Everyone says they want an assistant like Yang Xiaoli, who is not only cute, but also cooks delicious meals, is extremely hardworking, and is very obedient.
Yan Mofei asked her to build an arch bridge at the back, and she immediately obeyed and ran to build the arch bridge.
With hands on the ground and feet on the ground, the whole person is bent into the shape of a large arch bridge.
At first, I built it facing the ground, but later I felt it was not right, so I turned around and built it facing the sky.
Everyone watching burst into laughter.
"My little carp is so cute. Whatever I say is true. There's nothing wrong with the arch bridge."
"What do you mean yours? That's Brother Yan's. Xiaoli never delays any order from his own boss."
"It looks good, I like it, I have placed an order, please continue."
"Little Carp is so cute! Who would have the heart to walk on such an arch bridge?"
"This bridge can even flip over, haha. But Xiaoli's waist looks pretty good. I thought it couldn't bend down, but it went down in an instant."
Yang Xiaoli felt the blood rushing to his head and he felt dizzy.
"Boss, I can't hold on any longer."
"If you can't hold on, change your position."
Yang Xiaoli said "oh", not feeling anything wrong at all. So he changed his bend to a standing position and performed a one-legged stand for everyone.
Then there's the roc spreading its wings, the puppy gazing at the moon, and the monkey stealing peaches...
The number of postures is staggering.
The entire live broadcast room was filled with laughter.
"This is a live streaming room. This little assistant is so funny."
"As a fan of Xiaoli, I quietly light a stick of incense for her. From now on, it's obvious that she's a husband who's very well-disciplined. She's so obedient."
"Wow, there are so many positions. I wonder if you can handle it."
"Don't worry, maybe brother is the one who takes the lead, and sister Xiaoli can only passively bear it."
"Why did this car suddenly speed up? I haven't even fastened my seat belt yet."
With Yang Xiaoli performing behind him, the entire live broadcast room remains lively.
Until someone came in and the topic changed instantly.
"Is this the livestream room? Do you have any more Chinese-style songs like the one just now? I want to buy some."
While everyone was joking, they also noticed this comment and immediately gave way.
"Brother Yan, someone is here to buy songs!"
"This ID looks familiar, I think I've seen it somewhere."
"Isn't this the owner of that Qulefang?"
"Really? Isn't Qulefang about to collapse?"
Yan Mofei didn't know what Qulefang was, so he picked up his phone and searched for it.
It was discovered that the signboard of Qu Le Fang had existed for a hundred years. Qu Le Fang was originally an opera troupe, and the owner was a famous actor. After that, he retired behind the scenes and founded this Qu Le Fang and formed a new opera troupe.
In recent years, as fewer and fewer people have been hired to perform opera, the new generation of bosses have simply changed their careers, replacing the original opera with modern songs, which no longer look out of place.
However, due to his reform, most people dispersed, and only a few stayed, willing to continue with him. Without the income from opera, everyone thought of starting with online music.
It wasn't easy to change careers because I'd been singing opera for years, so I always had a certain accent. When I sang pop songs, it was a little different.
Now, although a lot of changes have been made, it still cannot meet the standards of the public. The songs he sings are neither hot nor cold.
And as they have developed to this point, they have good voices but not often produce good songs.
I bought a few pop songs online, but the profits I earned were just enough to keep the music studio running.
The boss also wanted to find some good songs suitable for his staff to sing, but good songs were so rare that they were hard to come by. Some of the most popular songs were either self-sufficient or sold to artists at entertainment companies.
They are well-known enough and their singing is very exciting.
What does Qulefang have? Except for a voice that has been used in opera singing, there is nothing else.
The boss then thought about changing his career and shooting videos online, singing some popular songs in a twisting and winding manner like opera.
It did attract some people at first, as they found it novel and curious. But after the songs were adapted, someone would come and ask for the adaptation fee.
Several videos with high likes were quickly removed and no longer allowed to be sung. Even if a few pop songs were remade, they still couldn't have the same charm.
After going around in circles, the owner of Qulefang wanted to give up, but he couldn't bear to leave behind everyone who had always supported him.
If the sign that has been passed down for hundreds of years really breaks in his hands, he will not have the face to see his ancestors.
Feeling negative, he browsed the Weibo and found a trending topic. Out of curiosity, he went in to take a look and discovered that this star named Yan Mofei was actually selling songs.
It's not a normal sale, but you have to buy the product and then get the authorization. It's like buying something and getting the song for free.
It just so happened that the boss didn't have much savings, so if he scraped together enough, he could still afford to buy one. So he thought he'd try his luck and see if he could stumble upon the one he needed.
Yan Mofei put down his phone, snapped his fingers and told Yang Xiaoli to take a break, as it was now his turn to perform.
"Yes, and we can customize it for you."
The boss was a little confused. Specially customized?
"Do you need me to bring someone over here?"
"No need. I already know your general information. Several of the artists under you are from opera backgrounds."
"How about this, it's still 200,000 yuan per song. I'll write it first, and you can decide whether to buy it after you read it."
The boss was even more stunned, as he had never been treated like this before.
When I bought songs before, those people would just set the price as soon as the song came out, with an impatient look on their faces, as if selling the songs to them would be a loss.
But it is true, after all, the songs they bought were only worth 20,000 yuan at most.
The asking price here was 200,000. He could afford to buy one song, but he also needed to think carefully about whether the song was worth the price.
"good."
Yan Mofei asked his boss to start a live broadcast and then connected with his boss.
This time when he was creating, he asked someone to point the camera at his manuscript paper, and then he picked up the pen and began to create stroke by stroke.
The speed was very fast, notes jumped onto the paper one by one, occasionally revising one or two. Then, words appeared on the paper one by one, jumping as if they had life.
After a while, a song was born under the witness of the audience in the live broadcast room.
This was the ability he had just officially demonstrated today: his ultimate creative inspiration. As long as he wanted to create, decided on a theme, and thought of a general direction, inspiration would flow endlessly from his mind.
All the knowledge accumulated before came in handy today.
After completing the creation, Yan Mofei raised his head, put down his pen, and blew lightly.
"Well, you can ask one of your artists to give it a try and sing."
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