His entertainment life

"Brother sun, let go!" Master Zhu's face was gloomy, but the more he was like this, the more worried Master Sun was. Master Sun could only sigh: "brother Zhu, it's just a match. Don't be so excited!"

Master Zhu couldn't bear to be comforted in his life. He finally escaped from Master Sun. With a cold hum, he said angrily, "the provincial Music Association is in a mess! What a mess He laughed and said: "an outsider has made a mess of the provincial Music Association! What a mess No one spoke any more, including Wang Siku, who did not know how to express his position.

Master Zhu's dismissal does not mean that Zhang Aoyang will have a chance to breathe. A beautiful young man in plain clothes stood up again and stood in front of Zhang Aoyang. The eye is like a knife, "Zhang Aoyang! How dare you compare the new Chinese style songs? " Zhang Aoyang smiles and shows his company at any time.

"In the small town, the years have passed, the clear courage."

"Washed memories, I remember you, live with pride."

Orchid finger a pick, the man dressed in a Drama Singing open end. This is still a tangled poem "Huo Yuanjia".

Wang Siku suddenly picked an eyebrow, and the elder brother still sang from the middle. But he sang the only two tonal lyrics, leaving behind a series of tongue twisters.

It's not stupid for the young man in open clothes to learn that both of his predecessors have failed in the high pitch and convergence. Naturally, he will not continue to study Zhang Aoyang's range. There are many kinds of songs, and the music that dominates the Chinese style is not just a single pure song. He still has many kinds, such as Rap rap.

The difficulty of rap lies in recitation, but in exertion. So long, so fast, who can guarantee that the performance can really be word for word, no jam, no wave? The young man in loose clothes gave a poisonous smile, Zhang Aoyang! I'm going to make you soft in my crotch today!

Don't want Zhang Aoyang to shine, flexible next.

"Oh! There are several rounds of life, waiting in the arena, life and death, winning something, sneering

"Who is the first in the world. In order to stop fighting, we uphold martial arts morality. "

"My fists are very good, but how can I just add a false name."

"It's hard to know who is strong and who is qualified to unify the Wulin."

In the bloodbath, the more Zhang Aoyang killed, the braver he was, and the stronger he fought. This fight belongs to the music world. In fact, it should be over here, because everyone is silent and dare not confront Zhang Aoyang again. Treble, convergence, rap three categories have been completely suppressed, today's men's mouths have been unable to hang up. The next master just wanted to mention that he was aggrieved, and Zhang Aoyang just wanted to continue to frustrate their spirit. But unexpectedly, Master Sun struck the crutch quietly, intimidating the man who wanted to come out to answer the enemy.

"Stop it! Don't be shameful again The man didn't move any more, so he stood still.

Wang Siku was slightly impressed by this successive confrontation. Seeing that Master Sun had come forward to stop the dispute, he quickly stood in front of Zhang Aoyang and sighed: "forget it! Don't compare! Zhang Aoyang is not our opponent

"Wang Siku, turn your elbow out?" Wen Yan, a punch in his pretty face. Wang Siku was hit hard by this fist, and his cheek was sunken, leaving bruises. Zhang Aoyang's eyes widened. He quickly held Wang Siku and said, "are you ok?" Wang Siku pretended to be strong and shook his head.

Wang Siku really just wanted to test Zhang Aoyang with the help of famous experts, so he didn't stop it. Who would have thought that after the three generals were cut off, Zhang Aoyang, instead of panting for breath, became braver and braver. If it goes on like this, the Music Association of the provincial capital is going to make trouble when it comes to the provincial capital! As one of the six factions, how could Wang Siku watch the provincial capital fall?

Zhang Aoyang saw that Wang Siku was ok, and then he looked coldly at the friend who had just made a fist. What's a fight? What's a fight? Zhang Aoyang grabbed the man's collar and lifted it with one foot. There was no time for everyone to come back. The man has fallen to the ground, Zhang Aoyang this foot is for Wang Siku revenge.

But no one dared to stop it. It was because they were afraid that Zhang Aoyang would use force that everyone remembered to fight him. Now Zhang Aoyang wants to fight. Who can stop him? Wang Siku can only hold him hard and hope he doesn't make trouble.

Zhang Aoyang gave him face, but he didn't go on. These people's eyes are full of hatred, but also increase fear. At least Zhang Aoyang saw who, whose eyes are trembling, whose legs are soft.

If master sun does not dare to preside over major events, he has to let Wang Si suffer. Wang Siku doesn't want to be hostile to Zhang Aoyang at all. He must tell you that cooperation with Zhang Aoyang is the best policy! Against Zhang Aoyang is against the God of wealth!

"Everybody, listen to me!" Since Wang Siku had been beaten, his family was ashamed. No one can stop him from trying to express his thoughts. Seeing the situation, sun raised his hand and asked Wang Siku to continue.

"Recently, our provincial Music Association is going downhill. Am I right?" Wang SICU is right. Recently, the celebrities of the provincial Music Association seem to have no real songs to win except for money. They seem to have been in this position for a long time, so they forget their original ability. After a long stay in gentle country, the wolf will forget that predation is his duty, not to mention being a man?No one refuted Wang Siku's words. It's true that these years have been too comfortable. Otherwise, I won't be afraid of the thriving Zhang Aoyang! It's just because Zhang Aoyang is going backwards when he is going up. This gap is getting bigger and bigger. No wonder Zhang Aoyang is not afraid of these mediocre and weak wastes at all!

A famous Chinese wind musician, a redwood guest, stands up and talks. "Wang Siku, Mr. Wang, what do you want to do?"

Finally speaking of the point, Wang Siku told everyone about his plan to cooperate with Zhang Aoyang to promote the efficiency of music communication in the provincial capital and make money together. No matter how bad it is, even if Zhang Aoyang changes his job in the future, the short-term peace will make everyone here earn a lot. Isn't that a good thing?

People listen, really! Don't you want to use your job to get more money? The Sequoia guest touched his chin and deliberated, "how much can we share with Zhang Aoyang?"

Can you ask Wang SICU about this? Wang Siku has to count!

"There are 1607 people here, all of whom are from six music schools. Even if the record sales are stable at around 700000, with Zhang Aoyang's reputation, 45 records will be distributed to six music schools. How much money can we have for one music school?" He continued with a smile: "it's just the money for the record. There will be endorsements, publicity, commercial performances and so on in the future."