Chen Ange knew that Yang Feifei still originated from the song "Looking Back Suddenly", and she won the singer's championship with this song at that time.
However, Yang Feifei did not show her face in front of the public like other people after her debut. It is rumored that she has a wealthy family background, and she does not like activities in the entertainment industry. Participating in singers is just for ticket purposes.
But it was later confirmed that Yang Feifei signed a brokerage company called Chaoyang, but she had never heard of it, but later someone said that Chaoyang was a small company opened by Yang Feifei's family especially for her.
This can also explain why Yang Feifei clearly signed a brokerage company, but he didn't have to attend the event at all, and he could even spend time in a bar like Fenglin Night.
"Lotus looks good!"
"Everyone is in a good mood when it comes to happy events!"
Bai Lianhua smiled, snapped her fingers, and asked Chen Ange for a drink.
Chen Ange just nodded with Yang Feifei, and then started playing with the phone on his own.
On the other hand, Yang Feifei looked at Chen Ange from time to time, and looked at Bai Lianhua with a strange look.
Earlier, I just said that the two were bored and chatting, but I didn't expect to bring others.
How much does Yang Feifei know about Chen Ange's existence?
After all, Yang Feifei is an alumnus of Bai Lianhua, and the relationship is quite good.
"How's that old gentleman from Jiangbei?"
"I'm in poor health, I don't know if I can hold on!"
"Tsk, he's old and sick, but it's a pity that he's talented!"
Yang Feifei shook his head, his words were mostly helpless and sigh.
"I heard that there was a piece of music left a while ago, and no one dared to fill in the lyrics!"
"The old gentleman is known as the Holy Qu, and when he is dying, I am afraid that he will see the secrets of heaven, and the things left behind must not be mortal!"
Bai Lianhua rolled her eyes: "The old problem has been committed again!"
Wen Qing is sick and needs to be cured.
"No way, the disease is terminally ill, but there is no cure!"
Yang Feifei touched his long hair, and his eyes fell on the mobile phone on the table, which was densely packed and looked like a novel, and then tapped the table and hummed softly.
Chen Ange suddenly raised his head, staring blankly at Yang Feifei who was knocking on the table and humming, his surprise gradually deepened.
She only hummed a short paragraph, but Chen Ange's eyes became brighter and brighter.
If it weren't for a few sections that were different, I'm afraid he would think that Yang Feifei also came through.
Because this song is too familiar to him.
It is "The Hardest Sutra"!
Only tunes.
"The old gentleman's tune sounds very comfortable."
She laughed halfway through humming.
"It's very comfortable!"
White Lotus nodded.
The identity card of the other party is respected, and it is normal that no one dares to fill in the words when he is dying. But for the old gentleman, I am afraid it is a big regret.
"It's weird, you know that I like to be quiet, and I also read some Buddhist doctrines. Recently, someone has been talking about flying in the sky and escaping the earth in my ears. I feel strange. When I asked about an online novel!"
"Internet novel? What's the matter? Weird!"
"It's quite weird, it's written in all kinds of strange things, I remember that there were some ghost novels in the past, and I also wrote all kinds of strange things, but it's an eye-opener to read this one recently!"
"I've been reading Buddhist scriptures for three years, and I didn't expect to be hooked by an online novel that made my heart panic!"
Yang Feifei said strangely, with a helpless smile on his face, and quickly opened the tablet on the side: "Look!"
"The Legend of Shushan Swordsman "? What are you talking about?"
White Lotus looked puzzled.
"The world view is relatively large. I read less than 100,000 words, but I seem to be deeply immersed in it. The description inside is presented in front of me like a painting, as if there is such a river and lake!"
"Oh!" When I read it, I just read the beginning, and I felt it was catchy and the scenery was pleasant.
"The writing power is good!"
"Yes, there are some online novels that are better than imagination, and some are better than writing, but very few have both, not to mention that the evangelist's writing and imagination are excellent..."
" What are you doing?"
"Want to buy his copyright!"
Tsk!
Chen Ange's expression became more and more strange. He never expected that Yang Feifei would suddenly turn to "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman", and even praised him shyly.
I was just surprised to hear that she wanted to buy the copyright.
This Yang Feifei is really not simple, the IP of Shushan is quite huge.
This book is like "The Lord of the Rings" in the Western fantasy status in general!
Copyright can't be sold casually.
It's just the tune of "The Difficult Sutra".
Chen Ange had a bit of a headache. This song was prepared for "Tianlong Babu", but it was made by someone else, which was a bit troublesome.
...
""Shushan" will be very beautiful when it is filmed!"
Yang Feifei seems to be fantasizing.
White Lotus shook her head helplessly.
"Lianhua, you'd better buy the tune that Miss Yang just hummed!"
Chen Ange couldn't bear it, and finally reminded White Lotus. Although Tianlong has other tunes, Chen Ange prefers hard-to-recite sutras.
Chen Ange didn't lower his voice too low when he spoke, so Yang Feifei also heard it.
She smiled: "You understand too?"
Chen Ange was startled: "I understand a little!"
Bai Lianhua sneered: "Don't think about it, how could Mr. Jiang be short of money!"
Not short of money?
It doesn't matter, he always has what he wants!
Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng of Xiaoaozhong had no regrets for Yiqu's death. Since this old Mr. Jiang is known as Qu Sheng, he should also be a man of temperament.
"I also asked for the song, but the old man won't give it!"
Yang Feifei was helpless.
"Your voice doesn't suit this song either!"
Chen Ange said bluntly.
Yang Feifei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's true, but I like it better. The old gentleman said that if anyone can match the lyrics, the song will be given to whomever." "Dahua Qianli
, is there no one who can match him?"
.
Yang Feifei took a sip of juice and said lightly, "Those who can match don't dare to match, and those who dare to match don't like it!"
Tsk, it seems that this old Mr. Jiang has a bad temper.
"Then I'll match it!"
Chen Ange drank the juice in one breath and waved at the waiter in the distance.
A flash of surprise flashed in Yang Feifei's eyes, looking at the white lotus.
White Lotus shrugged.
If it was before, she wouldn't bring Chen Ange out, but after "Ghost Shadow Recording", she decided to bring Chen Ange out, but she was still a little speechless about Chen Ange's match for me.
"Just kidding!"
White Lotus smiled lightly at Yang Feifei.
joke?
Just turned around and saw that the waiter brought a pen and paper.
Seeing Chen Ange burying her head and writing, the white lotus covered her face and glanced at Yang Feifei from the crevice of her hands: "Don't take it seriously!"
Yang Feifei: Haha!
"Okay!"
Putting down the pen, Chen Ange checked it, and then handed it to Yang Feifei.
for real?
Yang Feifei took the paper with a smile.
Well, the writing is good.
Laughing at you, I'm wasting my scheming
, the first sentence is not bad.
Love to compete with Jinghua, it's beautiful , it's
a bit artistic!
Just looking down, the expression on Yang Feifei's face is getting more and more exciting!
Afraid that luck will pass away in a blink
of an eye, obsessed with greed, hatred, anger, and anger
...
Ah, I can't bear to be in the bright world , I ca
n't escape the joy of infatuation,
I can't find a substitute for the color , I ca
n't understand this problem with a single meal
...
The original smile has disappeared, replaced by a complex shock, her body that is already somewhat rich at this moment. It was trembling slightly.
Unable to restrain his excitement, Yang Feifei raised his head sharply, looking at Chen Ange who took the juice from the white lotus and sucked it up on his own.
"It's mine!"
"Let's divide you and me!"
Chen Ange smiled.
"Chen Ange, it's not finished yet!"
Yang Feifei clenched his fists, as if he was afraid that others would take the paper away, his eager eyes were like a melting pot.
"Oh, I know, you hummed halfway, you can't write the following!"
Chen Ange said shamelessly.