Zhang Zilin saw Ye Lengsong was in deep thought after receiving the call, so she didn't disturb him and continued to rub his shoulders gently.
"Big girl, you should study business management this year." Huang Lei's song booking made Ye Lengsong more and more eager to set up a media company as soon as possible.
Zhang Zilin was also stunned when she heard this. She was indeed preparing to take the college entrance examination this year. Her family originally wanted her to develop in track and field sports, but Zhang Zilin was really not interested in this.
After raising this topic, Zhang Zilin didn't even notice that Ye Lengsong called her big girl, "I want to take the college entrance examination this year, but I haven't decided what major to apply for. Why do you want me to study business management?"
"I may open an entertainment media company in the future so that you can help me when you graduate."
"Are you going to switch to making records?" Based on the previous phone call information, Zhang Zilin thought that Ye Lengsong would make records.
"Records? Oh, that's just a small part. In the future, it should still be mainly film and television. In another ten or twenty years, the record industry will become more and more difficult."
Ye Lengsong knew that he loved music so much in his previous life that he hadn't bought records for many years. He listened to them online instead of paying for them.
The record industry is still in normal distribution and sales. However, record sales channels will undergo great changes in the future.
Zhang Zilin did not give a clear answer, and Ye Lengsong did not need her to give a clear answer. In the original trajectory, Zhang Zilin would have been admitted to the Beijing University of Science and Technology as a sports specialty student majoring in business administration this year.
Ye Lengsong just wanted to make this matter more solid. If the butterfly effect of his appearance made Zhang Zilin change her mind, he would feel a little pity.
"Lengsong, what do you think my future will be like? Sports is a one-way street among thousands of people; it's too difficult to achieve results. Even if I study business management, can I really help you? Or will I follow my family's arrangements after graduation and live in a stable department?"
It's no wonder that Zhang Zilin was a little confused at this time. She didn't have the aura of Miss World in the future, nor did she cultivate the proud temperament of a princess.
She can only be regarded as a little girl with a relatively good family and no worries about food and drink. In the future, she may develop in sports, become an athlete or coach, or go to college, and her family will arrange a good unit for her after graduation and live a plain life.
"What do you want to do?" Ye Lengsong's big hand began to be dishonest again, stroking along the calf and slowly towards the thigh.
No one could be honest. For comfort, Zhang Zilin sat behind Ye Lengsong to rub his shoulders, her legs straight and stretching in front of him, who was sitting cross-legged.
She only put on a pair of underwear, and her white and tender thighs were right beside her. It was hard for Ye Lengsong not to touch them.
"Oh, stop touching me; I don't dare to ask for it." It was rare for Zhang Da Niu to give in, so Ye Lengsong didn't tease her desire too much but just put his hands on her thighs.
Then he asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Actually... My height is my success and failure. When I was a child, I was selected by the track and field team because of my height and long legs. I have practiced track and field for many years but don't like it much now."
Like an old couple, Zhang Zilin felt that such a chat was warm. She rubbed Ye Lengsong's shoulders from behind, and Ye Lengsong leaned in her arms and chatted.
"And because of my height, I've been called a big girl since I was a kid, so many boys don't dare to chase me... I don't like those who dare to chase me, and I'm not ugly, right?"
Zhang Zilin was most angry about this. Many outstanding boys like her, but few dare to take action. Which girl doesn't want many people to chase her?
Ye Lengsong also secretly laughed, "You have the personality of a big girl, a height higher than ordinary men and a little background, who dares to chase you."
He smiled and said, "Who said you are ugly? Break his legs, that's because the man of your destiny didn't appear. If I appear, you have to be a little girl obediently, and they don't know how good my big girl is..."
Zhang Zilin didn't expect the serious little Ye Zi to be so sweet when talking about love.
"I want to be a model. At least among the models, I won't stand out."
"Model..." Ye Lengsong suddenly felt that the wheel of history was always rolling forward.
"You don't like it?" Zhang Zilin was a little nervous. She had also heard that the modeling industry was chaotic and feared that Ye Lengsong would not like it.
"No, as long as you like it, I support you. It's just that the modeling industry is a job for the young. If you like it, do it, and we'll talk about the future later."
The next day was Monday, and Ye Lengsong still had classes, so he didn't spend too much time that night. He gently ended his lovemaking with Zhang Zilin, and the two fell asleep sweetly in each other's arms.
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The recording of "Let Her Land" must be on the agenda. On Wednesday, Ye Lengsong took Huang Shengyi to a professional recording studio. The instruments and recording equipment in it were all first-class. Although the teachers who made the music were not particularly first-class, they were enough to deal with this not-too-complex music.
But for some reason, Huang Shengyi was a little nervous when she entered this professional recording studio for the first time. She recorded it many times but couldn't satisfy Ye Lengsong.
"Stop... No!" Halfway through the song, Ye Lengsong stopped again.
"Too little emotion. You're just singing for the sake of singing and lack emotion." Ye Lengsong didn't realize that he was a little angry today.
"Take a ten-minute break, drink water, and try to find the feeling. It was good when you recorded the demo at school last time. Try to find the feeling at that time."
Huang Shengyi was a little scared. She felt that Ye Lengsong, who was working, was like a different person. He was serious and even a little strict.
Ye Lengsong was a little embarrassed to give cigarettes to the recording studio staff. He lit one and walked to the corridor outside the door to take two puffs.
Although he had paid, it would be annoying if it took too long or the recording could not be completed by the end of the get-off work day.
He didn't expect Huang Shengyi to fail at this time. Although the singing was okay, it could still be used, but he had heard the version of He Lu in his previous life. Compared with Huang Shengyi, the emotion and the tension were lacking.
It's not that Huang Shengyi really sang badly, but she was not professional enough and lacked some emotional charm.
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