In the next few days, Wang Xie was troubled. There are all kinds of media chasing and intercepting him, wanting to know the specific situation about 300 million 2 songs, and by the way, I want to know what he thinks.

Of course, there are also some media who want to ask him why he didn't donate, although this matter is not big, but it also alarmed Shao Shengnan.

Shao Shengnan even euphemistically said that if Wang Xie didn't want to donate, then the company could donate in his name.

Wang Xie also bluntly told Shao Shengnan to leave this matter alone. Laughing to death, his Wang Xie's donation can scare a large number of people to death when he says it.

But fortunately, moral kidnapping is not popular in the stars, so these bad media did not cause any splashes.

And not only that, even the VV group of the father of words is active again, and the old buddies are constant

"Complimented" Wang Xie, saying that he had given the lyricists a good start, and they would dare to let go of their hands and feet in the future.

Wang Xie could only express speechlessness. So for the next few days, he simply retreated to his home and did not go to work.

It wasn't until several days had passed, and the time had already crossed into late August, that the matter had stopped.

After Wang Xie was sure that he was really fine, he finally stepped into Starlight Entertainment again. Looking at the familiar office space, Wang Xie sighed, and then lay down on the boss's chair in a big way, he was suffocated in the past few days.

But just after Wang Xie stopped for a while, his phone rang again. After he took it easily, a voice came from the front desk on the phone: "Teacher Wang Xie, someone came to visit you and said that he had made an appointment with you." ”

"No, no one lately." Wang Xie opened his mouth irritably, and then wanted to hang up the phone, but at this time, he thought that the front desk had said that the other party had made an appointment, so he picked up the phone again and said, "Wait, who is coming?" The front desk on the other side of the phone also replied as soon as possible: "It's Mr. Song Mingquan, and he also brought a few teachers to come over." When Wang Xie heard Song Mingquan's name, he changed his mind: "Eh, I know, please ask Mr. Song to come up, just say that I am waiting for the teachers to come in the office." After finishing speaking, Wang Xie really hung up the phone, but he was still a little puzzled, Song Mingquan still brought someone here, could it be his students?

However, this thought simply flashed through Wang Xie's mind, and then Wang Xie left it behind.

Wang Xie, who was quiet, shouted towards the door: "Sun Fei, there will be a few teachers in a while, you are ready to make tea, just use my tea leaves." Sun Fei, who was outside the door, immediately responded: "Brother Xie, I know." ”…… Song Mingquan came quickly.

In less than 5 minutes, Song Mingquan took a total of four people, two men and two women, to the 29th floor of Wang Xie. Wang Xie was very sure at the first glance that Song Mingquan was definitely not taking students, because these four people looked not young, basically about 60 years old.

However, this is not the time to think about it, Wang Xie directly got up and welcomed: "Welcome all teachers, sorry for not going down to pick you up in person." Wang Xie's good attitude has nothing to do with Song Mingquan's status as a royal-level folk music master, but simply respects the old and loves the young.

Song Mingquan didn't take the fight, but said with a smile: "We took the liberty to disturb, it should be that we said we were embarrassed." A few more polite words before they sat down in the reception area of the hall, and Sun Fei also served tea to the elders present.

Song Mingquan also took a sip of tea before opening the conversation with a smile: "By the way, I forgot to introduce you, these are all my friends, and they also came with me to meet you, a young talent." Regarding Song Mingquan's praise, Wang Xie could only smile silently.

Song Mingquan didn't care, he pointed to the short, round-faced lady and said, "This is Wu Caiyun, a royal-level flowery soprano, known as 'Earth Star Nightingale', I guess you have also heard of it." Wang Xie hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Wu, it's a pleasure to meet you." Wu Caiyun looked at Wang Xie with a smile, and said with a smile while shaking hands: "The young man is really handsome." Song Mingquan pointed to another ordinary-looking aunt: "This is Gong Qin, a royal-level folk singer, who often appears at royal events." Wang Xie naturally continued to stretch out his hand: "Teacher Gong, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you." Gong Qin nodded with a smile, looking at Wang Xie's eyes full of kindness.

Song Mingquan pointed to the bald man next to him: "This is Battle, and he is also a royal-level folk singer, by the way, he is a Tatar, so he is better at Tatar folk songs, and his Humai is a must." Battle kept smiling all the time, and the whole person looked a little happy, and even naughtily stretched out his hand to Wang Xie first: "Teacher Wang Xie, hello, I am also very happy to meet you." Wang Xie's words were robbed, so he helplessly stretched out his hand: "Don't call me teacher, I'm still young." Battle continued to smile and said, "Han Boqi can tell me that you and they are brothers, so you don't have to be polite to us. Wang Xie has discovered that this singer is really interesting, and the meaning of a certain name on the earth is

The singers of "Blue Sky" are somewhat similar. Song Mingquan knew Battle's character, so he also smiled to help Wang Xie relieve the siege.

He pointed to a square-faced man next to him, and then continued to introduce: "This is Han Sanshi, a royal-level singer, who is good at civil communication and has a strong and powerful voice, but he is known as the voice of the emperor." Wang Xie also immediately stretched out his hand: "I often see Mr. Han on TV, this is the first time I have seen a real person." Han Sanshi said relatively little, and only said it simply

"Hello" and stopped talking. After Song Mingquan introduced everyone, Wang Xie was even more puzzled, he didn't know what Song Mingquan had come to him, let alone what he was doing when he introduced so many royal-level singers, and what the purpose of these elders was.

However, Song Mingquan did not explain, as if he was simply introducing the characters. Immediately afterwards, Song Mingquan actually talked about other things: "By the way, when I listened to "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", I always felt that something was wrong, the tune of "Men should be Self-Improvement" seemed to be adapted from folk music, right?!" Wang Xie was completely confused by Song Mingquan's actions, so he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and replied honestly: "Yes, it is indeed an adaptation of folk music." Song Mingquan seemed to be interested, and then asked curiously: "Do you still know folk music?" Do you know how to play it yourself? I don't seem to have heard the folk music of that song, did you write it yourself? What is your name? Looking at the series of questions from the old man opposite, Wang Xie didn't know which one to answer, he thought about it before he spoke.

"Understand a little bit."

"Only a few traditional Dahua instruments will be played."

"I created it myself."

"The name of this folk music is "General Order"!"