A few minutes passed.

After Wang Xie finished writing the tune, he took it out and put it next to him.

Because the table top had not yet been cleaned up, when the paper recording the song was placed on the table, it even accidentally rubbed against the plate next to it and stained it with a few drops of oil.

Seeing this situation, Wan Feng hurriedly snatched it from the tabletop, frowned and looked at the oil and electricity on it for a while, and then looked at it carefully as if he was holding a baby.

And Wang Xie continued to write hard.

The lyrics were written relatively quickly, and only two minutes later, Wang Xie stopped writing and let out a sigh.

At this time, without waiting for Wang Xie to react, He Chen just waved his big hand, snatched the paper that recorded the lyrics, and slowly looked at it.

The lyrics are not long, but He Chen watched them for 10 minutes.

Then He Chen slowly raised his head and looked at Wang Xie with an incredulous expression: "That's how you usually write songs?" ”

"Inventory, inventory, it's all ordinary inventory." Looking at He Chen's scary expression, Wang Xie explained shyly.

"Guess I believe it or not." He Chen's heart was mixed, of course he knew what it was like for ordinary musicians to have stock and not stock, Wang Xie's thinking expression just now was naturally a manifestation of no stock, at least this song was not stock.

However, I am afraid that He Chen could not have imagined that the "inventory" that Wang Xie said was a hundred million points different from the "inventory" he understood.

Wan Feng next to him also finished reading the lyrics in He Chen's hand, and couldn't help but look at Wang Xie and sighed: "Demon, no wonder people say that you are a [Immortal], you are indeed not a human being." ”

He Chen heard Wan Feng's emotion, and when he heard him say [Immortal], he couldn't help but be shocked, as if he remembered something, so he directly picked up his mobile phone and operated.

Then, Wang Xie's mobile phone rang "dripping", Wang Xie subconsciously looked at He Chen, and He Chen motioned to Wang Xie to look at the mobile phone.

Wang Xie picked up his mobile phone to unlock it, and found that his VV had a red dot of new news, and when he opened it, it turned out that He Chen had pulled him into a group chat.

The name of the group is [Musician Family (6)].

And the prompt just now was He Chen speaking in the group.

Light of the Stars: @所有人, the newcomers are here, welcome the newcomers.

Subsequently, people in the group also replied one after another.

William Hanks: ?

Ziwei Ziwei: ?

Shinichiro Ikebe: ?

Old Monster Han: ?

Wang Xie took a look at it and was immediately happy, this formation was quite neat.

Seeing that Wang Xie was happy, He Chen remembered what he had missed, so he patted his head and hurriedly said in the group again.

Light of the Stars: @王榭榭榭, little brother Wang Xie, everyone should know that I will pull him in when we have dinner today.

And with He Chen's explanation, the group suddenly became lively.

Han Laowei: Welcome big guy, group status -1.

Ziwei Ziwei: Welcome to Little Brother Wang Xie and communicate more in the future.

Shinichiro Ikebe: @王榭榭榭, welcome, but do you think the songs in the cherry blossom language are good, or the songs in the beautiful language are good?

William Hanks: @王榭榭榭. Welcome, isn't it better to say beautiful words, you can rest assured and boldly.

Light of the Stars: @韩老怪, Han Lao, your group of status-1 is really...

Starlight: @威廉 Hanks, @池边晋一郎, you two are the same, don't scare the newcomers.

He Chen replied several times in the group, and then raised his head to say something to Wang Xie.

At this time, Xie Huanhuan, who was lying on Wang Xie's shoulder and curiously looking at the news in the group, exclaimed: "When I think about it, I think these names are quite familiar, these are [Word Father]." ”

And He Chen also nodded: "The group has said many times, saying that whoever touches you will pull you in, if it wasn't for Brother Wanfeng mentioning the title of [Immortal] just now, I would have almost forgotten about it." ”

Wan Feng also came over very curiously at this time: "Let me also see what the legendary [Word Father] group leader is like." ”

However, after a few glances on He Chen's mobile phone, Wan Feng immediately shook his head in disgust: "Who came up with your group of names, so rustic, and [musician family], I haven't seen you pull other musicians into this big family." ”

He Chen was not angry, but looked at Wan Feng meaningfully and said: "Brother Wan is right, I will talk to Old Man Han when I go back in a while, and just say that you dislike his name is too earthy." ”

"Old Man Han?" Wan Feng suddenly gasped. The old man Han in He Chen's mouth must be that one.

Although Wan Feng is in his 60s, he is still a younger brother in front of Old Man Han: "Don't don't, I'm just joking." ”

And at this time, Wang Xie, who had just entered the group, also realized that what he was pulled into was the VV group where the legendary [word fathers] communicated.

So Wang Xie also hurriedly lowered his head and pressed it up.

Wang Xie Xie Xue, : I have seen all the seniors, and please give me a lot of advice in the future.

After posting, Wang Xie raised his head and asked He Chen: "I have only posted a few songs now, am I qualified to join this group?" ”

He Chen looked at Wang Xie with a disgusted expression: "Don't you get cheap and sell well, do you have any of your own hearts?" If you don't think you're qualified, you quit yourself. ”

Wang Xie: "......"

It is impossible to retreat, and the entertainment industry is not particularly easy to mix, or hugging the thighs of the bigwigs in the group to maintain such a life.

So Wang Xie chatted with everyone during the banquet, and at the same time pressed his mobile phone to communicate with the seniors in the group.

But his not very polite behavior, everyone said they understood.

Soon, it was already dark outside, and the time came to 7 o'clock.

Several people have also talked about it, so as soon as they are summed up, everyone plans to go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

At the door of the Xie family banquet, He Chen said goodbye, and left by himself very chicly.

And Wan Feng looked a little anxious: "Okay, I'll ask our old buddies to go to the recording studio first, I don't know if they can still hold the guitar now." ”

Then he hurried away.

watched the two of them get into the car separately and slowly walked away.

Wang Xie Cai also stretched his waist and said to Xie Huanhuan next to him: "Okay, I should leave too, you should also go home and rest, it's been a busy day." ”

After speaking, Wang Xie, who was about to wander home, found that Xie Huanhuan seemed to be a little speechless.

Wang Xie was a little curious, so he asked, "What's the matter, is there anything else?" ”

"No, nothing." Xie Huanhuan replied timidly.

Wang Xie looked at the girl who had everything written on her face, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, is there anything I can't see?" Just say anything. ”

Xie Huanhuan hesitated for a while, and then Ai Ai spoke: "My grandfather came in the afternoon, and after knowing that you were here, he said that he wanted to see you." ”

Then it seemed that he was afraid that Wang Xie would think too much, Xie Huanhuan hurriedly added: "But if you have something, you can leave first, and I will explain it to grandpa." ”

Wang Xie looked at the girl in front of him who was at a loss, and was silent for a while before he smiled calmly: "Since his old man is here, it would be too rude not to see him." ”

Xie Huanhuan looked at Wang Xie with some suspicion: "Really? ”

Wang Xie's face did not show any panic, but a calm face.

"Lead the way."

------Off topic------

After reading the comments, some book friends feel that the protagonist is a bit hypocritical, and I apologize here, but the protagonist I created may be such a person, a little tangled and a little naïve. In addition, by now, the harem is full, and the next thing is how he married home one by one with the approval of the heroine.

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