Chapter 151

Listening to this beautiful song, Zhang Shaohan gradually forgot all her thoughts, and even lost her mind.

The lyrics of this song are what she wants to say, which is a portrayal of her state of mind.

She had thought about writing it, but she couldn't do words or songs.

Xiaoshan accurately grasped her soul and presented it perfectly.

And the lyrics are so romantic and the tunes are so beautiful, just like a natural work of art.

When the song stopped for three breaths, she reacted and said excitedly, "brother Xiao, thank you for speaking my heart."

"Don't thank me." Xiao Shan smiled, "remember, this is your own song, which has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Shan just told the truth. This is really Zhang Shaohan's main song. It has nothing to do with him.

But Zhang Shaohan was dull, with tears like water. An idea flashed in her heart that Xiaoshan was going to push me to the altar. Is it a bit old-fashioned if I say to promise each other by example?

Then she quickly cut off her wishful thinking. Xiaoshan didn't show any ambiguity, and she could only be Xiaoshan's God to worship.

In particular, Xiaoshan gave her a dream like a gift from God.

A singer who can write songs has a completely different status from a singer who can only sing.

"Brother Xiao, I will live up to your expectations. I will try my best."

Zhang Shaohan said excitedly that she didn't say no. that's not her real idea. After all, a song is nothing to Xiaoshan, but it is too important to her. She kept Zhang gengyu's words in mind and wanted to be herself in front of Xiaoshan.

"Well, how did you sign the contract with Zhang gengyu?" Xiao Shan asked again.

Zhang Shaohan hurriedly said, "in the ten years of signing, the revenue was 19% in the first year, increased to 28 in the second year, and finally increased to 91."

This is a common practice of record companies. After all, the promotion cost of new singers in the first year is the highest, so record companies take the lead. If you are a famous singer, it is naturally another algorithm.

"It's different now. You are a strength singer. Let him increase the proportion. Tell him yourself and he will agree." Xiaoshan said faintly.

He doesn't want to repay his efforts on Zhang gengyu.

"OK." Zhang Shaohan is a little shy and has a weak voice. Xiao Shan seems to promise that she will continue to write songs for her in the future. Is it all her own?

If it doesn't mean that to yourself, what does it mean?

She almost wanted to be brave, but her mouth was frightened again. With her 158 height, 80 kg weight, her appearance was not outstanding, her wealth and status were not, and the gap with Xiaoshan was too far.

Moreover, with Xiaoshan's status and strength, it's too easy to support a younger generation. Maybe it's as important as Mount Tai in my opinion. In Xiaoshan, it's just willful and effortless.

With this in mind, she restrained all her beautiful thoughts and began to sing invisible wings.

With the wild Uygur in her blood, she sang without scruples and tension, as if she were performing in front of her relatives. She was wrong, but she was naughty and stretched out her tongue, which made Xiaoshan laugh.

In an hour.

Xiao Shan said, "you sing very well. That's it today. Go and have a rest."

Then he got up and went into the bedroom.

Jiang Liangqing followed him into the bedroom. He wanted to protect Xiaoshan step by step.

Zhang Shaohan stood there in a daze and thought to himself: here today, will there be a new song tomorrow?

This happiness comes so violently. If there is a song of this grade every day and she can release an album in seven days, she is the eldest sister in the singing world. No one can shake her status.

She was like a soul detached. I don't know how long it took before she remembered that she should go back to the dormitory.

But just as she was about to get up, the door opened and Zhang gengyu came back.

Seeing Zhang Shaohan's red face, Zhang gengyu jumped in his heart. Can't it be that? But since that's what, why is she sitting outside?

Zhang Shaohan greeted him with joy and said with a smile:

"Boss, I wrote a song and sang it to you?"

what the fuck! Zhang gengyu stumbled. Can you write songs? Why not before? You will when Xiaoshan comes?

But he naturally wouldn't reveal it. He just sighed in his heart. Zhang Shaohan was really a lucky general. He hurriedly said, "then sing to me."

Zhang Shaohan immediately sang the invisible wings.

After listening, Zhang gengyu's eyes straightened and surprised: "Shaohan, you write so well, invisible wings, it's so appropriate. This song is enough to establish your position in the singing world!"

Zhang Shaohan smiled proudly. After all, she was only 20 years old. There was no city as deep as Zhang gengyu.

She didn't know what Zhang gengyu said was appropriate, which meant that Xiaoshan was Zhang Shaohan's invisible wing.

Zhang Shaohan asked with a smile, "boss, am I an original singer now?"

Zhang gengyu heard the string songs and knew the elegance. He immediately said bluntly, "of course, in the future, your commission will be 50-50, increasing by 10% every year until September 1."

Zhang Shaohan is a little surprised. The salary is much higher than those original singers.

But she immediately understood that Zhang gengyu knew that it was Xiaoshan's song. Since Xiaoshan was so enthusiastic about her, Zhang gengyu's promotion cost was very low. According to the original share, it was to treat Xiaoshan as a fool.

Zhang gengyu understood that it was useless for Zhang Shaohan to be satisfied with this share, but Xiao Shan had to be satisfied.

If Xiaoshan asks Zhang Shaohan to terminate his contract, he will lose his temper and lose tens of thousands of yuan at most. But Xiaoshan didn't do that. He just asked him to improve the treatment of Zhang Shaohan. This is a win-win thing. How can he not be interested?

The next day, in addition to eating, Xiaoshan watched the news in his bedroom.

In the evening, Zhang gengyu went to the banquet again. He could have pushed it off, but he still went to give Zhang Shaohan a chance to "create".

And Zhang Shaohan cooked a sumptuous dinner himself, which was not repeated yesterday.

Xiaoshan took a chopstick and put it into the import. He immediately praised: "Shaohan, it seems that you were hidden yesterday."

Zhang Shaohan hurriedly explained: "brother Xiao, yesterday's time is not enough. This peanut pig's feet need to be stewed with soy sauce, rice wine and a variety of traditional Chinese medicine materials over a low fire for a long time."

"Well, pig's feet have the effect of beautifying the face. Most girls like to eat them most." Xiao Shan said with a smile.

Zhang Shaohan immediately said wrongfully, "they did it to heal you."

"Well, I can't let you cook for nothing." Xiaoshan picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

Zhang Shaohan was elated and said happily, "this is three cups of chicken."

"Three cups of chicken?" Xiao Shan has never heard of this name.

"Three cups are a cup of sauce paste, a cup of rice wine and a cup of black sesame oil. The chicken is pickled with onion, ginger, garlic and soy sauce paste for 24 hours. Put the pickled chicken into the oil pan and fry it until golden. Then fry the garlic petals and chicken into the pot with sesame oil, fry it again, and finally add three cups of sauce. Moreover, there is a special spice of Taidao - the nine layer tower."

Zhang Shaohan explained proudly.

Xiaoshan nodded. It seems that Zhang Shaohan has really got the true story.

Jiang Liangqing said with a smile, "President Xiao can eat more. The nine storey tower can be used as medicine. It has the effects of relieving wind and relieving exterior, removing dampness and calmness, promoting qi and blood circulation, detoxifying and detumescence. However, it is not unique to Taidao. It is found in tropical areas of Asia, Europe, Africa and America, and also in the south of the mainland."

Zhang Shaohan gave Jiang Liangqing a white look and dared to dismantle Miss Ben's platform. I said what happened to Taidao?

Grandma, if she wasn't sure she couldn't beat Jiang Liangqing, she wanted to kick him.

Xiaoshan smiled, "no continent can make the taste of Shaohan, which is unique."

Jiang Liangqing looked, come on, you are willing to be cheated, when I didn't say. He bowed his head to eat.

Zhang Shaohan immediately bent his eyebrows and eyes and flushed his cheeks: "brother Xiao, you should eat more."

The bell suddenly remembered that Jiang Liangqing walked away with the phone.

This move makes Zhang Shaohan angry again. She knows that Jiang Liangqing is not avoiding Xiaoshan, but avoiding her.

After a minute, Jiang Liangqing came back and sat down, but said, "President Xiao, do you need a life secretary?"

Xiao Shan immediately understood that this was a high-level arrangement. He asked, "is there a suitable one?"

"Yes, she'll be there soon," said Jiang Liangqing.

Zhang Shaohan disdains it in her heart. Will she arrive soon? How did she get in?

As soon as the thought fell, there was a knock at the door.

Zhang Shaohan was stunned and hurried to open the door.

Outside the door stood a beautiful woman in black business clothes, with long hair and shawls and a slender waist, which was unbearable to hold, setting off an arc like the wine gourd of Tieguai Li, which hit Zhang Shaohan's thin body.

She hates Jiang Liangqing even more. Why does she use such a goblin as a secretary?

The goblin just nodded at her, then walked in gracefully, came to Xiaoshan, sat down and said gently, "President Xiao, my name is mango."

"Ha ha." Xiao Shan couldn't help laughing, "that's a nice name."

Zhang Shaohan sat down angrily and felt that he had lost all his scenery. He muttered a local saying: "hold back the immortal public step (don't be a trickster)."

Xiaoshan and Jiang Liangqing didn't understand, but mango smiled and replied in local dialect: "tile seedling cutting (I don't know)"

Zhang Shaohan's feeling is stifled. Speaking Mandarin well is not equal to a passer-by.

Xiao Shan got a headache when he saw their faces and hurriedly said:

"Haven't mango eaten yet? Try Shaohan's craft. Most people can't eat the rice cooked in the next day."

"OK." Mango smiled. She had eaten, but she still picked up chopsticks and ate with the three of Xiaoshan.

After dinner, Zhang Shaohan didn't clean the table. He just looked at mango. The meaning was obvious: aren't you a life secretary?

Mango got up with a smile, cleared the table and washed the dishes.

Xiaoshan smiled at Shaohan and said, "I'll teach you a new song, Aurora."

"Ouye!" Zhang Shaohan cheered loudly, especially toward the kitchen, and then ran to the wall to take off his guitar.

Xiao Shan took out his pen and paper, wrote down the lyrics and gave them to Zhang Shaohan. He took over the guitar and sang.

The mysterious Arctic Circle, the top of Alaska, whose face appears on the horizon of the Cape.

Suddenly, in that distant place, I saw the bright spot of lovers' happiness.

The soul is calling, singing old, strange and familiar songs.

The sky is smiling and my world is shining.

Love is a light, so wonderful, guiding the future we want.

This song is much more difficult than invisible wings. After Xiao Shan sang it again, Zhang Shaohan said he didn't remember it. He sang it again.

Mango came over, sat down and listened silently. Her heart slowly floated with longing.

Maybe you should also look for the eyes of your lover?

But where is this man?