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Nathan Chapman pushed open the office door and walked in. As he expected, the girl was here again watching the video.

This has been going on for a week, and every time it's time to take a break, she would run to the office that nominally belonged to her dad and watch the Chinese kid's video on the computer. He really couldn't figure out what was so good about this kind of broken short film, yes, yes, he admitted that the boy had good singing skills and good looks, but was it that attractive?

Come on, girl, you're about to release your own record of the same name! You're going to be a star! Is this kind of wild cover singer worth staying in front of your computer every day? The key is that he is still a Chinese kid, if your fans learn about this black history in the future, they will turn black!

Nathan Chapman had a headache at the thought of this, and couldn't help but frown.

"Hey, girl, it's time to break, it's time for us to work." Nathan Chapman clapped his hands to try to get the girl's attention, and walked over to the girl sitting in front of the computer, "If you continue like this, I guess we won't be able to release an album the year after!" ”

"Okay, Nathan, I'll go after reading this." The girl didn't buy it, and replied absentmindedly.

"Look at it, look at it every day, I really don't know what to see!" Nathan muttered as he walked over to the girl and looked down at the computer screen.

Sure enough, it was the Chinese kid he hated again.

"Well, today, I'm going to bring you a song that I wrote myself," said the Chinese boy with the guitar on the screen, "and the song is called 'I'mYours,' and I hope you'll like it." ”

Yo, I also wrote my own songs! I'm here to see what you can write.

The guitar sounds, and a melody woven by soft strumming and crisp syncoping comes out of the stereo.

Nathan listened for a while, pursed his lips, and teased disappetically: "Hey, at this level, it's not good!" ”

"Oh, don't talk!" The bright-eyed girl tugged at him impatiently.

"......" Nathan felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, and he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

He especially didn't understand the girl's behavior like an avid fan, which made him feel like a failure, and his singers didn't like big-name stars like Jackson, Maria, and Faith Hill, but were so obsessed with an amateur singer who didn't get into the stream, which made him wonder if his singer's appreciation level was wrong.

Just as Nathan was grumbling in his heart, the prelude ended, and the boy's singing interjected:

“……

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……”

The boy's voice quality is not particularly outstanding, at least not the kind of voice that will make people's eyes shine when they hear it, on the contrary, his voice also exudes a hoarseness unique to boys in the voice change period.

However, it is such a flawed sound, accompanied by the soft sound of the guitar, that actually makes people feel a warm feeling in the ears, like the sun at seven or eight o'clock, bright, but not scorching.

The boy is especially good at using his voice, or rather he knows which range of his voice is most attractive, and then he can express the feeling that the song is best suited to the melody. This is a talent or realm that many singers can't seek.

The singing voice is good, the words are good, and the melody is better.

Nathan's eyes narrowed in revulsion as he listened to the warm singer like a lover's whisper. It seems that he was not the one who said the phrase "not very good" before.

Sign him, be sure to sign him! He's going to be on fire! Maybe even more fire than the girl in front of you!

The soul of being a music producer roared in Nathan's head.

Soon, a few minutes of video ended.

"Alright, Nathan, let's go to work." Closing the page, the girl stood up.

However, Nathan Chapman did not react, as if he were a lifelike sculpture.

The girl tilted her head and looked at him strangely, reaching out and shaking it in front of his eyes, "Nathan, Nathan?" Hey, what are you thinking? ”

"What's wrong?" Nathan finally came to his senses.

"Didn't you say you were going to work?" The girl looked at him suspiciously.

"Oh yes, work ......," Nathan replied mechanically, turning to walk out.

"Oh, no!" He stopped abruptly and turned to look at the girl with burning eyes, "Taylor, can you contact him?" ”

"Who?" The girl was stunned.

"That's the Chinese kid!" Nathan pointed to the computer and snapped.

"You mean Leo?"

"Leo, so his name is Leo? What a name! Nathan was excited.

"Nathan, what's wrong with you? Sick? The girl tilted her head to look at him.

"No, no, no, I'm fine," Nathan's face flushed with excitement, "Taylor, do you know him!" Can you help me contact him, I want to meet him! ”

"What are you going to do?"

"What? Sign him, of course! Nathan almost cried out, "Hey, believe me, if this song was really written by him, he could be more popular than Aaron Carter with this song!" ”

The girl stared at Nathan in surprise, she hadn't seen him look so out of shape.

After being stunned for a long time, the girl reacted and said in surprise, "Wait, you mean you want to sign him and become a singer?" ”

"Or else? Don't you understand what I'm talking about? Nathan said angrily.

"Oh no, I'm just too surprised......" The girl laughed, her crooked eyes narrowed into a crescent, "I can't guarantee it, but I promise you that I'll do my best to bring him here!" ”

"Oh, Taylor, you're such an angel!"

…………

It's been a few days since I got back from New York. Li Mingcheng has long recovered from the blow of his trip to New York.

That's normal, isn't it? Li Mingcheng, who has studied in the UK, has always been well aware that in a white society, Chinese people often need to pay twice the effort and hardship of the average white person to succeed, and Cheng Long, Li Lianjie and Li Xiaolong are typical examples.

It has been said that blows are often the best motivators.

Li Mingcheng felt that he was like this now. Since he boasted about Haikou, he couldn't be looked down upon by others.

After all, Li Mingcheng in his previous life was still a young man in his twenties, so he would not be as calm as many sophisticated middle-aged men, and he still had the unique momentum of young people and was fearless.

Back at his aunt's house, Lee began to upload videos of his performances on Youtube. He still held his breath in his heart: Didn't you say that Americans wouldn't pay for a Chinese kid? I'll let you see, Chinese boys can also be popular, and I am very popular!

As it turns out, the Internet is always the most inclusive place, and Li Mingcheng didn't go wrong at first, by uploading a series of performance videos, Daisy's account with her Chinese name "Meiheng" spelling as ID has been subscribed by thousands of people in the past few days, attracting tens of thousands of views every day.

This made Li Mingcheng suddenly feel like an Internet celebrity. In other words, the first generation of Internet celebrities in this life just didn't run away, right?

During this time, Li Mingcheng's happiest thing was to reply to viewers' messages on Youtube one by one. There are two IDs that impress him, one is called Amy, she lives like a fan, she is always the first to leave a message under every video released by Li Mingcheng, and she is so enthusiastic that Li Mingcheng is a little flattered.

The other was less fanatical, and at best she left a word or two of encouragement. But just a few simple words are enough to make Li Mingcheng uneasy.

Because, her ID is Taylor.

At this moment, Li Mingcheng was sitting in front of the computer and browsing video messages. Yesterday he just uploaded a video of the performance of the "original song" "I'mYours". The response has been overwhelming.

Li Mingcheng was replying to his number one fan, Amy, when suddenly a private message on the station jumped out.

Li Mingcheng glanced at the pop-up window, and his heartbeat instantly accelerated after seeing the ID clearly. At that time, I left the matter of replying to fans behind.

With trembling hands and moving the mouse to click on the private message, Li Mingcheng saw the short line of English on the screen.

Then Li Mingcheng heard his own fierce heartbeat like a war drum, and his restless heart hit his chest violently, as if it was about to burst out.

The line reads—

Leo, tomorrow morning, I'll be waiting for you at the old place.