The opening of China Entertainment Group gave Jay Chou a head-on confrontation

Chapter 549 Dad, can you sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?
It would be a waste to not use it. SHE won't be able to sing these songs themselves in the future anyway, as their former record company HIM Records has strict control over them.

"Isn't it said that it's hard to ask you to write a song? Why does it seem like it's not difficult at all to me?"

In the crew of "Writing Poems for You", Qin Lan, who had already finished filming all her scenes in this MV today, stood up from the ground, patted the dust on her butt, and looked at him curiously.

It is said in the circle that it is difficult to get a song for Zhou Yi, so the number of times people have to ask Jay Chou, Wang Lihong, Tao Zhe and others to write songs for them has increased. In the eyes of the record companies, these three are considered to be lower-level substitutes for Zhou Yi.

Oh, and perhaps we should also add a newcomer who also became famous through the Book of Changes - Lin Junjie from Singapore.

This guy is also a good composer. He wrote Wang Xinling's hit song "When You" which became popular in Taiwan, Mainland China and Hong Kong this year. If we add in the song "Remember" which was selected by Zhou Yi for Yanzi and some songs he wrote for Adu, he can be considered to have risen strongly.

“Is there a possibility that asking me to write a song can be extremely difficult if it’s difficult, or extremely easy if it’s easy?”

Putting the Nokia in his pocket, Zhou Yi turned around and leaned against the piano, pressing the keys a few times, and said with a smile: "You know, I'm not interested in money. I only write songs based on favors."

Qin Lan rolled her eyes and made a contemptuous gesture towards the man.

During the days of filming the MV, she returned to the capital from Shangrao. After getting to know Zhou Yi, she no longer suppressed her Northeastern girl personality: "Only you can say that. If someone else said that, they would be criticized to death."

With the money Zhou Yi earns now, even if he retires where he is, he will have enough to live on until the next life.

One billion, 1 billion. You can’t spend it all in your lifetime.

What's more, there is more than 1 billion yuan in Zhou Yi's account.

"That's not the case. The main reason is that making songs takes time. If it's not for personal connections, it's better to have more fun than to waste time making that little money."

Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders with his arms folded across his chest, tapping the wooden floor with his toes: "Making songs is troublesome."

"You are so powerful that you have the final say."

Qin Lan patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder and invited him, "Today is the final day, don't you have a final day party to send me off?"

"Come on, you're just filming a movie, and you still have a wrap party."

Zhou Yi sneered and retorted in a Northeastern accent.

Apart from anything else, the Northeastern dialect is really contagious when passed from person to person.

During the days of filming with Qin Lan as the female lead, she simply publicly taught Zhou Yi a few words of Northeastern dialect, but she ended up changing the speaking style of the entire crew, so that now when Zhou Yi is with her, he always speaks in Northeastern dialect to make people laugh.

From the perspective of an outsider like Zhou Yi, this dialect is purely a comedic dialect.

"Damn, are you so stingy? I wanted to see if I could be on the Warner Love Story series after you held a wrap party for me."

Qin Lan's brows were full of teasing: "You don't know how popular this concept is on the Internet. Tianya Forum has directly opened a special topic "Warner Love Story" with you as the protagonist, focusing on collecting the love stories of you, the Warner Emperor, and related actresses as archive materials."

"Why are you writing the Emperor's Diary here?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows unconsciously, his eyes wrinkled into different sizes speechlessly.

Qin Lan smiled coquettishly: "Hey, you are right.

"It's just that the number of names of concubines listed in the diary is still mostly foreign, which leads many people to think that you are bringing glory to the country. To be honest, Zhou Yi, this is the first time I've seen someone with so many scandals still receive such positive comments."

If a male star is often involved in scandals, but he only involves female stars from his own country, he is somewhat of a bully.

But if a male star has more scandals and women abroad than at home, most passers-by will give him a thumbs-up and say that he is bringing glory to the country and injecting Chinese genes into foreign female stars.

This is the reality, and it has never changed even in the era of mobile Internet.

Zhou Yi raised his head proudly: "As long as I am already a ruin, there will never be a house that can collapse." You are still proud, am I praising you?
Qin Lan slid her fingers to the man's chin, narrowed her eyes and said jokingly: "That's not necessarily true. If I tell everyone right away that you are actually a virgin, wouldn't your reputation be ruined?"

"It's without any evidence, how can you prove it? Be careful or I'll sue you for defamation." Zhou Yi raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of a smile, unmoved.

"Tsk, what a pity. I was thinking if I could get a title in your song to increase my popularity at no cost."

The woman looked regretful, then smiled and said, "It looks like there's no hope."

"You still want me to write you into my song? You're so bold, aren't you afraid that your future boyfriend will get jealous?"

"That's true. Everyone has a youthful past. Look at Tao Zhe's "Melody". The whole country knows that this song is about his ex-girlfriend Melody, but she is still fine. She is still dating a billionaire."

Qin Lan was somewhat emotional when she said this. She put her hands on the piano, stood side by side with the man, and then teased: "My requirements are not high. If you really want to write a song, remember to write a simple song. It is best to write a song that is not complicated and not difficult to sing.

"This way I can order songs when I go to KTV, which will make me look very proud."

Zhou Yi glanced at her and said, "You haven't even started yet, and you're still picking on me?"

"You won't let me do it even in my dreams, right?" Qin Lan replied openly, "After filming the MV with you this time, I might even quit the industry. What am I afraid of?"

She was ultimately touched by her parents' phone call on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and had been preparing to return to her hometown to find a class to attend these days.

And now that you are ready to quit the circle, your mentality will naturally be much more normal when facing Zhou Yi again.

In this world, not only men are lustful, women are too. As the saying goes, you never know how proactive a girl will be when she becomes lustful.

Appearance is justice, and Zhou Yi’s personality is not bad either.

Young, rich, and full of vigor, Zhou Yi is undoubtedly a big shot that Qin Lan will never meet again. The filming of this MV is over. If she doesn't take the opportunity to experience the life of the day, there will definitely be no chance in the future.

If it were a game, then "I have slept through the Book of Changes" would be considered an achievement.

He is the top figure in the Chinese music scene and the emperor of Warner Records.

"That's a nice thought." Zhou Yi sneered: "Do you think you're acting in a Qiong Yao drama?"

"Don't tell me, the character I played, Zhihua, was the one who slept with the Fifth Prince through sheer tricks."

"Forget it, you know nothing about painting. At most, you are just a painting hung on the wall with no one paying attention to it. Don't take Qiong Yao's evaluation seriously."

"Oh. So..."

Qin Lan tapped a few notes on the piano keys, and the intermittent tune of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" sounded. She stood on tiptoe, raised her head and leaned close to the man's ear, and whispered softly, "Daddy, can you sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?"

"..."

The heat from her breath lingered around the man's earlobes, and few men could resist that delicate call.

Zhou Yi, who had been disdainful before, was silent for a while. Faced with the opposition of his little brother, he finally had to change his decision and expressed his approval of her scheming.

"I take that back."

"What?"

"If you were a painting, it would definitely be a Van Gogh painting, the kind that countless people would want to marry."

(End of this chapter)