Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 676

Refreshing feeling?

Sister Su was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have great confidence in Qingling?"

It is definitely not an easy task to be refreshed.

Now there is a flood of saliva songs, many popular songs are artificial, without the slightest innovation, and it is difficult to become a popular classic, and they cannot stand the baptism of time in the market.

The momentary success cannot represent the ultimate achievement of this song.

Only classics that last forever can become the symbol of a song.

Ling Xiao raised his heroic eyebrows, and replied without hesitation: "Well, he sang those songs to me two days ago. I think they sound good, they are very standard, and they are in line with the fashion trend."

Sister Su thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Then I'll go and listen to it now?"

"I'm happy to accompany you."

Ling Xiao won Sister Su's attention, and accompanied Sister Su to the door of the recording studio. Several casually dressed staff were diligently recording songs and repairing the sound with equipment.

Seeing that Sister Su came over to have a quick look, the staff immediately complimented: "Sister Su! Qingling's singing voice is very beautiful, almost no need to modify the tone, and the songs he wrote are very beautiful, really!"

Sister Su smiled and said, "During the intermission, play the demo for me."

"Okay!" The staff looked very energetic, obviously admiring Qing Ling's talent.

Qingling performed five songs in one breath, and then it was his turn to take an intermission. He took off his professional earphones, walked up to Ling Xiao excitedly, and hugged her very dependently.

"Xiaoxiao! I'm dying of thirst!"

Her coquettish voice didn't sound ugly at all, instead it had a bit of contrived beauty.

Ling Xiao brought Evian mineral water from the lounge, and she unscrewed the bottle cap herself and brought it to Qing Ling's mouth.

Qingling took a few sips to save face.

Seeing this, Sister Su smiled and said, "Don't spread dog food here! I'm still single now!"

Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing: "Sister Su! Do you want to learn from me?"

Sister Su quickly waved her hand: "You have money and nowhere to spend it! If I were as rich as you, I would buy at least three sets of River View Villas."

Ling Xiao asked suspiciously: "Three sets? What are you doing? Do you want to invest in real estate?"

Sister Su smiled proudly: "Of course! There is nothing better than real estate investment! The apartment building I invested in Yulong Bay before gave me an increase of more than 100 million in just three years!"

Ling Xiao gave a thumbs up in admiration.

Qingling also smiled obediently: "Sister Su! You are really capable!"

A hot-tempered strong woman like Sister Su can still thrive without a man. In a patriarchal society, she can still get the best resources.

Although time is fate, but where does luck come from if you don't fight?

Sister Su signaled the staff to play the demo that was recorded just now. She listened carefully and finished listening to all five songs performed by Qing Ling before, almost without falling a single note.

Then Sister Su also showed the same astonishment as those staff members: "My God! Qingling! You are simply a musical genius! Just like Tang Jielun, the king of Wanwan!"

Qing Ling smiled modestly: "As long as Sister Su likes it."

Sister Su slapped her thigh and replied seriously: "Your talent is indeed worthy of this era!"

"Don't worry! After recording the song this time, I will open up all the channels for you in half a month at most! Let your album be sold on the shelves!"

Qing Ling looked at Ling Xiao subconsciously, and it happened that Ling Xiao also looked at him with confidence.

Qing Ling pursed the corners of her lips, and her thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up the sparkle in her eyes. He looked very cute like this, and he had the feeling of being sunny and bright like the big brother next door.

Ling Xiao secretly grabbed his hand, and gently stroked his delicate and warm palm.

He has been exercising all year round, and there is a thin layer of calluses on his palms, which should be the marks left by playing the piano frequently.

"Xiaoxiao! I'm so happy!"

"Ok!"

"I treat you tonight? How about treating you to a grilled fish on paper?"

"Where's your throat? Doesn't need protection?"

Qingling squinted her narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes, and said with a low and elegant voice, "It's okay, I have a meal once in a while, and it's with Xiaoxiao, so there's no need to be so cautious."

Ling Xiao was silent, reaching out to hold him tightly, as if he was holding his rich wallet.

Xiaoqiang: There is nothing wrong with this metaphor.

The two finished recording the song, said goodbye to Sister Su, and drove home together.

Ling Xiao parked the car, and heard a quarrel from the old building from a distance.

Qingling quickly jumped out of the car and reminded: "It's Uncle who's back!"

uncle?

Ling Xiao stared at the room on the second floor suspiciously, and Qing Ling explained again: "Uncle is Bai Qi's biological father. Since his mother died, he has been living outside all year round for work, and he doesn't come back easily."

Ling Xiao and Qing Ling came to the door of the room on the second floor together, but they didn't open the door in time, but stood quietly when they heard Bai Zhirong and Bai Qi's quarrel coming from the room.

"You are now hidden by the company, what future can you have? Listen to me, our company is short of people now, you go to work with me! At least 8000 yuan a month salary! I can afford you!"

Bai Qi replied impatiently: "I'm not going! I want to continue writing songs! Engage in music creation."

Bai Zhirong was so angry that he almost went crazy: "What crap! Write songs! You've been poisoned by those fake news on TV! How many good products can those singers have? Not all of them are for sale!"

Bai Qi stood up angrily: "Dad! If we disagree, we will not conspire! You can go! If you have nothing to do in the future, don't go home!"

Bai Zhirong sneered suddenly: "Not going home? Your mother left this house to me when she died. Why should I give it to you?"

Bai Qi continued to quarrel with Bai Zhirong, and in the end, he almost beat him up.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao decisively opened the door.

Qingling quickly rushed in between the two of them, persuading her in a good-tempered manner: "Uncle! Don't quarrel! Although we are hidden by the company, I have already helped my brother find a new employer!"

Bai Zhirong stared at Qingling suspiciously: "You are also confused! When your mother was dying, she told you to study hard and find a good job after graduation. What happened? Leaving aside the serious work and not doing it, I insist on singing..."

Qingling twitched the corners of her lips speechlessly, feeling that Uncle Bai's thinking is still stuck in the previous era?

At this time, Ling Xiao stood up in time, took out her mobile phone, enlarged the latest version of the electronic contract, and showed Bai Zhirong.

"This is the contract signed between our studio and Baiqi."

"It has been agreed that the annual salary will start at least 100 million, which is much faster than ordinary jobs! And this is Bai Qi's own hobby. Uncle, it is actually a very lucky thing for a person to be able to do what he likes in his life. .”

After reading this well-paid and effective contract, as well as the signature and notarization by a well-known law firm, Bai Zhirong felt somewhat convinced.

"Okay, okay! Do what you like! I can't control it!"

Bai Zhirong took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, chatted with Bai Qi, and left alone.

In fact, this house does belong to Bai Zhirong according to the inheritance law, but Bai Zhirong has only one son, Bai Qi, and Qingling can only be regarded as a stepson. The layout of two bedrooms and one living room is a bit narrow. Go home and disturb the two sons.

Bai Qi looked disappointed as Bai Zhirong left without looking back.

Although Bai Zhirong's father is incompetent and incapable of providing his son with the shortcut to success like those rich generations, but as his direct son, Bai Qi still admires him.

But...Bai Zhirong couldn't understand Bai Qi's music dream at all. He always felt that making music would delay his life and delay his serious work, so he would have a big fight with Bai Qi every time he went home.

Qing Ling sat on the side and comforted her: "Brother! I took Xiao Xiao to the recording studio to record a song today! Sister Su gave me a demo! Do you want to listen to it?"

Bai Qi regained his strength and said with a smile, "Okay! I believe in your strength!"

After Bai Qi finished listening to these exquisite and elegant song demos, he also felt that they were very good, and said with a smile: "Qing Ling, if nothing happens, you will definitely become famous!"

Qingling replied: "Brother! Hurry up and write too! Xiaoxiao has already told Sister Su that she should take both of us with her at the same time! Your future manager will also be Sister Su."

Bai Qi was slightly taken aback, and looked gratefully at the silent Ling Xiao: "Thank you!"

Ling Xiao is indifferent, hiding merit and fame deeply.

(End of this chapter)