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"You pay the salary?" He Wei's complexion eased, and then raised his eyebrows to look at Yun thought.

Yun think about it: 囧o(╯□╰)o

"I will work hard to make money..." moaned weakly.

Although the cost of endorsement is very high, half of it is given to the company and He Wei. This is the difference between a brokerage company and no brokerage company.

She now has all her assets of 15 million yuan, plus the remaining pay for "Justice and Selflessness" which arrived today.

Then I have to pay two million each for Ai Li and Song Qian, as well as her team and 20 million for He Wei.

I instantly felt that I was getting poorer and poorer.

"Sister..." Xue Yu gave Yun a wink and pointed to Ai Li and Song Qian.

After thinking for a while, she said to Ai Li: "Ai Li, if you know someone who wants to settle down and will not cause trouble, introduce me to my brother, you can rest assured that he is different from me, he Very rich!"

Yun thinks that she doesn't want to trouble Song Qian. Ai Li is different. She is not the Song family. There must be friends they know in this circle. It's just that this kind of people think about the circles they can't touch.

"Okay, let me help you." Ai Li agreed to come down.

"Sister, I have a concert next month, how about you coming as a special guest for me?" Xue Yu immediately voted for Li.

Xue Yu is a great **** in the amphibious development of the music scene and the film. His singing is very good. Every concert is hard to get a ticket, and many media reports pay attention. Give him a special guest. The attention will be very high.

"Okay, what to do then, you tell me in advance." Yun thinks about agreeing to come down.

"How do you sing? It is best to be able to sing with me." Xue Yu busy asked.

"I don't know..." Yun thinks that the previous life was not a sing material, but she was not very clear in this life, and there seemed to be no singing in her memory.

"Sing a few sentences to listen." Xue Yudao said.

All of them looked at her all at once. Yun thought about it without fright. She thought about singing two songs of Xue Yu:

Angel falling into the world

Who can see her dance

Flying over discrimination

Please read her gestures

Stage blood and tears soaked

...

Yun Xiangxiang’s voice was ethereal and clear without impurities, and what she heard was the sound of bones and hair, which was different from what others heard. She sang and looked at them with some anxiety: "How..."

"Nice, my sister sings so nicely." Yun Lin took the lead in applauding.

"Very contagious." Song Qian also recognized.

"How could you sing the song "Poetry of the Black Swan"..." This is one of the famous songs that Xue Yu just debuted.

It has been many years. At that time, he wanted to be a singer, but no one could look at him. Later, he entered the world of entertainment and became an artist in He Wei. He Wei told him that only strong enough people are qualified to pursue dreams. .

He Wei pulled out all his thorns and polished his roundness. Everyone thought he debuted as an actor, and later developed the song, but it was not.

At the time Xue Yu made the song in a rather depressing situation, inspired by a little girl who was forced to learn ballet.

He saw the little girl's toes rotate over and over again, like a wooden drill, who seemed to try his best to drill through the ground, no matter how much blood was bleeding, no matter how much pain.

The melancholy melody was sung by Yun Xiangxiang, but it had a different kind of feeling, as if the light that permeated from the darkness broke the original darkness. It seemed that all the pain was to greet the dawn, Full of vitality and hope.

"You can sing this song by then."

He Wei also heard this feeling, and felt that this old song was covered by Yun think, and it will really shine, from sublimation to inspiration.

"Sister or sister, do you want to sing? Brother will compose lyrics for you." Xue Yu asked.

Yun thinks about shaking his head: "Whether there is a specialty in the art industry, no matter if I have talents or not, I will not have enthusiasm and will not take it seriously, and I am not even in the movie industry right now.

"Your sister is stronger than you." He Wei attacked Xue Yu mercilessly after hearing it.

Xue Yu: ...

He has become a picked child!

Can they be the same?

Yun Xiang obviously obviously prefers acting, and he has liked singing since childhood. Songs are his true love, acting is responsible from the beginning to the reality until later as a job.

"Think about it, it's time for dinner." Coco, who was helping in the kitchen, yelled.

Everyone went to wash their hands immediately. Fortunately, her dining room was not small, and she could seat so many people.

After the meal, He Wei confessed to Yun that he wanted to take a MR promotional photo the day after tomorrow, and said some of the next arrangements, and took Xue Yu and Coco away with them. The kitchen and the house were cleaned up by Coco and Wang Yong. .

Yun thought that he was tired for so many days, accompanied Yun Lin to finish his homework, and took a shower and went to bed.

Early the next morning, Yun Lin was sent to school with Song Qian, and Song Qian sent her to find Song Mian.

The car drove for more than two hours. The closer to this direction, the fewer and fewer people. When passing by a doorman, Yun thinks of seeing Song Qian showing a certificate. It took him more than ten minutes to get in from here.

It turned out to be going up the mountain, the scenery along the way was really beautiful.

The car stopped in front of a quaint iron gate and looked into the car window. It was all ancient buildings.

"Here is..." Yun thinks with speculation.

"Song family." Song Qian whispered to Yun, "This is not an old house, the old house is in Suzhou. But young master and old man live here."

"Miss Yun, please come with me." Song Yao even waited for her at the door.

Yun thinks of getting out of the car in silence, and walks in with Song Yao who smiles kindly.

Pavilions and pavilions, corridor waist back, water pavilion covered, horizontal bridge lying wave.

One tree and one tree, one flower and one grass, delicate and elegant.

It is more real and smooth than the filming venues of the costume dramas of the previous life. Being in it really has a feeling of crossing the millennium.

Song Mian was waiting for her at the door of an antique pharmacy. Today he wore a moon-white gown with delicate dark lines outlined in gold cuffs.

With a long body and jade standing, his eyebrows are as picturesque as those in the painting.

Behind him is an atmospheric cornice, flanked by elegant green bamboos.

If Yanyan Ruoshan is independent, the towering Ruoshan will collapse.

He has a mysterious and profound aristocratic charm, which is the essence of the noble son who has been lost in this era.

"Me, am I not here to review?" She always thought she should go to the hospital.

"I'll check it for you again." Song Mian smiled at the corners of her lips, and her eyes were black and purple.

Song Mian did not use any instruments, but pulsed her personally, and then there was no more.

"That's it?" It's completely different from what she thought. She also wanted to toss all day, various instruments upper body!