Shenhao started from setting up a street stall

Chapter 352 The Birth of the Divine Comedy
It turned out that it was a message from the management of Huiyue Entertainment that had just been obtained.

Huiyue Entertainment Company, which has just changed coaches, after the original chairman of the company resigned, the board of directors called to ask Su Han when he would take over.

According to the usual practice, Su Han stated that he would not interfere in the company's affairs, and would only accept the company's profits and dividends, and let them take care of the rest.

The people in the company did not expect that Su Han would delegate power so generously, and they admired him so much.

After arranging the work, Su Han returned home, and just after relaxing, he received the prestige letter from Mu Qinglan.

As time went on, their relationship became more and more profound. It wasn't like they just broke up and chatted on prestige again.

"Are you home?" Mu Qinglan sent a message with a cute expression behind it.

"Just got home."

Su Han replied with his mobile phone in one hand, and took off his coat and hung it on the hanger with the other hand. Feeling Mu Qinglan who was a little clingy, he smiled unconsciously.

"Then why didn't you send me a message?" Mu Qinglan complained coquettishly, with a humming expression.

Su Han gave a helpless wry smile, this little girl likes to express herself too much when talking about prestige.

"I just walked in the door, I didn't have time."

"Didn't they leave the hotel at the same time? How could it be so late?"

"Are you fooling around?" Mu Qinglan asked continuously, typing fast, Su Han generally didn't like typing, and usually spoke.

"Didn't I say that my job is to set up a street vendor? I went to work just after we separated."

"Ok."

Su Han seemed to have remembered something, and sent Mu Qinglan a message without any hassle.

"Aren't you a singer, what's new recently?"

When talking about music, Mu Qinglan was extremely depressed. She was worrying about this matter. She hasn't released any new songs recently, and her work is a bit stagnant.

For celebrities, especially those who are singers, the most important exposure rate is their works. It has been a long time since they have released works, and their popularity has declined a bit recently.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have time to paint at the ancient mansion, but I'm glad I went to paint that day, otherwise I wouldn't have met the Prince Charming in my heart.

"No, I'm worrying about this too, I feel like I'm going to pass..." Mu Qinglan complained with an innocent expression.

Su Han had just acquired the skills of a musical genius, and when he saw Mu Qinglan worrying about it, he decided to compose some good songs for her.

"By the way, I have a friend who also plays music and writes songs. Why don't I ask him to compose a few for you?"

"Writing a song is not a short-term thing. Sometimes inspiration is needed." Mu Qinglan didn't delve into Su Han's words, thinking that he just said it casually.

"It's okay, I'll ask for you." Su Han replied bluntly.

"Okay." Mu Qinglan agreed helplessly.

Even if you can write a song quickly, it doesn't necessarily mean good music. Even if the song is good, it may not be suitable for her. Too many factors affect it, so Mu Qinglan just said it casually.

The two didn't chat for a while, Su Han asked Mu Qinglan to rest, so that he could have time to write the song.

Mu Qinglan, who was driven to sleep by Su Han, was a little depressed, and wondered if she had offended him.

Su Han put down his mobile phone and took a shower. He sat in the study with a relaxed body, and seriously conceived a song suitable for Mu Qinglan.

He himself didn't know that Mu Qinglan liked the type of music, so he wanted to make a few more styles.

There are many elements involved in this, no matter the lyrics or the music, all of them can be easily grasped after obtaining the music ghost skill.

After a while, ten songs were produced, which is enough to release an album.

Styles range from pop to rock.

Considering that Mu Qinglan loves ancient culture, Su Han also specially composed an ancient song as the title song.

After finishing writing, I checked the time and thought it was too late, so I planned to send it to her tomorrow.

The next day, Mu Qinglan received a prestige message from Su Han after lunch, and she clicked on the message with a smile on her face.

I just clicked on it, and the phone was still a little bit stuck, and the amount of information was a bit too large. After a closer look, it turned out to be the score of ten songs.

At first, Mu Qinglan had forgotten that Su Han said that he would ask his friend to compose a song for her last night, but unexpectedly, it was only one night, and it was completed, and there were a total of ten songs.

This efficiency was too high. Thinking of Su Han's concern for her affairs, Mu Qinglan felt warm in her heart, but she also expressed doubts about the quality of the song sent in a hurry.

Since it was Su Han's wish, Mu Qinglan would naturally take it seriously, and she was shocked when she saw it.

The songs that Su Han posted can be said to be high-quality ones, and any one that he sings to an unknown singer can make him an instant hit.

This shot is ten classic songs, and Su Han is too generous.

And Mu Qinglan sang it roughly, and found that every song was very suitable for her style, especially the ancient song Qingfeng, which she couldn't put it down.

After watching the song, Mu Qinglan was stunned for a long time, then seemed to think of something, put on her clothes, grabbed her mobile phone and rushed to the company, calling the musician in the company halfway.

After Mu Qinglan arrived at the company, the musicians in the whole company had been waiting for a long time.

Among them, Mu Qinglan's queen musician, seeing her anxious face, joked: "Qinglan, what's going on, I think you're so anxious."

Mu Qinglan took a breath: "You are all well-known and well-known musicians in the industry. I called you here so urgently today. I have a few songs to show you."

"I thought what was going on, it's just a few songs, is there some kind of divine comedy?"

"Yeah, it's too much of a fuss."

After listening to Mu Qinglan's words, all the musicians present complained.

Mu Qinglan didn't refute, she called her assistant and asked him to print out the song that Su Han sent her with his mobile phone.

Then, a copy was sent to the group of musicians to watch.

At first, the musicians who got the sheet music didn't care much, but as they read on, their expressions gradually became serious.

Classics, classics, every song is an incomparable classic, the musicians present became more and more frightened, and the movements of their hands became faster and faster as they flipped through the score.

After reading it quickly, all the people present were silent. Who is this author?
After they checked the score and found that all ten songs were written by a writer named "Mei", excited discussions erupted in the office.

"Who is this great master? Qinglan, you want to show us this master." Mu Qinglan's royal musician said to her excitedly shaking the score in his hand.

(End of this chapter)