Vice President Sun glared and curled his lips, "Haha, do you know what the concept of a 50 million yuan worth? We in China do not have such an existence."

If it weren't for the Qinghe Cultural Festival, major companies were rushing to compete for celebrities, and with Yuan Huanhuan's value, it would be worth at most one or more than one.8 million.

As for Zhao Ying, a newcomer who has just debuted, not to mention 50 million, even 5 million cannot reach it.

"Then let's wait and see!"

Qin Yan asked Zhao Ying to prepare. When Yuan Huanhuan finished singing, it was her turn to appear soon.

"Huanhuan!"

"Huanhuan!"

"Huanhuan!"

At this moment, the audience cheered enthusiastically.

In Qinghe City, Yuan Huanhuan still has a lot of fan base. In addition, Mr. Ji has found a lot of nurseries and is shouting at the verge of excitement. The scene is very hot.

Yuan Huanhuan walked onto the stage and wore a white long dress.

She signaled to the audience, smiled sweetly, said a few words, and thanked President Ji for his support, which was an invisible publicity.

Next, the music started.

Yuan Huanhuan held the microphone and started singing.

Clear voice.

Soothing rhythm.

A faint tone.

This song is Yuan Huanhuan's famous song. It has been widely circulated in Qinghe City. Some viewers even hummed it, which shows how popular it is.

The song ends!

The audience was intoxicated and applauded and asked to continue singing.

Yuan Huanhuan bent down to thank him, sang another cheerful song, and then slowly walked off the stage.

"Look, this is a star!" Vice President Sun shook his head secretly. He had no hope for Zhao Ying.

After a while, President Ji smiled and walked over with Yuan Huanhuan.

He said to He Xiuyun: "Mr. He, I don't know how Huanhuan sang, is it worth five million?"

He Xiuyun was speechless. The high-spirited audience's mood has shown that Yuan Huanhuan's popularity has played a great role in promoting Mr. Ji's company.

"It's unbearable!"

Just as Mr. Ji was proud, Qin Yan's voice sounded.

Yuan Huanhuan's face turned cold and she said angrily: "It's all now, but you still dare to pretend. OK, then let's see the best on the stage and see what you have."

As he said that, Zhao Ying stood up.

The host has reported the show, and it is her turn to go on stage.

"Don't be nervous, just perform normally."

Qin Yan gave a few words of advice, Zhao Ying nodded and walked directly to the stage, and the audience frowned.

"Who is this person?"

"Why have you never seen it?"

"Which company invited me is too expensive, right?"

...

Zhao Ying said a few opening remarks: "Long-headed guy, my name is Zhao Ying, a contracted artist from Longteng Film Industry. He was invited by Hongjiang Group to participate in this Qinghe Cultural Festival, and next I will present a song to you."

Longteng Pictures?

Hongjiang Group?

Everyone was surprised. Isn’t the person who just used magic tricks from Hongjiang Group?

Zhao Ying picked up the microphone and started singing.

When the first word sounded, the crowd that was still noisy suddenly calmed down and all looked towards the stage.

Looking for a title of marquis, the Qiang song played.

Ten years of wolf smoke, long halberd is old.

The cold moon is full of pipa, the bones are thin, the sand is burning thousands of miles away, and the iron cavalry is penetrated by golden hooves.

The cold autumn is cold, and the frost dyes the sleeves.

A wisp of cold autumn, turbid tears urged the conquest to drink.

I am waiting for the general and the title of Hou Kong. The cold rain and mist are cold, can there be a woman?

...

The tragic melody seems to bring everyone to the battlefield.

The two armies confront each other.

Sword and sword shadow.

The desolate desert and the cold moonlight touch everyone's heart.

Shocking.

Surprised.

I don’t know when, but as I listened, someone started crying, and then more and more people shed tears.

When the last word ended, Zhao Ying bent down to thank him and walked off the stage quietly.

It took a long time before someone came to his senses and found that Zhao Ying was gone.

"Where are people?"

"This song is amazing!"

"It sounds so nice, so shocking. Isn't this an ancient war song?"

"I just seemed to be on the battlefield, with thousands of horses galloping, and the soldiers on the battlefield were so intoxicated."

"Tenglong Film and Hongjiang Group, these two companies are so powerful that they actually hired such a strong singer."

...

at the same time.

In the Hongjiang Group area, Yuan Huanhuan widened his eyes, his face no longer had a look of sarcasm, and instead he was incredible.

She stared at Zhao Ying who was walking back gradually, shook her head and said, "No, it's impossible. How could he, a newcomer who just debuted, sing such a song? Plagiarism must be plagiarism from someone else."

However, no one answered.

Even Mr. Ji's face turned pale. This song is unprecedented and unparalleled. If you want to say plagiarism, which original one is, it must have become popular long ago.

Qin Yan said lightly: "Don't use your ignorance to challenge our funny points. This joke is not funny at all. Zhao Ying can sing such an effect only for 50,000 yuan in appearance fees. But you, five million, is a hundred times higher than her, but you sang a garbage song."

The words fell.

Yuan Huanhuan said angrily: "You said my song is trash?"

"What about that?"

Qin Yan faced each other in a tit-for-tat way without any compromise. Then he looked at President Ji and sneered: "Mr. Ji is really rich, but it's a pity that all five million have been wasted."

Mr. Ji didn't say anything. He wanted to use Yuan Huanhuan's fame to promote his company, but unexpectedly, Hongjiang Group was too powerful and found a newcomer who had just debuted, and his popularity completely surpassed Yuan Huanhuan.

"Let's go!"

Mr. Ji left angrily and needed to go back to prepare. If the Hongjiang Group really rises, they will be in trouble.

"Zhao Ying!"

"Zhao Ying!"

"Zhao Ying!"

The audience cheered, this is the treatment that only celebrities have.

Zhao Ying comes back.

Everyone from Hongjiang Group warmly welcomed him, and even Vice President Sun applauded and was impressed by the singing.

At this moment, a group of people came over.

Mrs. Tu of Dingjiu Media!

Qi Sheng from Qihui Pictures!

There were other film and television companies, all looking for Zhao Ying's figure, and found it here at Hongjiang Group, and said excitedly: "It's great, we finally found it."

Mrs. Tu said: "Zhao Ying, right? I am the chairman of Dingjiu Media. I wonder if you are interested in becoming an artist in our company?"
To be continued...