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Chapter 155 Three sentences cost 100 million

The princess smiled and said, "Lin Xi, Han Qiao and you are both lyricists I like very much. This time we meet, I hope we can be friends."

The status of the princess determines that she can do whatever she wants.

Lin Xi was silent.

At this time, Naying leaned on the sofa, smiled and said: "Han Qiao, I didn't expect you to be so good, you can write such a good song in 5 minutes. a."

Han Qiao was silent.

The princess thought for a while, but didn't make a sound.

Zhang Yadong said in a deep voice, "Sister Na, you are a big player in the music world, you should know a good song, it's not that simple."

Naying disagreed: "The song Fleeting Years is so good, Han Qiao only took 5 minutes."

"How about I give Han Qiao 10 minutes, Han Qiao?"

Han Qiao was about to speak.

Ma Jia stood up and said in a deep voice, "Sister Na, Xiaoqiao is an actor, and writing songs is just a hobby. Sister Na is a person who strives for excellence. I think it's better to hire someone else."

Jing Gangshan smiled: "Lao Na, I think it's okay to forget about it today. I will be the host another day. I will invite some good friends to talk about your songs with you."

Naying curled her lips: "Lao Jing, you said that."

Jing Gangshan pulled Ma Jia to sit down, and said with a smile, "You still don't believe me, be careful that you will cry after losing."

Seeing that it was about to be revealed, Han Qiao smiled and said, "Of course it's okay for Sister Na to lack songs, but I also have a request. I don't know if Naying can agree."

Han Qiao's words had just hit the ground.

It made people a little unresponsive for a while.

Princess Wang and Lin Xi sat upright.

Naying looked at the reactions of the crowd and knew that she had heard correctly, so she casually said, "If you really can compose a song in 5 minutes, I will promise you whatever you ask."

Han Qiao smiled: "My request is very simple. I own all the copyrights of this song. Sister Na, you only have the right to sing."

Naying thought about it, this is really ruthless, it means that all the benefits generated by this song have nothing to do with her.

However, this also shows Han Qiao's self-confidence. He is sure that this song is one of the best songs in a million.

It's so good that Na Young will sing this song without any income.

Naying sat upright, singers have famous songs, and there may not be one song in a lifetime.

If Han Qiao was really that good, he would have become the ancestor of the music scene long ago.

Smiled, disapprovingly: "No problem."

There are papers and pens everywhere in the princess's house.

Han Qiao was writing. At this moment, everyone was looking at him.

Even Lin Xi and the princess are serious.

Holding the pen, Han Qiao thought hard, pretended, and even felt a little panicked.

After about 3 minutes, Han Qiao began to write.

He writes very slowly, one word at a time, and sometimes, he even erases it and replaces it with another word.

After a song is written, the white paper is garish, and the traces of alteration are serious, even, sometimes, an entire sentence is erased.

Han Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at it, and said with a smile, "Sister Na, can you read this song?"

Before Naying could speak, Lin Xi grabbed the paper with one hand.

Staring closely at the words on the paper, Han Qiao's handwriting was not good-looking, but could be vaguely recognized. Lin Xi's voice was very soft, but it fell into everyone's ears clearly.

"silent"

"Can't help being a stubborn fish"

"Swim to the bottom of the ocean alone"

"The oath I swore when I was young"

…………

"I was condemned to be alone forever by love"

"Don't fight back, don't let go"

"The endless circle drawn by the pen"

"The Heart Can't Be Filled"

"It's you"

.........

Lin Xi's voice was very cold, and the lyrics were read out.

Naying followed, and as she continued to recite, Naying felt relieved that this song belonged to her!

She couldn't help trembling all over her body and clamped her legs tightly. This feeling of fate reminded her of "Conquer" back then.

In the middle of Lin Xi's reading, Na Ying rushed forward, snatched the paper from Lin Xi, stuffed it into her bosom cherished, looked at Han Qiao, and Na Ying's voice couldn't help trembling: "Han...Han Qiao, this song is about Do as you say, I don't want any copyright."

Han Qiao smiled and said nothing.

Lin Xi sat down, thought for a while, and said with a smile, "Han Qiao, you are the most talented lyricist I have ever met."

Han Qiao is very modest: "Lin Xi is too famous, and Mo's song is just an occasional work."

Lin Xi was taken aback, Han Qiao showed his sharpness, but he didn't feel any discomfort, geniuses have quirks, and I have them too.

Han Qiao called Lin Xi's name directly, and everyone felt that it should be taken for granted.

With Han Qiao's genius, sooner or later he will be on par with Lin Xi.

The princess swallowed her saliva indecently, and exclaimed: "Han Qiao, you are really amazing."

At this moment, Han Qiao thought of a line from the movie.

I wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but what I got in return was indifference and alienation.

Stop pretending, I have a showdown.

I'm hooked.

………………

It turns out.If you want to be respected, you must have strength.

Han Qiao's "silence" completely proved himself.

Naying's attitude is very kind. Han Qiao can write "Mo" in 5 minutes. If there is enough time, will there be more classic works?

You know, for a singer, a good song is enough to last a lifetime.

Naying is a queen in the mainland, but compared to the big names such as Princess Wang, Teresa Teng, Zhang Huimei, and Anita Mui, there is still a long way to go.

Na Young had almost thought herself hopeless before.

Now, Han Qiao let her see the future.

The princess is very indifferent, her position is unshakable, there are too many classics...

The meal was a feast for the guests and the host.

After the meal, the princess proposed to play mahjong, which is almost her conservative program.

Several people gave way, and finally, on the mahjong table, Han Qiao, Naying, Wangfei, and Jinggangshan.

After a round of playing, Han Qiao found out that the princess playing mahjong is a real thing.

Mahjong is almost covered with pulp in my hand, but it just doesn't come out.

Xie Ting crazily pretended to guide, but he didn't play any cards.

Han Qiao was drowsy.

Naying was in a hurry, urged her several times, and casually said something about Wang Fei.

The concubine was in a hurry, and the two of them blushed and almost fought.

The concubine let Naying go with an angry voice, but Naying was not used to it, and slammed the door and left.

Han Qiao stared blankly.

Zhang Yadong put his arms around Han Qiao's shoulders, saying don't panic, this is also a conservative program.

Finally, Lin Xi came to the table.

Han Qiao took a look, Lin Xi wrote the lyrics, Jing Gangshan and Ma Jia were talking about homework.

Zhang Yadong and Gao Yuanyuan nestled on the sofa watching a movie.

Han Qiao came from Chongqing, a major mahjong province, and he couldn't take it anymore, so he asked Zhang Yadong to take over.

Zhang Yadong came over stupidly: "Old Han, what's the matter, you still don't believe me when you tell me to come."

Han Qiao: "Old Zhang, come here, I'll go watch a movie."

Zhang Yadong sat down and nodded: "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it's very beautiful, you can go."

Han Qiao walked to the sofa, "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" was playing in the sea of ​​bamboo.

Chow Yun-fat and Zhang Zi are dressed in white, with light bodies, leaping on the bamboo like white cranes...

Da Meiyuan embraced the pillow, nestled on the sofa, her slender legs resting on her chin...

Maybe because she was with Zhang Yadong, Da Meiyuan didn't pay much attention to her image.

She took off her coat, and inside was a high-necked white sweater, paired with slim-fit jeans...

The turtleneck sweater outlines the curves of the figure very well. It is beautiful, elegant and generous. The beautiful legs wrapped in skinny jeans are slender and straight...

Han Qiao sat down, Da Meiyuan took a look belatedly, saw that it was Han Qiao, panicked, immediately sat upright, blushing: "Brother Han, hello."

Han Qiao didn't sit next to Da Meiyuan. The two of them were separated by two people and smiled: "Yuan Yuan, hello."

Gao Yuanyuan laughed out loud: "Brother Han, you can call me Xiao Yuan, that's what everyone in my family calls me."

Han Qiao smiled and said, "I'm 19 years old, don't call me Brother Han, just call me Xiaoqiao."

Gao Yuanyuan opened his mouth wide: "Brother Han, are you really only 19 years old?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

Gao Yuanyuan hugged the pillow, glanced at Han Qiao, and coughed: "Then you have to call me sister. I was born in 79, and I am 21 this year."

Han Qiao was kind and kind, and smiled: "Sister."

Gao Yuanyuan didn't expect Han Qiao to really call him sister, and was startled when he heard that.

The two quietly watched TV.

Gao Yuanyuan's mind is not on TV, she is very curious about Han Qiao.

Han Qiao was only 19 years old, he was a popular niche at this time, and he was so talented at writing songs.

Gao Yuanyuan thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "Brother Han, did you really come up with those songs in five minutes?"

Han Qiao looked at Gao Yuanyuan.

That boy Zhang Yadong is really lucky.

"Sister Yuanyuan, you actually didn't come up with it in five minutes."

When Gao Yuanyuan heard Han Qiao call "Sister Yuanyuan", he laughed out loud, stroked his hair, and asked curiously, "Han... Xiaoqiao, how long was that?"

Han Qiao put on a show, coughed, looked at Zhang Yadong, and whispered, "Actually, it's 1 minute."

"Hahaha..." Gao Yuanyuan didn't expect Han Qiao to be so interesting: "I found that you are not only good at writing songs and acting, but also good at speaking."

Han Qiao nodded: "Actually, sister Yuanyuan, you want to say that I have a thick skin."

Gao Yuanyuan nestled on the sofa with a smile.

Gao Yuanyuan chatted with Han Qiao...

After "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" finished playing, Han Qiao got up.

Gao Yuanyuan also got up, and after sitting for a long time, she stretched lazily.

Han Qiao looked at it, it was terrible, Gao Yuanyuan's figure was protruding forward and backward, stretching his waist to show his figure perfectly, the white woolen sweater was almost torn... Moreover, his waist was as thin as a willow.Skinny jeans hugged her hips.

Her voice was like when she just woke up...

Han Qiao calm down.

Gao Yuanyuan didn't notice Han Qiao's small thoughts.

The two chatted happily. She regarded Han Qiao as her younger brother and asked lazily, "Xiao Qiao, are you going to play mahjong?"

Han Qiao nodded: "It's okay, but the princess is too good."

Gao Yuanyuan was a little puzzled, and tilted his head: "Vegetables?"

Han Qiao smiled: "Sister Yuan Yuan, the food is just not good at cooking."

Gao Yuanyuan laughed out loud and nodded: "Sister Concubine really cooks."

The two walked to the mahjong table.

Han Qiao looked at it, no wonder Zhang Yadong was so active, he was better than the princess.

The concubine played cards slowly at most, and Zhang Yadong not only played slowly, but also had to take the cards back and look at them again.

What's even more weird is that Zhang Yadong had to ask, "What did you hit?"

The princess rolled her eyes: "Thirty thousand."

Han Qiao and Gao Yuanyuan stood behind Zhang Yadong.

The princess yelled: "I said Zhang Yadong, can you do it, can you play cards, can you let Han Qiao come..."

Zhang Yadong turned a deaf ear.

Gao Yuanyuan looked at Han Qiao, and made a decisive move: "Zhang Yadong, let Xiaoqiao come...don't hit him."

Zhang Yadong rubbed the card, reluctantly: "Old Han, why don't you go to the movies with Yuan Yuan?"

Han Qiao smiled: "It's okay, Brother Zhang, you hit you, I'll just watch here."

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Time to 1:00 midnight.
Han Qiao was sleepy.

The concubine and Zhang Yadong are still in high spirits, and it seems that the decisive battle will last until dawn.

Lin Xi didn't care much, he was writing songs rather than playing mahjong.

Jinggangshan and Ma Jia became more courageous as they fought.

Don't look at the dishes for play, they are not too small. The two couples grabbed the wool and rolled it vigorously, and put this "purchase".

Han Qiao couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to sleep on the sofa.

Gao Yuanyuan was also sleepy and saw Han Qiao sleeping on the sofa.

After thinking about it, I walked over.

The sofa in Wang Hao's house is very big, and there are three sofas in the living room.

Gao Yuanyuan found a sofa and hugged a pillow.

Yanjing has heating, and the living room is as warm as early summer.

Gao Yuanyuan looked at Han Qiao, who was panting slightly and sleeping soundly.

The only downside is that Han Qiao has a clear nose when sleeping...

Gao Yuanyuan was laughing like crazy, he didn't expect Han Qiao to have this side, looking at Han Qiao felt a little uncomfortable...

Gao Yuanyuan thought for a while, took out a piece of paper, wiped off Han Qiao's snot, smiled, and felt that Han Qiao was actually quite like a younger brother.

Lay on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

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the next day.

Han Qiao woke up early in the morning.

Sleeping on the sofa is not very comfortable, and I feel uncomfortable all over.

Looking sleepily, Han Qiao was taken aback.

On the sofa, Gao Yuanyuan was sleeping gracefully, biting his green fingers, panting slightly with his ruddy mouth, his messy long hair spread out on the sofa...

lazy, charming...

Under the white woolen sweater, the pink and tender waist can be grasped, and the two well-proportioned long legs under the buttocks are wrapped in tight jeans. Perhaps it is not peaceful in the dream, and the breathing is heavier. The two long legs are like water snakes entangled...

Zhang Yadong is the enemy of life.

Han Qiao calmed down, took a pillow from the sofa, and put it in Gao Yuanyuan's arms.

Gao Yuanyuan hugged the pillow tightly, clamped his legs, and breathed calmly...

Han Qiao turned around and was about to leave when Gao Yuanyuan's sound of getting up came from behind him.

Looking back, Gao Yuanyuan hugged the pillow, his eyes were sleepy, and when he saw Han Qiao, his rosy lips parted slightly, and he said in shock, "Xiaoqiao, why is it you, why are you here?"

Han Qiao laughed out loud.

Gao Yuanyuan panicked, looked at the clothes on his body, they were in perfect condition, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Rubbing her hair, she remembered that both of them fell asleep on the sofa at Wang Hao's house last night.

Gao Yuanyuan blushed: "Xiaoqiao...I..."

Han Qiao smiled: "Sister Yuan Yuan, good morning."

Gao Yuanyuan remembered Han Qiao's runny nose last night, and smiled happily: "Xiaoqiao, good morning."

Gao Yuanyuan tidied up his clothes.

The two walked to the mahjong table, it was already a night, and the three of them were sluggish...

The princess was almost asleep.

Only Lin Xi was sober. When she saw Han Qiao, she smiled and said, "Han Qiao, good morning."

Han Qiao nodded and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, good morning."

Lin Xi nodded.

Lin Xi put down the mahjong: "That's it for this time, I wrote well last night, I need to improve it."

Han Qiao was taken aback when he heard that, if Lin Xi was good at writing songs, Lin Xi would be full of "liver".

The princess yelled: "It's fine, that's it, you can do whatever you want, Mrs. Zhang will arrange the room if you want to sleep."

Hearing this, Zhang Yadong fell asleep on the mahjong table.

Han Qiao thought for a while and said, "Sister Concubine, I have something to ask you."

The princess was not surprised at all, she nodded: "Xiaoqiao, go and talk."

The two walked to the balcony.

Chaoyang was born, and the sun hit the eaves of the Forbidden City in the distance, shining golden.

Han Qiao said: "Sister Concubine, I would like to ask you to sing the theme song of a TV series."

The princess smiled: "That's it, no problem, you can contact Zhang Yadong, he will arrange it."

"Han Qiao, I'm a little sleepy. I'll go to bed first. Mrs. Zhang has arranged breakfast at home. You can do whatever you want."

"If you have nothing to do today, just play here. I will wake up in a while, and we will continue."

"Zhang Yadong is so good. Playing cards with him is more torture than singing."

The princess complained.

Han Qiao didn't expect the princess to be so addicted to mahjong.

After the princess left.

Looking at the Forbidden City in the distance, Han Qiao thought to himself that he would also buy a house in the future.

Not for anything else, just to open the window and see the Forbidden City.

(End of this chapter)