"So, you're very upset right now, are you?"

He Jiahuan nodded his forehead, looked helplessly at the young man sitting in front of him.

The young man nodded, picked up the coffee on the stage and took a sip: "Brother Jiahuan, you don't know. There are people from several departments in the company who skipped my agent and called me directly, hoping that I could help them... Ahem, my sister wrote a song, what should I do? It's so difficult for me..."

There was a little complaining in his tone, looking like life was so difficult.

The young man who was talking was Fang Yu.

I specially found a free time and invited He Jiahuan to have coffee.

The place was chosen by He Jiahuan. It is said that the fragrant American coffee here tastes very good and it is just right to drink this season.

He Jiahuan chuckled and said, "What you said, doesn't this just mean that the song you wrote is very good? Are you not happy?"

“Hahaha…”

Fang Yu pulled the corner of his mouth: "Brother Jiahuan, do you think I seem to be very happy now?"

He Jiahuan smiled slightly and said, "You should be happy. I want to write songs for others, but the key is that they don't want it. This is a matter of level..."

When Fang Yu heard this, a stiff curve raised on the corner of his mouth: "I don't want it. There are many songs I write, but those singers who come to the door are more unreliable than the other. Some are even amateurs. How can you let me give them the gifts? Isn't this abusive thing?"

ps: Amateurs, the amateurs here represent novices who have no professional standards and are even whiter than beginners.

Please don't make up for anything else, thank you.

He Jiahuan chuckled and said, "Then... refuse. Could it be that they can still coerce you to write songs?"

This matter involves some people in the company, and he cannot comment too much.

This has nothing to do with whether he and Fang Yu have a good relationship, it is just because of his personality.

That's it, but he could probably understand Fang Yu's thoughts in his heart.

The other party's ability to create songs is obvious to all.

Not to mention that they are all classics, but they are definitely good products.

Have the potential for prosperity.

This can be seen from the results of previous songs.

If it were him, he wouldn't have given the songs to those who had poor singing skills. Not to mention waste, it might have ruined Fang Yu's reputation and it would not be worth the loss.

The two were having a fight with each other.

After drinking almost all the coffee, Fang Yu felt it was time to talk about the serious business.

Seeing Fang Yu's expression suddenly become serious, He Jiahuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You won't just treat me to coffee today..."

Fang Yu laughed: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Brother Jia Huan."

"Tell me, what's the matter? I'll try to help you as much as possible... Well, I heard that your drama is about to be released?"

He Jiahuan is also proficient in human relationships and has a little guess in his heart.

"Yeah, yes, it's going to be released."

Fang Yu replied in a daze.

He Jiahuan asked: "Mango Station is right?"

“Yes, it’s Mango TV.”

“When?”

“April 19…”

Fang Yu's voice suddenly stopped: "That, Brother Jia Huan... We're off topic, I'm not looking for you for this..."

I have to say that after all, it is an old man, and his ability to transfer speech is far superior to Fang Yu, who has also lived for more than 30 years.

He Jiahuan chuckled: "Haha, I thought you have been so calm."

This elder brother still remembers the revenge they met for the first time.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

He Jiahuan won a fight back.

Fang Yu pointed his index finger at the center of his eyebrows: "Brother Jiahuan, when will he and Sister Qianqian get married?"

Hearing Fang Yu's words, He Jiahuan's heart suddenly broke out, but his face was silent.

"Where are you going to get married?"

Fang Yu grinned, as if he had seen through everything long ago.

"Brother Jiahuan, this is your fault. You two show off your love every day in the entertainment industry. If you don't get married, how much saliva will you face?"

There was a little teasing in his tone.

He Jiahuan felt thrust in his heart when he heard it.

You've been blocked, what else do you want me to say?

"The negative emotions from He Jiahuan +787..."

But how did this kid see it? It was strange...

"You talk about it first..."

He Jiahuan forced to change the topic and did not intend to get rid of Fang Yu in this regard.

Fang Yu succeeded in revenge, with a smile on his face, and he did not get entangled in this regard.

The two looked at each other, and everything was silent.

However, He Jiahuan was amazed in his heart. How did he be sure that I was preparing for marriage?

Fang Yu did not explain, but just took out his phone, selected the file, and shared a song of music with He Jiahuan.

"Brother Jiahuan, please accept it..."

He Jiahuan was a little confused about Fang Yu's intention, but he still took out his cell phone and chose to accept it.

"This is……"

He clicked on it and saw it was a music document.

He looked up at Fang Yu in front of him, and saw Fang Yu whispering to him to continue listening, so he had to patience and listen carefully.

The rhythm began quickly, and a melody rang in He Jiahuan's ears.

Is it Fang Yu’s new song?

He Jiahuan listened for a moment, and at the brief beginning, his eyes were filled with surprise.

This prelude alone attracted his curiosity.

Keep listening.

Neither of the two people on the field spoke.

Fang Yu did not disturb him and continued to drink the hot coffee drink in his hand.

After knowing that the other party had heard this brief sample, He Jiahuan slowly raised his head.

Fang Yu looked at him with a smile: "How is it, does it sound good?"

He Jiahuan hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Fang Yu is worthy of being Fang Yu, this song..."

He thought about it and didn't know what adjective to use to describe it.

Actually, to be honest, this song may not be a particularly classic song, but it is one he particularly likes.

From lyrics to melody.

Like everything.

"Isn't it awesome?"

Fang Yu took the initiative to break the deadlock and spoke guiding adjectives.

He Jiahuan: “…”

Well, it turns out that the words used by your music creators are so simple and crude?

"The negative emotions from He Jiahuan +666..."

Finally, I switched my emotions and put two words into my mouth: "Awesome."

Fang Yu was happy: "Would you like that brother Huan?"

He Jiahuan looked at him sideways, his eyes full of inexplicable colors, "You seem to be teasing me."

If you don't want it, you think I'll be so thick??

To be honest, if the copyright of the song is not in Fang Yu's hands now, He Jiahuan really wanted to punch him in the face with one punch.

Then he tried hard to calm down his emotions and said calmly: "I think."

There is no way, people are under the roof. If Fang Yu holds them and doesn't give them, it will be useless even if he wants them...

He paused: "What the hell do you want to say?"

"Let's not worry."

Fang Yu was still smiling, then took out his cell phone: "Brother Jiahuan, try listening to another song..."

He Jiahuan: “…”

Looking at Fang Yu's smile, He Jiahuan's cultivation had nowhere to rest and was beating on the verge of being about to be destroyed.

This smile is so cheap...
Chapter completed!