The speed at which girls connect with each other is the fastest!

When Chen Ming was still explaining to Zhou Yi why he hadn't come to Guofeng Hall during this time, Song Meng had already established a deep friendship with Guan Zi, a little girl.

After some explanation, Zhou Yi did not sneer at Chen Ming again.

The death of the old director of the orphanage was definitely a huge blow to Chen Ming.

Thinking about it carefully, if it was the death of the old man Cai Yiqing, Zhou Ye might have reacted even more than Chen Ming.

Chen Ming and Zhou Yi sat by the window, looking at the sky outside.

After a while, it began to snow in Cloud City.

"Before you know it, you've become an actor."

Zhou Yi was very emotional, he was willing to make friends with Chen Ming at first, just because he took a fancy to Chen Ming's musical talent.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ming's filming talent was even better.

Twenty-six-year-old actor!

When Zhou Yi saw this news, he couldn't believe his eyes.

When he met Chen Ming, Chen Ming was twenty-four years old, and two years have passed, and Chen Ming has grown into one of the pillars of the entertainment industry.

Hearing this, Chen Ming was also a little embarrassed.

"Maybe it's luck."

Chen Ming is used to using good luck to explain these things, and his luck is relatively good compared to many people.

Zhou can also be noncommittal.

Luck is the humility of a strong man, he can use this as a reason, but you can't believe this reason.

After a while, Zhou Ye looked at Guan Zi not far away and asked, "This time I came to Guofeng Hall, didn't I want to throw this little girl to me?" ”

Chen Ming glanced at him: "You want to be beautiful!" Ah Zi's singing talent is not good, she is only suitable for painting. ”

"What do you mean by that? Follow me to learn to sing, are you still wronged by her? ”

Zhou Yi was not convinced, and returned Chen Ming with a roll of his eyes by the way.

After a pause, Chen Ming continued: "Come today, bring her to meet you, after all, it is the granddaughter of Old Man Cai, and you, as an apprentice, must get to know her." ”

"In addition, I plan to make a big wave around the New Year!"

In an instant, Zhou Ye became excited.

During this time, he managed these artists in the national wind hall, and they didn't have time to write songs and make songs.

Right now, Chen Ming's words suddenly aroused his enthusiasm.

"How?"

Zhou Yike's eyes flashed, like a wolf seeing a sheep.

Not far away, Guan Zi inadvertently glanced over here, and couldn't help but tremble when he saw Zhou Yike's expression.

This big brother's eyes are so scary!

"Three ancient songs!"

"Originally, I also prepared two songs for Brother Tong and Sister Keke, but these two are not there, so forget it, three songs are enough."

"I, you and Song Meng each have a song!"

Chen Ming's tone was very serious.

The next second, Chen Ming began to complain: "I said that you don't know how to use your brains at all, Guofeng Tang was founded by me, and there is so much popularity about me on the Internet, you just rub one!" ”

"If you rub a heat, the reputation of Guofeng Hall will be much higher than now!"

Zhou Yeke's eyes were a little wandering.

Where could he have thought of this!

During this time, he spent most of his time managing other artists in Guofengtang, and the rest of the time he was in love with Song Meng, the two were still in love, they were both love brains, and they couldn't think about other things.

Chen Ming hates that iron does not become steel!

As long as those self-media platforms smell a little wind, they will rush up, for fear that they will fall behind others.

On the other hand, Zhou Ye has no awareness of rubbing the heat at all.

If it goes on like this, how can Chen Ming rest assured that the huge Guofeng Hall will be in the hands of Zhou Yike!

At this moment, Zhou Yi made a straight face: "Are you the boss, or am I the boss?" ”

Chen Ming stopped speaking for an instant.

"In the days when you weren't there, I was a father and a mother for these new artists, and you didn't even have a phone call, and you were still here to teach me a lesson!"

"Chen Ming, I'm very disappointed in you."

........

If that's what you say, then Chen Ming...... Just change the subject.

Chen Ming turned the topic back to the song: "I will spend about a week writing three ancient style songs, and then I will come to the National Wind Hall to find you." ”

Zhou Yi knew that Chen Ming was changing the topic, so he didn't dwell on it, but advised: "It must be a powerful ancient style song, otherwise I'm sorry for your identity." ”

"Who am I?"

"Music Director."

I have to say that Zhou Yi can always cleverly block Chen Ming's mouth.

Suddenly, Chen Ming thought of something.

He's back in Cloud City, and it's time to go back to the branch to take a look.

After all, he is still the music director of the branch, and he can't keep his burden on his shoulders and not do his job, so if this continues, the headquarters should have an opinion.

"Okay, I know, this ancient song will definitely not disappoint you."

Chen Ming replied helplessly.

Zhou Yi nodded with satisfaction. The two chatted for a while, and Chen Ming called Guan Zi over and let Zhou Yi and Guan Zi get acquainted again.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Ming was about to get up and leave.

Seeing this, Zhou Ye hurriedly stood up: "This is leaving?" ”

Chen Ming's eyes were a little surprised: "Are you reluctant to let me go?" ”

We're all old friends.

Zhou Yi definitely wanted to talk to Chen Ming for a while.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi directly stretched out his right hand: "Give money!" ”

What money to give?

Chen Ming was stunned.

For some reason, Chen Ming always felt that he had seen this scene in front of him somewhere.

Memories kept flashing in his mind, and Chen Ming remembered that once when he left Guofeng Hall, Zhou Yi also smiled, and then stretched out his hand: "Give money." ”

"I signed some new artists again, I have no money in my hand, I don't believe you ask Mengmeng, the poor are about to be unable to open the pot! Those artists still owe their signing fees. ”

"Although our studio is not big, it is always bad to owe people wages."

Song Meng also nodded in agreement.

The landlord's family had no surplus food and was in urgent need of supplies.

Hearing this, Chen Ming asked with a strange face: "Same as last time, swipe the card?" ”

"Just transfer money, I'll transfer money to them online at that time, anyway, I don't withdraw cash, just don't deduct my handling fee."

.......

It's you!

Comrade Zhou!

The moment he walked out of the door of the studio, Zhou Yi pulled Song Meng and waved goodbye.

This time

Chen Ming directly transferred 20 million to Zhou Yi.

The extra money will be saved by Zhou Yike, and when he signs a new artist, he doesn't need to ask him for money again.

A trip to the National Wind Hall is 20 million less.

Chen Ming sighed.

It's a lot of money to keep a studio!

Chen Ming took Guan Zi back to Su's house, Guan Zi continued to watch the master's paintings online, while Su Rou wanted to prepare some basic courses to help Guan Zi learn basic painting skills.

Chen Ming opened his notebook.

Antique folder,

Chen Ming began to select three suitable ancient style songs.

The sun sets and the moon rises.

Chen Ming rubbed his sour eyes and stretched.

At this moment,

The cell phone on the table rang.

Chen Ming glanced at the caller ID and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It's him!

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