After the draft became popular, he was secretly favored by the paranoid boss

Chapter 119 They really want to be God C's dogs too
When the whole network was swiped by the two fairy songs that the song turned out to be.

People in the circle are more concerned about the people who brought this explosive song: Gu Nanci and ccc.

However, compared to the overly strong personal style like buried, it is more suitable for my self-composed music.

Obviously, classic songs like hate me and love you, which can be sung by any singer, and are super high-quality and evergreen on the list at a glance, are more cost-effective.

Moreover, Gu Nanci is still an idol.

An idol subconsciously feels that he has no creative ability.

Even though I wrote the first buried, I subconsciously thought it was just a short-lived inspiration favored by the goddess of luck.

Compared with professional composers, it is clear at a glance which is more important.

Therefore, it is no surprise that ccc became the first choice to fight for.

The unfamiliar ccc suddenly broke into the field of vision of his peers and became the object of competition among major entertainment companies.

Just when all the companies crowded their heads to inquire about ccc's news.

A call came from a certain phone that sounded like a deadly ringtone from across the ocean.

c'dog
"Brother! The company's phone number!"

Jiang Xihe looked at the number on the screen, and mocked angrily: "Heh! Last time, he said that we should pack up our things and go home as soon as possible. Being an idol is a fantasy! The result? Baba ran here as soon as the song became popular!"

Recalling the years when he was suppressed and forced to leave, Shang Shixu also turned cold.

But as the oldest one, for the sake of his younger brother for so many years, his rebellious temper had to wear off, and he became no longer impulsive.

Shang Shixu took it over, with a low voice that could not detect any emotion: "Hello? Mr. Liao... Well, the results are not bad, and he is currently in the top [-] of the daily list... I also want to thank the company for the cultivation..."

Cultivate a fart!

Jiang Xihe rolled his eyes.

"Yue Ge? I guess it's unlikely. We haven't been able to contact that ccc teacher for a long time."

Jiang Xihe and Shen Yanyu looked at each other, their eyes turned cold.

Ah!Just know that there is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall!

Sure enough, it was because they fell in love with the song that made them popular, and they wanted to find God C to ask for a song!

If the plagiarism issue is not resolved, how can you still have the face to inquire about it from them?
Apparently, Shang Shixu also thought of this, and with a smirk, he seemed to mention casually: "The last communication was to tell us about Hongguo's Si Chang's plagiarism, but the company doesn't seem to want to do anything about it."

"You said, did you get so angry with Mr. ccc that you stopped looking for us?"

President Liao on the opposite side was silent, and hurriedly explained:

"Hahaha... there is no inaction! It's just...too busy to take care of it some time ago!...immediately! We have sent a notice to h-dik, asking him to apologize and remove all songs and videos from the Internet! Need If so, we will compensate all the gains and losses caused..."

The intestines are all regretful!

Originally, I thought that a few brats would make their debut in a hurry, so what good would they do if they just ran around and bought songs online.

The results of it?
If I had known that ccc was so awesome, the song it made would be an instant hit...

Thinking of the recently cursed composition department with poor quality.

If...if he could have discovered the value of ccc earlier, or the song "Hate Me, Love You" was won by him, and he didn't sing it to those lucky boys.

The artist in his hands will become popular this time with his work!
It's a pity I didn't know it earlier.

Mr. Liao regrets that his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys are hurting, so he can only hope to contact ccc again, and then come up with a fairy song, and keep asking:

"If there is any news about ccc over there, you must notify the company as soon as possible..."

Compared with Mr. Liao who knows the situation, other companies are slower.

But the circle is so big, slow to slow, there is no impenetrable wall.

In the end, I followed the vines and found Le Cai who had a sales record.

...and then even more heartbroken.

I thought that I couldn't find it after asking all over the circle, because the two parties handed over the song privately, or because Qu's father didn't want people to know that he was wearing a vest.

The results of it?
Such a fairy song!
The riding horse was actually listed for sale on the Internet!

The reason why it took a lot of time to find it is purely because this is a new account for a newcomer!Everyone didn't think in this direction!
...The price of 100 million cabbage is still on the horse! ! !

Blood pressure soars.

Looking at c'dog and the others, their eyes are red with jealousy.

Ah!The name is quite self-aware.

...It is indeed ccc's dog, they were all taken to fly like this!Happy to be a dog!

They want to be too! ! !

While biting their handkerchiefs in grief and anger, everyone frantically sent private messages to the ccc backstage, hoping to get favor from the boss.

But say here.

Bliss Roast Roast Roast

Qian Yueliu was in high spirits tonight, pouring down cups of wheat juice.

Cheng Yang and Lan Gui'an were companions, but they weren't considered companions, they had been here for so long, they were about the same age, they got along very well, and they felt like they were close friends.

It is a rare opportunity to talk and drink without knowing it.

Hmm...the two chatted together.

Qian Yueliu was completely thrown aside and ignored.

Mu Ke was the most eye-popping, watching Brother Kukudao, but ended up pouring two cups.

——After hearing that Gu Nanci didn't forget them at the scene of playing songs, and said fire many times, Brother Cool's innocent side under his appearance was revealed for the first time.

Sincerely pulled Gu Nanci, hesitated to speak, and finally drank two glasses of wine...

Then he fell unconscious on the table.

Wen Jiu is not very good at wine, but he likes to talk.

The live treasure was chattering non-stop throughout the whole process, and under the leadership of the atmosphere of Sheniu, Li Yuan also opened up the chatterbox.

The two sat next to Gu Nanci, one on the left and the other on the right, chatting passionately across servers without any sense of distance.

Gu Nanci, who was caught in the middle, was even more critical.

Facing two speakers, one left and one right.

Unexpectedly, there is still no pressure, and I am immersed in the touch of delicious food alone!

I didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so I only ate a few skewers.

But that posture is very grand, holding it in both hands, staring at it, the gaze is more tender and tender than looking at a lover...

Qian Yueliu, who had just answered a few phone calls from small companies that ccc had no hope of trying to pick up from Gu Nanci: "..."

Should say or not.

Is this guy actually the one who wrote buried? !
Done!

I always feel that my children's mental state is somewhat problematic.

After paying the bill, Qian Yueliu turned around and went back to the store as he watched several people walking back.

It was midnight now.

The old city is not as good as the new city, and there are fewer young people. Even in places like barbecue stalls, which get more lively as the night goes by, there are only a few tables left in the store at twelve o'clock.

Qian Yueliu drank a lot today, but maybe he was happy, and when the evening wind blew, he became more sober, and he hardly felt drunk.

Squinting, seeing a cool ladies motorcycle at the door, his eyes lit up.

Pushing the door familiarly, as expected, a woman with long hair draped over her shoulders and a pink curling iron on her head was sitting at the table.

With a plain face facing the sky, his face is delicate, and his sitting posture is extremely heroic.

With one foot on the chair next to him, one hand resting on his leg, and the other holding a bottle of beer, he poured it directly into his mouth.

The type that is not easy to mess with intuition.

While drinking, the woman watched the TV that was turned on opposite.

It is the stage playback of the song - buried.

(End of this chapter)