Chapter 71 Want to make progress too much

Chapter 71 Want to make progress too much

Zhang Shaoyu could no longer hold back when he heard Han Yang talking about his dream of becoming a star.

He felt that Han Yang had begun to put the cart before the horse.

It is obvious that he became famous because of Yang Xiao. Now that he is away from Yang Xiao, can he make a living for the rest of his life by relying on the song "Miss Dong"?
What's more, the copyright of "Miss Dong" is in Yang Xiao's hands.

Whether Han Yang has talent or not, Zhang Shaoyu has been in contact with him for so many years, how could he not know?
He still didn't recognize himself.
So, Zhang Shaoyu is very sober now.

He knows his role.

If you follow Han Yang, you can only drink soup.

What's more, it seems that Han Yang may not even have meat to eat.

What should I do now?
He and Han Yang have always been in a cooperative relationship, but there is no such thing as one being anyone's younger brother.

All this made Zhang Shaoyu feel a little uncomfortable.

In addition, Tianhai Music had other students who had to attend classes, so he had no choice but to rush back.

Yang Xiao also understood the trick at this time.

After being silent for so many years and becoming famous overnight, how many people can keep their original aspirations in mind?
"So you two are about to go your separate ways?"

"Not really. Brother Yang is a pretty good person. He has to focus on his career now. I wish him the best."

Zhang Shaoyu smiled helplessly, "Brother Yang originally owned 70% of the shares of Tianhai Music Studio. Brother Yang said that if I want to take over, I only need to give him 30% of the price. He is quite nice to me."

Hearing this, Yang Xiao nodded.

There is no question of whether Han Yang's actions were right or wrong.

Moreover, Yang Xiao and he were doing business and could not interfere with his choices, so it was not appropriate for him to talk about it.

But now, in Zhang Shaoyu's eyes, the two of them have gradually parted ways, and people with different ideals cannot work together.

It's pretty good that it ended up being a good one.

"So what did you think? Did you answer it?"

“Think about it again”

"Why don't you just take over."

Zhang Shaoyu heard Yang Xiao's suggestion and smiled awkwardly: "I don't have any money at the moment."

Yang Xiao reacted to this problem.

"How much is the total value of all your shares?"

"This studio has been open for more than a year. The total investment was 90,000 yuan at the beginning. Now after the equipment is depreciated, it is only about 50,000 or 60,000 yuan."

"How's your singing?"

"Ah? Are you okay?"

"Compared to Han Yang, how is it?"

"Not worse than Brother Yang. In fact, my major in college was music."

When Zhang Shaoyu heard Yang Xiao change the topic, he didn't know why he suddenly asked this question. He was a little surprised, but also full of expectations.

What is the clue in Yang Xiao's words? Is there another work coming out?

Thinking of this, he felt filled with regret.

At that time, he was the first to discover the value of the song "Miss Dong" and then informed Han Yang!
Who can't sing?
He should have tried it then.

If he had known that he could become famous with just one song, he would not have given way to Han Yang.

But now, it's too late to say this.

If you miss it, you miss it.

On the one hand, he thought it was too expensive at the time and didn't have the courage like Han Yang to take a gamble.

On the other hand, it was because he was too shy to argue with Han Yang at that time. Besides, he didn't have that much money and couldn't afford the price Yang Xiao asked for. He couldn't blame anyone.

"Musicology? Which university did you graduate from?"

“Tianfu Media College.”

"Oh? It's still the media?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiao said nothing more, but pondered for a long time.

Zhang Shaoyu was looking forward to it at this moment.

However, he was too shy to ask, so he just waited quietly for Yang Xiao's next words.

Unexpectedly, after he waited for a long time, Yang Xiao automatically ended the topic and started chatting with him about other things.

Zhang Shaoyu was anxious at the time and insisted on performing a few songs in front of Yang Xiao.

So they took turns to pick up several instruments and showed off their personal skills. Their faces seemed to say with confidence: Write a song for me! I can definitely sing it well!
Yang Xiao could see his little thoughts and said with a smile:

"Shao Yu, stop struggling. Just tell me, do you want to improve yourself too?"

"Well, I want to. Xiao Ge, you don't know, I really want to improve!"

Zhang Shaoyu became excited, "Xiao Ge'er, if you write a song again, you must give me priority!"

Yang Xiao smiled and said perfunctorily: "Okay, I'll definitely do it next time!"

After a while, Zhang Shaoyu's phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Han Yang.

After the call was connected, Zhang Shaoyu talked for a few minutes and kept saying "good things" on the phone.

He even mentioned that Yang Xiao was in their studio today, and then hung up.

"Han Yang? What did I say to you?"

"Well, Brother Yang said that his bar in Lincheng will open on National Day and asked me to go over and play. I said you were there too, so Brother Yang asked me to invite you to go with us."

"Are you going to Lincheng during the National Day?"

"Is Xiaoge free then? If so, let's go together."

Zhang Shaoyu said here with a strange look on his face: "Brother Yang said that if you go, he will definitely arrange everything you like."

"Why does he always speak like a pimp?"

Yang Xiao frowned and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

But after thinking for a moment, he finally agreed.

"Well, if it's number one, it's not impossible. Let's go together."

During the National Day holiday, as senior high school students, although there is no seven-day holiday, they still have a three-day holiday.

It has been so long since I was reborn, but I am still staying in this small place and have never traveled far.

Now it would be nice to take this opportunity to go out and relax and have some fun.

The two were talking.

The heat-insulating curtain at the door was opened by a hand, and a slender figure stood there, saying awkwardly:
"Excuse me, Han. Eh? Teacher Yang? Why are you here?"

When Yang Xiao saw the person coming, he was surprised. He didn't expect to meet his next-door neighbor Lin Wantong here.

She was carrying a wooden guitar on her back and seemed to have come here for something, so she asked immediately.

"Ms. Lin? Uh, this place is owned by my friend. What are you doing here?"

"I heard that the singer of 'Miss Dong', Mr. Han Yang, is here, so I came to visit him today. Mr. Yang, do you know Mr. Han too?"

"Well, it's pretty familiar."

When Yang Xiao heard this, his expression looked a little strange.

No wonder Han Yang is so arrogant.

There are even female fans coming to visit me.

No wonder they are determined to develop in provincial capitals.

It's Sima Zhao's intention.
Lin Wantong also didn't expect to meet Yang Xiao here, and that she has such a close relationship with Han Yang.

"Then Teacher Han isn't here today?"

When Zhang Shaoyu saw the look Yang Xiao gave him, he immediately stood up and explained the situation:
"Are you looking for Brother Yang? He's not here. He's been in Lincheng recently."

"Oh, I didn't come here just to see Teacher Han, it's just..."

Lin Wantong was a little disappointed, but she still told him the purpose of her trip. However, she was a little embarrassed to speak out since Yang Xiao, an acquaintance, was here. She finally said hesitantly, "I just wrote a song and want to record it. If Teacher Han is here, I would also like to ask him for some guidance."

"Oh?"

Yang Xiao was a little surprised when he heard this.

I didn’t expect that Teacher Lin is also a creative contestant like him?
However, Yang Xiao knew that he was just a half-baked person.

Lin Wantong, it seems like you’re serious about this.

But I don’t think I’ve ever heard of her works in my previous life.

I think the level should be still very average.

(End of this chapter)