Back at home, Yang Xiao found that the phone had been installed, and several neighbors were watching curiously. Because at this time, private installation telephones are still very rare, and my father and mother warmly invite neighbors to call if there is something.

The neighbors thanked each other in envious eyes, who can do without a thing, the Yang family has such a convenient communication tool, it is still very convenient for them to borrow it.

After the neighbors left, Yang Xiao picked up the phone and called Liu Xiaoli, Zhang Zhongliang, Jiang Baicheng, Mr. Huang, Mr. Liao, and Sister Jun respectively and told them their phone numbers.

Sister Jun said on the phone that the board of directors had approved the joint venture plan. However, the company is developing a new product, and no one can be sent for the time being, and the joint venture needs to be postponed for about a month. Yang Xiao thinks about it, there is no big problem, after all, he has to rely on other people's brand technology and management.

Everyone else encouraged Yang Xiao to take the exam well, and when he went to the capital, he must look for them in Hong Kong City. Zhang Zhongliang also said specially. "CCTV, my old classmate is very satisfied with your plan, and I want to have a good chat with you after the college entrance examination, and I am willing to find you some things."

"No problem, Mr. Zhang."

"No wonder I didn't remind you, I may ask you to write a song or a plan, I hope you are mentally prepared."

Yang Xiao said in his heart that writing songs is the least thing he worries about. "Little things."

Zhang Zhongliang saw that Yang Xiao agreed so happily, and there was still a burst of warmth in his heart. After thinking about it, he lowered his voice and said. "In addition, there is one more thing, you just need to know it in your own heart. This classmate of mine has a very good background, and although he is a little arrogant about people, he admires talented people very much, and it doesn't hurt to befriend her. ”

When Yang Xiao heard this, his heart moved slightly. Zhang Zhongliang deliberately emphasized that this classmate has a very good background and is in the capital, he thinks that he should be a red disciple, or the kind with a high status. Zhang Zhongliang introduced a classmate with a very good background, and he had a good impression of this information, which is not small.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. I won't say anything superfluous, and I'll see the performance later. ”

Putting down the phone, Yang Xiao thought to himself, the plan he gave CCTV, CCTV didn't like it. That plan is from the hands of many celebrities, and the choreographer and planner are all first-class standards, not to mention that he got it now. There is a difference between his pseudo-talent and those experts.

Yang Xiao thought that in the future, he would continue to deal with those celebrities, and made up his mind to be cautious, cautious, modest, modest, low-key, and low-key. It's a sign of respect for those who are genuinely talented.

Although he has a lot of ready-made goods in his stomach, his foundation is not solid, and his basic skills are not solid. Going to college is not to mix a diploma, it is really to recharge, so he is extremely eager to go to college now.

In his previous life, Master Guo in the cross talk industry once said, "The last thing an artist fights for is culture." "Some little fresh meat, in order to become famous quickly, gave up their studies and specialized in acting, and in the end they exposed the most problems, and soon became a fast-moving consumer goods of capital. They know very little about the understanding of the characters in the play, the historical background, and even the "digital" lines.

He has now stepped into the literary circle with half a foot, how can he mix in the future if he doesn't study? The heart is empty. Yang Xiao didn't want to be an artist, he just planned to be behind the scenes and make a little money, but he couldn't show his face and show his eyes.

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly, very harshly. Yang Xiao was stunned, just finished talking to these people, who else would it be? "Hey, hello."

"I'm not good, why don't you notify me when you install the phone?"

Yang Xiao could hear that it was Zhou Meilan's voice, and there was a sense of resentment. I said in my heart, why should I inform you? I don't have that obligation. But he said,

"Miss Zhou, I just installed the phone, and I notified you one by one, and it hasn't been your turn yet."

Zhou Meilan's curiosity was hooked at this time, "Who did you call for?" ”

Yang Xiao said in his heart, why is this woman so gossipy? It occurred to me that it might not be a good thing to have a phone at home. He still said patiently, "Teacher Liu, Teacher Zhang, Teacher Jiang, and Sister Jun." ”

Zhou Meilan on the other end of the phone was obviously relieved. "Well, I'll forgive you this time."

"Then thank you Miss Zhou for your kindness." Yang Xiao heard that Zhou Meilan was fine, and began to talk again.

"Listen to the tone, your attitude doesn't look like an apology. I changed my mind and punished you for writing a song for my friend, it's the female singer Lin Mingming, who is very popular. ”

Yang Xiao was speechless for a moment when he heard this, this woman is so difficult. Do you think writing a song is like picking up cabbage? Classic lyrics and scores are acquired through the accumulation of time, social experience and inspiration.

If I appeared so many classics out of thin air, it would be strange if I wasn't treated as a guinea pig. This is also the main reason why he desperately wants to study composition and apply for the Chinese department.

Some songwriters have never had a classic in their lifetime. What lyricist and composer is not a classic that has been in the making for a long time? I thought that a traveler like him had so many classics in his head.

In the face of Zhou Meilan's coquettishness or blackmail, Yang Xiao didn't have much disgust in his heart. Because he also needs Zhou Meilan as a bridge to promote his works to Hong Kong City.

Because the port city is an open city, a free trade port, and the social system is close to that of the West, it attaches great importance to copyright. This Yang Xiao is very optimistic, unlike piracy that is rampant in the mainland, and the relevant departments are not strong enough to crack down. Because of copyright protection, Yang Xiao's fortune plan can be carried out.

"Okay, who told Miss Zhou to speak? But I won't have to wait until after my college entrance examination. ”

Hearing that Yang Xiao readily agreed to her, Zhou Meilan looked very happy. proves that she still has a lot of face in front of Yang Xiao. "Hee-hee, that nature. There are tapes of her in the mainland, you can listen to them first. ”

Yang Xiao replied angrily. "Got it." Hearing the change in Yang Xiao's tone, Zhou Meilan was a little happy in her heart. I don't know why, when she heard that Yang Xiao was not happy, her heart was very happy.

Yang Xiao listened to Lin Mingming's songs on the street, and he was called a beautiful voice by those conservatives. As soon as Yang Xiao heard Zhou Meilan's name, he was about the same as the singer in his previous life. I already have a plan in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to her so happily.

The next day of class, when Yang Xiao was about to enter the classroom, Xin Yu came over and secretly stuffed a note for him. Yang Xiao opened it and saw that there were several delicate handwriting on it, "Iloveyou."

Yang Xiao smiled, this was the answer Xin Yu gave him, and he was very happy in his heart. In his previous life, he was in high school, and no girl had ever stuffed a note for him. I was very proud in my heart, and my buddy was also a little girl who admired her, and I couldn't help but whistle.

"I smiled proudly, smiled proudly, and laughed to see that Hongchen people are not old. I smiled proudly, and smiled proudly, seeking a lifetime of happiness. ……”

"What whistle? Want to play hooligan? Yang Xiao was blowing quietly, but unexpectedly heard a broken drink.

Yang Xiao looked back and saw that it was Tian Wenjing who interrupted his interest. It only occurred to him at this time that the whistles in this era are those little hooligans on the street, which is the behavior that students should not have. He patted his forehead again and said secretly, "Get carried away." ”

"Alright, University Commission. Let's not go online, don't you just hum a few words? ”

Tian Wenjing still said with a serious face, "Is that hum?" Don't make sense of me. ”

Yang Xiao suddenly realized that it seemed a very silly thing for him and Tian Wenjing to debate, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the classroom. Unexpectedly, Tian Wenjing said that sentence later, which almost made him fall down.

"What are you humming about? It's pretty good. ”

Yang Xiao was speechless for a moment, it was a must-order track for his KTV, and he would shout when he was happy. I haven't sung it to you yet, our people are so happy today, scaring you to a head.