.

But now that Yi Suer has said it, she can't say it anymore, isn't it not that she doesn't give Yi Suer face, but she has known each other for many years.

And after Aunt Lan heard Yi Suer's words, she couldn't help but snort coldly: "When the old lady was there before, she sneered at music and artists, and the last thing she wanted to touch in her life was this, I wasn't targeting your friend, I just said that the so-called music is just moaning without illness, and what is in love all day long is something that a group of people who have nothing to do come up with." ”

Aunt Lan thinks that what she says is very thorough, although music is a kind of culture, but the things that really have culture are too ugly, few people will like them, and the things that many people like are some vulgar lyrics, love and love things, which make people feel very annoying when they listen to it.

This immediately made Yi Suer and Hu Xinyi extremely embarrassed, this Aunt Lan is too bad at talking, right?

"Do you think that music is all about moaning without disease? Wouldn't you put on some songs when you got married?

Su Cong couldn't stand Aunt Lan's remarks at this time, if the music was really as he said, then what was he singing the street for so many years?

Especially when she wants to kill a person who likes music, this has touched her bottom line for Su Cong.

Aunt Lan obviously didn't expect her identity to be blamed by a star, and she couldn't help but snort coldly at this moment:

"I'm not married, so I don't need this fantasy thing. (To be continued.) )