It has been more than half a month since the Shuijun incident, and the entertainment industry has long returned to normal.

It's just that most people, as Chen Li speculated, have a bad first impression of Fat Brother, a newcomer to the entertainment industry.

But it's not bad, at least if the fat brother goes out and says his name again, someone must have heard of it.

Whether Fat Brother likes it or not, accepts it or not, at this point he can only passively accept it.

The Modu Symphony Orchestra and the Modu Boys Choir sent an invitation letter to Brother Fat, hoping that the young master could give some guidance during his busy schedule, but Brother Fat gladly refused.

Just kidding, I still know how much weight I have!

Although the golden finger is in his body, he has always been a hammer and a stick. Although he knows a lot of things, when it comes to what he is most proficient at, he is afraid that he will kill people...

To say that the person who hated this wave of navy most, apart from Fat Brother, was probably Chen Li.

Originally, she wanted to use this shareholder style to stir up this new genre, but Zhou Buu, as the "founding master" of the new genre, wanted to bring newcomers to the galaxy, which was easy.

As a result, not only did it not stir up the limelight, but it also almost ruined Zhou's reputation, but more than half a month has passed, and the previously planned solo album for Zhou's new style has to be carried out as usual.

In the recording studio of Galaxy Films.

"Lanting Linting running script is like running clouds and flowing water.

Under the moon, the door is pushed as carefully as your footsteps are broken

Busy with the Millennium Monument, it is difficult to expand your beauty

The truth can never be given to anyone.”

In addition to the recording engineer, there is Chen Li outside wearing monitoring headphones.

Otherwise, Zhou's speed of handing over songs was too fast, and an album was put together in less than a week, so Chen Li had to worry about the quality of the songs.

Listening to the fat brother practicing three new songs in one breath, Chen Li has to obey!

From her point of view, Zhou Beibu is really the kind of person that God appreciates and eats. All these songs, regardless of the lyrics and music, are excellent, but he can get it at his fingertips!

Although he couldn't sign Zhou, Chen Li could see that Brother Fat was a good-natured and grateful temperament, so he worked so hard to help him. Wei Wenhua's arrangement was only one aspect, and more importantly, Chen Li wanted to use this kind of support. Kindness tied Zhou Beibu to the ship of the Milky Way.

She is also a shareholder of Galaxy, and her shares are not less than Wang Zhi. Besides, if she supports a great god in the entertainment industry, her status will rise even more, and Brother Fat is the most potential and possible artist she has brought. !

After singing the song "Hair Like Snow", the fat brother took off his earphones and tried to listen to the effect. He looked up and saw Chen Li who was giving him a thumbs up outside through the glass.

"Why did Sister Li come here when you have time?"

Brother Fat knows that there will be good things for no reason in this world, but no matter what the purpose of Chen Li is, Brother Fat is very grateful to her.

"Come here and listen to the level of the song that you and I bought tickets for."

Chen Li said with a smile, just listening to these three songs, Chen Li can already predict how popular this album will be!

Each song can be singled out as the title song, but now it's stuffed into one album, what a waste!

"Are you satisfied?"

The fat brother took a sip of the water that Xiaoqi handed over and said, and the fat brother didn't know what Xiaoqi was doing in the galaxy, anyway, he was now assigned to him as a temporary assistant.

"You're amazing! Okay? Practice your songs well, I'll go first."

Chen Li would like to invite several songwriters from the company to come over and listen to the professional opinions. If it is unanimously praised, Chen Li will consider using more resources to cooperate with Zhou or this album.

After Chen Li left, Xiao Qi handed over Brother Fatty's cell phone: "Brother Fatty, your phone was ringing just now, but I didn't answer it."

The fat brother took it and saw that it was the familiar and unfamiliar number - the prank girl.

Just as he was about to hand it to Xiao Qi and let her ignore it, the phone vibrated again.

The fat brother motioned the recording engineer to wait a moment, and answered the phone politely: "Little boy, please don't call again, please? If you do this again, be careful and I will tell your adults!"

"Dad, don't be angry, okay... Nan Nan won't fight anymore, I'm sorry dad."

The little girl at the end of the conversation was yelled at by the fat brother, and apologized timidly.

As soon as the little girl apologized, the fat brother softened again: "I'm sorry I shouldn't yell at you, I just want to tell you that it's wrong to make phone calls, you know?"

"But Dad, Nan Nan really misses you, can you come back and see Nan Nan?"

The little girl asked numbly.

"Okay, I promise you, I'll see you after I've been busy for a while, okay?"

The little girl on the other end of the phone seemed very happy to hear Fat Brother's promise, and the volume was a little louder.

The fat brother handed the phone to Xiao Qi and apologized to the recording engineer: "I'm sorry for the long wait."

"Fat brother, you are too polite! It's like this, listen to this sentence..."

The recording engineer said with sincerity.

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"By the way, I'm going to the magic capital to attend a concert next week."

The fat brother took a mouthful of rice and said vaguely.

"I have annual leave! I'm going too!"

Han Yuyun was so excited that she raised her hand to sign up.

"Comrade Han Yuyun, I have to criticize you! No matter what position you are in, it doesn't happen overnight if you want to make achievements! You think about rest all day long, how can you make progress?"

The fat brother put down his chopsticks and frowned seriously.

"Otherwise, if I don't clean you up for a few days, you've swelled up like this? There's something I haven't settled for you yet!"

Han Yuyun also put down her chopsticks and said with a frown.

"Account? What account?"

"what is this!"

Han Yuyun got up and took out a stack of paper from her bag, slapped it on the table and asked.

When the fat brother saw the stack of papers, he immediately conceded.

I don't know where these passionate and lovely female fans heard that he practiced singing in the Galaxy every day, but he actually wrote a lot of hot, love letters that can be read as a little Huang Wen and sent to the Galaxy.

This is the first time that Fat Brother has received this stuff when he has grown so big. Naturally, he has to take it home and savor it carefully. As a result, Fat Brother hasn't finished reading it yet, Xiao Huangwen, ah no! The love letter is gone.

It was actually taken away by Han Yuyun!

"Can you explain this too?"

Han Yuyun stared at the fat brother and sneered.

The fat brother pondered for a while, and looked at the pile of small...love letters with a heavy expression.

"I'm telling you something, don't be afraid after you hear it!"

The fat brother whispered mysteriously.

"I've burned these letters several times! But they always end up in the crevices behind the sofa!"

The fat brother's gloomy tone made Han Yuyun shudder involuntarily. The momentum that was about to clean up Zhou Qiu's death just now was gone, and he was as uneasy as a little quail.

"You may think I'm talking nonsense. You burn it yourself, and then look into the cracks of the sofa, you'll know that I haven't lied to you!"

Han Yuyun quickly let go of the hand on the pile of love letters, and wrapped her hands around the fat brother's arm, she was so nervous: "Zhou, otherwise you will burn it!"

The flame rose in the pot of the rice cooker and then annihilated, leaving only a pile of black ashes in the pot...

Han Yuyun cautiously opened the sofa: "Huh! Where's the love letter?"

The fat brother sat back at the dining table, took a bite of the dish, and replied with a bewildered face, "What love letter?"

"Just, just now..."

Miss Han pointed to the place where the paper was burned just now, and then looked at the fat brother with a nonchalant face.

"No week!!"