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"I should ask you for advice more." Jing Fan said, she looked up at Song Han with a smile in her eyes.

Before Song Han could ask her what she meant, the person in front of her had already walked around to the other side and got into the car.

As the car drove away from the bustling third district, Jing Fan leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

"Why did you come here alone?" He Cheng frowned and asked her.A place like the third district is really not suitable for them. The last time I brought her here, it was considered crossing the line.

"It's annoying to be alone." Jing Fan replied.

He Cheng glanced at her, sighed helplessly, and asked, "What did Zhang Yu do? You didn't suffer, did you?"

"I'm going to pour water on my head," Jing Fan replied, thinking of Zhang Yu, he seemed to be less annoying, "Then I splashed it on my head, and threatened her without doing anything."

"I heard from Zhou Yu." He Cheng looked forward, "You are right, she should be cleaned up."

"Don't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" Jing Fan joked.

She was willing to joke, and of course He Cheng would accompany her, "After all, he is someone my mother doesn't even bother throwing a check."

Hearing him repeating this sentence, Jing Fan coughed in embarrassment, now thinking about what he would say, it is so shameful...

"The bloody rich drama is harmful." He Cheng sighed with a smile.

"Shut up." Jing Fan glared at him. "By the way, are there any liberal arts students in your student union who want part-time tutors?"

"Tutor?" He Cheng was puzzled, "Why?"

"Bei Xiaochi is looking for a tutor," Jing Fan replied, "Last time I heard you say that someone in the student union has a part-time job, so I asked her for it." In order to train himself, senior He took on several jobs, English class representative, monitor, The president of the literary club, the president of the student union, it's all him.

"Oh..." He Cheng thought for a while, "I'll go back and ask."

As soon as Song Han walked back to Chihuang, he was stopped by someone. It was Blaker's captain, Situ.

"Boss Song!" The stage was raving, and his voice was a bit inaudible.

"Situ?" Song Han turned around.

"Yes, we have a new song, does Boss Song have time?" Situ smiled brightly, he was really a clean and big boy.

Song Han raised his eyebrows, "Come with me."

"Okay!" Situ jumped excitedly, turned around and called the rest of the band.

There is a rehearsal room on the second floor of the bar, which is not as quiet as the third floor, but it is spacious and clean, with all the facilities.

The meaning of Chihuang's existence, from the very beginning, was not to sell wine to make money.

Blacker has a total of five people, lead singer Situ Zhao, bass Xiaotao, drummer Lao Wang, guitar Da Wu, keyboard Chang Fei, the oldest Lao Wang, who is only around [-] this year, the others are young people in their twenties, bass girl Xiaotao , only nineteen this year.

Song Han folded his arms and leaned against the mirror behind him, watching the five people opposite him stand up according to their positions and start getting ready.

Situ Zhao took a deep breath and gestured behind his back.

Drums, guitar, bass, keyboard, bursting melody, ushered in the first climax when Situ Zhao opened his mouth. I have to say that this is a good song.Song Han raised his lips slightly, not hiding the approval in his eyes.

Situ Zhao didn't miss Song Han's eyes, he was excited, but he didn't make a mistake.

"How is it? Boss Song?" After singing a song, he asked Song Han panting.August was almost over, but the weather didn't cool down at all, but within two or three minutes, his back was soaked with sweat, and his half-worn T-shirt was stuck to his body.

"You wrote it yourself?" Song Han straightened up, took two steps forward, and asked.

"En!" Situ Zhao straightened his chest confidently.

"Okay," Song Han glanced at their entire band, "I'll let Tan Chen arrange it and let you guys know when it's confirmed."

The joy of the five people was beyond words.

"Thank you, Boss Song!"

"The song is well written." After Song Han finished speaking, he turned and walked out, "If you want to use the rehearsal room, you can come during the daytime, and you can have a chat."

When Tan Chen came to Chihuang three years ago, he was just a half-grown child in rags, but Song Han insisted on turning him into the current Brother Chen.From the resignation of employees to the arrangement of the band's performance, most of them are in charge of the conversation, and she is happy at leisure.

"Boss," Tan Chen went to sit next to Song Han in the corner, "How about Blaker's song?"

"That's right." Song Han took a sip of the white water that Tan Chen handed over, "Seeing how the scene was going, add a few more games for them."

"Instead of anaerobic?" Tan Chen asked, following Song Han's eyes subconsciously, he glanced at Lin Xiangxi who was wiping glasses at the bar.

Anaerobic has actually not played a few shows in Chihuang, but their songs are really good, and they can mobilize the atmosphere of the scene. If the lead singer didn't try his best, they would definitely become popular.

But Song Han wasn't feeling sorry for the anaerobic.

People who don't love themselves will always kill themselves in various ways, even if those things are not discovered, they can't go long.

She was just thinking about a possibility.

In the rehearsal room just now, Situ Zhao lowered his head and gestured behind his back. Old Wang hardly raised his eyes, and followed his instructions.

The whole song was smooth and stunning, but Song Han could tell that it was not their original arrangement.This is the tacit understanding of the band, a high degree of coordination developed through long-term running-in.For a moment, that scene reminded her of another scene.

And the last time when she was on the stage, Jing Fan asked her, "What's the name of your band?"

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