Congratulations to the second apprentice of this book at the beginning of the book, Purple Dream Boy, with one more chapter

"Another new song? uploaded two songs at the same time last night?" Yang Xiaolan was surprised when she heard Lan Lan's words, she really didn't understand, when did the other party become so smart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The rain and dew are evenly wet, Bei Shuang'er, you at the same table, born like a summer flower, never expected, the grateful heart and this song let me hug you! This one by one, that one thing didn't cause a big sensation, or did I know the Zhang Xiaowei who had been depressed for three years?

Yang Xiaolan's eyes showed a confused look, in her opinion, maybe she should really find a time to talk to her.

"Lan Lan, give it to me...?"

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan!" Yang Xiaolan originally wanted to listen to Lan Lan's headphones, but then the field attendant suddenly shouted there, obviously it was time for her to play.

"Sister Xiaolan, do you want to listen to it, I'll tell you when you come down!"

"Okay, I'll come to you later!" After speaking, Yang Xiaolan lifted her skirt that was dragging on the ground and walked into the set.

"I've seen all the ups and downs in this world

How much love I still have, how many tears I still have

Let God know that I don't admit defeat

Grateful heart, thank you for having you

Accompanying me all my life has given me the courage to be myself

A grateful heart is grateful for fate

I will cherish the flowers as they bloom and fall

Grateful heart, thank you for having you

Accompanying me all my life has given me the courage to be myself

A grateful heart is grateful for fate

I will cherish the flowers when they bloom and fall!"

"Okay, everyone has heard this song, I want to hear your opinions!"

In the Atlantic Building in Kyoto City, Ye Xiaoqin, dressed in red professional clothes, sat on the main seat in the conference room, her long wavy hair swaying regularly with the swing of her head.

There is a projector on the side behind her, which is playing Zhang Xiaowei's grateful heart.

"Mr. Ye, I have found the information you want about Zhang Xiaowei, I want to show it to you!" At the bottom left of her, a woman in a dark blue professional uniform said with her eyes hanging on the bridge of her nose.

"yes, how could it be him?" When the projector played a man who was twenty-three or four-year-old older, holding a guitar in both hands, playing that grateful heart on a stage, wasn't it him?

"Xiaowei, Xiaowei, Zhang Xiaowei. Look at my brain, it would be nice to ask his name at the time, but I didn't know where to look for him, and if I had offered to give him a ride, I wouldn't have known where he was. Ye Xiaoqin scolded herself in her heart with some annoyance.

"Mr. Ye, do we really want to choose this song for our morning meeting?" At this time, the man in a suit sitting on her left hand asked softly.

"Yes, that's what the board of directors meant, so please trouble Xiao Tao from the External Propaganda Department to contact this Hantang Culture Media!" Ye Xiaoqin said to the man sitting in the third position on the lower right.

"Mr. Ye, this Hantang Culture Media Company has no information entry on the Internet, and it is obviously a newly established company, and there is no contact information to be published. The named Tao stood up.

"Didn't you expect this Hantang Culture Media to be released in Qile? Ye Xiaoqin said with some hatred that iron is not steel.

"Mr. Ye, you went to Xiangjiang for a meeting this time, do you have any other instructions from the board of directors?" asked the man sitting on her left hand.

"There is no other instruction, just for the sake of this grateful heart, the board of directors has issued a death order, no matter what, this grateful heart must be taken down, not to let our rival natural insurance company take the first opportunity. Ye Xiaoqin said with a serious face.

"Yes!" Originally, there were some people who had some opinions, but after hearing Ye Xiaoqin's words, they all closed their voices.

"If you have anything else to do, if not, let's break up!" Ye Xiaoqin leaned back in the chair and said slowly.

She passed from Wanghai City early in the morning, and then rushed to the airport in Lihai City, and then arrived at the company to hold a meeting for everyone.

"Mr. Ye, I'll go get you lunch and come back!" The assistant closed the notebook and asked after everyone left, when she saw Ye Xiaoqin nodding slowly, she walked out slowly and closed the door of the conference room.

"Let's see if Zhang Xiaowei's grateful heart has been uploaded to Cool Cat!" Taking advantage of the time between classes, Guan Xiaohui took out her mobile phone and opened the Cool Cat website.

I saw that the first place was still Zhang Xiaowei's song Bei Shuang'er, the second place was You, the tablemate of the Coyote Band, the third place was Dong Meilan's song of Life Like a Summer Flower, and the fourth place was Teng Jiade's song of the grassland, and I didn't see Zhang Xiaowei's grateful heart ranked in the top ten.

However, one thing can be seen that the top three songs are all related to Zhang Xiaowei, but Guan Xiaohui doesn't know that this song is like a summer flower is actually written by Zhang Xiaowei.

"Grateful Heart, such a classic song, didn't make it to the top ten?" Guan Xiaohui was a little annoyed and typed the words Zhang Xiaowei into the search box.

"The first one is Shuang'er, the second one is at the same table, and the third is grateful!" Guan Xiaohui read them one by one, but when she saw that there was actually a song under her grateful heart, her big bright eyes widened!

"Can I hug you? What the hell is this song?" When Guan Xiaohui saw the title of this song, her eyes widened, her breathing was a little tight, and she couldn't help but feel secretly proud in her heart: "Could it be that he sang this song to me?"

Guan Xiaohui opened this song with some doubts, can I hug you.

She listened to this song, her eyes were a little puzzled at first, in her opinion, can I hold you should be a touching courtship song, but listening to her eyes moistened.

"Zhang Xiaowei, a dead man, why did he sing such a sad song?" Guan Xiaohui scolded Zhang Xiaowei fiercely in her heart after listening to it, and her colleagues were also very strange in their hearts, what happened to this Zhang Xiaowei to sing such a sad song.

"Hey, what are you doing here!" Suddenly, a palm slapped heavily on her shoulder, startling her.

"Xiaoqian, do you want to scare people to death?"

"Xiaohui, what's wrong with you?" Although Guan Xiaohui didn't turn around, after all, the two were best friends, and the strangeness in her voice was still heard by He Xiaoqian.

"No, nothing!"

"It's okay, look at you, your eyes are red!" He Xiaoqian asked with concern as she switched off Xiaohui's arm that was wiping her eyes.