Chapter 193: I'm doing well here
To be reasonable, Wu Bai's personal characteristics are too obvious, especially some of his famous songs. It's okay for others to sing his songs, but if you want to learn his singing voice, you'll probably have to overturn.
This is no exception even if Zhou Yi himself comes, and that very characteristic tone is somewhat nondescript even if he learns it.
Of course, Stefanie Sun is not much better.
Originally, because of her Singaporean accent, she spoke Mandarin and had a special bite when singing, but she insisted on learning Wu Bai's tone, and the consequence was that the car directly overturned and became a funny scene.
But she didn't realize it, and the more she sang, the louder she sang, and she estimated that Wu Bai wanted to beat someone when she heard it.
βcome onοΌβ
The more she sang, the more she sang, the more she sang and the more she got high, she even forgot that it was just in her own restaurant, and she beckoned her hands to Zhou Yi, who was biting chopsticks in her mouth, and the happy smile on her face was very infectious, and the sound was a little more reverberant through the emanation of the electric fan.
Zhou Yi simply knocked on the side of the bowl with chopsticks to start the rhythm, smiled and cooperated with her harmony, and slapped the table twice from time to time, creating a different "drum beat".
The fish on the plate and the chicken in the soup pot were the only animals that could see this scene with their own eyes, but in the end, the two of them ended up with no bones left.
"Hiccup~"
Zhou Yi, who was full of food and drink, put one hand on the back of the chair, and the whole person's sitting posture collapsed directly: "Where is this store?" It tastes really good. β
"I don't know, Chen Zeshan ordered it for me."
Sun Yanzi, who was extremely relaxed, sucked on the chicken leg with a little meat left in her mouth, and said vaguely: "I don't even know where the door of the vegetable market near here opens, let alone the restaurant." β
"You're being honest now."
"I've always been so honest, it's just that you misunderstood me."
Xue Zhouyi can be said to have learned the essence of Sun Yanzi to defend herself seriously, after spitting out the bones, she smacked her mouth a few times from time to time, and looked at a "messy" desktop, somewhat aftertaste: "It's still comfortable to eat at home, and you don't need to worry too much." β
Such a relaxed feeling can also be mixed with Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi, who raised his head and drank the last drop of Sprite in the bottle, glanced at her amusedly: "You can apply to Chen Zeshan not to arrange so many jobs." β
"Forget it, I'm already content, and now I have a lot less work than I originally planned."
Sun Yanzi, who was half-paralyzed in the chair, gently stroked her full abdomen with one hand, shook her feet happily, and was satisfied: "And my fans are still waiting for me to be okay, do you think I'm just as okay as you and want to be lazy." β
At present, Zhou Yi alone has the capital to refuse to work, whether it is the number of events or the number of variety shows, compared to those top stars who are thriving, they are pitiful - either they have a lot of money or they are important.
Fans are waiting for Cheng Wangfu Shi, but no one can help him.
"I don't know who stole it on my head, the MV tidbits of the song "The lazy song" will be released another day, so that your fans can see your lazy nature."
"Cut, your song hasn't been released in China."
Sun Yanzi pursed her lips disdainfully, she was really scared. But soon she thought of one thing, and asked curiously: "Are you only planning to release this song in the Japanese market?" Domestic hair or not? What about Europe and the United States? β
"Hair, why don't you send it, the first Japan is just to rub the popularity of Jackie Chan's movie premiere, after all, it didn't catch up with the popularity of the North American premiere."
Zhou Yi, who was holding a toothpick in his mouth, stretched his hand comfortably: "But it's ...... domestic." To be honest, it will be sent, but I'm not too optimistic about sales. β
In these years, people who are willing to listen to English songs, and those who are willing to pay for English songs can be said to be a niche in the niche, and most of the familiar foreign language songs are probably still the famous "gogogo, oh." β
Even if he has a fame bonus, it is difficult to sell English songs in China.
Don't talk about him, Michael Jackson can't come.
"Then if you go to Japan today to publicize?"
"I went to Japan, but it didn't come out, and today I was going to CCTV to meet the Koreans-"
Zhou Yi, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, suddenly froze, and immediately raised his eyes to look at the smiling woman, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.
"Although I am grateful that you can take the Mid-Autumn Festival out of your busy schedule to soothe my emotions, my advice is that it is better for you to go back to work in the afternoon."
While saying this, Sun Yanzi smiled and tilted her head: "I think I shouldn't be so fragile now, because of you." β
"yes, that's good."
Zhou Yi, who was biting a toothpick, spread his hands and got up with a smile: "I hope there aren't too many paparazzi in your residence here, otherwise I'm afraid the headlines of the evening newspaper will be the two of us." β
"It's hard to say, but I don't care, they write whatever they like." Sun Yanzi shrugged: "Anyway, it's been written for a year." β
"Okay, then I'll go first."
"Hmm."
Sitting on the chair and watching the back of Zhou Yi who was about to leave after taking his coat, Sun Yanzi thought about it, and still opened her mouth to stop him-"Zhou Yi." β
βοΌβ
Zhou Yi, who was changing shoes at the entrance of the door, turned over and looked at her.
The moment the four eyes met, Sun Yanzi hooked her hands behind her back, and showed a lively smile at him: "Thank you." β
Zhou Yi smiled freely, and put his coat on his shoulder without care: "Let's go." β
The broad back disappeared without a trace the moment the door closed, and Yanzi Sun, who had withdrawn her gaze, glanced at the full dining table......
When his father Sun Yaohong, who was far away in Singapore, called in the afternoon, Sun Yanzi, who answered the phone, was lying on the sofa, holding a Ma Jiayu that had been peeled off, and there was still a little trace of the moon cake crust left on the side of her mouth-
"Hello? DadοΌ β
"Stefanie, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, are you ...... over there"
Sun Yaohong, who was worried about his daughter, was obviously still a little worried, and the concern from his father obviously made Sun Yanzi very useful, holding a half-pulled grapefruit, she raised her eyebrows with a smile, and her eyes fell on the kite framed by a beautiful picture frame-
"Dad, don't worry, I'm doing well here......"
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"No way, I don't believe it."
Genesys & Associates, Tokyo, Japan.
The current president of Smile Records, who got the sales calculation results of the O list, frowned, and across from him, several senior executives of the Genesys office said that it was impossible.
"How can a Chinese win the first place in the O list Qu Zhou?!"
A week ago, Genesys confidently released several group records, and Smile Records, which was made by Woozo Sho, specializes in the release of Genesys Records.
What's going on now?
"Did Warner buy the data?"
"No, according to my sources, no." Xiao Yi Yuzao shook his head.
Born in 1947, he has held high positions at Sony Music and Warner Music, especially at Warner, where he has been the chairman of Warner Japan Music before he left the company.
"This Chinese seems to be a bit evil, according to the information, he also has a nickname in China - Emperor?"
(End of chapter)