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"Oh."

Qiao Zhenxing operated on the computer and printed out the style requirements in the email content.

Mr. You glanced at him: "What, do you want to pick it up? You still have the energy to write songs outside? Are you afraid to write a song to make your opponent popular?"

"I just feel that I have enough energy to take on an ordinary job. Being selected is a proof of my level. As for whether I am afraid of making the other party angry..."

Staring at the printer that was slowly ejecting paper, Qiao Zhen smiled for a few seconds in silence.

"If I can only write one popular song, I will definitely be afraid. And it's not just me who is afraid, uncle, you have to be afraid too. If you want to form a boy group, you should go outside to collect songs as soon as possible."

When he said this, although he was smiling, his expression was calm, and it was a very relaxed expression, which made Mr. You put down the documents in his hand and clapped his hands.

"Tsk, young man, you are very energetic. Uncle appreciates your current self-confidence."

Qiao Zhenxing chuckled: "Heh, in art creation, no one can have complete confidence that any of his works will definitely be a big success. Those who dare to guarantee are either geniuses or idiots. I It’s neither, just a little bit of confidence that you won’t have one hit song in your life.”

Thinking of his nephew gaining fame among original musicians with the name "Your Majesty" in recent years, Mr. You smiled even more: "You have already done it."

"You mean the previous ones?" Tilting his neck, Qiao Zhenxing shook his head, "Tsk, those works that just test the market trend are not very good. After all, if the fat and water don't flow to outsiders, how can the real good things be given to you?" other people."

"Oh, in this case, uncle can rest assured."

Qiao Zhenxing took the paper and waved it: "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going this afternoon?"

"The composition room."

"No rest?"

"Writing songs is both work and life, which is enough to make me happy."

Watching his nephew leave, You Gan pondered for two seconds, then scolded with a smile: "You brat is just pretending to be aggressive, just now he said he was mentally exhausted."

"Your Majesty Can" is good at a variety of genres. In the past two years, he has written several hit songs that became popular with online singers. The most famous one was covered by a powerful new generation singer Jiang Hui in a competitive singer program, and won the first place on the spot. One, it can be said that there was nothing in the limelight at the time.

Even though his whereabouts have gradually disappeared due to the preparation of the group album in the past year, his reputation has not diminished, otherwise the "Calf Trainee" program group would not have sent invitation songs.

……

After hearing that Qiao Zhenxing planned to spend the afternoon in the composition room, the members discussed and planned to spend the afternoon in the composition room with him.

On the phone, accompanied by the loud music, Shen Jiajun's loud voice forced Qiao Zhenxing's ears away from the receiver.

"Don't eat first, we are in the supermarket, buy some ingredients, and we will go to the company to find you later!"

"Uh, ingredients? What do you mean?"

"It's just food!"

Ding Shang's question came from the other end of the phone: "Brother, how many boxes of this meat?"

"I want to take a few boxes, but if there are leftovers, you will be responsible for reimbursement!" Shen Jiajun yelled: "Oh, the supermarket is too noisy, hang up!"

Hanging up the phone, interrupted Qiao Zhenxing's polite words of "Go away, don't come".

He vaguely felt something was wrong.

When the members knocked on the door of the composition room carrying big and small bags, as well as induction cooker and mandarin duck pot, Qiao Zhenxing quickly pressed his whole body against the door panel and tried to close it forcefully the moment he opened the door and saw it.

With a "bang", Shen Jiajun used his strong buttocks and thighs to push open the door with others, so a group of gangsters rushed into the outer room of the composition room shouting, and began to work.

Qiao Zhenxing felt depressed and roared, "You guys want to eat hot pot here!?"

"Yes, yes, it's so cool to eat hot pot with you brother, and to listen to unreleased new songs is so interesting!"

While talking, Zheng Qianda took out vegetables from the plastic bag in the supermarket and handed them to Zheng Qingchun: "Wash it."

Zheng Qingchun took it: "Oh."

Shen Jiajun kicked Zheng Qianda's ass: "Are you still going up? You and Xiao Ding Ding wash the vegetables together!"

Zheng Qianda cried: "Oh!"

In the chaos, Qiao Zhenxing saw two staff members with cameras coming in, busy arranging the shots, and was stunned.

"This is also recorded?"

Camera point up and down.

Yu Yan leaned over and said in a low voice: "Originally, if they were doing their own things, we wouldn't record it, but if we got together, we'd still record it."

Qiao Zhenxing sighed: "Just record it, everyone has to get used to the camera."

After all, it is a video of my company's life, so it is impossible for bad pictures to be leaked, so I can rest assured.

A bunch of people were washing and cutting vegetables, carrying tables, chairs and chopsticks, and the preparations were in full swing.Qiao Zhenxing sat on the sofa alone, beautiful alone with three points of resentment.

Ouyang leaned over with a smile, and half hugged and half pushed him into the real composition room in the inner room.

"Brother Qiao, you are busy with your work, just wait and eat."

Qiao Zhenxing twitched the corners of his mouth and asked, "Who came up with the idea?"

"hey-hey."

Joe: ...

"Hey you big-headed ghost!"

Kick people away with one kick.

Although I was a little angry, when the hot pot boiled and the aroma spread, all the annoyance in my heart disappeared.

Because the members want to come to him to eat hot pot, they are unhappy; because they are unhappy, they eat hot pot together.Is there any unhappy thing that can't be solved by eating hot pot?

OK, the causal cycle, the contradiction is perfectly resolved.

"DJ, play some music!"

As the loudspeaker sounded, the seven of them did... the rice was dripping with sweat, and when their bellies were rounded, Yu Yan was left alone to scoop up meat scraps.

Picking up a small piece of tripe that slipped through the net, staring at it for a long time, suddenly, Yu Yan chuckled and said, "Beef tripe."

Although it seemed to be mentioned casually, suddenly, everyone fell silent, staring at the tripe on Yu Yan's chopsticks, and no one spoke.

Qiao Zhenxing glanced around, and found that the members were enjoying the lazy expression, and instantly became tense and alert.

Obviously, although no one has mentioned it, everyone is very sensitive in their hearts.

No one wants to practice hard for several years, only to see the Dao, but to be attacked.

It is not easy to be in a small company, but also to face the opponents joined by major capitals, who can not be nervous?

"What's wrong with the tripe?" In the strange silence, Qiao Zhenxing said lazily, "Isn't it delicious and should be eaten?"

Hearing this, Yu Yan looked sideways at him.Yu Meiren, who had always been envied by the members for her exquisite appearance and extremely expensive clothes, curled her mouth and nodded: "Yes, the tripe should be eaten."

After speaking, swallow it in one gulp.

At this time, the music was playing "Balloon" which was set as the debut song, and Zheng Qianda gave a ghostly cry, turned around and jumped up, twisting with the dance.

"Look at the debut of the Uranus superstar!"