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Chapter 198: "Knockout"(1/2)

Chapter 198: "Elimination"

"I don't understand. Xiao Qu's father is so outstanding in musical talent, but why is he so poor in selecting people?"

"You should be careful when speaking. After all, there are ears in the partition walls. If someone hears them, it will have some impact on you."

"What am I afraid of? In terms of my popularity, if Xiao Qu's father chooses me, I would have been on the front line. But as a result, Zhou Ye won the first place in the new song list for two months, but he couldn't even get into the front line. Do you think Xiao Qu's father has a problem with his vision? I really don't understand what Xiao Qu's father thinks."

The two of them were chatting in a word.

But at this moment, one of the small doors in the bathroom was opened.

The two people chatting inside the door were stunned for a moment. After all, they had tried it before, but no one responded.

Now that someone is coming out of it, how can they not be surprised?

But when they saw who the person was, their originally calm face suddenly turned pale.

"Little...Little Daddy Qu."

"Good morning, Daddy Xiao Qu."

But Han Zichen just glanced at them and walked straight out of the bathroom.

Zhou Ye, is he a dog licking?

no!

Han Zichen only knew that he regarded Zhou Ye as a friend.

Just in response to what the two said before, even if he was given another chance, he would still choose to cooperate with Zhou Ye.

After watching Xiao Qu's father ignore them, his face became even more ugly than before.

"It's over, Xiao Qu's father is angry!"

"Everyone knows that Xiao Qu's father basically smiles on weekdays. If others say hello to him, he will respond, but you saw it just now..."

"It's so unlucky. Why should I talk to you about this? Now, let's not talk about you. Even if I say something, Xiao Qu will not look at me twice. As for your words, haha, do you still want to cooperate with Xiao Qu's father now? So what if you can lick it? When Xiao Qu's father heard what you said just now, no one can save you!"

"It's over, it's really over now. If you want to go further in the future, it's probably going to be difficult."

The two of them now don’t look as arrogant as before.

They have paid a heavy price for their previous words.

Although Xiao Qu's father didn't say anything, the two knew that they had offended Xiao Qu's father and had almost zero chances of working with Xiao Qu's father in the future.

There has always been a saying in the singer circle: I would rather provoke the King of Songs than provoke the Father of Qu.

Although Xiao Qu’s father is not the real father, he is still a long way from his father. However, the talent he has shown now, do you dare to say that he cannot become the new generation of father Qu?

And if they were told that although Wang Xingze had never met Xiao Qu's father, he had already made a comment on Xiao Qu's father. If this evaluation was known to them, no, assuming that they knew the attitudes of the two first-line singers Lin Zhiyu and Chen Fengsheng towards Xiao Qu's father, they would know that they were really in a state of disgrace.

Even the two first-line singers respect Xiao Qu's father so much, it is conceivable that Xiao Qu's father is far more powerful than they thought.

Back in the office, Han Zichen called out the system directly.

System: "Master, I'm here."

Han Zichen: "Customize a new song suitable for Zhou Ye for me. I want him to step on the front line earlier and let everyone who question him shut up!"

Even if Zhou Ye is a dog licking, Han Zichen decided to seek justice for Zhou Ye!

Because during this period, as long as he came to the company to report, Zhou Ye basically picked him up and dropped him off work every day regardless of wind and rain. Even his office was sorted out by Zhou Ye in order. Even the cleaning aunt was inferior to the office that Zhou Ye cleaned.

System: "A song from Blue Star King has been searched for the host. The customization price is 10 million yuan. Is the host customization?"

Ten million yuan?

Han Zichen was stunned in an instant. He was already ready to be blood drawn by the system.

At worst, it’s just going to waste five million.

But unexpectedly, what he thought was far less ruthless than the system.

The price of this customization has doubled compared to the price of the last customization.

"Why don't you go and grab it? Ten million, this is not a small amount. Are you crazy about money? "The Next Stop Queen" is only five million!"

System: "Please pay attention to civilized terms."

Han Zichen: "..."

System: "This system is based on the principle of fairness, justice and openness. Given that the money on the host was less than 10 million last time, it gave the host a discount. This time the system identified that the host's funds exceeded 10 million, so there is no discount this time."

Han Zichen said, "If I customize the next song, will the price exceed 10 million?"

System: "Depending on the level of song quality."

Han Zichen said, "I understand."

Taking a deep breath, Han Zichen knew that his wish to buy a house would be temporarily disappointed.

Who made him a handsome guy who valued love and friendship?

"custom made!"

[System prompt: The song has been customized for the host, please go to the song library to receive it.]

The next moment, Han Zichen discovered a new song in his music library.

Song: "Elimination".

And below the track, there are even notes on which awards the song has won.

The 2007 TVB8 Golden Melody Awards Ceremony.

The most popular Chinese song silver awards at the 2007 Top Ten Golden Songs Awards Ceremony.

And when Han Zichen was immersed in his consciousness and listened to music, the door of his office was gently knocked.

Han Zichen exited the consciousness space.

"Please come in."

The next moment, a figure walked in outside the door.

"Zichen, I'm sorry. I made an appointment with a location consultant in the morning to view the house. I wasted a little time. Then I went back to get some tea. I didn't arrive at the company until now. I'm sorry for you to wait for me for so long."

Although Zhou Ye is not as good as his appearance, he is a person who pays great attention to details in life.

Usually when he appears in the office, his clothes will be specially tidied up, at least the collar will not be turned out, and there will be no wrinkles on it.

However, Zhou Ye, who appeared in the office, broke all his usual details. Even when he appeared in front of Han Zichen, he was a little panting on his body, and some sweat was still oozing out of his forehead.

"It doesn't matter. Actually, you don't have to be so panicked. It doesn't matter if you have something to come here in the afternoon. Anyway, I'll be in the company all day long."

Zhou Ye shook his head repeatedly, "How can you do that? How can you let Zichen wait for me..."

While speaking, Zhou Ye took a breath, and then placed a gift box with exquisitely packaged and perfect packaging on Han Zichen's table.

"Zi Chen, this is the Biluoqiu I told you yesterday. I went home yesterday and looked at me. I blamed me. I didn't realize that my friend actually gave me two portions of tea. I had already opened one of them and drank it myself. I didn't have the nerve to take it out and give it to my uncle. This portion was completely unpacked. It was full of fresh tea tips. The taste was definitely unspeakable. With my uncle's understanding of tea, I can definitely taste the extraordinary tea. I will put it here."

Han Zichen said, "Okay, then I'll thank you for my dad first."

When Han Zichen said 'Okay', Zhou Ye's face obviously showed a smile, and immediately said, "Zichen, look at you, why are you polite to me? I used to drink less tea. Now there is a person who knows tea. I will give it to my uncle. This is not an exaggeration. If someone sends away tea leaves next, I will take some more for my uncle to try."

Han Zichen said, "Isn't this good?"

Zhou Ye hurriedly said, "There is nothing wrong. Besides, I will go to your house to chat in the future. If I don't send some gifts, I will be embarrassed to live there."

This time, Han Zichen finally said nothing.

However, Zhou Ye changed his tone and turned the topic directly to the other side.

"Zichen, did I leave early yesterday?"

"Um."

"After that, I went to the field to investigate and found that there were three places in total that satisfy the house you mentioned. However, these three places have their own advantages and weaknesses. Let me tell you first, otherwise, when you are free, I will drive you to see. Although these three places are a bit far apart, it is still very convenient when you have a car. You can definitely run through all three places in one afternoon. After all, although I have seen these three places, you are the one who buys the house. And for the supporting facilities and environment, you must be better than me. All I can do is to give you a staff officer."

But at this moment, Han Zichen looked up at Zhou Ye and said, "Zhou Ye, there is no problem with your singing recently?"

Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Han Zichen meant, but he still replied, "No problem."

"It's fine." Han Zichen nodded and continued, "I have a new song for you here, you can prepare."

Zhou Ye was stunned, but there was a warm current surging in his heart.

The grievances he suffered over this period of time were instantly broken as Han Zichen said. He had the urge to cry, but he stopped it.

Even in the period of breaking up, he has not suffered such great grievances.

Xiao Qu’s father is not in the company, so he naturally won’t hear some rumors in the company.

But he often appears in the company, and even runs into Xiao Qu’s father’s office at any time, feeding him fish and cleaning him. That is more competent than what a nanny does, but he does not ask Han Zichen to do anything.

Because for him, Han Zichen has done too much for him.

The song "Miracle Reappears" transformed him into a singer with a certain reputation, and many people knew him.

Although a large part of this is just junior high school students and children, so what?

Can't children be fans?
To be continued...
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