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Chapter 128 Showing off

A warm and warm living room, an oval wooden tea table, a three-seater fabric sofa, two beauties with tears in the corners of their eyes and sobbing lowly, and a big man leaning against the windowsill and looking at the sky leisurely.

But the whole picture is very inconsistent and the style is a bit weird.

Seeing the two beauties, big and small, immersed in the sad atmosphere created by their singing voices, Chen Feng was very proud.

He raised his eyebrows, put his palm up to his ear and made a tilt to listen, and said with a loud voice: "Cough cough cough... Huh? Where is the applause? Why can't I hear it?"

Tang Qingying was still in black eyes with tears in her eyes, and she was slightly circling, but the atmosphere created with true feelings was destroyed by Chen Feng's extremely injustice words.

She couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed, and immediately reached out to slap Chen Feng's waist, and cursed: "Oh, you bastard really hate it! Such a touching scene and such a sad atmosphere were destroyed by you!"

Yun Luoxi also came to finish the fight and said crisply: "Dad, you really don't understand the charm! We are still immersed in your singing and can't extricate ourselves, so you can make trouble."

Chen Feng looked down like a victorious rooster, holding his tail up, and looked down: "Hehehe... I'm offering a ugliness. Are the two female compatriots present satisfied with the moving singing of this great immortal?"

"It's really annoying, why do you learn to speak?" Tang Qingying wiped her tears, and was amused by Chen Feng's tone of her words. She said with a smile, "Okay, your song is really good, I want it! One million, right? Send me the card number and I'll let the company finance transfer it to you later."

"Then I'm disrespectful." Chen Feng bowed and started to thank the people of the world. Then he turned his head to Yun Luoxi and ordered, "Daughter, I'll send your bank card number to your idol later. I'll save this money and treat you as your dowry in the future hahaha."

"Dad!" The shameless father was teased by his father, who was not good at it, immediately climbed up to his cheeks. Yun Luoxi was not willing to do so. He stomped his feet and pouted his mouth, "He is only sixteen years old! What kind of dowry is saved! Do you just want to marry your daughter? I will explain it to you first. If you don't get married first in this life, your daughter will never get married!"

But why is this so weird...

This is really a strange father-daughter combination!

When Tang Qingying heard Yun Luoxi's words, she immediately thought about it, and a hint of surprise and joy appeared in her heart, and she thought to herself: Has this stinky guy really never been married? If this is the case, then wouldn't I have a chance with him...

Thinking of this, Tang Qingying's cheeks suddenly looked ashamed as red clouds.

In order to hide his spring-like heart, Tang Qingying shifted the topic to the song again and said, "Stinky guy, do you have paper and pen here? I'll record the lyrics and music first."

"Sister Tangtang, I'll give it to you."

Yun Luoxi rushed into her small room, took out the paper and pen and handed it to Tang Qingying.

Tang Qingying picked up the pen and wrote and painted on the white paper. After a while, she recorded the rough plot.

This song is not difficult, and it is easy to remember for Tang Qingying, who is at the professional level.

But the lyrics are a bit dizzy. She threw the paper and pen to Chen Feng, and gave him a charming look and said bluntly: "Great talent, fill in the lyrics!"

"Affect the order, the financial owner!"

Chen Feng wrote the lyrics on it, and the pen wandered around the dragon, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced.

After finishing it, Tang Qingying looked at it and said, "The great talent, the handwriting is well written."

"Hey, I'll give you this original masterpiece, so I won't charge extra money."

"If you really give you three points of color, you dare to open a dye room. Just these broken words, you still want to sell it for money, it's so beautiful!" Tang Qingying carefully put the music score into her bag, and said excitedly, "I really want to rush into the studio and get this song out immediately. Why don't we go now?"

Chen Feng walked to the side of the coffee table and added another cup of tea to himself. He drank the throat with a "gum" and then exhaled comfortably, and smiled, "Didn't you say you're going to have a rest today? Why are you going to be a workaholic again?"

Tang Qingying also picked up the teacup and took a sip, then shook her head and said, "You are not a person in the circle, you don't understand. Singers like us, their eyes lit up and their hearts will be moved once they see the song they like very much. They will not even distinguish between working hours and private rest time. A good song is really important for a singer. Some singers even become popular in their lives, but this song can make him eat it for the rest of his life."

Chen Feng said curiously: "So, wouldn't I be very popular? If this song [Balloon] is performed by you and entered everyone's vision, will any singers ask me to invite me to sing?"

"Definitely, and I promise there will be a lot!"

Tang Qingying also firmly believed in this.

Why were Chenshan and Lin Xi given the title of "The Two Gods of the North and South"?

Isn’t it because the songs they wrote are not inferior to the quality level, and I wonder if they have made singers famous!

However, the songs of these two great gods are really hard to invite.

Tang Qingying has been in the industry for ten years and has a wide range of connections. She has only invited more than a dozen songs.

But it was only these dozen songs that directly sent her to the throne of the queen!

Chen Feng touched his chin proudly and smiled, "Hehe, how much is the offer? I think about it. It's better to sell a song for five million. What do you think?"

Tang Qingying sighed angrily: "Oh, you will have no friends like this!"

"Dad! You are just a fortune-teller!" Yun Luoxi laughed with joy.

"Go and go, what do children know? Why do dad make so much money? It's not for you. You have no conscience, you dare to laugh at your dad!" Chen Feng rubbed Yun Luoxi's little head and taught a lesson.

"Hihehe... My daughter is very good, and it can't cost twenty yuan to spend three meals a day. Dad, you should save the money and get a wife. If you sell two hundred songs, you will become a billionaire. Then you will have the capital to marry a beautiful girl like Tangtangjie as your wife..."

"Ha! I dare to make fun of my dad, the evil girl asks for a beating! Look at my Tathagata's itchy magic finger tip..." Chen Feng immediately grabbed Yun Luoxi's armpit and scratched itchy.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yun Luoxi collapsed on the sofa, smiling so hard that his heart was trembling.

Tang Qingying beside her envied the father and daughter very much. When she heard that she wanted to marry a woman like her as her wife, her already blushed cheeks looked even more delicate and spread to the back of her neck. She immediately lowered her head and lowered her eyes, soft and shy, like a flower and a moon.
Chapter completed!
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