Reborn Martial Son-in-law

And this time, Fang Yang's singing also created the largest online volume in the live broadcasting room, reaching 8 million. To know that the regular anchor, can have a number of 300000 people to watch, it is already a very bad thing.

A music producer lived in Linhai. As soon as he saw the video, he rushed over and Fang Yang left.

"Who knows where to find Mr. Fang? He offered a reward of 500000 yuan and knelt down to ask for the address of Mr. Fang's family. "

The people in the studio didn't leave. When the students saw the news, they also said, "Mr. Fang's sister is in our school. I can help you to ask."

"Damn it! And this? Sister, I'll give you a million dollars. You can ask for Mr. Fang's address for me. "

"I'll give you two million!"

"Don't bother upstairs. Mr. Fang said that he didn't need money. Did his sister still send you this money?"

When the students came out of the meeting hall, they met Meng Yuhan, and quickly chased after him and asked, "what about Mr. Fang, Mr. Meng Yuhan?"

"Brother Yang is back. What can I do for you?"

"Nothing, just a few musicians want to buy the copyright of those two songs, so they want to ask Mr. Xia."

Meng Yuhan quickly contacted Fang Yang. Fang Yang said boldly: "what copyright? I don't want it. How much is that? Tell them that my copyright is free, and no one can charge the audience any fees in any name, or I will sue him until he goes bankrupt. "

Everyone in the studio has heard. How rich is Mr. Fang? With the popularity of these two songs, we can definitely get hundreds of millions of copyright fees.

Meng Yuhan also couldn't help but smile and walked directly to the dormitory, no longer taking care of the rest of the sand sculpture netizens.

As soon as Fang Yang returned home, he was surrounded by people.

What do you want

Han Qianling looked at Fang Yang affectionately. He had never seen that Fang Yang was still so talented.

Wang Zixin looked at Fang Yang with a charming face and lowered her body slightly. Who knows that this guy sings very well and is still so emotional.

"President Fang, people have not heard the song in front of you. Don't you plan to give our sisters some welfare?"

Zhao Qingwu hastened to answer and said solemnly, "sing the two songs you just sang once again. There is a piano at home, and we are your audience."

"Well, so many people have shown their faces just now. Do you have to hold a concert for you when you go home? You have to pay me for the ticket. "

Zhao Qingwu and others listen, suddenly some unhappy.

"Mr. Fang, if you don't even want the copyright fee, how can you care about our ticket price?"

"It's not the same. Those people are watching my first show. What you're looking at is a replay or a live replay. It's a lot of effort. "

Wang Zixin listened and took out a large amount of cash directly from his pocket and handed it to Fang Yang. He pretended to be angry and said, "is that enough?"

Fang Yang quickly shook his head and said with a bad smile: "your tickets are not money. One person offers a kiss. Tonight I sing to the top of my voice, OK?"

Wang Zixin did not hesitate at all, but rushed up directly. He took a mouthful on Fang Yang's face and asked smartly, "is that enough now?"

Fang Yang quickly nodded, or prince Xin put open, these women are still hesitating.

Han Qianling breathed a deep breath, but also came up to kiss Fang Yang.

A Jiao and a Yan look at each other, but also go to Fang Yang and divide Fang Yang's face equally.

Fang Yang couldn't help feeling proud. He felt that his life had reached the peak and his life had reached its climax.

Zhao Qingwu hesitated for a moment, but also rushed up to Fang Yang's forehead and gave a kiss. She turned around shyly and didn't dare to see Fang Yang.

"Hahaha, since you are all so conscious, I will show you a good hand in front of you."

Wang Zixin laughs and stealthily takes out her mobile phone and turns on the live broadcast. She doesn't even bother to take the title.

"What are you doing? We can't shoot live performances, otherwise we will be blocked by people every day in the future

"Don't worry. I'll only play the piano and you. You can sing quickly."

"That is, are we not allowed to make friends?"

Fang Yang shook his head helplessly. The network is a double-edged sword, good and bad.

Soon, the number of people in Wang Zixin's live room began to increase.

"Damn it! It turns out that Wang and Fang always live together. It's a blessing. "

"What is this doing? Will Mr. Fang have a live performance after he gets home? "

"Mr. Fang suffered, but I also want to live your life."

That night, a video of Fang Yang's performance at the drama academy made headlines.

As for the previous headlines, anyway, there are some things without nutrition. What is left for?The next morning, the two songs sung by Fang Yang were sent out by the music company for the first time. Before noon, the number of downloads had exceeded 60 million, and they are still growing.

Microblog, the major music producers have given the two songs praise, after all, so many people like, who dare not spray black death.

Linhai drama academy also named and praised them for this, and two Inspirational Songs instantly became popular.

Even in the evening's news broadcast, Fang Yang has been on fire in China, and his fame is close to the king of heaven.

Although online speculation is more and more popular, but Fang Yang does not care about these things at all, but continues to live the original days.

Many entertainment companies want to cooperate with Fang Yang, but as soon as they think of each other's identity, they dream of giving up the idea.

They own an entertainment company. Even if they sign up, how can they sign contracts with other entertainment companies?

Ye Jia, ye Bufan and others looked at the latest news, and their faces were also black.

This Fang Yang is now more and more famous. It is not so easy to attack him again.

"What shall we do, cousin?"

Among the Ye family, Ye Yan's hatred for Fang Yang is undoubtedly the heaviest, and he is very upset when he is in the limelight.

Ye Bufan sneered twice. The more famous a person is, the more things he carries.

It's not hard to stink a person. This time I'll let you experience the feeling of falling from the top to the bottom.

"Zhang Jiao, I'll leave it to you if you want to stink his reputation to me anyway."

The mysterious man around ye Bufan nodded and left. Naturally, he understood what his eldest Master said. Fortunately, we have made arrangements in advance, which is more than enough to deal with a Fang Yang