The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Under Fang Wen's devil-level supervision, the lyrics written by Zhang Heyu soon had a demo.

Seeing Zhang Heyu's happy look, Zhang Zian felt better.

"Zian, Teacher Fang said that the film will be released today." Zhang Heyu said even more excitedly.

The song I wrote will be released soon. Singing has always been Zhang Heyu's dream, so it's no wonder I'm not excited.

"Excellent, I have already thought of the scene where the fire spreads all over the country." Zhang Zian said flatteringly,

Zhang Zian has a way of making girls happy.

Zhang Heyu was obviously very useful, and he was even happier when he heard Zhang Zian's praise.

Fang Wen turned his head at this time, took off the professional headphones, and said, "The chorus part needs to be recorded again."

Zhang Heyu stuck out his tongue, then asked Zhang Zian to wait for him for a while, then turned around and ran into the audition room.

Zhang Zian looked at Zhang Heyu who was recording seriously in the audition room, turned around and sat aside.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Heyu came out and said a few words to Fang Wen, and then ran to Zhang Zian with a small bag on his shoulders, "Let's go, my sister treats you to dinner, I am very happy today."

Zhang Zian's car was parked at the company, and the two soon arrived at a restaurant.

Looking for a small corner, Zhang Heyu put the menu in front of Zhang Zian, and said proudly: "Zian, order as you like, sister please today."

Zhang Zian was also polite, ordered a few dishes, and then Zhang Heyu added two more dishes before handing the menu to the waiter at the side.

"Zian, what have you been doing for the past two days, and you don't answer the phone." Zhang Heyu pressed his hands on the table, leaning forward, and the scene was very magnificent.

Zhang Zian didn't hide anything either, "I went to Haicheng, and a friend has something to do."

Zhang Heyu didn't ask much, and the two chatted about the song again.

"Teacher Fang said that the next step is to consider marketing. What Teacher Fang means is that he is not allowed to publish songs under his real name, so as to create a sense of mystery." Zhang Heyu said roughly.

Zhang Zian didn't understand either, Fang Wen was a professional, so he nodded.

"Nowadays there are all kinds of songs on the Internet, but they all have one characteristic. They become popular quickly and then decline quickly. If you want to create a sense of mystery from the singer's identity, obtaining it is a breakthrough point." Zhang Zian said after thinking for a while.

The food came out quickly, and the two chatted and ate, and even opened a bottle of red wine.

The happy time always flies by quickly, because Zhang Zian drank a lot of drinks on the plane, and now he drank a lot of wine, he immediately issued an alarm for the accumulation of water in his bladder.

"Sister Yu, I'm going to the bathroom."

After Zhang Zian was released in the toilet, he shivered, feeling refreshed and transparent.

After leaving the toilet, he turned a corner, and a familiar voice came to his ears, and Zhang Zian stopped in his tracks.

"You are liars, get out of the way, I want to go."

"It's all here, don't rush to leave, as long as you agree to our request, everything will return to normal, and we will step up efforts to package you and make you a super first-line female anchor."

"Get out of the way, I'm leaving."

"I don't know how to flatter, hold her down, I took two photos of her, and watched this little girl jumping in front of me all day, let everyone appreciate it together today."

"Ah, don't come here, I'm calling the police."

"Call it, call it hard."

Zhang Zian frowned, turned around and walked towards a box.

Little Timo received a call from the former boss of the company today, saying that he wanted to talk about it. Little Timo thought that the company still had 50 yuan in salary that he hadn't paid to himself, so he agreed.

Little Timo didn't even think about cooperating with his former company. The purpose of meeting today was to get back his salary of 50 yuan. He never thought that they would force him to go back.

Little Timo was so frightened that he took the bag in his hand and shook it vigorously, not letting the two men who looked very wretched around him approach him.

A young man with a gun head and tattooed arms pointed his mobile phone at Little Timo, with a smirk on his face, "Brothers, come on, what are you talking about?"

The two wretched men giggled and reached out to catch little Teemo.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the wooden door of the box was knocked flying, and the body of the young man with flowery arms hit the wall.

The flower-armed youth shook his hand, and the phone fell to the ground.

"Who tm is looking for..."

Zhang Zian stood at the door with a cold face, looking at the lively scene in the box, he sneered.

Little Timo looked towards the door of the box and saw that familiar figure, so excited that he almost cried.

"Mr. Taoxia, save me, woo woo woo!"

Zhang Zian was helpless, little Timo just refused to call him by his name, he either called him Taoxia Langjun or Doctor Zhang.

The flower-armed man said angrily: "Who are you, kid, get out of here quickly, or I'll beat you if you don't."

Zhang Zian directly ignored him, not only did not leave, but also stepped into the box.

"Give it to me and kill him."

The flower-armed man gave an order, and the two who originally wanted to catch little Timo rushed towards Zhang Zian.

He picked up the beer bottle on the table and smashed it at Zhang Zian.

Zhang Zian's figure flashed, and the two of them flew upside down, and then the beer bottle in his hand burst on his head, and he passed out immediately after rolling his eyes.

The flower-armed man took two steps back in fright, and pointed at Zhang Zian tremblingly, "Don't come here, let me tell you, I am the president of the eggplant union, do you know how many anchors I have under my command, you dare to touch me, I'll let all my subordinates expose you and rape you online."

The flower-armed man looked at Zhang Zian who was walking towards him, and felt that his face was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

No, what did little Timo shout just now?

Momoxia Langjun?

Shouldn't...

Before he had time to think about it, a huge slap slapped the flower-armed man directly on the face, and he spun 720 degrees in the air and fell to the ground. He covered his face and dared not speak harshly, and tremblingly crawled under the table.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Little Timo ran to Zhang Zian's side, terrified, and patted his completely neglected chest, trying to win Zhang Zian's care and comfort.

Zhang Zian smiled and said, "Stop pretending, no one has touched you."

Zhang Zian said mercilessly, and little Timo made a fake move to wipe his tears, "I'm afraid."

"He owes you money?"

Zhang Zian glanced at the flower-armed man curled up under the table, looked at little Timo and said.

"Oh, he hasn't given me the rewards from the fans during the live broadcast before."

Little Timo said viciously, wishing he could go up and kick the man with the flower arms immediately.

When I first came into contact with the live broadcasting industry, I signed a contract with the Eggplant Union, which indeed gave me a lot of support and praised me with all my strength, but the union often arranged some wine venues for me.

Although little Timo has the attitude of rejecting if he can, even if he really can't refuse, he won't let those men with ulterior motives have the opportunity to take advantage of him if he goes.

Zhang Zian kicked the table, "Come out and talk."

How dare the flower-armed man go out and get beaten?

"Don't blame me for being rude if you don't come out again." Zhang Zian threatened.

"No, no, come out, come out now."

The flower-armed man tremblingly crawled out from under the table, like a child who made a mistake, not daring to look directly at Zhang Zian.

"Pay back the money owed." Zhang Zian said coldly.

"Repay, I will."

The flower-armed man found his mobile phone from the ground with trembling hands, and quickly transferred the money to Little Timo.

Little Timo snorted when he received the money, expressing his dissatisfaction. Thanks to Zhang Zian's presence, he became much more courageous.

Zhang Zian directly snatched the phone from the flower-armed man, with a little force, the phone was rolled into a roll, the flower-armed man shook his body, and the desire for revenge in his heart was completely gone.

This is a great god, and I can't afford to offend him, so I can only admit it.