Chapter 111 Finalizing the Song

Back on the first floor, when Li Fan saw Zhang Han holding Mengmeng, he greeted him with a little excitement.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, hello, hello." Li Fan stretched out his hands enthusiastically.

"Yeah." Zhang Han pulled out a hand and shook him.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I didn't know what you like when we first met, so I bought some fruit." Xue Qian raised the fruit bag in his hand.

"Put it over there." Zhang Han nodded and gestured to the coffee table on the side.

"Fruit, Mengmeng wants to eat a little bit." Mengmeng said, waving her small palm.

Ziyan especially likes to eat fruit, she would eat some every day when she was in North America, Mengmeng has been eating it since she was a child, she also loves fruit.

But since being with Zhang Han, the frequency of eating fruit is very low, because Zhang Han plans to plant fruit trees by himself, and he can't look at the fruits outside.

The profit of the fruit market is also very large, and there are many ways in it. Not all fruits are as nutritious as the description. Take apples as an example. Many apples on the market have pesticides in their skins. It cannot be removed by washing.

So, those organic fruits, cultivated without pesticides will be ridiculously expensive, but not all of them are authentic.

But you get what you pay for, and there is some truth to this saying after all.

Zhao Feng, who was standing next to him, heard that the little princess ate fruit, so he quickly took the fruit bag from Xue Qian's hand, and went to the kitchen, found the fruit plate and washed some of the grapes, bananas and other fruits in it.

This kind of behavior is really like a waiter in a restaurant, and more importantly, this kind of behavior belongs to "respect" in Zhang Han's eyes.

People respect me one foot, and I return others one foot. Although Zhang Han never said anything about all these things, he will see them in his eyes.

After Zhao Feng washed the fruit, he put it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Papa, Papa, let Mengmeng down, Mengmeng is going to eat some fruit." Mengmeng writhed in Zhang Han's arms after seeing her, she looked really cute.

Li Fan and Xue Qian were overjoyed when they saw it, and they both sighed again and again:

"Mr. Zhang's daughter is really beautiful."

"yes,

This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful little girl. "

If she had praised twice before, then Mengmeng would have happily said something to the two of them, but now the little princess's attention is all on the fruit, and after being placed on the ground by Zhang Han, she ran over with her calves.

Zhao Feng pondered for a while, thinking that the boss might be discussing something with someone, so he considered whether he should avoid it, but the curiosity in his heart forced him to sit on the sofa.

"That...Mr. Zhang, we..." Li Fan pondered for a while, wanting to get straight to the point and talk about the song.

But Xue Qian interrupted directly: "It's really not easy for Mr. Zhang to make such a high-level song. I think he has a very high attainment in music."

"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded lightly.

But there's still a hint of... weirdness in my heart.

It stands to reason that he is just a "song porter" for this song. He wrote songs that have not come out in advance, but people still praise him in front of him. This feeling is quite interesting.

"Well, I think there are some small details that I want to communicate with you. How about we find a recording studio and listen to it?" Xue Qian said in a questioning tone.

"No, just sing here."

"Ah? Here?" Xue Qian was taken aback for a moment, then said hesitantly, "How do you sing here?"

"Put on the music, you sing it once, and I'll just listen to it." Zhang Han said casually.

"This..." Xue Qian smiled wryly, and said, "That's fine."

After speaking, he took off the hat on his head.

This made Zhao Feng, who felt a little familiar when he heard his voice, recognize it all at once.

'Xue Qian? why did he come here? It seems that he is looking for the boss to study songs. Could it be that the boss knows how to play music? '

Zhao Feng glanced back and forth at Zhang Han and Xue Qian with somewhat surprised eyes, but then he felt a little relieved, and shook his head with a smile, feeling that he was making a fuss.

"The boss's piano skills are so strong, he must know music..."

Zhang Han took Xue Qian and Li Fan to the notebook counter, turned on the notebook computer, and played the accompaniment.

"Should I just sing a cappella like this?" Xue Qian asked suspiciously.

In the recording studio, you can hear high-quality sound sources. If you sing like this, some small details will not be displayed well, and he feels a little awkward.

"Ok."

Seeing Zhang Han's gesture, Xue Qian nodded helplessly, cleared his throat, and said, "Then sing like this, boss, wait a minute, I'll make some preparations."

Zhang Hanwen turned off the background music.

"Ahem, um..." Xue Qian began to find the feeling of this song.

At this time, apart from Mengmeng eating the fruit in small bites, Zhao Feng was also staring at this side with curious eyes.

He has already realized that the boss wrote a song for him, and he is still a little curious about the level of the song.

Finally, a minute later, Xue Qian said in a slightly deep voice, "Let's get started."

Zhang Han played the accompaniment, the background music came from the high-quality speakers, and a heavy piano prelude sounded.

"Simply speak in a simpler way, and please omit the progressive emotions. You are not an actor, so don't design those plots."

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any. The first sentence sung makes Zhang Han nod slightly, and the singing is endowed with a strong emotional tune.

Gradually, Xue Qian lost himself in singing, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing and interpreting the beauty of this song.

"Actually, I'm the only audience in the audience. In fact, I can also see that you are a little bit reluctant. The scene is also used to us pulling back and forth, so you don't care about anything."

"Actually, it's not necessarily inseparable. In fact, the most feared thing in a relationship is setbacks. The more the scene gets to the next scene, the less you can cry. Is it worth it?"

"The me who should cooperate with your performance..."

A song, except for Zhang Han's calm expression, everyone else has been intoxicated by it.

Pulling the heartstrings, this is the charm of the song.

The best dance music can let people release their wildness, and the melodious music can make people relax physically and mentally. At this time, this piece of actor is a melodious music with deep and strong emotions.

Li Fan had already closed his eyes to feel it, and Zhao Feng's eyes were a little dazed. Even the little princess put down the grapes in his hand at this time, and looked at Xue Qian who was singing with big eyes flickering.

Gradually, a song ends.

No one spoke within ten seconds after the end, and they were all intoxicated by the aftertaste of the song.

"Papa papa..."

Zhao Feng came back to his senses, couldn't help applauding, and praised: "Not bad, really good, Mr. Xue sang very well."

"Thanks for the prize." Xue Qian smiled heartily, and bowed his hands to Zhao Feng.

"I don't know the meaning of the song when I first listen to it, but I am already the person in the song when I listen to it again. The longing in the song is still there today, and I don't see the person in the dream. The artistic conception of this song is really amazing and fascinating." Li Fan opened his eyes and looked at the Looking at Zhang Han's gaze is nothing but admiration.

Being able to make such a classic song is enough to show how accomplished Mr. Zhang is in music.

Even at this time, Li Fan's expression became a little more respectful, and he felt that Mr. Zhang deserved his respect.

"It sounds good, it's awesome, my little brother is amazing." Mengmeng couldn't help but say a word of praise.

"Thank you for the compliment." Xue Qian smiled kindly at Mengmeng.

"Hmm, it's just not as good as Mama's singing. My Mama's singing is, uh... the best in the world." Mengmeng said with a serious look in her big clear eyes After one sentence, he continued to sip grapes.

In the heart of the little princess, Ma Ma is the best at singing, Papa is the best at cooking, and there are many others.

"Hahaha..."

Her words drew laughter from the others.

Li Fan and Xue Qian didn't think much about it, they just thought it was Mengmeng's admiration for Mama, but if they knew that the little princess' Mama was Zi Yan, they would probably be shocked for a while.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you think?" Xue Qian looked at Zhang Han and asked, with anticipation for the comments in his eyes.

"No problem, this is your song." Zhang Han smiled faintly.

This is his song, of course there is nothing wrong with singing it, but this sentence made them understand that this song was specially written by Zhang Han for him, which made them feel a little excited.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Zhang." Xue Qian nodded repeatedly, and asked again: "Then, is there any difference between what I sang and what you thought?"

"There is no difference, it has been shown very well."

"Then let's talk about the cost of the song." Xue Qian glanced at Li Fan.

Li Fan understood, and took the words and said: "This is Mr. Zhang, this song is very suitable for us, so we made a compromise on the price..."

"No, that's the price." Zhang Han shook his head directly.

Writing songs and letting songs come out in advance is just for the sake of listening to these music while cooking.

As for making money? Zhang Han never thought that even if he wanted to make money, Zhang Han would not use such a curvy and troublesome method.

So for the price, I just randomly asked for a hundred thousand.

And the 100,000 yuan, in Li Fan's opinion, is super profitable, but the quality of the song is very good. He was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, so the two discussed and decided to raise the price before they came. Han refused, Li Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Han shook his head directly and said, "Needless to say, this song is yours if you pay 100,000 directly."

As soon as this came out, Li Fan and Xue Qian looked at each other.

They found that Mr. Zhang didn't seem to care about fame and fortune. You must know that if this song becomes popular, Mr. Zhang will get a lot of shares.

"Mr. Zhang, listen to me." Li Fan smiled wryly, and said, "That's right, I came up with two ways to sign a contract, one is 100,000 yuan, share the contract, and the other is 200,000 yuan to buy out the song. What do you think?"

"Then two hundred thousand." Zhang Han replied very simply.

"Okay." Li Fan nodded in a daze. How did he think the business was decided so quickly here?

So Li Fan started the transaction process, but the signatures were all signed by Zhao Feng. Zhang Han went directly to the sofa and played with Mengmeng. Judging by his expression, he really didn't care about this matter. It made Li Fan feel very awkward.

Negotiating a contract is either a hidden murderous intention, or it is a joy, but here, why is he a little bit ignorant. (God-level dad..106106235)--( God-level dad)