My ex is a queen, I'm on fire

"I haven't figured it out yet."

Tian Qiushi rubbed her smooth chin, then blinked at Chen Wenhan: "Mr. Chen, although I participated in the Youth Song Competition of China TV last year, so far I haven't had a song that really belongs to me."

"Can you write a song for me?"

"Then, I will sing the new song you wrote in the promotion competition!"

Tian Qiushi's little calculation made crackling sounds.

But after hearing her words, He Yiling and Feng Yu, who had the same appeal and thought, looked at Chen Wenhan curiously, wondering how he would react.

"It's not bad to write songs."

"I usually only write songs for my own company's artists, though."

Chen Wenhan shrugged with a smile.

"It's no coincidence, I don't have an agency!"

Tian Qiushi smiled: "Why don't Teacher Chen sign me directly!"

"Mr. Chen, I don't have a brokerage company either, sign me too!"

He Yiling hurriedly agreed, she certainly didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Seeing that both of them were in high spirits, Chen Wenhan smiled and waved his hands: "I don't care much about the signing of artistes by the company, how about this, you can add my company's artist director later."

For Mahjong Entertainment to become bigger and stronger, it is true that fresh blood is needed, but Chen Wenhan is not willing to do such things as negotiating contracts with artists. After all, Mahjong Entertainment's "deed of sale" is more ruthless.

Therefore, Zhang Facai has to do this job, professional people do professional things.

And Chen Wenhan is still very satisfied with the personal conditions of He Yiling and Tian Qiushi. Newcomers like them who want to be good-looking, good-looking, and capable are only a song or two away from being well-known by the audience.

For other entertainment companies, the most difficult thing is actually just one or two songs.

There is a saying in the circle: gold is easy to get, but golden songs are hard to find.

It is enough to show the preciousness of good songs, and it is precisely because of this that king-level composers like Chen Wenhan are so valuable.

"Zixuan, what song do you want to sing for the next promotion competition?"

Chen Wenhan looked at Li Zixuan again. Although she couldn't see, she was well taken care of by her sister Li Zimo. There were cooked mutton and vegetables on the plate in front of her.

After so many years, the two sisters have cultivated a tacit understanding. Li Zixuan can skillfully put food into her mouth, so she ate this hot pot quite comfortably.

"I want to sing "Leap"."

Li Zixuan announced the title of the song, which is a golden song of a certain rock band.

"It seems that Zixuan likes rock and roll very much."

Li Zixuan sang a rock song in the group competition, and she also sang a rock song in the promotion competition. Obviously, she has her own preference for rock.

Chen Wenhan was quite surprised by this. He thought that a blind girl like Li Zixuan would like lyrical songs, but he didn't expect her to like rock and roll.

"When I sing rock and roll, I will find a different me."

Li Zixuan said quietly.

Since she was born blind, her life was defined early on. Her parents wanted her to learn Chinese massage, but Li Zixuan was particularly interested in music since she was a child. Her superhuman hearing also made her extremely sensitive to melody and rhythm.

Later, her sister gave her a clarinet, and it was this short clarinet that made her embark on the road of music. Later, she taught herself guitar and electronic organ.

When she was in a technical school for the blind, she was able to perform on stage. In order to help her sister fulfill her music dream, her sister Li Zimo even accompanied her to participate in various music competitions and won many awards.

But being born blind, she will inevitably be ridiculed, excluded and treated unfairly.

Perhaps because of these experiences, Li Zixuan gradually fell in love with rock and roll later on.

"What about Zhenzhen, have you decided what to sing in the promotion competition?"

Chen Wenhan asked Yu Zhenzhen who was sitting next to him.

"not yet."

"Because I wasn't sure if I could advance."

Yu Zhenzhen shook her head lightly.

Unlike everyone who was able to talk and laugh happily while eating and chatting, Yu Zhenzhen seemed out of tune with the other people in the box. She was not used to such an environment. She was excluded because of her family background since she was a child, and she never had so many friends.

She has never had such a dinner party experience, and she is very uncomfortable with all this.

"Is there any direction for song selection?"

Chen Wenhan asked again.

"I want to sing a song to my dad, but I haven't decided which one to sing."

Yu Zhenzhen said in a low voice.

In this time and space, there are quite a few songs about fatherly love, and there are a few of them that are more widely sung. Yu Zhenzhen should still be thinking about which one of them to sing.

"Well, that's a good idea."

Chen Wenhan nodded slightly, and instinctively ran through the songs about fatherly love in his mind, wanting to find a song for Yu Zhenzhen to sing directly.

There were two songs that came to his mind immediately, one was "Father" by Chopsticks, and the other was "Prose Poems Written by Father" by Xu Fei.

The two songs have their own advantages and disadvantages. Although they both sing about father's love, they have different starting points.

Chopsticks' "Father" is full of emotions, and it is a work that is easy to vent emotions.

And "Prose Poems Written by Father" is a rare and good work with delicate emotions, cutting into the theme and emotion from the content of the diary.

From the point of view of interpretation, Yu Zhenzhen is more suitable for "Prose Poems Written by Father", but the lyrics of this song do not fit her situation. It is impossible for Yu Zhenzhen's father to keep a diary and he does not have a wife.

On the contrary, the lyrics of "Father" are more suitable for her situation, but the chorus part of the song "Father" is very high, and it is not easy to sing.

We enjoyed a hot pot meal, chatted about music, and then talked about our lives. The time passed quickly, and it was already past zero when the show ended.

Everyone stayed in the hotel provided by the program group, took three taxis and walked back together.

Soon the taxi that Chen Wenhan took stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Because he drank a few bottles of beer with Feng Yu, Chen Wenhan was dizzy, but he vaguely saw a familiar figure at the corner next to the hotel entrance.

The night wind was very cold, and the old man curled up and sat on the side of the toll booth in the parking lot. He kept looking at the hotel entrance, obviously waiting for someone.

In the car with Chen Wenhan were Feng Yu, his wife and Zhang Xiaomei, and now Jiang Ling also helped Feng Yu out of the car.

"Sister-in-law, help Lao Feng up first, I still have something to do here."

"Well, Mr. Chen, you should also go to bed earlier. Old Feng hasn't had a drink for a long time, and he drank a little too much today."

At this moment Feng Yu was almost leaning on his wife, it could be seen that he had indeed drunk too much.

"Little brother, help send my friend up."

There was a security guard on night shift at the door, Chen Wenhan immediately waved to him, and tipped him fifty yuan by the way.

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, I will definitely send the person there!"

The security guard smiled happily. Chinese people rarely have the habit of tipping. Fifty yuan is quite enough for him to buy a few packs of cigarettes.

"Teacher Chen, it's actually not necessary."

Jiang Ling didn't expect Chen Wenhan to be so caring, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Go upstairs and rest!"

Chen Wenhan waved his hand, and the security guard tactfully put up Feng Yu's arm and dragged him into the hotel lobby.

And Chen Wenhan went straight to the toll booth in the parking lot.

"He should be waiting for Zhenzhen."

Zhang Xiaomei, who had followed the old man during the day, naturally recognized him long ago.

"It must be!"

Chen Wenhan nodded, and he was already in front of the old man while speaking.

"Mr. Chen, why hasn't my Zhenzhen come back?"

"She's not in any danger, is she?"

The old man asked with a worried face.

"She's right behind, she'll be there soon."

"Well, you come up with me and wait."

Chen Wenhan didn't want He Yiling, Tian Qiushi and others to know about Yu Zhenzhen's situation for the time being, so he wanted the old man to go up with him first.

"No, no, as long as Zhenzhen is safe."

Hearing that his daughter was fine, the old man showed a naive smile: "I took a look at Zhenzhen from a distance and went back. I didn't want her to know that I was here."

The place the old man chose was very secluded, and people who went in and out of the hotel couldn't see him if they didn't pay attention.

"All right!"

"Then you go back early."

Chen Wenhan didn't want to forcibly change anything, he just gave an order and prepared to leave.

At this time, the old man suddenly asked: "Mr. Chen, is Zhenzhen doing well?"

"Can you win?"

Hearing this question, Chen Wenhan faltered slightly, and said affirmatively: "Zhenzhen performed very well, don't worry, she will win!!"