Zhou Youran talked almost all the complaints to his Aunt Hongxue on the phone.

However, after figuring out the ins and outs, Zhou Hongxue couldn't laugh or cry.

"Tell me about you, it's not you, what are you wronged here?"

"But they deliberately smeared grandpa!" Zhou Youran didn't do it and argued.

"Cut, your grandfather deserves it!" Zhou Hongxue didn't bother to count them, but asked another detail, "You just said that your colleague got the video?" ”

"Auntie! ~~" Zhou Youran snorted coquettishly, obviously disagreeing with the guilt in her aunt's mouth, but after listening to the later questions, she still nodded and said in a low voice, "I asked too much, the video of the scene and the video shot by the audience have been copied." ”

"Okay, then you quickly sort out the video and send it to me in a while."

Zhou Hongxue urged.

There is no basis for her words, and she also wants to quickly watch the video of the scene, so as to confirm the truth.

And most importantly, through this incident, it seems that it can be seen that the old man seems to be a little different.

Things are so wrong these days.

Let's not talk about where the old man got the money, he was able to pay off He Mingjun's debts, and then he actually wrote a few more songs.

As a result, now I heard Ran Ran talk about his performance on the show, which was organized and reasonable, which was simply beyond Zhou Hongxue's expectations.

After chatting a few more words, Zhou Hongxue hung up the phone, sat in front of the computer, was stunned for a while, pressed the phone on the table, and commanded the other end: "Yuhong, you put the near future..."

After the order, Zhou Hongxue pondered, picked up the mobile phone again, edited a message, and sent her email number to the old man.

"Oh, I want to see, old man, what the hell are you going to do......"

...

After contacting his daughter in the morning, Zhou Qinghui received another call from the court and confirmed the time and place with him again.

The little girl is very responsible, and Zhou Qinghui thanked her again and again.

If it weren't for the court's people calling again, Zhou Qinghui would probably have forgotten this important matter.

After eating at noon, Zhang Weiyang of Kumi drove Zhou Qinghui to the gate of the Tianyun District Court.

Politely refused Xiao Zhang, who wanted to accompany him in, Zhou Qinghui went through the security check at the door alone, and found the third mediation room according to the address on the text message.

Things are a little more complicated than Zhou Qinghui imagined.

More than a dozen plaintiffs sued Zhou Qinghui, all over the country, and finally decided that the court of Tianyun District, Yanjing City, integrated all the files and accepted the case in a unified manner.

I have to say that Zhang Yueyun's little girl in the court had a very good attitude towards Zhou Qinghui, and when she saw him coming alone, she gave him a lot of suggestions.

For example, at the very least, you should find a professional lawyer.

Well, Zhou Qinghui said that there is no need to remind him at all!

If he hadn't almost forgotten about it this time, he would have gone to a lawyer a long time ago.

But, then again, where do you look for it?

Zhou Qinghui doesn't know who Zhang Yueyun's fan is, anyway, he is extremely intimate, of course, it can also be called conscientious.

Whether it is within the duty or outside the duty, it helps Zhou Qinghui to sort it out clearly.

An hour and a half later, Zhou Qinghui left the Tianyun Court with a stack of documents, and as soon as he went out, he saw Zhang Weiyang waiting at the door.

"Yo, I'm sorry for your hard work, Xiao Zhang, and I'm sorry to trouble you to wait here."

"You're welcome, Mr. Zhou, here."

Zhang Weiyang smiled kindly, and took Zhou Qinghui to the side of the alley and walked a few steps - the parking lot of Tianyun Court is not open to the public, and if you want to park, you can only find a place nearby.

"Teacher Zhou, I heard Teacher Lin say, do you have other new songs here?"

chatting, Zhang Weiyang was not embarrassed to ask about the court, but asked about work.

This is indeed the news I just learned when I contacted the recording studio.

"Pretty much." Zhou Qinghui nodded, but did not continue the topic, but raised the materials in his hand and said, "But those songs are not in a hurry to record, I have to prepare this material first in the next few days." ”

"Those?"

Zhang Weiyang was stunned when he heard it, it was really not the first time he had contact with a singer, but none of them used "those" as a measure word unit when chatting with new songs.

But soon, he noticed the second half of Zhou Qinghui's sentence.

"Uh, Mr. Zhou, I don't know what materials you want to prepare, is there anything I can help with?"

"Well, not for the time being, thank you Xiao Zhang, if necessary, I will contact you."

Zhou Qinghui groaned, but still shook his head.

It's a bit complicated, and he'll have to go back and figure out his thoughts first.

There were basically no major events in the studio, and the rest was just a few minor adjustments, and after an afternoon, it was basically all done.

Zhang Weiyang was the east, Zhou Qinghui, Fenghua Band, Lin Guofan and Manager Zhang of the recording studio, a group of people came to a celebration banquet.

Lin Guofan was very impressed by the speed at which Zhou Qinghui recorded the songs: "Teacher Zhou, your singing skills are really incomparable, three songs in three days, this speed, cow!" ”

Lin Guofan is not talking nonsense, some singers even need to spend a month or even months recording a song.

Of course, this is not to say that there is something wrong with the singer's singing skills or anything.

Zhou Qinghui was able to complete the recording so quickly, and the quality was up to standard, mainly because he was too familiar with these songs.

Generally speaking, the songs recorded by singers are basically new songs, and they have not been sung many times, and for some rhythms and pitches, they need to make subtle adjustments in the recording studio.

But Zhou Qinghui doesn't need it!

In his previous life, although he rarely sang these songs, he was also a singer, so he had practiced them specially!

However, at this time, in the face of Lin Guofan's praise, Zhou Qinghui still smiled and waved his hand, and said modestly: "Where, thanks to the support of your gang, I can't finish the accompaniment alone." ”

"Hey, look at what you said, we're also stained!"

Lao Liu of the Fenghua Band smiled, he helped record the accompaniment in the past few days, and he didn't record it in vain, and he got on the line with Zhou Qinghui, which is a good thing.

Lao Liu is not young, and he does not have the temperament of a young man, through the contact in the past few days, he can see that Zhou Qinghui has real skills.