"Huang yin?"

Fang Xiaole felt that the name was a little familiar and couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

"Huang Yin nominated the best new singer last year. You may have heard her song."

"Oh, I remember."

"Teacher Fang really knows Huang Yin. It's quite predestined. In fact, Huang Yin also likes your songs."

Chen zhislightly said with compliment: "I don't know if teacher Fang has a new creation recently. We can..."

"Sorry, agent Chen, I'm about to get on the plane. I'll talk next time. I'm sorry, thank you!"

But before Chen Zhi finished, Fang Xiaole hung up the phone.

Zhang Zhiqin looked at Fang Xiaole strangely: "brother Fang, our flight hasn't arrived yet. Why do you say we're boarding soon?"

"A sales call. There's no need to tell him more."

Fang Xiaole said calmly.

Fang Xiaole really remembered who Huang Yin was.

He has nothing to do during this time, so he goes to the microblog of Lin Yao and Tianhai company to have a look at Lin Yao's video and comfort the hungry

No, it's to soothe the gloomy mood of not seeing each other for so long.

Lin Yao and Huang Yin's fans can be seen fighting from time to time in Lin Yao's microblog comment area.

After understanding, Fang Xiaole knew that Huang Yin was Lin Yao's competitor. They sang similar songs and competed for many resources.

It is said that Huang Yin seems to be the driving force behind Lin Yao's being "hacked by the whole network" some time ago.

This is the guy who almost led Lin Yao to jump out of the building for short-sightedness. How can Fang Xiaole tell them more?

It's good to hang up politely!

Yunhaitai, Studio 2.

Huang Yin, who was making up in the lounge and preparing to record the flower show, glanced at Chen Zhi in the mirror and asked:

"Why did you hang up so soon?"

Chen Zhi shook his head: "Fang Xiaole said he wanted to catch the plane, so he hung up."

Huang Yin is in a hurry. She raises her hand and pushes aside the makeup artist who is painting her eyebrows. She turns her head and stares at Chen Zhi:

"Did you lie to me again? Don't forget, you haven't swallowed the last thousand needles! "

Chen Zhiyi stood up and calmly said, "last time I didn't lie to you, I did send a microblog."

"You..." Huang Yin pointed to Chen Zhi, finally put her hand down, and then said:

"Did Fang Xiaole promise to write songs for me?"

After the fire of Lin Yao's new album, Huang Yin, who couldn't see Xiaole, the grass-roots creator, finally realized that the quality of Fang Xiaole's songs was so high.

So she urged her agent Chen Zhi to find Fang Xiaole's contact information and want to establish a relationship with Fang Xiaole and grab this excellent creator from Lin Yao.

Chen Zhi used his contacts at Apple station to get Fang Xiaole's mobile phone number, so he had the call just now.

But unexpectedly, the first communication with Fang Xiaole was not ideal.

Chen Zhi said helplessly, "before I started talking, others hung up."

Huang Yin frowned and said, "how could this happen? A popular singer like me took the initiative to find him to write songs. He should be happy. Has Lin Yao bought his next song at a high price in advance? "

Chen Zhi thought and said, "it shouldn't be so easy to create a song. Fang Xiaole just took out three top works. It's impossible to write good songs all at once."

"That makes sense." Huang Yin is also half a creative singer. She nodded when she heard the speech, and immediately urged Chen Zhi:

"Then call him again. You must buy Fang Xiaole's next song before Lin Yao!"

Chen Zhi glanced at Huang Yin and thought to himself, who was dismissive of Fang Xiaole when I reminded you of his existence?

However, she didn't say anything to stimulate her, but advised:

"More haste, less speed. Your first task is to record the flower show. This program has the potential to become a popular program. This may be a good opportunity for you to improve your popularity."

Huang Yin stared and was about to speak. The deputy director called her at the door to record the program. Huang Yin had to say to Chen Zhi:

"I don't care. In short, I'm going to decide Fang Xiaole. You must grab him from Lin Yao!"

Then he walked out of the lounge, his face immediately filled with a modest smile, and said to the deputy director, "brother Li, I'm sorry to have waited so long. Let's go."

Two hours later, a small airport in a County near nanshuangbanna.

Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin walked out of the airport and saw the ethnic customs completely different from Jiang Rong.

There are no high-rise buildings, no eight lane wide highway, and lush tropical plants on both sides of the road.

Most importantly, many beautiful women dressed boldly stood by the roadside and warmly greeted the passengers. Zhang Zhiqin's eyes were straight.

When a beautiful woman in a navel revealing dress saw the two, she immediately came up and said in Mandarin with a strong local accent:

"Where are you going? Take our car. "

Her mouth called them "handsome", but her eyes only stared at Fang Xiaole

Fang Xiaole looked at the mobile phone map and asked, "are you going to Miao Village Road? How much is it? "

"Where did you go?" The navel exposed beauty stretched out three fingers: "thirty."

Fang Xiaole nodded: "OK, where is the car?"

"Come with me, right across the street." The navel exposed beauty was very happy and pointed to the front.

"Hello, beauty. What's your name and phone number, please?" Zhang Zhiqin wanted to chat up, but the other party just smiled and waved his hand.

After rejecting Zhang Zhiqin, the navel exposed beauty immediately reached out to help Fang Xiaole carry her luggage: "brother Xie, let me help you."

Zhang Zhiqin: "

Soon, the navel exposed beauty took them on a tricycle. The driver was a black, short and thick man. She said to the driver:

"Husband, they go to Miao village."

Black Dwarf nodded, started the tricycle without saying a word, and set out with the two people.

Zhang Zhiqin looked back and stood at them - in fact, she was only attacking Fang Xiaole - the navel exposed beauty who smiled and waved, and her mouth seemed to have just had a sour lemon.

"Shit, why does such a beautiful woman marry an ugly man? I'm so handsome, but I'm still a single dog? "

Without waiting for an answer, Zhang Zhiqin turned his head and asked strangely:

"Brother Fang, why do you keep reading this wechat, Liu Xiang... Is this your girlfriend?"

From before getting on the plane to now, Zhang Zhiqin found that Fang Xiaole was looking at his mobile phone from time to time, as if waiting for someone to send him a message.

He looked at it secretly. The wechat contact was called "Liu Xiang". His name seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Nothing. Just look around."

Fang Xiaole calmly put down his cell phone and turned to point out of the window: "the scenery over there is good."

Zhang Zhiqin looked down his finger and said strangely, "there are also cars and roads over there. Where is the scenery?"

......

At the same time, at the gate of the small airport, the navel exposed beauty found three guests again.

All three are female guests.

One of them has a slim figure and gentle temperament. Even with sunglasses, he can see that he is a real beauty.

"Three musty girls, where are you going?" She came forward and asked.

"Go to Miao village." Said a middle-aged woman with short hair.

"OK, please follow me. The car is over there." The navel exposed beauty pointed to another tricycle opposite and took the three people across the road.

"Sister Yao, let me help you." The three had a lot of luggage. The girl with some baby fat on the other face wanted to help the gentle woman carry things, but she was refused.

"It's all right, Fangfang. You've taken so many things."

The three got on the tricycle. The navel exposed beauty said to a black, tall and thin driver, "husband, they go to Miao village."

The driver nodded and stepped on the accelerator. The tricycle made a sudden sound, carrying Lin Yao, Fang Fang and Mo Yan.