When it was time for dinner, Fang Bochuan finally came out of the study.

Seeing Qin Qianyun, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Qianqian, I heard your aunt say that your new album is a big seller two days ago, and my uncle congratulates you here." ”

Qin Qianyun smiled sweetly when she heard this, and responded crisply: "Hey, thank you, uncle." ”

"The road in the entertainment industry is not easy, and now you can be regarded as really coming out, listening to Xiao Zhuo, your new album has sold almost four million copies?"

"yes, yes. In fact, the company's shipments have actually exceeded 5 million copies, but there are some hoarding goods on the sales side, and it is estimated that it will take half a month to reach the actual sales of 5 million copies!"

Qin Qianyun said.

Immediately, she couldn't help but glance at Fang Zhuo, pursed her lips with a smile, and said: "Actually, this is thanks to Xiao Zhuo, if it weren't for the songs that Xiao Zhuo wrote for me, it would be good if my album could sell one or two million copies." ”

Belch?

Hearing this, Fang Bochuan and Lin Jingyuan were stunned together, and turned their heads to look at Fang Zhuo in shock.

"What, what's the situation?Qianqian, do you mean Xiao Zhuo wrote you songs? And several?" Fang Bochuan was stunned.

Lin Jingyuan was also surprised: "Qianqian, is it really fake? Could it be that last time you came over for dinner, Xiao Zhuo said that he wanted to write songs for you, and he really wrote a few songs for you?"

Fang Bochuan didn't even know the sales of Qin Qianyun's new album before, so he naturally didn't know that half of the songs in Qin Qianyun's new album were written by Fang Zhuo.

And although Lin Jingyuan has heard the songs in Qin Qianyun's new album, she really didn't pay attention to the songwriters of those songs.

This is also normal, and the general audience does not pay much attention to the songwriter of a song.

And Fang Zhuo and Qin Qianyun didn't specifically tell Fang Bochuan and Lin Jingyuan about it before, and neither of them knew about it yet.

Hearing Qin Qianyun say this, the two of them were suddenly a little overwhelmed.

"Yes, after Xiao Zhuo said to write songs for me last time, about a week later, he sent me five songs. I don't know if you have heard of my aunt and uncle, several of the title songs in it are "Woman Flower", as well as "Once Distressed", "Holding Hands", "On the Water Side", "Moonlight in the City", all of which were written by Xiao Zhuo!"

Qin Qianyun said.

"Uh...... These songs were all written by Xiao Zhuo? How old is this kid, how can he write such a deep and beautiful song?"

After Qin Qianyun said the names of a few songs, Lin Jingyuan was taken aback again, and Wu Zi was a little incredulous.

She has basically heard all these songs, especially very fond of women flowers and on the water side.

Lin Jingyuan never dreamed that these songs would be written by her son, which really subverted her 'three views'......

Seeing that Fang Bochuan and Lin Jingyuan both had wide-eyed and unbelievable expressions, Qin Qianyun couldn't help but look at Fang Zhuo with a smile.

At this time, Lin Jingyuan looked at Fang Zhuo again and asked, "Xiao Zhuo, you really wrote those songs that your cousin said, when will you write songs again?"

"Uh, that, Mom, I didn't actually write these songs, I was taught to me by a white-bearded old man when I was dreaming, so I sent them to my cousin......"

Fang Zhuo said seriously.

Lin Jingyuan rolled her eyes, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense with your mother and me! And the white-bearded old man, you are like your father who has gone crazy reading novels, right? Why don't you say that the white-bearded old man you dreamed of also taught you what kind of cultivation techniques, you can fly to the sky and the earth!"

Fang Zhuo smiled and said, "That, Mom, the white-bearded old man didn't say that he was a cultivator, so he didn't teach me any cultivation techniques or anything like that." ”

"Giggle......

Listening to Fang Zhuo's serious nonsense, Qin Qianyun suddenly couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Fang Bochuan couldn't help but smile dumbly, "Okay, this is getting more and more ridiculous." But I didn't expect Xiao Zhuo that you still have such a great talent for songwriting. ”

"Tomorrow, I'm going to buy a new album of Qianqian, and I'll come back and listen to what those songs you wrote!"

"Uncle, you don't have to buy them, I have two records in my bag, I'll give you one later." Qin Qianyun said.

Fang Bochuan thought about it, and he didn't bother to go out, so he nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

After dinner, Qin Qianyun didn't plan to go back, but stayed at Fang Zhuo's house.

At night, Fang Zhuo was coding words in the room, while Qin Qianyun sat on the side and watched with interest, chatting with Fang Zhuo from time to time.

The next morning, after having breakfast at home, Qin Qianyun said: "Xiao Zhuo, I have already contacted a Peking Opera master on this side of the East China Sea last night, and it just so happens that he is also free at home, so we can visit him together later." ”

"Ah, okay. ”

Fang Zhuo responded.

Fang Bochuan and Lin Jingyuan, who were on the side, were a little curious, and couldn't help asking, "Qianqian, why did you take Xiao Zhuo to visit the Peking Opera master?"

Qin Qianyun said with a smile: "It was Xiao Zhuo who told me yesterday that he wanted to learn to sing opera, so I asked a Peking Opera master I knew who lived here in the East China Sea if he would like to teach, and I didn't think that people would simply agree, and asked me to take Xiao Zhuo over." ”

"Oh, that's right. Then you're all back for dinner in the evening, right?"

Lin Jingyuan answered and asked again.

Qin Qianyun looked at Zhuo Xia and said, "I should come back for dinner." If there is any change at that time, I will call your aunt. ”

"That's fine. ”

Seeing that the time was half past eight in the morning, Qin Qianyun beckoned Fang Zhuo to go out.

On the way to the Peking Opera master's house, Qin Qianyun also briefly introduced the other party to Fang Zhuo.

"Xiao Zhuo, the Peking Opera master we are going to visit later is named Yu Qingyan, his Peking Opera is the lineage of Mei Lanfang who studied under Yanjing, and Mr. Mei Lanfang should be regarded as his ancestor. ”

"Because of his extremely high level of Peking Opera, he should be regarded as a well-known No. 1 actor in the Peking Opera industry!"

Hearing Qin Qianyun's introduction, Fang Zhuo couldn't help but nod lightly.

The history and people of this time and space are only different from Fang Zhuo's previous life for a few decades after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and that Mr. Mei is a person from the Republic of China era, and there is still this person in this time and space.

"I didn't expect it to be Mr. Mei Lanfang's successor. By the way, sister, how old is Mr. Yu?"

Fang Zhuo asked.

"I don't know the specifics, but I'm probably about fifty years old. I also had two chances to participate in the evening performance and took two photos with this gentleman, the general manager of our company and Mr. Yu are old acquaintances, because my agent took me backstage to visit each other. ”

"Later, I encountered something once, and Mr. Yu happened to see it at that time, so he helped me out, so I asked Mr. Yu to leave a contact information, and occasionally sent a blessing text message during the New Year's holidays or something, and I had more or less a bit of friendship when I came and went. ”

Qin Qianyun said.