What? Did he report it under his real name again?

Chen Zhe opened his mouth like a hick looking at the various high-end recording equipment in the room, almost drooling!

Wen Renxue looked at Chen Zhe's worthless look and couldn't help but said with some pride: "Oh, I still don't have enough money. The equipment is not very good, which makes you laugh. By the way, you should be able to use these equipment, right?"

Chen Zhe listened to what Wen Renxue said. Hear it, it's not very good. Let's not talk about the equipment, let's talk about the recording studio area of ​​nearly 200 square meters. You must know that Chen Zhe needs to arrange and record songs when playing ball. The place was only a few dozen square meters, but Chen Zhe was so beautiful every time he went there. He looked at Wen Renxue's sultry expression and was speechless, "Who are you talking about in Versailles?" hetui!

Wen Renxue didn't wait for Chen Zhe to speak, kicked off her shoes, pulled the swivel chair and sat on it, putting her feet on the table, not looking like a little diva in front of others.

He stretched out comfortably, turned to look at Chen Zhe, who was still standing, and said: "Sit down, there is paper and pen on the table. Didn't you say you want to write a song for me? Write it. If you can't satisfy me, You're dead!" After saying that, he made a vicious expression.

Well, it’s quite cute! The milk is fierce! The milk is fierce! Hehe, Chen Zhe thought to himself.

"Isn't this simple? Just wait."

After saying that, he pulled up a chair and sat down. He grabbed the paper and pen on the table and started writing. There were so many dance songs on Qiuqiu that he could go whore as much as he wanted. Ahem, he could write as much as he wanted!

Chen Zhe hummed while writing,

"The fog of the sky comes carelessly,

The river is as quiet as an oil painting

The languid steps of the dove of peace rhyme. . . "

He even started to sway while humming. When he was the director of Qiuqiu, he even re-arranged the song and danced for the audience with a group of long legs. It was very familiar.

"Huh?" Wen Renxue couldn't help but put down her legs on the table as she listened, walked behind Chen Zhe, and looked at the idiot in front of him shaking his head in surprise! I can’t believe the person in front of me humming this melody! This sounds so good, even better than his famous song "Happy Day" e=(′o｀*))) Oh, was this really written by him?

After a while, the melodies that were familiar to me came to life on the paper after I scribbled them and changed them.

"Done!" After finishing writing the lyrics and music, Chen Zhe stretched out his hand holding the pen and aimed at the pen holder not far away.

Hey,

leave you,

Didn't get in,

so awkward!

Before he could pick up the pen again, a jade hand pulled the piece of paper with the lyrics and music from behind him!

Chen Zhe turned his head and looked at Wen Renxue, who was humming softly according to the music score. Hey, look at this useless look. If I get Du Niang's TOP500, why don't you call me daddy? Chen Zhe thought secretly!

Tsk, so evil. .

Wen Renxue hummed it several times before she couldn't put it down and said to Chen Zhe: "This song is great. I want it. Please give me the price."

After that, he said pitifully: "Don't be too dark, I'm poor."

poverty?

Chen Zhe thought about Wen Renxue's movable bed, turned to look at the big house in front of him, and then turned to look at the pile of unnamed high-end goods in the recording studio! Cursing in my heart,

Do you call this poverty? So what am I? Small pickled vegetables or small caramel? ?

Wen Renxue looked at Chen Zhe's speechless expression and couldn't help feeling embarrassed, then showed a naive expression.

"When we just set up a studio, we have to spend money everywhere, hehe."

"One million plus 100% of the record company's performance share! No more! If it's more, I'll... I'll..."

"What will you do no matter how much? What do you want to do?" Chen Zhe squinted at the little pickaxe in front of him. This sexy little diva in front of others, who would have thought that the queen would be such a fool!

"If you don't agree, I'll rob it!" After Wen Renxue said this, she put back the paper with the song written on it and nimbly hid it behind Yu Xiaoyu's back. Only her head was exposed and she looked at Chen Zhe mischievously!

Yu Xiaoyu turned around and looked at Wen Renxue, thinking helplessly that this sister who was five years older than herself was getting into drama again!

"Oh, okay, okay, don't pretend to be poor, give me 50, and you don't need to share the rest!" Chen Zhe said speechlessly as he looked at Wen Renxue's shameless appearance.

"It's only 50 and you don't want a share? It's so cheap. Are you confused because of a fever? This song has the potential to become a god!" Wen Renxue grabbed Yu Xiaoyu's shoulders and shouted.

"Then just follow what you said!" Chen Zhe said angrily.

"No, no, you said 50. Don't be a swindler. Report your card number. Xiaoyu, send the money!" Wen Renxue suddenly jumped out and shouted to Chen Zhe,

Wow, I almost did the splits!

"If my family hadn't emptied their fortune and owed a lot of debt just to treat me, I wouldn't even ask you for 50 yuan.

after all!

You are my warm sister’s idol!

She said that you are her lighthouse! "

Chen Zhe said softly.

Wen Renxue was stunned when she heard the name Chen Zhe said softly, and her eyes turned red instantly!

"thank you,

Also, thank you for my warmth! "

Chen Zhe felt Wen Renxue's sadness,

"Okay, okay, don't be sad. Sister Nuanwen chose me! She said that from now on, I will protect you on her behalf!

From now on, let me lead you in the singing world to kill gods and Buddhas, to be invincible, to move forward indomitably, to overcome thorns and thorns, to ride the wind and waves. . I want. . . "

"Hey, hey, it's almost done, you shameless guy, can you leave a way for others to survive?" Wen Renxue broke into tears and interrupted Chen Zhezhong's heroic words angrily!

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Well, it's much better when you interrupt me!"

"That's good, here..." After Chen Zhe said that, he took out his cell phone and tinkered with it for a while before handing it to Wen Renxue.

"What?"

"What? This is my Alipay!

Make money! "Chen Zhe glared angrily!

"Oh, Xiaoyu, give me money!" Wen Renxue turned around and glared at Yu Xiaoyu! !

"Okay!" Yu Xiaoyu covered her mouth and snickered, took out her mobile phone and walked over to scan Chen Zhe's Alipay!

Chen Zhe's cell phone heard the sound of money arriving.

Such a crisp sound!

It’s such a heavenly sound!

Compared with this, Zhou Shen's "Big Fish" is so weak!

When the business came to an end, Chen Zhe touched his growling stomach and said to Wen Renxue without telling anyone else: "Sister Xue, you are hungry, please treat me!"

"Okay, what do you want to eat? You can order any hotel in Shanghai. Sister will take you to eat." Wen Renxue was in a good mood after listening to a good song. In addition, Chen Zhe's character was very suitable for her temper, so she made a big package A broad wave of hands!

"I'm exhausted after sitting in the car for most of the night. I don't want to move at all. You can just order some takeout. I'm not picky about food. Just hurry up." Chen Zhe said nonchalantly.

"Xiaoyu ordered, the old rule, double portion!! Damn it!" Wen Renxue shouted at Yu Xiaoyu!

"Okay!" Xiaoyu opened the door and went out while fidgeting with her cell phone and ordering food!

"Chen Zhe, let's go. Sister, I'll take you to have a rest!" Wen Renxue didn't wait for Chen Zhe to react and pulled him up to get ready to go out!

"Sister Xue, where are you taking me? I don't want to go out anymore, I'm so tired!" Chen Zhe muttered.

"Hey, not far, not far!" Wen Renxue pulled Chen Zhe and said carefully.

Well, it's really not that far

Chen Zhe watched speechlessly as Yu Xiaoyu took the key and opened the door of the opposite house!

Opened the door of the house opposite!

The door of the house opposite! !

That door! ! !

Door! ! ! !

MMP’s little bitch, if this can be called poverty 1

Labor and management would rather die poor!

Wen Renxue looked at Chen Zhe's speechless expression and said with an apologetic smile: "Oh, fixed investment, fixed investment, not much money!"

"Fuck you, you don't have much money."

Chen Zhe shouted angrily!