Hao Heng smiled awkwardly and said, "Zhou Xiang, I've caused trouble for my uncle."

Zhou Xiang said calmly: "Alright, since you are determined to find me, you are bound to cause me trouble."

Hao Heng's expression was stiff and he didn't know how to respond.

Father Zhou brought a big bowl of noodles and asked everyone to eat together.

"Come on, everyone, have a bowl of noodles first, and then you can have more rice."

Seeing that Hao Heng was embarrassed, he took his bowl and picked out another one for him.

"Eat! It's just a simple meal, just make do with it!"

Hao Heng stood up and took the bowl with both hands, "Thank you, uncle."

"You're welcome. Eat quickly."

With the presence of a stranger, the dinner table became quiet. Zhou Niao wanted to hide himself. Zhou Xiang saw it and thought about the purpose of Hao Heng's visit. He decided to let his elder brother sing to him later so that he could know what a nursery rhyme is.

After the meal, Zhou wanted to keep his elder brother. "Brother, listen to what he said. If you have any questions, you can ask directly. Don't worry. I said I don't care, and you should also keep a nonchalant attitude."

"good!"

Zhou Niao sat happily next to her sister.

When Hao Heng came, Cao Xiaosong warned him not to provoke or look down on the people Zhou Xiang cared about, especially her eldest brother and third brother.

He gave him a detailed analysis of the past experiences of all the members of the Zhou family, as well as the changes that had occurred after Zhou Xiang's efforts in the past two years.

When Hao Heng saw Zhou Niao's innocent eyes, he didn't feel sorry for his situation. At least he had a sister who cared about him and loved him.

“I want the same song I heard that day.”

"Do you think you can control it?"

"I may not be able to control it all, but it's a happy new song, and the key is new."

Zhou Xiang ignored him and turned to look at his eldest brother, "Brother, sing "Three Monks" to him."

"good!"

As soon as Zhou Niao opened his mouth, Hao Heng knew why Zhou Xiang rejected him. He was too arrogant. No one else could control this song as well as Zhou Niao.

Maybe it’s because no one is like Zhou Niao.

After Zhou Niao finished singing, Zhou Xiang asked Hao Heng, "What do you think?"

"I know what you mean. Actually, I'm running around looking for fresh songs. I want to collect ten or twelve songs and make an album.

My family didn't support me singing, saying that it was not my proper job. I wanted to give it a try, so they gave me a year. If it didn't work out, I could go back to work.

Do you think this is okay? You can sing the duet of this song, and I'll bring Zhou Niao with me to record this song together."

Zhou Xiang didn't expect that he would change his plan immediately, but she also had ideas about releasing an album. She had plenty of songs, not to mention one album, she had enough for ten albums.

But! Zhou Xiang rolled his eyes and said, "I know someone who has a lot of new songs, but I have a request."

Hao Heng's eyes lit up with excitement. "Tell me, tell me, I'll agree to anything you ask."

Zhou Xiang waved his hand and said, "Sit down, don't get excited."

After he sat down, Zhou Xiang asked his eldest brother, "Brother, would you like to record your voice on a tape? Just like what you heard on my second sister's tape recorder, we can sell it and people can buy it and hear your singing on the tape recorder."

“Can I make money?”

"Of course. The more you sell, the more money you make."

"That's great! I want to make money!"

Since the eldest brother is willing, then it will be easy to talk about it. "Hao Heng, I can help you get songs. If you plan to make this album a children's song, I can get them for you.

But, first, you can't expose me, you can't expose my big brother. Second, my big brother won't go with you, so your studio must come, even if it's in the city, my big brother will go to the city at the farthest.

Third, the price of lyrics and music is another matter. My eldest brother must take one third of the profits from your album. Actually, I plan to take half. After all, with my eldest brother's participation, your children's song album has been greatly enhanced.

Don't rush to answer, go back and think about it, or go to No. 1 Middle School and listen to another song, which was also written by that person."

The shameless Zhou Xiang turned all the plagiarism into her own original works.

Hao Heng was sent away by Zhou Xiang, and he returned to No. 1 Middle School in a daze.

Some students from No. 1 Middle School had already entered the school one after another, and he followed them into the campus.

The stable, peaceful, relaxed and harmonious atmosphere surrounded him all of a sudden, allowing him to relax his body and mind instantly.

How long had it been? How long had it been since he'd felt this relaxed? Ever since he started junior high, he hadn't felt relaxed.

There is no difference between aristocratic schools and society, with the same intrigues and deceptions. Such a peaceful and harmonious campus atmosphere is rare in primary schools in the capital.

As I walked in, I could hear the cheerful singing of students.

Turn three times and turn right three times

Twist your neck and butt

Go to bed early and get up early, let's do some exercise

…….

He walked along with the song and listened from beginning to end. This was an adult children's song, just like "Three Monks", suitable for adults to sing.

He didn't leave the school until the bell rang. He had a clear idea in his mind: success or failure depended on this one move.

Adult children's songs are definitely a breath of fresh air in a market flooded with love songs.

The next day, early in the morning, Hao Heng knocked on the door of Zhou's courtyard.

The first thing he said when he saw Zhou Xiang was, "I agree to your terms."

Zhou Xiang rubbed his eyes, yawned, and let the person in.

"Let's talk after breakfast."

"Um!"

Hao Heng sat at the table, watching the Zhou family members doing their own things in an orderly manner until Zhou's father called for dinner.

He hurried into the kitchen to help serve the food.

Millet porridge with salted eggs, served with steamed buns made of leavened dough, is a simple meal that makes you feel relaxed and happy.

Zhou Niao and his brother went out to attend class. Zhou Xiang signaled him to speak quickly and gave him half an hour.

"I heard another song sung in No. 1 Middle School. They're all children's songs suitable for adult choruses. I want ten of them."

"Aren't you afraid that they'll all be the same?"

"Don't worry, with these two songs, the album will be a big hit."

"I understand what you mean. You don't want to sing love songs like those Hong Kong and Taiwan stars. You want to be unique. But pure children's songs are too unique. How about this! Add a few cheerful songs and I guarantee you'll be an instant hit."

Hao Heng nodded, "Okay! I must prove that I can do it."

Zhou Xiang raised his hand to stop his excitement and asked, "How much are you going to pay for each song?"

Hao Heng looked at her and asked cautiously, "How much does your friend want?"

"My friend doesn't want to be exposed. I asked her yesterday. She wants to buy out each song for 100,000 yuan. No matter how much the royalties are, they will all belong to you. Of course, if there are losses, they will also belong to you."

She even felt the last sentence was redundant. These were all songs sung in her previous life, so how could she lose money? A hundred thousand buyout was a bargain.

Every song that becomes extremely popular can reach tens of millions, so one hundred thousand is just a drop in the bucket.