So he hurried over after he got off the field, if it was just an ordinary lyricist, it wouldn't be like this, not so much for him to be like this, but Ma Xuewen is different, the other party is a gold medal lyricist, and he has written I don't know how many golden songs!

The most important thing is that some talented people may only be able to write a few golden songs in their lifetime, but Ma Xuewen has become a golden song every time, which is definitely not accidental, it can only show one point, the other party is more powerful than those talented people!

Therefore, Mr. Song must have a good relationship with such a deposit, they may not necessarily become partners, but at least they can't form any bonds, and it is not good to meet and talk in the future.

"Mr. Song said seriously, some things are about fate, and we may not have reached fate yet, so we will encounter these obstacles, I believe that when fate arrives, it will come naturally. Ma Xuewen lifted the wine glass as he said and touched it with Mr. Song, but these words made Mr. Song a little surprised.

He doesn't know Ma Xuewen, and he doesn't know the other party's background, but seeing that he is still such a calm lyricist, I'm afraid that Ma Xuewen is the only one, no matter what the other party's purpose is, but is this tone a little too big?

Although on the surface, Mr. Song is an approachable king, but everyone who achieves this kind of achievement has his own arrogance, so he thinks like this, and feels that the other party has other plans, because he really can't find any other reason to convince himself, after all, although Ma Xuewen is very well-known and writes all golden songs, but if you want to make money in this circle, you need friends like him, and you also need resources and channels like him.

What is the other party relying on? This is what Mr. Song can't figure out, but his expression can't see the slightest, and he even follows his words and says: "A qiē follows the fate, the fate comes naturally, no wonder Mr. Ma can write such words, Song admires!"

Such a dialogue, coupled with what the two said, made Liu Mengmeng and the others completely stunned, the most excited at the moment is undoubtedly Zhang Mingming, because she knew Ma Xuewen's identity, she never thought that the song she just sang was written by the young man next to her, and even Mr. Song came to the door in person, and the other party ignored it, but he promised to write a song for himself.

She finally understands now why Zhang He suddenly has such an expression, obviously not because she has taken a fancy to her own foundation, but because she has taken a fancy to Ma Xuewen's words! She doesn't know what to say if she is grateful, and now she only has one feeling, that is, it is like in a dream, happiness comes too suddenly.

The conversation with Mr. Song lasted for an hour, and the two of them said a word to me, all of which were so ordinary that they couldn't be on ordinary topics, and they didn't say anything about the song at all, Mr. Song was looking at what Ma Xuewen's purpose was, and Ma Xuewen didn't want to help the other party write it at all, so he had such an expression.

Don't say anything about the king, even the king and queen are all present, he doesn't want to write or can't write, because he is not the person who serves this bowl of rice at all, I believe that if Mr. Song knows this, he will not have so many doubts.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it was finally time to prepare to leave, Mr. Song couldn't bear it, and said after Zhang He finished buying the order: "Mr. Ma, in fact, I saw you this time, hoping to have a chance to cooperate, I don't know if you have this idea to help me write a song?"

No matter what kind of purpose Ma Xuewen has, since the other party has been unwilling to speak, Mr. Song doesn't want to say goodbye in such a vague way when he leaves, and he doesn't achieve the result he wants.

"Mr. Song, I know your purpose for looking for me, and I also feel your sincerity, but I am not the one who serves this bowl of rice, and I pay attention to my mood and mood, so I can only brush off your kindness, and I hope you can forgive me. After Ma Xuewen said this, he glanced at Zhang He, hoping that the other party would come and talk to Mr. Song, after all, he had already expressed his attitude before agreeing to eat.

Seeing this, Zhang He hurriedly smiled and said: "Mr. Song, maybe today is really as Mr. Ma said, the state of mind has not yet arrived, I believe that sooner or later the two of you will have the day to cooperate." ”

Mr. Song could only nod when he heard this, because Ma Xuewen just said it very clearly, the other party doesn't eat this bowl of rice, what can he do if he breaks the sky, although he has his own star halo and can call for wind and rain in the entertainment industry, but if he leaves the entertainment industry, the other party doesn't buy it, and he has no choice.

Some people are happy and some are worried, now the happiest is Zhang Mingming, Mr. Song can't make an appointment with Ma Xuewen, but the other party is willing to write a song for himself, if the matter of today's dinner spreads, I'm afraid her worth will rise a lot!

Of course, these Zhang Mingming can only think about it himself, if he really pokes it out, I'm afraid he will definitely not be able to bear Mr. Song's anger, maybe even Ma Xuewen will refuse to write songs for her, people must know how to be content, she is very satisfied now!

"In this case, we can only wait for the next opportunity to cooperate. Mr. Song and Ma Xuewen shook hands, there was no joy or anger on their faces, and it was not a big loss for him to not make an appointment with the other party, so it was acceptable.

Just as a few people were leaving the hotel, Mr. Song got into the car in full gear, and after seeing him leave, Zhang He suddenly asked, "Have you found a place to stay today?" If not, I can ask the company to arrange a room for you in the hotel. ”

Ma Xuewen did not refuse, it was better to have someone arrange than to find it himself, and then Zhang He said to Liu Mengmeng and Zhang Mingming and others: "Where do you live today?"

When Liu Mengmeng heard this, he said: "The hotel arranged by the dance troupe, sister, you don't have to worry about us, it's okay." ”

Zhang He nodded, it's good that the other party has a place to live, she can't rely on her identity as the deputy manager of the public relations department to make a special case for her sister, which may backfire and let others squeeze out Liu Mengmeng.

"Then we'll go first. Liu Mengmeng nodded and smiled at Ma Xuewen, she didn't know what to say to the other party, she was a little embarrassed when she remembered the picture outside the venue.

Zhang Mingming stood in front of Ma Xuewen very respectfully and said: "Thank you so much this time, we may leave H City tomorrow, if you see each other next time, you must appreciate your face and let me invite you to a meal." ”

"No problem. Ma Xuewen responded without hesitation, and then said hello to the other two, and followed Zhang He to the car and went directly to the hotel.

Zhang He didn't speak all the way, not because Ma Xuewen didn't promise Mr. Song so he didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, but he didn't know what to say to him, so he was silent all the way, and finally came to the door of the hotel after half an hour.