The two rich women "despise" Chu River together.

Chu He interjected and smiled: "No kidding, if you want Chu Xiaohe's autograph, I can help you get it." ”

"You can pull it down, just fifty copies, how capable you are." Su Muyan pouted, but he didn't listen to Chu He's bragging.

Liu Zhiqing just laughed and didn't say much.

Then she dragged Su Muyan to take a bath: "Okay, okay, let it be." Yanyan, this is the last time you'll stay up all night, and I'll clean you up next time! ”

Su Muyan was caught in the bathroom and took a bath obediently, but she fell asleep while washing, and Liu Zhiqing had to help her wash it herself.

Chu He went to make breakfast, and when he came out, Liu Zhiqing was walking upstairs with Su Muyan in her arms, with a wry smile on her face.

Su Muyan, a second force, died of sleep as soon as he slept, he was too sleepy.

Liu Zhiqing is a girl, and she is very tired of carrying her upstairs.

Chu He hurriedly went to help, and threw Su Muyan into her bedroom, so that she could sleep enough.

Now, the two of them were alone in the villa, and they were embarrassed.

Chu He was embarrassed by such a cheeky face, mainly because the atmosphere was too stiff, and the two of them were uncomfortable eating breakfast.

Chu He had to find a topic: "President Liu, you have been researching Internet songs recently, how are you doing?" ”

"Eh, it's hard, in fact, I've already written a song and posted it on the Internet. There are too many new songs every day, and if they are not particularly brilliant, they will not be popular. ”

Liu Zhiqing finally stopped being embarrassed and took the initiative to talk about her situation, "The song "Kinoshita Wind" back then was loved by niche fans because it was close to the ancient style. But ancient songs are very difficult to write, and I can't write them. ”

That's right.

In any industry, only the top people can become famous, and online singers are no exception, Liu Zhiqing obviously had a difficult start.

Now that the Internet is developed, many software can publish their own original songs, but it is difficult to become popular.

Those who can become popular are basically praised by artist companies, and there are special people who compose, write songs, and even publicize.

Liu Zhiqing sings single-handedly, and she is not a genius, so it is strange if she does not sink into the sea.

"You can sing to me what you wrote, and I will give you some advice?" Chu River proposed.

As a systematic man, Chu He is a little expert in all-round development, and he has not let go of his singing skills. In fact, his favorite skills, such as erhu, pipa, cooking, singing and painting, etc., can be bought as soon as they can be purchased.

Not to mention Liu Zhiqing and Su Muyan, they bought "Poetry and the Sea I" and gave thousands of pleasure points at one time.

"Don't sing." Liu Zhiqing's expression was unnatural, and she began to be awkward again.

She respected Chu He, but she couldn't let go, and she sang to him by herself, which was ashamed.

Chu He didn't force it, and continued to suggest: "You can be a cover singer first." I see that many online singers start with covers, and when they have a certain popularity, they will be signed by artist companies. Although you are not short of money, you can't go to an artist company alone to support you, right? It's troublesome. ”

Chu He's suggestion is very pertinent, everything comes step by step, anyway, Liu Zhiqing doesn't want money, it's just a hobby.

"I'm also thinking about this, but I see that many cover singers on the Internet sing very well, and the competition is so fierce." Liu Zhiqing is not sure if she can be popular.

"Why don't you sing me a song? No need to sing your own. ”

"Don't." Liu Zhiqing refused again, and wanted to perform in front of Chu He, and she performed alone, which felt more shameful than Luo Ben.

Chu He smiled bitterly, he was also helpless.

Liu Zhiqing is obviously a generous president, but she is always tied up with herself, as if she is bound by tortoiseshell.

It's uncomfortable!

At this time, Liu Zhiqing also finished eating, and went back to the room directly, not wanting to face Chu He.

Chu He made a phone call to Liu Qiang.

Liu Qiang hadn't slept yet, and his voice was hoarse.

"Mr. Chu, what's the matter?"

"Sign the book, prepare three more copies, I'll give them to a friend." Chu He made a small request.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to you tomorrow, a total of fifty-three collector's editions, not a single one." Liu Qiang agreed.

"Don't be in such a hurry, you better rest first." Chu He was a little worried that Liu Qiang was exhausted.

"It's okay, I'll sleep later, and I'll sleep until tomorrow." Liu Qiang laughed, full of energy.

He's drinking coffee desperately, his eyes still on the computer, and he's surrounded by colleagues who are in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Qiang refused to call it a day and wanted to stay up for a while.

"Lao Liu, pack your things, I'll send you home." At this time, Mr. Ye came over and urged Liu Qiang.

Liu Qiang was confused: "What's wrong?" ”

"The president is coming, she wants you to get out, it's annoying to see you, hurry up!" Mr. Ye whispered, his eyes peeking at the door.

Liu Qiang looked over and saw Yuan Huaying, who had a black face, inspecting the editorial office at the door.

"This ......"

"Don't do this, pack your things!" Mr. Ye pulled Liu Qiang up.

Liu Qiang packed up his things bitterly, shrugged his head and left.

Yuan Huaying deliberately gave way out and did not say a word.

Liu Qiang didn't dare to say anything, and followed Mr. Ye down.

Yuan Huaying snorted and went in to take over Liu Qiang's work, seeing that his colleagues were confused.

On the seaside of Longding Bay, the weather is very good today, with blue sky and white clouds, and the sun is docile.

The Chu River was lying on the beach, with a pipa next to it.

He logged on to Weibo with his mobile phone and found "Little Sister".

This is Shao Yaoyao.

At the beginning, some readers asked Chu He to see Sister Yao, but Chu He didn't go.

He now found Miss Xiao Xiao and sent a private message to the past: "Sister Xiao Yao, thank you for your support, please give me the address, and I will give you an extra signed book." ”

"Oh my God!" Almost in the next second, Sister Yao Xiao responded, and she happened to be scrolling Weibo.

She couldn't believe it yet, because the idol Chu Xiaohe took the initiative to send her a private message.

"Really? Chu Dada, thank you so much! Shao Yaoyao jumped up and jumped on the bed, but was pulled by the sheet, and one leg fell under the bed, and he actually assumed a posture of riding a horse.

Fortunately, the mattress was soft, otherwise she would have hurt her yin again.

"Chu Dada, my address is the Imperial Capital Minghao Beyuan......"

She excitedly said the address.

"+1000 pleasure from Shao Yaoyao."

"+800 pleasure from Shao Yaoyao."

"Pleasure from Shao Yaoyao +500."

Chu He smiled, this rich woman is really comfortable, she is very stupid and naïve, and she likes it.

"Okay, thank you for your continued support. Your "Cliff" is also great, I love it. Chu He praised without hesitation.

In public and private terms, Shao Yaoyao is worthy of his own gratitude, and it will hurt the hearts of fans if he doesn't thank him.

Shao Yaoyao continued to provide pleasure points, and then dared to ask: "Chu Dada, can I ask how old you are?" ”

Shao Yaoyao was still riding on the edge of the bed, her legs clenched involuntarily, looking a little nervous.

I don't know if it will offend Chu Dada?

"Twenty-six." Chu He responded.

Shao Yaoyao screamed exaggeratedly, her face rolled on the pillow, and the girl's heart exploded.

At the door, Aunt Liu pushed open the door in a panic: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, you're out." Shao Yao drove people away, sat up cross-legged, and his hair was scattered and silly.

"I'm afraid you're a member of the Demon Cult." Aunt Liu muttered and finally left.

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