In the studio.

He Xiao and Zhang Ya sat opposite each other. There were two bentoes in front of him. Through the glass packaging, you could see the rice and dishes inside, which were arranged neatly.

There are two dishes and one soup in total, with meat and vegetables evenly matched, and a fried egg was added to the rice.

"Thank you for running with me yesterday. This is a thank you."

Zhang Ya raised her hands, held a leather hood in her mouth, calmly tied her hair up, and tied herself a ponytail.

"Hi, you're so kind."

He Xiao said this, but he didn't stop in his hand and opened the lunch box directly. It was quite warm and stuffed a chopstick into his mouth, which tasted good.

Seeing that he was eating deliciously, Zhang Ya suddenly had a smile on the corner of her mouth, and then she also scooped a spoonful of spinach soup with a spoonful of drinks. The two of them had a good taste of it.

Everyone resting around looked at the couple enviously. Even Yu Xiao sighed at the wonder of fate. Unexpectedly, the relationship between He Xiao and Zhang Ya was getting closer and closer. Could it be that it would be a good story in the end? That was a big joy in the studio.

Here, after dinner, He Xiaoxin left the lounge with satisfaction and came to the rehearsal room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the three people in the band sitting in a row, looking at their phone nervously.

"Master, come and play with Daji~"

A numb voice came from Xu Yuan's phone, and He Xiao couldn't help but feel a black line. The three of them were bored waiting for him and started playing games.

"Brother Xiao is here, hang up, hang up."

When Xu Yuan saw He Xiao, he clamored to hang up the phone. Brother Chen, Li Yang and others stared at the phone with reluctance and said anxiously: "Don't, I'm super amazing!"

"Yes, I'm going to win soon!"

Both of them are more addicted. They suddenly have to work when they are in high spirits and almost cried.

He Xiao waved his hand and said happily: "It's okay, don't worry, we will rehearse after playing this."

The group of people breathed a sigh of relief, He Xiao sat on the small stool where he usually rehearsed, placed several pieces of music on the stand, then picked up a guitar, played a prelude gently, hummed a few lines according to the melody, shook his head, changed to a guzheng, played several strings, pondered for a moment, and then sat in front of the drum set.

His trouble was being auditioned.

Chinese style does not refer to music composed entirely of Chinese musical instruments, but the musical melody is biased towards this. In fact, there are other Western musical instruments combined, which is a type of pop music.

He Xiao wants to find a feeling because the songs he wants to rehearse are quite difficult and cannot be challenged by ordinary people. Even for professional singers, it is difficult.

As soon as the sound of the instrument was played, Xu Yuan and others who were playing the game were attracted. The more they listened, the more curious they became. They didn't know what songs He Xiao had made this time, and they wanted to participate immediately.

So several people pushed to the high ground in a wave, quickly ended the game, and then ran over and asked, "Brother Xiao, what kind of song is this?"

"Yes, it sounds so nice!"

The three of them surrounded He Xiao in the center, asking while looking for the music score, and after finding it, they squeezed their heads over and rushed to read it.

The three songs He Xiao chose are all classics in Chinese style. No matter which song he chooses to perform, he will be confident of achieving good results.

I dare not magnify the words and say that I will definitely win. After all, the singers participating in the competition are not famous people, they are all old tricks in the music industry, but it is certain that they are firmly in the top three. He Xiao has this confidence.

The rehearsals of several people lasted until after 10 o'clock in the evening. The employees outside were almost gone after get off work, and only the animation team of "One Under One" was left. Zhang Yongkang had red eyes and kept modifying the picture with a few old colleagues.

"Hey, Mr. He? Have you finished rehearsing?"

Seeing He Xiao come out, Zhang Yongkang asked with respect in his eyes.

It is not a respect for the boss's identity, but a respect for talent and work attitude.

He Xiao sets an example and works until ten o'clock in the evening. It is difficult for ordinary bosses to do this.

The artist studio itself is based on artists as the core and serves artists. He Xiao is also working hard when others work for him, which is very rare.

"Well, you guys should get off work early too... By the way, I will send you an anime script in two days, and the New Year's Eve will be in less than half a year. We have to continue working hard this year."

He Xiao put on his coat and seemed to remember something when he was about to leave, and then ordered Zhang Yongkang.

"Okay, go slowly." Zhang Yongkang agreed immediately, looking a little excited.

Because He Xiao is going to enter this year's Spring Festival New Year holiday again.

Last year's "White Snake: Origin" made their studio a hit and became the top in the industry. He Xiao meant that this year he planned to continue to hit the Spring Festival period and break the record of "White Snake". How could he not be excited?

He Xiao said this, of course, on a whim. Now the main product that the studio makes money is still animation. If he wants to build his own entertainment empire, what he needs most is huge financial support, so animation must be done.

There is less than half a year left before this year's Spring Festival, so it's not too late to start preparing now, because Zhang Yongkang's team is very efficient, as long as there is a good script, it's fine.

There is a good script in He Xiao, just like "The Origin of the White Snake", which is adapted from the folk mythology of the Chinese Kingdom. However, this time it is no longer about the love between Xu Xian and Bai Snake, but the story of Nezha, a little devil in Chentangguan during the Shang Dynasty thousands of years ago.

This movie is a bit amazing. As soon as it was released in the world of black mobile phones, it caused endless waves. It hit nearly 5 billion yuan in the form of a dark horse, ranking among the top three in the box office in Chinese film history.

So if He Xiao could really shoot this film, his studio would be truly famous!

He will also make a big profit and become a billionaire.

Of course, these are all later stories. You have to wait until the "Singer" ends and the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, so that you can have the energy to do it and see it at first sight during the Spring Festival.

His top priority now is the last regular season competition for "Singer".

After saying goodbye to Xu Yuan and others, He Xiao sat in the car. Paramela, who was parked next to him, had long disappeared. In the afternoon, he got home from get off work.

When the fire broke out, He Xiao started to set off at home. The air conditioner was not turned on, and the car windows were lowered to leave half of the space. The cool breeze blew on his body at night, which was so comfortable.

He Xiao still likes driving. Unless there is something wrong or long distances, He Xiao won’t let Shi Dahammer pick him up.

He was obsessed with the pleasure of driving, and he slammed the accelerator and forgot all his fatigue.

After returning home, He Xiao took another shower and went to bed early to accumulate strength for tomorrow's competition.
Chapter completed!