Chapter 67 Review

"You pay the salary?" He Wei's expression eased, then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Xiangxiang.

Yun Xiangxiang: 囧o(╯□╰)o

"I'll work hard to make money..." Moaned feebly.

Although Dingshe's endorsement fee is high, half of it is given to the company and He Wei. This is the difference between having a brokerage company and not having a brokerage company.

Her total assets are only 15 million now, and the remaining salary of "Justice and Unselfishness" that has just arrived today is also included.

Then he had to pay Alley and Song Qian 2 million each, as well as her team, and 20 million owed to He Wei.

In an instant, I felt that I was getting poorer and poorer.

"Junior Sister..." Xue Yu winked at Yun Xiangxiang, pointing at Ai Li and Song Qian.

She thought for a while before she said to Ailey: "Ailey, if you know someone who wants to settle down without causing trouble, please introduce someone to my senior brother. Don't worry, he is different from me. Very rich!"

Yun Xiangxiang didn't want to trouble Song Qian, Ai Li was different, she wasn't from the Song family, so there must be friends in their circle. It's just that this kind of people are in the circle that Yun Xiangxiang can't touch.

"Okay, I'll help you get in touch." Alley agreed.

"Junior Sister, I have a concert next month, how about you being my special guest?" Xue Yu immediately reciprocated.

Xue Yu is a master of both music and film development. He sings very well. It is hard to get a ticket for every concert, and many media reports and attention. If he is a special guest, the attention will be very high.

"Okay, tell me in advance what you're going to do then." Yun Xiangxiang agreed.

"How about your singing? It would be best if you could come on stage and sing with me." Xue Yu asked hurriedly.

"I don't know either..." Yun Xiangxiang was not a singer in her previous life, but she didn't know it very well in this life, and she didn't seem to sing much in her memory.

"Sing a few lines and listen." Xue Yu said.

All of a sudden everyone looked at her, Yun Xiangxiang was not stage fright, she thought for a while and wanted to sing a few lines of Xue Yu's song:

fallen angel

Who sees through her dance

fly over evil discrimination

please read her gestures

The stage is soaked in blood and tears

...

Yun Xiangxiang's voice was ethereal and clear without any impurities, but what she heard was the sound from bones, which was different from what others heard. After she finished singing, she looked at them with some trepidation: "How about..."

"It sounds good, my sister sings really well." Yunlin took the lead in applauding.

"It's very contagious." Song Qian also agreed.

"How can you sing the song "The Poem of the Black Swan"..." This is one of Xue Yu's famous songs just debuted.

It has been many years. At that time, he wanted to be a singer, but no one liked him. Later, he entered Huanyu Century and became He Wei's artist. He Wei told him that only those who are strong enough are qualified to pursue their dreams .

He Wei pulled out all his thorns and polished him to a mellow shape. Everyone thought that he debuted as an actor and only developed songs later, but it was not the case.

Xue Yu wrote this song in a rather depressing situation at the time, and the inspiration came from a little girl who was forced to learn ballet.

He saw with his own eyes the little girl's toes turning over and over again, like an auger trying to penetrate the ground with all her strength, no matter how much blood shed or how painful it was.

The original low and sad melody was sung by Yun Xiang, but it had a different feeling, as if the light seeping from the darkness broke the original darkness, it seemed that all the pain was to welcome the dawn, Full of vigor and hope.

"Then you can sing this song together."

He Wei also heard this feeling, and felt that Yun Xiangxiang's cover of this old song would really shine in his eyes, sublimated from accusation to inspiration.

"Junior Sister, do you want to sing? Senior Brother will write the lyrics for you." Xue Yu asked.

Yun Xiangxiang shook his head: "There is a specialization in art, no matter whether I have talent or not, if I don't have this heart, I won't have enthusiasm, and I won't take it seriously. Besides, I haven't even made a name in the film industry now, so don't aim too high."

"Your junior sister is better than you." He Wei hit Xue Yu mercilessly after hearing this.

Xue Yu: ...

He has become a picked child!

Can they both be the same?

Yun Xiangxiang obviously liked acting more, and he liked singing since he was a child. Songs are his true love. Acting is from being forced by reality at the beginning to being responsible and serious as a job later.

"Think about it, dinner is ready." Ke Ke, who was helping in the kitchen, shouted.

Everyone went to wash their hands immediately. Fortunately, the dining room in her house was not too small and could seat so many people.

After the meal, He Wei told Yun Xiangxiang that he was going to take a promotional photo of MR the day after tomorrow, and after talking about the upcoming arrangements, he took Xue Yu and Ke Ke and the others and left. The kitchen and the house were cleaned up by Ke Ke and Wang Yong. .

Yun Xiangxiang was tired for so many days, and after finishing his homework with Yunlin, he took a shower and went to bed.

Early the next morning, she and Song Qian sent Yunlin to school, and Song Qian sent her to find Song Mian.

The car drove for more than two hours, and the closer it got to this direction, the fewer and fewer people were there. When passing by a guard, Yun Xiangxiang saw Song Qian showing a certificate, and drove for more than ten minutes from here before arriving.

It turned out to be going up the mountain, and the scenery along the way was really beautiful.

The car stopped in front of a quaint big iron gate, and looking in from the window, it turned out to be all ancient buildings.

"This is..." Yun Xiangxiang had a guess.

"The Song family." Song Qian whispered to Yun Xiangxiang, "This is not an old house. The old house is in Suzhou. But both the young master and the master live here."

"Miss Yun, please follow me." Song Yao actually waited for her at the door in person.

Yun Xiangxiang got out of the car in silence, and followed Song Yao, who was smiling kindly, into the car.

There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, corridors and backs, waterside pavilions, and cross bridges lying on the waves.

One tree, one tree, one flower and one grass, exquisite and elegant.

The filming location of the costume drama in the previous life is more real and smooth, and being in it, there is really a feeling of traveling through the millennium.

Song Mian was waiting for her at the door of an antique pharmacy. He was wearing a moon-white gown today, and the cuffs had exquisite dark patterns outlined by gold threads.

Tall and tall, with picturesque eyebrows, like a banished fairy in a painting.

Behind him are majestic cornices, and on both sides are elegant green bamboos.

A rock is as independent as a lone pine, and as towering as a jade mountain is about to collapse.

There is a mysterious and profound aristocratic aura about him, which is the essence of a nobleman that has been lost in this era.

"I, didn't I come for a reexamination?" She always thought that she should go to the hospital.

"I'll review it for you." Song Mian smiled, and her purple-black eyes were unparalleled.

Song Mian didn't use any instruments, but took her pulse personally, and then there was nothing else.

"That's it?" It was completely different from what she thought, she still thought about tossing around all day, with various instruments on her body!

I created the lyrics myself. I think it’s a bit awkward to find ready-made ones and put them in novels, not to mention infringing on others, so don’t worry if the writing is not good.

ps: think about only focusing on acting, not developing singers