"Okay, okay, what are you going to eat?"

She became excited, laughed and clapped her hands.

"It's okay, I'm not a picky eater, as long as I can eat enough."

"Good!" She nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Brother Zifan, you wait for me." ”

Before she could finish speaking, she turned and ran back to their department's office.

A few minutes later, she moved a large cardboard box and returned to him panting.

"Brother Zifan, these are some of the specialties I brought you, please accept them."

As she spoke, she opened the box.

There are Pu'er tea, Zidi potato chips, chicken feet from No. 2 Middle School, chicken fir oil, etc., in short, some specialties.

This shot is really generous, not to mention anything else, just say that this ancient tree tea, at least it has to be a few small and one pounds, and the yield is very low.

"Don't refuse me, this tea and chicken fir oil are made by my mother, you must try it."

This time, he didn't refuse.

If you refuse, it will hurt people's hearts.

"Thank you, I've taken these things."

Hearing this, she nodded happily.

I moved my things back to the office and went downstairs to a restaurant near the office.

Although she asked Zhang Zifan to order, he didn't order much.

While eating, she received a phone call.

"Brother Zifan, I'll answer the phone, you wait for me for a while."

After saying that, she got up and walked outside, without answering him in front of him.

After coming back, her expression was very solemn, and even when she ate the food, she was a little dispossessed.

This is very different from her before she didn't answer the phone, and she is completely like two people.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zifan asked.

"It's nothing, let's eat." She carefully pinched a piece of greens and put it in her mouth.

This is not right, she must be in trouble, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang again.

This time, he saw clearly that the caller was his father.

The expression on her face became more solemn.

Pick up your phone and get ready to get up.

"It's okay, just pick it up here."

Zhang Zifan opened his mouth to stop and said.

She nodded slightly with a hint of embarrassment.

"Hey, Dad."

"Xiao Qi, the hospital said that you have to pay 300,000 yuan."

"I see, I'll fix it as soon as possible."

Soon, the phone hung up.

Zhang Zifan naturally didn't hear what Zhang Zifan said on the other end of the phone, all he heard was what Xiao Qi said.

"Is something wrong?" He asked again.

Wang Xiaoqi didn't answer him, just ate the dishes quietly.

In that case, then don't ask more.

After eating, the two walked back to the company, because it was not far from the company, and it was only a few dozen meters away.

When he was about to go downstairs, Zhang Zifan opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Qi, I have a song in my hand, do you want to try it?" ”

When she heard this, her eyes reddened.

Although she has received a lot of work now, she is not paid much.

And the family is in urgent need of money, which is tantamount to a charcoal in the snow for her.

"Yes, I can do as long as you want."

She thought about it, as long as Zhang Zifan let her sing his new song, she could not have any share.

As long as she maintains a certain degree of popularity, she can take on more commercial performances or something to make money.

"Okay, then this matter is settled, I'll go back and talk to our team leader in a while."

At the moment, she didn't know what to say.

It all came so suddenly.

Back in the office, Zhang Zifan did not take a lunch break, but began to busily produce the sample film of "Yu Since".

After eating, Wei Rongze saw that he was busy, so he asked, "Yo, young man, what are you doing?" ”

"Write songs."

"Tsk, I didn't see you doing anything in the morning, why did you still write songs during your break?"

"You don't understand, inspiration comes when it comes, and then it disappears, so I have to write it quickly."

Wei Rongze didn't continue to bother.

He knew it was rude to interrupt someone else at work.

Moreover, the songs written by Zhang Zifan recently are of high quality.

He didn't want to mess up the songs he had written because of himself.

An hour later, he finally finished writing the dailies.

Copy it to a USB drive.

"Oh yes!" Excited screamed.

The colleagues around him all looked at him.

"Brother Fan, you're not going to write a new song again, are you?" Someone asked in surprise.

Zhang Zifan smiled proudly.

"Don't be surprised, I'm just writing a new song!"

"Oh......."

Screams echoed through the office.

Wei Rongze on the side was also dumbfounded.

Terrifying!

The speed of this song is simply not too fast.

The donkeys of the production team didn't dare to fight like this.

Then again, doesn't he Zhang Zifan look like he has nothing to do in the office every day?

"I'm sour, if I can be half as powerful as Brother Fan, I will be content."

In the face of discussion, Zhang Zifan waved his hand.

"Low-key and low-key, normal operation, one day you will too."

After speaking, he withdrew from the USB drive and walked towards Chen Chao's office with a spring on his face.

I knocked on the door and walked in.

"Something?" Chen Chao raised his eyebrows and stared at him and asked.

"Well, something." Zhang Zifan nodded slightly and replied.

"What's the matter?"

He took out the USB drive and put it in front of Chen Chao.

"I've written new songs, and you see how good the quality is."

This time, he didn't feel any surprise, but was calm.

Pick up the USB drive and plug it into the console.

Open files with ease.

Click Play.

The prelude sounded, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

This style seems to be different from the previous ones?

A strong ancient flavor quickly brought him into the atmosphere of Jin Ge Iron Horse and swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

"The spear rode the horse to level the world, but it was difficult to say goodbye this time, and the tears in my eyes were already clear."

Chen Chao completely broke the defense, and he was no longer so calm.

The music continued to play.

"Drunk and pick up the lamp to watch the sword concubine dance in the mountains, the next song is away from the chaos and the song is in all directions, and the sorrowful words of the king drink the sword blood and fall into the frost."

His closed lips opened slightly, and his eyebrows gradually relaxed.

"Okay, this song is good!" He began to mumble, and a look of joy began to well-up in his eyes.

At the end of the song, he patted the table excitedly, turned his head and looked at Zhang Zifan on the side with a smile.

"Zifan, how did you write this song, it's not like your style?"

"Didn't I watch a Chuhan-themed film last night, I think the love between Yu Ji and Xiang Yu is too pathetic, so I wrote it on a whim at noon."

His answer was still so casual, random and nonsense.

But so what, it didn't affect Chen Chao's shock at all.

It's really not something that ordinary people can do, just look at it and you'll be inspired.

Not to mention, the most important thing is that the songs written are still so good.

In particular, this style combines ancient style, opera and pop elements, which can be called ancient pop songs in the style of opera.

I took a sip of the tea on the side of my mouth and suppressed the shock.

Then he asked, "What are you going to do with this song?" ”

Originally, he didn't need to ask, and the next process was completely up to himself.

However, now it is not someone else standing in front of him, but Zhang Zifan.

Minister Li has said that everything is up to him.

"I plan to let Wang Xiaoqi sing this song, I don't know if you have any good suggestions?"

"Can she?"

"It should be possible, try it first, and then talk about it if it doesn't work."

Since he said so, then he naturally has his reasons.

Chen Chao didn't say much.

It's not the same as it used to be, and you can't make him unhappy at will.