When she got up the next day, Su Youmeng found Uncle Zhang's recording studio according to the address given by Uncle Zhang.

"Little Mengmeng, long time no see! I remember the last time I saw you, you were up to my chest, and now you're so tall that it's up to my shoulder! ”

Uncle Zhang greeted Su Youmeng very warmly, and then took Su Youmeng to the office, and ordered someone to prepare tea by the way.

He and Su Qingyu are comrades-in-arms, and after being discharged from the army, the relationship between the two is still very good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Su Youmeng grew up with him.

When Su Youmeng was young, he would go to see Su Youmeng every once in a while, because he didn't have a daughter himself, only two sons, so he liked Su Youmeng very much.

treats it like a goddaughter, but as Su Youmeng grows up and has a heavy academic load, his career is also rising step by step, so gradually, he goes to see Su Youmeng less often.

"Uncle Zhang is getting more and more handsome, getting younger and younger!"

"Hahaha...... You little mouth, it's still so sweet! Unlike my two sons, who have a grudge against me all day long, they don't worry, and they have to make me angry half to death. Uncle Zhang was let go of Su Youmeng's praise, and he looked up and laughed.

The whole room echoed with Zhang Su's laughter.

At this time, the staff in the recording studio brought the tea to Su Youmeng as instructed, and then withdrew.

Uncle Zhang picked up the cup of tea in front of him, smoothed it with the lid, and then took a sip: "Hmm...... This tea tastes good. ”

Then put down the teacup in his hand and motioned for Su Youmeng to taste her cup.

"You also taste, I usually come to this recording studio less, these teas are temporarily let them buy, they didn't disappoint, the taste is okay!"

Su Youmeng smiled, obediently took a sip of the tea in front of her, and then put down the teacup.

"It's really delicious, Uncle Zhang still loves tea so much, some time ago someone gave my dad a box of high-quality tea, to see when Zhang Su will return to Kyoto, I hid it from my dad and secretly took it out and gave it to Uncle Zhang!"

When Su Youmeng said the second half of the sentence, she deliberately leaned forward a little, as if she was planning something unseemly, and deliberately lowered her voice in a playful tone.

After saying that, he sat up straight again.

"Hahahaha......" Uncle Zhang laughed again: "Old man Su knows, he won't trouble me!" ”

Although he said this, he actually knew in his heart that with his relationship with Su Qingyu, even if he took the initiative to ask Su Qingyu for the tea, the other party would give him without saying a word.

Of course, it is impossible to trouble him, just joking to tease Su Youmeng.

Su Youmeng pouted, looking like she didn't care about her father's life or death, and casually picked up the tea in front of her and took another sip.

"With me here, he doesn't dare! Uncle Zhang, just wait for tea! ”

"Good...... Old man Su, I'm going to take advantage of this! Uncle Zhang smiled so much that layers of folds were piled up on his face.

The two have indeed not seen each other for a long time, and after talking and laughing and drinking two teas, Su Youmeng began to talk about the topic.

"Uncle Zhang, actually, looking for you this time, in addition to my own need to record songs, I also want to ask you for a favor."

The smile on Uncle Zhang's face was put away, and he put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Su Youmeng, who was sitting opposite.

"Oh? What's busy? Tell me about it! ”

Su Youmeng held the teacup in front of her with both hands, and rubbed her thumb back and forth on the mouth of the teacup.

"That...... It is...... I have a friend, his name is Fang Yu, and he also wants to record songs, and I want him to come to Uncle Zhang's studio to record songs. ”

Although, Su Youmeng was also very afraid that Zhang Su would not let him come after hearing that Fang Yu was going to record a song.

However, since you want to come here to record songs, of course you have to make everything clear.

It can't be concealed that Fang Yu wants to record a song, if he conceals it, Uncle Zhang agrees, and when Fang Yu comes to the recording studio to record the song, Uncle Zhang sees him in person, and he regrets it halfway and is even more embarrassed.

Of course, with her relationship with Uncle Zhang, even if Uncle Zhang really repented halfway, he would not turn his face and drive people away on the spot, and would still let Fang Yu finish recording the song.

That hurts the feelings too much.

"Fang Yu?" Uncle Zhang frowned slightly: "Is it the Fang Yu who has a bad reputation recently?" ”

Although he doesn't have a company in the entertainment industry, and he doesn't usually care much about the entertainment industry, he runs a recording studio.

Recently, the news that Fang Yu was looking for recording studios everywhere to record songs spread in several recording studio stores in Jiangcheng.

Everyone was more reluctant to go to Fang Yu's house.

It is difficult to make a profit by opening a recording studio, in case the reputation is stinked, the few consumers who often come are reluctant to come, let alone finish.

"Xiao Mengmeng, this Fang Yu, I have heard about it recently, his reputation doesn't seem to be very good, and it is said that his composition level is very poor, the songs he sang before were not written by him, but he said that he wrote them, this is ...... Can he come to my studio and record a good song? ”

Uncle Zhang touched his chin and said the information he had heard little by little.

"Although I don't make a profit from the recording studio, it is also my hard work, and I need to avoid all risks."

Su Youmeng got up and took the initiative to sit next to Uncle Zhang, picked up the teapot and poured tea for Uncle Zhang.

"Uncle Zhang, this time Fang Yu came to record the song, just to clarify the rumors on the Internet that the song was not written by him, he is so popular now, although it is not a good reputation, but when he clarifies it, your recording studio will also be stained!"

Uncle Zhang picked up the tea that Su Youmeng brought him, took a sip in silence, and did not speak for the time being.

Su Youmeng looked at Uncle Zhang's face and didn't show too much rejection, so she took the initiative to stand behind Uncle Zhang and pinched Uncle Zhang's shoulder.

"Uncle, what do you say? It's a good deal! The show "Heartbeat Melody" is very popular now, and your recording studio is broadcast live and directly becomes an Internet celebrity check-in location, and your performance will skyrocket! ”

Uncle Zhang twisted his shoulders in pain: "Gotta get it...... Don't pinch it, what are you pinching my shoulder, obviously you're punishing me, you girl's family, why is your hand so strong, you want me to bend into a trick! ”

Su Youmeng immediately let go of her hand and laughed heartlessly.

Uncle Zhang: "Okay, even if the songs he sang before were all written by him, he can clarify them by recording the songs?" How did he want to clarify? In case the recording and singing are not good, or the quality of his song is not good enough, my recording studio has not become an Internet celebrity check-in point, but has become a scolded closing point. ”

The songs written by a person are inherently unstable, and even the king and the gold medal composer dare not say that each of their songs is of high quality and good.

Su Youmeng: "I don't know what he wants to do, but I believe he can, since he made such a decision, there is a reason for him, he is really good, and he should not be abused by those public opinions on the Internet." ”

Uncle Zhang looked at Su Youmeng and smiled: "Little Mengmeng, aren't you the same as a child?" Believe him if you don't know anything! ”

Su Youmeng saw that it didn't make sense to be reasonable, so she began to play a scoundrel.

pouted, lowered his head and brewed for a while, and when he looked up again, his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were full of tears, and he was about to cry.

"Uncle Zhang, don't you really want to help Mengmeng?"

Uncle Zhang saw Su Youmeng's tears falling down one by one, and touched his bald head dumbfounded, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Mengmeng hasn't asked Uncle Zhang for anything since she was a child, just this time!"

The more she talked, the more Su Youmeng's tears fell.

Uncle Zhang really couldn't do anything about this child, and his heart softened for a while: "Okay, don't cry!" Alas, Uncle Zhang doesn't disagree with you, it's just a recording studio, even if it closes, it won't be a big loss for me, it's just that you, Uncle Zhang, and I, are also businessmen, and we like to weigh the pros and cons, I don't know if this Fang Yu knows that I blocked this recording studio. ”

Hearing Uncle Zhang's relief, Su Youmeng's tears stopped in seconds, sat next to Uncle Zhang, and happily poured a cup of tea for Uncle Zhang.

"He deserves to be believed!"

Uncle Zhang looked at Su Youmeng thoughtfully while drinking tea.

"I'll wait and see, it's best not to disappoint me, the recording studio is a small thing, and the girl is a big thing."

Su Youmeng didn't understand the meaning of his words, but she didn't have time to think too much, so she couldn't wait to take out the phone and call Fang Yu.

"Teacher Fang, there is a recording studio, you hurry up and record the song, I'll send you the address!"