Gu Qinghan stood there, looking at his parents who were in a daze in front of him, and waved his hands carefully.

After giving the milk tea to Ye Zhi, she left the house again. Lu Yang was going home, so she should also go home. It seemed that the purpose of the two going home was to communicate with their parents and plan the wedding day.

Gu Yuan and Fang Fang are still standing there, like sculptures in the dark.

Gu Qinghan didn't like to go home since he became famous. Every time he was forced to go home by Fang Fang, he had to go on a blind date as soon as he came back.

Both sides were tough, and the situation developed into a situation in which they rarely met later.

"Won't Lu Yang come back with you?" Gu Yuan was so happy that he couldn't hold back his words.

"Ahem." Fang Fang coughed lightly, "Getting something? There's no need for you to come back for such a trivial matter. Just let someone send it over."

It sounded like he didn't want to see her go home.

"If you're not welcome, I can leave." There was no emotion in Gu Qinghan's voice. His mother was indifferent, and her attitude could be even more indifferent.

When did the relationship between mother and daughter begin to become tense? She couldn't figure it out. Other families had loving mothers and strict fathers, but her family was the opposite.

After all, my mother is still a talkative person, and having Zhou Qiuyue become her teacher is the best proof. But everyone always wants to use words to declare authority, and the personalities of mother and mother are very similar.

"What's the quarrel? What's the quarrel?" Gu Yuan finally showed the dignity of the head of the family, "Qinghan came at the right time. Dad just has something to talk to you about."

He signaled Fang Fang to calm down with his eyes, and was taken to the office by Gu Qinghan, who told him the ins and outs of the music software.

"If I want to marry you, I need to show some strength." Gu Yuan ended his explanation with a smile.

Gu Qinghan looked away from her father's smiling face and lowered her head to prevent Gu Yuan from noticing her shyness.

Letting Lu Yang solve the problem is indeed a good plan. Gu Qinghan knows that Lu Yang needs a platform, and now this thing is definitely a better platform. It's just that the task is arduous. She can't tell whether she will be overwhelmed or jump over the dragon's door.

Of course, that was not the only thing that made her afraid to respond. She wanted to hide herself on the Internet. It was a little secret. If it was discovered...

Shame on you sir!

"We can't let Lu Yang work in vain." Gu Qinghan pretended to be calm and said, "He has already come up with a plan, and he still needs to solve the problem in the future. What kind of reward can he give?"

Old father Gu Yuan was heartbroken.

You're not even married yet, and you're starting to speak for Lu Yang?

"What you borrow must be returned, what you come and go, this is what you have told me since I was a child." Gu Qinghan added, "It is normal to give rewards."

"You make it sound like I can suck blood." Gu Yuan said, "According to normal angel investment, his shareholding ratio will be calculated by the team."

Gu Qinghan tilted his head.

"I provided the funds and asked people to help him manage the team!"

Gu Qinghan looked at him without saying anything.

"An idea, even if there is follow-up help, is not worth that much money!"

Gu Qinghan tilted his head and said nothing.

"Then tell me, how much should I give him?" Gu Yuan was a little crazy.

"He should get whatever he deserves." Gu Qinghan said with a smile, "But when the platform is launched, we will get the best publicity resources."

"You?" Gu Yuan repeated the words, making a bold guess in his mind.

——Don’t these two already have a relationship?

"My studio also has the songs that Lu Yang will write later." Gu Qinghan said leisurely.

Although more shares meant more money, Gu Qinghan suddenly remembered the songs Lu Yang had given him before and the conversation in the car.

He has a lot of good songs, but he just needs a platform and publicity, and music software can meet his current requirements.

As for how to solve the problem of not having good songs?

Gu Qinghan has never worried about this problem, and she believes that Lu Yang does too.

Of course, the real reason that made her put forward this condition was not just to see how capable Lu Yang was.

And to make him go further.

Or even closer.

...

Huzhou, bank family home.

"I heard what your dad said."

Mother Lu was sitting on the bedside. Unlike her previous blathering, this was the real nagging of a mother: "You just need to call us more often and tell us about your living conditions when you have nothing to do. There was a saying before.

How to say..."

"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety." Lu Yuan said standing at the door.

Lu Yang: "..."

I'm just copying someone else's work, why do you always give me such a high-profile job?

When did a song writer become associated with Zhong?

He didn't dare to say or ask. Like Gu Qinghan's father, his father was also a veteran, and the feelings of family and country in their hearts were difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Look down on yourself?" Perhaps because he was drunk, Dad Lu said plausibly, "Other countries are engaging in cultural invasion. If you are smart, you can also invade other countries!"

"Alas, don't say bad words in front of the children." Mother Lu quickly advised her.

It’s true – no matter how old you are, you are still a child.

"The words are rough but the reason is not rough." Lu Yuan added, "The song you wrote recently is pretty good. What do you think of it on the Internet? Traditional culture is integrated into music."

"Just... write less in the future." He pinched his chin. "Xian'er" made him dare not brag that Lu Yang was his son in front of outsiders. "Write more about other things."

"good."

"It's no use just saying yes." Lu Yuan's attitude was serious, "This is considered a requirement. You have been able to fulfill it since you were a child, and this time too."

"Go, go, why don't you let Lu Yang go to the sky?" Lu's mother kicked him out, then turned around and said, "It's late, it's time to go to bed, Xiao Gu is a poor child, please take more care of her."

Lu Yang was stunned and looked at his mother's leaving figure without saying a word. In his eyes, Gu Qinghan had nothing to do with pity. Countless people envied her life. How could such a person be pitiful?

It seems that I really want to peek into the chat history.

When he was alone in the room, Lu Yang turned off the light. As soon as he took out his cell phone, Gu Qinghan's message had already been sent.

【How many songs can you come up with in a short time?】

[What happened?] Lu Yang replied, of course he can produce countless songs in a short time, but there must be a limit to the copy, otherwise he will be treated as an alien.

But now his fame is only average, and few people will slowly discover good songs. He is true to his word, but if the golden songs in his previous life failed to shine with their true glory, they will always feel a little guilty.

[Give you a chance to catch up with me quickly.] What Gu Qinghan said was like a bullfighter waving a red cloth and letting Lu Yang, a mad bull, charge at her savagely.

[If you have anything to say, say it directly. There is no need to hide it between us. As long as the singer sings well enough and has the right timbre, I can sing a lot of songs. 】

[My marketing plan on Weibo was noticed by the Gu family, and now I want to build a music platform.] Gu Qinghan briefly explained the purpose of his visit: [They want to ask you about your idea as a planner, and by the way, there will be shares belonging to you.

.]

Lu Yang:?

After a long time, he replied: [Sister Xiao, that jerk, could it be you?]
Chapter completed!