Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

Tan Zhenhua moved in his heart and promised: "Sister Lian, I joined the Ningbo-Hong Kong Club today. We are a family. I have just arrived here. I will ask you for many things in the future. What can I do for you? Just speak up."

Lin Yilian hesitated for a long time, but thinking of the importance of this matter to her, she made up her mind to speak: "I want to ask you, what is the name of the song you sang just now, who made the words and who wrote it. Are there any people who promised the song, Brother Tan, do you know? If you know, can you tell me?"

When he said this, he immediately dispelled the thoughts that Tan Zhenhua had in his chest just now, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. However, he adjusted his emotions in an instant.

He understood, and dared to love this popular DJ, the future singer queen, moved his mind to want this song.

Also, a good song is too important for a singer. You have to know how many singers can hold their jobs for half their lives just because they sing a popular song... Well, they are all fellow villagers of the Ningbo-Hong Kong Association, and it’s nothing to give them, but I’m a little sorry for the future Miss Huixian, then But one of the goddesses in my mind back then...

However, although the purpose of coming here today has been mostly completed, and it can even be considered as overfulfilled, there is still one small matter, why not fall on this one?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smiled and asked: "Miss Lian, what are you asking about this? Do you want to come and ask for this song?"

Lin Yilian bit her lip and said, "Brother Tan, you have seen through. Yes, I want to come to ask for this song. You don’t know if you are not here. For a singer, how important a good song is. It can even be said that for a good song, I am willing to pay any price."

After all, Ruoyoruo glanced at Tan Zhenhua, causing his cautious liver to jump uncontrollably for a long time.

These stars in the Hong Kong entertainment industry, don't think she is younger than yourself, but the ability to refuse and welcome is first-class, no wonder it will be popular in the future. Tan Zhenhua exclaimed and warned herself to be careful.

Pretending to hesitate for a moment, Tan Zhenhua pretended to be embarrassed and said to Lin Yilian: "Sister Lian, I won’t hide it from you. This song is called "Song of Thousand Thousand Thousand Que". It was actually when I was in Ningdu, I heard occasionally passing by. An old white-bearded grandfather at the door sang it. I thought it was so nice at the time, so I begged him to teach me, so I don’t know who wrote it. Maybe it was the old white-bearded grandfather? It’s a pity that I was old at the time. I was young, and forgot to ask his name.

Lin Yilian was taken aback when she heard this, and sighed in her heart, where can she find an author with no background? It seems that I am going to have no relationship with this song, but after thinking about it, I suddenly realized that this young man Tan is obviously lying!

You are so good in Ningdu, there is a white beard grandfather who came to teach you a song, and the special one is actually a Cantonese song. If I really believe in you, then I saw the big head!

She was about to expose Tan Zhenhua’s lie, but she heard that the fat sister on one side had already made a fuss and yelled: "Oh, Lord Tan, how blessed you are, you see that you can teach you how to go out and meet a white beard grandfather. You are such a nice song, and I am 100% sure that this song has never appeared in our Xiangjiang. Could it be that the grandfather you met is the incarnation of the **** of song?"

Xiao Hei is even more exaggerated: "Oh, Lord Tan, it turns out that this old grandfather you met is not only the **** of singing, but also the **** of singing in Hong Kong. Or else he should teach you a Cantonese song. what?"

Sister Fei immediately said: "Yes, it must be our **** of singing in Xiangjiang, and he must have already arrived in Hong Kong. Our son Tan will definitely make a difference in Xiangjiang, so he specially taught him this Cantonese song, son Tan, you Does it make sense to say what I said?"

Tan Zhenhua: "..."

Well, there is no way to chat with these two normally, he had to laugh awkwardly, and did not answer the voice, but continued to say to Lin Yilian: "Sister Lian, I am really not perfunctory. A few days ago, I was Xiangjiang met several people. One of them is my fellow brother. He has twin sisters. He is just 14 years old this year. He has liked music since childhood. I listened to the songs they sang and thought it was very good. I wanted to help them. As for this The song is intended to be given to the sisters.

He said that although he didn't explicitly admit that the song was written by him, but the meaning inside and out of the words was so obvious.

Lin Yilian heard that this song had already been promised, and was quite disappointed, but she still refused to give up: "Tan Gongzi, it is their luck that you want to help them, but I also have some doubts. Just now, I When I hear it, I feel that the mood is especially suitable for a person's low-pitched singing. They are a pair of sisters, so do you give this song to your sister or to your sister?"

What she said is true. I think that back then, Miss Huixian was also half-sweet and not purple in the Hong Kong performing arts industry for many years. Then she decided to quit the music scene and immigrate overseas. She sang this song at the final farewell performance, but became This is the most popular and widely circulated classic in her life.

Tan Zhenhua tilted her head and thought for a while and said: "Sister Lian is right, but in that case, I will copy again... No, I also need to think about whether Grandpa Whitebeard taught me any other songs. It’s been many years, thinking about it is a headache!"

When Lin Yilian heard that there was a door, Tan Zhenhua let go, so he didn't hurry up with the snake and stick!

"Brother Tan, you are so talented and write... I remembered that a few songs were not easy to come by. I will give this song as you promised to give it to me, okay? I promise you, if your little sister wants Entering the show business, I will definitely help them as much as I can. Okay? Okay?"

As she said, she shook Tan Zhenhua's arm vigorously, so that his eyes were full of gold stars, and she had to surrender to: "Okay, good, for you, I'll think about it again."

Lin Yilian got what she wanted, but she was so happy, she leaned over and took a sip of Tan Zhenhua's profiled face, "Bhag". Then he smiled and said, "This is a reward for you, brother."

Tan Zhenhua suddenly got a black line in his forehead. This is because he was molested by Chi Guoguo!

Shao Yifu, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, stood up and smiled and said, "Zhenhua, you have opened my eyes to the old man today. You are just like the old Bao said, everything will do. Come here, get paper and pen. Come, give me this song quickly."

Dare to love, this old man is also thinking about this song.

As a tycoon in the entertainment industry, if a song can become popular, he will know immediately after listening to it. According to his experience, this "Song of Thousand Thousand Que" must not be a small fire, but a big fire!

But having said that, even if he is Tan Zhenhua’s elder, even if he was introduced today and agreed to go north, he gave Tan Zhenhua great face and help, but this song is something of others, and he cannot rely on his age. Strong, right? Do you want to pass this old face?

So when Lin Yilian, a popular new DJ singer under his banner, was starting to sing, he was absolutely optimistic.

Now Tan Zhenhua is relieved, so what are you waiting for? It is serious to win quickly. He can even foresee that as soon as Lin Yilian's song is released, her status will immediately be promoted from the newcomer to the queen!

The pen and paper were quickly brought in and handed over to Tan Zhenhua, but I saw this genius, a billion-dollar young master, who has conquered the audience with his words and talents, and the young Junjie held the pen against the blank paper. He didn't write a word for a long time.

Seeing his face flushed, Shao Liuye couldn't help asking with concern: "Zhenhua, what's the matter with you? Is it uncomfortable?"

Tan Zhenhua flushed, and weakly replied: "Um, Liu Ye, who do you read music here?"

"……What?"