Chapter 334

"What, ten?"

When Peng ye heard Shuya say that Han Mo had written ten songs and her new album no longer needed to find someone to write songs, he was shocked and opened his mouth.

"Han Mo, I believe in your strength, but we want ten songs, and we should not only ensure the quantity, but also ensure the quality. Shuya hopes not to be the same as before. Only one or two main songs can be remembered by people, so I think if the time is late, it's OK to release the album a little later. After all, quality is the most important."

Peng Ye hopes that she can explain clearly enough. She trusts Han Mo very much and can produce two main songs. It's absolutely no problem, but it's too productive to produce ten songs at one time. Her experience as a broker for so many years tells her a truth and work slowly.

Shu Ya thought completely different from Peng Ye. Although she was also surprised that Han Mo could have ten songs in such a fast time, since Han Mo dared to give it to her, she believed in Han Mo's ability.

Han Mo smiled when he saw Peng's ambition burning.

"Well, in fact, I recorded a sample of these ten songs myself, but my voice is different from Shuya's, but it's good to listen from the perspective of a fan."

Peng ye still couldn't believe it and looked half convinced.

Han Mo casually played a sample song he had sung. The first song was just heard by Shuya when she came in.

Peng Ye's expression when he heard it was the same as when Shuya first heard it. He was deeply attracted by Han Mo's voice. Although it was the first time to listen, he had a very familiar feeling.

The second song.

The third one.

The fourth one.

When he heard the fifth song, Peng Ye really wanted to take back what he said before. Han Mo's songs can be used as the main song. There is no need to listen to the later songs. With these five songs, this album can make a lot of money.

But Shuya is demanding. She doesn't want to sell, she wants to make money.

Shuya herself has never heard of these ten songs and wants to listen to them first.

Originally, the time of ten songs was not long, but Peng Ye was very obsessed with several songs and listened to them several times, so that the time increased for a long time.

Finally, she was stopped by Shuya and asked Peng ye to copy back the songs she liked to listen to before going to bed.

Shuya began to record the first song. She was used to reading the lyrics thoroughly before recording the song. She didn't just memorize the lyrics, but deeply felt the feelings conveyed by the lyrics and the story to be described.

"Is that all right?" Han Mo walked to Shuya and asked softly.

Shuya raised her reddish eyes, "OK."

The lyrics tell a story, a story that deeply moved Shuya.

Will break up after the pity, miss, heartache, express incisively and vividly, before singing has moved Shuya.

A song that can't even be moved by the singer himself is even less likely to move the fans.

Shuya quietly walked into Mai in the studio and took a deep breath.

......

There was a hurried knock outside the door.

Yang Bin pulled the wrinkled shirt, tied several open buttons on it, zipped up his pants, pinched Tang Huizi's round and upturned ass and patted it hard, "go back and practice hard. Don't let me down."

"Annoying!" Tang Huizi sorted out the torn skirt. Her lip makeup had been spent. After shaking two words, she hurried out of Yang Bin's office.

Yang Bin smiled obscene and skimmed his greasy lips, "come in."

Zhang Xiaofan heard the sound of permission to enter and pushed the door open. He didn't expect that there were others in the office besides Yang Bin. He almost ran into Tang Huizi who hurried away. Fortunately, he dodged in time.

Zhang Xiaofan has long seen such things in the office. Even if he didn't see anything, even if he really saw what they did in the office, it's a normal thing. Zhang Xiaofan is only for fame and wealth. As for other people's private affairs, he doesn't bother to pay attention.

Yang Bin sat in the leather sofa and leaned back in a relaxed posture. "What's up?"

Zhang Xiaofan had a complicated look on his face. "I just got the news that the music producers contacted by Peng ye have fulfilled their promise not to write songs to Shuya. I've called them for the money they should give."

Yang Bin nodded with satisfaction. What he said above is good. It is going on according to their expected trajectory, but Zhang Xiaofan can't see happiness in his expression. There must be follow-up. He waited for Zhang Xiaofan to continue.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned, "but just now someone saw Shuya and Peng ye go to sichen media. Do you think they will ask Meng Si for help? After all, we can't control sichen's music producer."

Yang Bin thought Zhang Xiaofan was worried about something important. It was this. He laughed and the laughter echoed in the office, "you also write songs. How long have you written those two songs?"

Zhang Xiaofan thought, "for a long time, the two songs were added together, from conception to polishing, and then to later forming, for a whole year."

Yang Bin laughed even louder, "what are you worried about?"

"But..."

Yang Bin sighed softly, "I don't want Shu Ya to release the album. Didn't I crash with Huizi? I hope she will push back and release her after Huizi's album is released. But Shu Ya is too stubborn to listen. She has to release the album according to the original plan and refuses to give in. I can only do it."

Yang Bin said with a smile, "if they want to toss, let them go. It's just impossible to make an album with Huizi at the same time. I won't interfere in the rest of the time. Let them go slowly."

Zhang Xiaofan finally understood what the boss thought, explained some progress of Tang Huizi's song recording, and withdrew from Yang Bin's office.

Compared with the intrigues of adults, the little guy's world is much more simple and beautiful. As long as there is Xuanxuan, there are countless laughter.

"Xuanxuan still hasn't brought back several such big baby rabbits. Grandpa won them for me." The little guy held the white baby rabbit and showed off in front of his grandparents, "they are so big, so big."

Xuanxuan put the baby rabbit on the sofa, and then drew a big arc with her two small arms as much as possible to better describe the dolls who could not be brought back to Beidu from southern Jiangsu because there was no place to install.

Han Jun and Chen Yuehong also called Han Mo several times at home. They were mainly concerned about Shuya's father's condition. Although they were not married, they both had children. They must be a family in the future. Shuya's father is the future in laws, so they should be very concerned.

But when the little guy told Han Jun how powerful his grandfather was and how he won a lot of big bunnies for himself, he went to his mother's kindergarten alone with his grandfather. He was very happy with his grandfather. Han Jun's heart was sour.

After the little guy's description, he was a little tired and sat on the sofa eating the fruit cut by his grandmother.

Han junchong pinched the child's fleshy little face and said in a sour tone, "Grandpa is also good at throwing sandbags. Next time, Grandpa will take us Xuanxuan to the playground to win more big bunnies."

The little guy was happy when he heard that there were more big bunnies. He didn't know the careful thinking in Grandpa's heart. The chicken pecked his head like rice.