Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 125
The troop sympathy performance on the National Day has come to a successful conclusion. No one has too much energy to care about the lost back of a loser. The object of everyone's concern will always be the winning side of the strong.

Shen Changle was in the lounge, and after receiving more than 20 rounds of various actors and singers, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Those who can perform here are actually top-notch actors in the country. As a newcomer, Shen Changle is naturally willing to be friendly and try to maintain a good relationship.

Teacher Guo Taoer once said: "Multiple friends, many roads; many enemies, many walls." Although Mr. Guo himself did not do it, and many walls can be paved into the Three Gorges Dam, but this sentence itself is still not true. faulty.

Everyone had a friendly py wave, and dared not say anything else. With a business card and contact information, at least one by one, you can borrow a lot of money. (￣y▽￣)~*
Shen Changle stretched his waist and said: "Phew... It's finally over", let's go, Brother Hou, let's ask Master Hou Sanye to have dinner?My stomach is empty. "

"Let's go, I don't care if you treat me." Hou Zhen said lazily on the chair beside him.

Shen Changle said solemnly: "Actually, I think the Mala Tang in the alley downstairs is good. It tastes authentic. It is said that it has been open for more than 20 years."

"Just tell me if you're stingy, don't you just think it's cheap there? Anyway, we are now a little famous, plus my third uncle and old couple, do you think it's a suitable place?"

Hou Zhengeyou slumped on the chair, squinting at Shen Changle and couldn't help complaining.

Shen Changle shrugged and spread his hands, "Then what can I do, we performed outside for nearly two months, but we didn't pay a penny for the performance."

"I'm not like you, brother Hou. My family eats a lot of sugar cakes and buys two, eats one and throws one away."

Hou Zhen said with disgust on his face:

"Just pretend to be poor for me. Didn't you miss the group chat of the third team of Deyun Club? That day, your white, rich and beautiful friend drove a 500 million Ferrari to pick up your topic. We discussed it one night."

"I heard that not only the third team, but also other teams have spread the word. Chang Le, you are now a man of the hour in our Deyun Club."

"Wow... trough..."

Shen Changle said speechlessly: "I'll just say why the gang from Deyun Club call me brother whenever they talk to me these two days, and they want to make friends with me..."

"The motives of these bastards are too impure. I will deal with them one by one when I go back."

"What's the matter, who is Chang Le trying to deal with?" The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Hou Sanye and Master Shi Fukuan walked in and asked curiously.

Shen Changle said awkwardly: "It's okay, I was just talking with Brother Hou about where we should go for dinner, I'm treating you."

Hou Zhen smiled and said: "That's right, Chang Le said that he can eat whatever he wants, and high-end restaurants are not too expensive."

"I'm right, aren't you Chang Le?" Brother Hou had a smirk in his eyes, like a big fat fox that stole a chicken to eat.

Shen Changle said rather painfully: "That's right, it's rare to be happy today, what do Master Hou and Master want to eat?"

After the grassland incident, Shen Changle was finally caught by Brother Hou, and this time he won a victory.

Just kidding, the old couple Hou Sanye and Master Shi Fukuan still couldn't bear to open their mouths when they saw Shen Changle's pitiful expression.

It was still Master Yu Qian, the mutton restaurant that brought Shen Changle to eat for the first time, Shen Changle has also become a frequent visitor here, and usually comes here to satisfy his cravings.

There is no way that the hot pot in the imperial capital, whether it is the traditional copper pot or the spicy pot in Sichuan Province, after all, few can compare with the mutton of Shen Changle's hometown.

A plate of mutton slices was put into the pot, as if it had melted, and only scattered minced meat was left after two chopsticks were picked up.

In such a big environment, to have a few traditional hot pot restaurants, to keep the mutton sources only in Mongolia, and to stick to hand-cut mutton slices is definitely not forgetting the original intention, and sticking to the tradition.

A plate of mutton is neat and tidy, the length is not bad, and the texture is clear when the pieces are folded in half.

After boiling water in the copper pot, put the mutton oil into the pot to enhance the flavor, and then start cutting the mutton, the chopsticks are slightly scattered, the mutton changes from red to pink, and from powder to color, and it is ready to eat in less than half a minute.

The fresh and fragrant mutton slices are gently immersed in the unique northern soul dipping sesame sauce, which adds a bit of thick and mellow.

The temperature outside is gradually getting cooler, and the copper pot in the house is steaming, which is definitely a great enjoyment in autumn and winter.

When the four of you were eating in full swing, Shen Changle's phone rang untimely.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar call, Shen Changle frowned and answered it:
"Hello, is this Teacher Shen Changle?" A polite female voice came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Changle also said politely: "Hi, I am, what can I do?"

"I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Han Feier's manager. We want to ask you for a song. I wonder if you have any songs suitable for popular female voices?"

"The price is easy to negotiate, as long as it can reach the quality of "My Dream", we can charge the highest price in the market."

Shen Changle said flatly: "Sorry, I don't have any new songs recently."

"Mr. Shen, who has nothing to do, we know that you still own the copyrights of songs such as "My Dream" and "Red Ling". Look at this buyout or authorization..."

Shen Changle said: "I'm sorry, I won't sell that copyright either. If I have any ideas in the future, I'll contact you at that time."

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to feel the refusal in Shen Changle's tone, and she didn't say anything more in embarrassment. After saying a few polite words, she wanted to hang up.

"Please wait a moment, may I ask, how did you get my phone number?" Shen Changle asked curiously.

The woman on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "We also got the contact information from the singer who is also performing at the show just like you through many relationships."

"You are now a favorite in the music circle. Many singers and musicians are very envious of the music in your hand, and the works that may not be released yet."

Shen Changle scratched his head speechlessly and said, "No way, I'm just a cross talk actor, and I just sang two random songs and became a favorite?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Shen, you are too modest. Your recent works are still on various music charts."

"If you have music pieces that you want to sell, you must first think about some of our family's Han Feier." The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little more relaxed.

At the very least, this means that the one who called me was the first one to call. If my own artist can't get it, the same goes for other artists.

Shen Changle said: "Well, okay, I still want to thank you for liking my song, if there is a chance in the future."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Changle couldn't help groaning inwardly. If it was true according to what the agent on the other end of the phone said, then I would not be able to eat a solid meal today. I had given many people contact information at that time! (; ̄д ̄)
(End of this chapter)