Although the game is over, some follow-up things have just begun. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Fan left all these things to Uncle Xiang to take care of. The poor director of the city TV station is so busy that he is a hairy boy, and he is almost ready to catch up with a professional agent.

No way, who made Wang Fan not yet 18 years old! The contract he signed did not have any legal protection at all.

It's just that everything Uncle Xiang has done for himself, Wang Fan remembers it in his heart.

If you treat me as a countryman, I will repay you as a countryman.

Wang Fan couldn't say the superfluous hypocrisy.

During this period, Wang Fan also invited three judges and teachers to come out for a small gathering. It's not for the competition, but for the fact that they let the program team upload their own songs to hit the charts.

If it weren't for the fact that they have been fueling the flames, now Wang Fan, I'm afraid there are not so many fans who support him.

That's right, it's the fans.

In fact, in the finals that day, most of the audience in the studio came for Wang Fan, which was also the first batch of fans he had. After the game, these fans poured into the backstage to look for Wang Fan.

If it weren't for Wang Fan's handwriting, I'm afraid it would be ugly.

"Xiaofan, the program team has something I want to talk to you about." Xiang Ailan, who returned to the hotel room, said such a sentence when she saw Wang Fan.

"What's the matter, can I just say no? What are you looking for me? Wang Fan lay on the bed leisurely and watched TV, completely acting as a shopkeeper. Although there are some relatively backward programs on TV, Wang Fan can still find some interesting things from them.

Wang Fan's indifferent attitude made Xiang Ailan cry and laugh, and said with a wry smile: "I really can't be the master of this matter." ”

Since Xiang Ailan said this, presumably what he said was really not an ordinary trivial matter. So, Wang Fan sat up straight and asked curiously: "The game is over, what else needs to be discussed?" ”

After speaking, he thought about it and exclaimed, "Could it be that they want to regret it?" ”

This time, it was Xiang Ailan's turn to understand it, and asked rhetorically: "Repentance?" Repent of what? ”

"Money! It's a bonus! Wang Fan rolled his eyes and replied seriously.

"Well, I said, you child, what are you thinking about all day long? Do people care about your little money? Really, not to mention that your Uncle Xiang is still here! Xiang Ailan was almost completely defeated by Wang Fan's leaping thinking.

"That's right! Uncle Xiang won't let me suffer! Just, what else can it do? Wang Fan sat on the bed and thought hard, but he couldn't think of a reason why he came.

"Didn't you say it before the game? Do the top three need to sing a song to cheer for the college entrance examination? ...”

"Oh... They're trying to get rid of me! Without waiting for Ailan to finish speaking, Wang Fan interjected self-righteously.

"Can you listen to me!" Xiang Ailan was really speechless to Wang Fan. Why does this kid sometimes seem to be a very mature person, but sometimes, he is so unbounded?

Seeing that he had guessed wrong, Wang Fan hurriedly raised his hands and made a gesture to seal the door towards his mouth, and then looked at Xiang Ailan with blank eyes.

I have to say that Wang Fan's funny actions really made Xiang Ailan 'pounce', laughed out loud, lightly nodded Wang Fan's forehead, and said dotingly: "Don't think about it, the program team wants to find you to write a song, so I will write a song full of positive energy around the theme of the college entrance examination." ”

Seeing that Wang Fan didn't answer, he continued: "If you have the ability, you will agree." This matter is only absolutely good for you. Of course, if you don't have inspiration now, then Uncle Xiang will reject them. What do you mean..."

After speaking, he looked towards Wang Fan.

Wang Fan blinked, pretending to be innocent, staring at Xiang Ailan, his eyes blinking, but he didn't speak.

"You stinky boy, you want to be angry with your Uncle Xiang here, right?" Seeing Wang Fan like this, Xiang Ailan was angry, pointed at Wang Fan and scolded with a smile.

Wang Fan pursed his lips and said boringly: "Uncle Xiang, you really have no humor!" I agreed. I'll bring the song with me tomorrow, but I have a small request. ”

"What? Did you get the song done so quickly? Could it be that you already knew about this? Xiang Alan asked in surprise.

"How so? It's just that it was written before, and now it can be used, and you really write songs as easy as drinking water, right? Wang Fan denied it with a weak heart.

If you don't say that, can you tell him that I don't have anything else in my head, but there are many classic songs?

"Yes! So I'll call them now? Also, what are the little requests you are talking about? Speak up and listen, and I'll make it clear to them as well. Xiang Ailan nodded, agreeing with Wang Fan's statement.

"My request is that the song I wrote can't include Wu Jie." Wang Fan said as a matter of course. He is not a generous person, since he doesn't like Wu Jie, if he has the opportunity, he will be trampled to the end.

"Wu Jie? What's wrong? Did he mess with you? Xiang Ailan asked curiously. In his impression, Wu Jie should be a very easy person to get along with, why would Wang Fan target him in particular?

knew that Uncle Xiang would be deceived by his hypocritical appearance. So, Wang Fan told Xiang Ailan all the conversations he overheard 1510.

After listening to Wang Fan's statement, Xiang Ailan calmly didn't say anything, just nodded, and said softly: "I'll call them and say that you agreed, and by the way, put forward your request, as for whether they agree or not, it's not up to me to decide." ”

didn't want to, but Wang Fan didn't give in, and said directly: "Uncle Xiang, you just tell them directly, if there is Wu Jie's participation in this song, then I won't agree." ”

"Are you sure?" Confirm to Ailan.

Wang Fan nodded heavily.

Seeing that Wang Fan was so resolute, it was difficult to say anything to Ailan. After all, as a songwriter, you have the power to choose who you want to work with. Of course, the premise is that your work is hard enough.

Xiang Ailan got up and went to call the program team, leaving Wang Fan to sit on the bed alone.

How could Wang Fan not know that this time was actually a good opportunity? It's just that, as a born-again, he has his pride. Those classic songs in previous lives are not sung by those who have bad intentions.

At the very least, in his hands, he would not allow such a thing to happen. Maybe he will miss this opportunity because of his persistence. But Wang Fan firmly believes that as long as he is willing to work hard, after this village, there will be a shop in front of him, waiting for him.