After a pause, Chen Zi'ang said: "The Flowers you sang made me feel that your life path is smooth sailing compared to many people, and I think your attitude towards life is very good, and I only look forward every day. But, I tell you the truth, people with rich emotions are often able to control many songs more than those with pure personalities, and their paths are wider than those with simple people."

Zhang Xiaolu's face was slightly pale.

Chen Zi'ang hit the nail on the head. The most terrifying thing is, what does he mean? Don't you want to write songs for her and sell songs for her?

Afraid that she would smash his sign?

Liu Guoping was not good at discussing music, and he didn't know whether Chen Zi'ang was right. He originally thought he was applying panacea, but when he saw Zhang Xiaolu like this, he was shocked. Is this guy really good at seeing the eyes?

Guan Tongtong looked at everything in the field silently. For a moment, she suddenly felt that Chen Zi'ang was like a king who controlled the power of life and death, dominating the joy, anger, and sorrow of the people in front of her.

Isn’t this the extraordinary heroic image she has been thinking since childhood?

She was heartbroken.

Before being pushed down by Chen Zi'ang, she liked Chen Zi'ang and had a good impression of him, but he treated him with courtesy and confessed normally, and she would definitely not agree.

But this bad guy kissed him first and then confessed his love. She refused and refused, and then he struck while the iron was hot and kissed him forcibly.

There is nothing to do.

I can only get better.

After getting married, she really wondered if it was developing too fast and whether she wanted to go back on her word.

But it's all like that, how can you go back on your word?

A promise of a thousand gold, a word of a hundred and three is the way to establish a foothold.

Slowly, she began to accept reality and then found that Chen Zi'ang was actually not bad, with many advantages.

The relationship between the two became deeper and deeper, but until now, she was truly moved.

The boy I like is not a mortal.

He was only eighteen years old, in his twenties or even forties, and was trembling and submissive in front of him.

It is a pity for people with this kind of aura to not go on a career.

Guan Tongtong regrets.

However, when she saw the English songs in the book, she thought that maybe this would be good.

He didn't just say it, he was really acting.

But the time has not come yet.

Although it is vulgar, the sentence "The golden coronet is not something in the pond, it turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds" is quite suitable for describing him.

"Do you want pop songs or classic songs?" Zhang Xiaolu was frightened. Chen Zi'ang said with a smile. He could tell that this girl was very eager for good songs.

As for the story behind him, he didn't know, but he knew that her desire was the strongest among the people he had ever seen who came to ask for songs.

"Ah?" Chen Zi'ang's words made Zhang Xiaolu see the dawn in the dark.

Will he sell songs?

I also asked if it was a pop song or a classic song.

However, Zhang Xiaolu doesn't quite understand what he means in pop songs and classic songs.

As if you know Zhang Xiaolu’s doubts, Chen Zi'ang said: "Pop songs are usually commercial songs, products of a period, not too many... How to say, they don’t have too much soul resonance, or they can be said to be without literary style. Pop songs become popular quickly, but they will become popular for a while. After that, people may not forget everything, but it is difficult to become a classic. The classic songs I defined may not become popular immediately, but they can withstand the test of time and cannot be remembered for a long time, but they can also last forever."

Zhang Xiaolu's eyes were shiny.

Chen Zi'ang had heard her singing, and he should know what songs her voice was suitable for sing. He had songs that suit her!

Teacher Zi'ang's rules for selling songs seem to be determined, and they are all packed with two songs.

So……

It seemed that he knew what Zhang Xiaolu was thinking, and Chen Zi'ang said: "Don't think of a pop song and a classic song mixed together. The songs I matched have my ideas and plans. You can only choose one of them."

Zhang Xiaolu was slightly disappointed, but she agreed with Chen Zi'ang's statement.

What the market needs and how to package and match singers, it seems that he is always more professional than the industry insiders.

Everyone has been studying it, and many people have even developed some things that Chen Zi'ang had never thought of, and they have a lot of brainstorms.

"Can you want pop songs?" In the end, Zhang Xiaolu chose the pop song that is easy to become popular and the fastest.

She can no longer be silent and needs to open the road.

After opening the road, everything is easy to say.

Chen Zi'ang nodded and said to Guan Tongtong: "Tongtong, pages 31 and pages 52."

Guan Tongtong was not as precious as a musician when she found the page count and simply tore it off.

On the way here, she heard Chen Zi'ang say that the songs sold will be torn off from it.

Chen Zi'ang handed the two pieces of paper that Guan Tongtong had torn off to Zhang Xiaolu.

Zhang Xiaolu took it with both hands and treated it as a treasure.

Sister Cen's eyes shone brightly and she looked at Zhang Xiaolu.

If Zhang Xiaolu is satisfied, that would be correct.

The more Zhang Xiaolu looked at it, the more happy she became. She was afraid of wasting too much time, so she held back her excitement, put down the song score, and said excitedly: "Teacher Zi'ang, thank you, thank you so much, I like the song very much."

Chen Zi'ang said: "I suggest that the first arrangement of the rhythm should be stronger, and the rest depends on you."

Zhang Xiaolu nodded repeatedly, and it was also said in the circle that Chen Zi'ang arranged the songs very well, no less than his ability to write songs.

Although the musicians who arrange the songs are not as good as the songwriter, they are not bad either, and there are actually fewer such talents than the songwriter.

Because those who can write songs may not be able to arrange songs.

"Then I wish you good luck." Chen Zi'ang stood up and looked at Xitian. His mother was about to cook and it was time to go back.

Sister Cen quickly said, "Teacher Zi'ang, dinner time is coming soon, why don't we have a meal together?"

Zhang Xiaolu secretly glanced at Guan Tongtong, feeling guilty.

Before coming, she opened the skylight with Sister Cen and said something to take the boat of Chen Zi'ang. It is still unclear whether it is a big boat, but he is indeed very famous in the circle now, with the potential of a golden pen, soaring to the sky.

At worst, the boat overturned and fell asleep. Everyone was happy. Chen Zi'ang said that he was a handsome guy and would not suffer any loss.

But looking at Chen Zi'ang with such a beautiful girlfriend, and looking at other women, they probably have red pink skeletons.

But if you think about it, maybe a man just eats in a bowl and looks in a pot, as if a rich man is tired of delicacies and isn’t he flocking to wild vegetables?

"There is no need to eat. It is not easy for my girlfriend to come from Youzhou. I have to accompany her more. You can do whatever you want." Chen Zi'ang refused.

Zhang Xiaolu also bit her teeth and invited Chen Zi'ang to have a meal, but Chen Zi'ang still refused.

She and Sister Cen also wanted to invite her. Liu Guoping knew Chen Zi'ang's temper a little, so he quickly stopped him and said, "Teacher Zi'ang is really busy, so we won't disturb him."

Seeing that there was no way to go, Sister Cen and Zhang Xiaolu looked at each other.

Zhang Xiaolu nodded, and Sister Cen hurriedly took out a check and handed it to Liu Guoping: "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Zi'ang."

She didn't hand it to Chen Zi'ang, knowing the industry rules.
Chapter completed!