"Yes, and look at this!" At this time, An Wanru handed the phone to Chen Zhixian.

Chen Zhixian took a look and this was the front page headline of "Star Weekly", a local entertainment media in Baodao.

"The new wave of the Yangtze River pushes the old wave, and each generation is more than the other. Chen Zhixian, a new mainland genius lyricist and songwriter, and Qiu Xuyang, a veteran genius lyricist and songwriter in Baodao, won in one battle, and may sound the clarion call for the rise of newcomers!" - "Star Weekly"!

However, this "Star Weekly" put a torn photo of Xu Fei and Liang Qiuhua on it.

The following title is: Chen Zhixian and Liang Qiuhua's "Over Fire" vs. Qiu Xuyang and Xu Fei's "The Lost Man"!

The content inside started with the century-long love between Xu Fei and Liang Qiuhua ten years ago. There was also a rumor in the middle. Xu Fei had an affair, and Liang Qiuhua clarified it for him. Then, the two broke up ten years later. Chen Zhixian wrote "Happy Breakup" for Xu Fei, and even wrote about Chen Zhixian's incident of playing songs.

Later, in the music salon, Xu Fei's song "The Lost Man" and Liang Qiuhua's song "Over Fire" pk each other.

Of course, no matter what Chen Zhixian and Qiu Xuyang are, they are just behind the scenes, not the singers and parties involved in the stage, so they are just a few words, and they are more about the love, hate, and love between Liang Qiuhua and Xu Fei!

"And this!" Liu Wei also handed the phone to Chen Zhixian.

Chen Zhixian took it and saw it. It was news about Xu Bai and Hu Shuo.

"Working with new and old lyricists, Hu Shuo's song "Song to Myself" teaches Xu Bai, the little king of treasure island, to be a human being!"

Chen Zhixian couldn't help but shake his head.

"No matter what, for you, Brother Chen, your name will be the loudest during this Baodao Music Salon trip!" Hu Shuo patted Chen Zhixian on the shoulder and said.

"Hey, I actually envy you very much. I directed the love, hate, and love between Xu Fei and Liang Qiuhua. A songwriter can do your part. I wonder how many people envy you." Hu Shuo was just serious and revealed his true colors again.

Chen Zhixian said in a dark line on his forehead: "Master Shuo, what do I mean to direct their love, hate, and love? I am a person who provides ammunition. Do you have to blame the knife manufacturer for killing people with a knife?"

Then, Chen Zhixian's cell phone rang.

It was Liang Qiuhua's phone number.

Chen Zhixian answered, and it was Liang Qiuhua who expressed his gratitude and apologized for his fans for their irrationality.

Of course, Chen Zhixian could not blame Liang Qiuhua for this. After all, his songs are not cheap, and they are completely based on the price of top songs by top songwriters.

Therefore, the more popular Liang Qiuhua's news is, the better the song sales performance, and the greater the profit Chen Zhixian will make.

Everyone can get what they need.

As for the fans’ complaints, haha, Chen Zhixian said that he actually felt a little depressed, but it was just a little bit.

Another thing is that he doesn't rely on these people to make a living. Most of the time, ordinary people don't care who wrote a song, but what they care more about is who sang the song.

Therefore, Chen Zhixian was just chatting and complaining about these silly netizens who had been fooled and lame. In fact, he really didn't care too much.

"Liang Qiuhua? Are you apologizing to you?" Meng Qingyu asked.

Chen Zhixian nodded.

"So, Lao Liang is indeed good at being a human being. Xu Fei can't even catch up with this. Take this matter as an example. If you choose Lao Liang's two songs, he chose "Over Fire". Tsk, he deserves to be famous." Meng Qingyu sighed.

"Who said no? We are far behind in this regard." Liu Wei said with a smile.

"Xu Fei has no choice. Who is willing to give up after having tasted red?" An Wanru said a fair word.

"And only they know who is right and wrong between Xu Fei and Liang Qiuhua. In fact, this is the normal form of the entertainment industry." Meng Qingyu also interfered.

"It seems that you are not people in the entertainment industry. Brother Meng, Brother Liu, have you never hyped it?" Chen Zhixian finally grasped their pain points and said gloatingly.

"Hahaha!" Hu Shuo, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, don't talk about second brother, Brother Chen, you're right. Who else is acting, who can survive without playing hype? Don't you know about Xiao Meng?" Hu Shuo, who was standing beside him, couldn't help asking.

Chen Zhixian really doesn't know.

He looked at Meng Qingyu with a confused look on his face.

Meng Qingyu's old face turned red and said, "I'm not hyping it, right?"

Hu Shuo said contemptuously: "That's not the hype, but Xiao Meng, your taste is really tricky. Brother Chen probably doesn't know that Xiao Meng has a nickname."

"The name of the flower? What is the name of the flower? Could it be Nicholas Qingyu?" Chen Zhixian's gossip suddenly arose.

"What Nicholas, what's this thing?" Everyone else was confused. What is this joke that is completely different from Chen Zhixian.

Chen Zhixian suddenly felt a sense of pleasure that everyone was drunk and I was awake.

"Master Shuo..." Meng Qingyu clasped his hands together and begged for mercy.

"Tsk, you're trying to cover up the truth. If I don't say that, Brother Chen won't check it yourself?" Hu Shuo said contemptuously.

"Okay, I'll do it myself." Meng Qingyu also said directly.

"I used to like that plump type of girls. Can this be considered a heavy taste? I don't believe you like it." Meng Qingyu still forced a group of explanations.

"Hahaha! Don't gild yourself on your face, that's also called plump? That's fat, okay?" Liu Wei, who was beside him, couldn't help but complain.

Chen Zhixian looked puzzled.

"Ahem, it's okay to be plump? He is 1.7 meters tall and weighs 1.7 years old, so he is not too fat, right?" Meng Qingyu said.

Chen Zhixian and the others looked at each other.

Chen Zhixian also looked at An Wanru and asked, "I'm not a girl, I don't know much about this. Sister Wanru, do you think this is full?"

An Wanru said with a blank look at Chen Zhixian and said angrily: "Sister, I weigh 12, and I have people say I am plump, what do you think?"

Then, several other big men subconsciously turned their eyes to An Wanru.

Ahem, okay, An Wanru is about 1.65 meters tall, and her weight is actually not that big among ladies.

Especially An Wanru has a proud figure, so she can understand it.

So you can imagine a woman with fifty kilograms more...

"So, what is Meng Ge's nickname?" Chen Zhixian asked without shame.

"Hahaha!" Hu Shuo couldn't help laughing again.

The others also laughed.

Meng Qingyu's face turned black.

"Whether to hit someone or not, my girlfriends nowadays have a good figure, right?" Meng Qingyu said in anger.

"Actually, everyone has their own hobbies, each has its own love, and you must be brave enough to be yourself. In fact, you don't have to care too much about the nickname, nor do you have to force yourself so much. It is not good to you and your current girlfriend!" Hu Shuo said seriously.

Meng Qingyu's face became even darker.

But Chen Zhixian was still a little depressed. What is the nickname? Why don’t you say it?
Chapter completed!