Chapter 112 He Was Scared and Convulsed

The contract matter was signed by Li Fan and Zhao Feng.

Although Zhao Feng was blind to the entertainment industry, he was like a good baby in this restaurant, looking at the contract word by word, and immediately told Li Fan if there was anything he didn't understand.

And Xue Qian took a look at it, then stepped to the sofa and sat on Mengmeng's side.

"Little beauty, why are you so beautiful and cute?" Xue Qian said with a smile on his face.

"Aren't you cute and beautiful?" Mengmeng's big watery eyes flickered, interpreting her happy mood.

"Of course, you are the most beautiful and lovely little crush I have ever seen."

"Giggle...uh... little brother, you are cute and pretty too." Mengmeng said with a giggle.

"No, the little brother should be handsome, Mengmeng, who do you think is handsome, me or your father?" Xue Qian teased Mengmeng and said.

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng was taken aback for a moment, then snorted softly, leaned into Zhang Han's arms with a small body, and said: "My papa is handsome, and my papa is the most handsome. You don't look good, hum."

"Hahaha..." Xue Qian laughed heartily.

Zhang Han also shook his head with a chuckle. For him, Mengmeng is happy, and nothing else matters.

"Brother Zhang, your daughter is so kind." Xue Qian felt that the time was almost here, and he called Mr. Zhang a bit heretical, so he called Brother Zhang, which seemed a little more believable.

"That's natural." Zhang Han said with a light smile, and his face also raised such a sense of pride, as if to say that with such a cute and well-behaved daughter, his life is enough.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, let me ask you something." Xue Qian thought for a while and said.

"Ok."

"Under what circumstances did you write this song for an actor? I think Brother Zhang's music skills are really good."

This song made him feel that it was written in his bones. When he saw Zhang Han at this time, he felt like a hero.

Zhang Han smiled without saying a word.

Under what circumstances was it written? Written in the context of rebirth,

You can write songs after rebirth.

"Eh..." Xue Qian pondered for a while, and said, "Brother Zhang, may I leave you a contact information? We can exchange music in the future."

"I do not have time."

Zhang Han directly refused.

Xue Qian couldn't help but startled slightly, then smiled wryly, and at the same time had a little understanding in his heart.

The character of literati is sometimes a bit weird, there is nothing wrong with it, Zhang Han is a super powerful literati in his heart.

It's just that I didn't expect the turn of events. After Brother Zhang poured cold water on his face, the next sentence made him excited again:

"For songs, I can write a few more for you."

"Ah?" Li Fan, who came over after signing the contract, was overjoyed when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "That's great, Mr. Zhang is talented, and the song he wrote must be good. Then we will wait for Mr. Zhang's song." Good news."

What Li Fan said was actually not out of his mind, because classic songs are rare and difficult to write, even those well-known songwriters not every song is classic, and it can even be said that only a few The few songs are classics.

Even though this is the case, Li Fan will still say polite words. After all, the actor in this song is absolutely in front of him.

It's just a little surprising that Zhang Han glanced at the time and said casually: "Then let's do it now."

"Ah? Now?" Several people were stunned.

"Well." Zhang Han nodded, hugged Mengmeng into his arms, and said: "Mengmeng, let's go to the recording studio, shall we?"

There is no need to doubt, if Mengmeng says no, then Zhang Han will definitely not go, but fortunately Mengmeng nodded after thinking for a while, and said: "Okay, let's go to the recording studio to play, um... Mengmeng also wants to sing."

"Okay, then let Mengmeng sing first." Zhang Han said with a smile.

After talking about her, he hugged Mengmeng and took the lead to go out.

Li Fan and Xue Qian followed behind, and Zhao Feng followed after thinking about it, planning to go together and have lunch when he came back.

So Zhao Feng drove the car and followed behind.

At the same time, on the other side of the street, in a black Mercedes-Benz, a man with a scorpion tattoo on his neck saw a sneer from the corner of his mouth after seeing this scene:

"Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng, I haven't seen you for a few days, have you already reached the point of being a subordinate of a restaurant owner?"

The cold tone was full of sarcasm. After saying a word, he started the car, turned around and left. During this time, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call:

"Master Tang, the previous news can be confirmed. Zhao Feng is indeed in a restaurant as if he is under his command. I think, if he really has a problem, then this restaurant..."

 …

When I came to the recording studio again, the staff were so excited when they saw that Xue Qian had arrived, they insisted on asking for a few group photos.

"Papa, Mengmeng still wants to sing."

Mengmeng reminded her as soon as she entered the recording studio.

"Of course Mengmeng has to sing first." Zhang Han smiled and said, "What songs can Mengmeng sing?"

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng's bright and bright eyes were startled for a moment, then she pouted her small mouth, stretched out her two small palms, counted the fingers of her left hand with her right hand, and said in a milky voice, "Well...Mengmeng will do it, will do it , two, three... well... just a few English songs."

"Yeah, Mengmeng can also sing in English? That's amazing." Li Fan said pretending to be surprised.

Mengmeng heard this, looked at Li Fan, and said solemnly: "I know several."

"That's right, Mengmeng is awesome." Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"What song does Mengmeng want to sing?" Zhang Han asked.

"im going to sing a price tag (I want to sing a price tag)" the little princess had already started speaking in English ahead of time.

"Yo, Mengmeng's English is pretty good." Li Fan was slightly taken aback, not expecting the little guy's spoken English to be so fluent.

In their eyes, children who can speak English are all highly educated. Although there are children who can speak English everywhere in Hong Kong, it is really rare to be as fluent as her.

This is because he didn't know that Mengmeng was originally born in North America, so it would be strange if she wasn't fluent.

"Okay, let's sing this first."

Zhang Han stood in front of the microphone with Mengmeng in his arms, holding a large earphone next to Mengmeng's ear.

Soon, the accompaniment sounded.

"okay, handsome daddy, brother and mengmeng, you ready, (ok, handsome daddy, brothers, and cute me, are you ready)"

Mengmeng is the most familiar with this song, so she changed the name of the original lyrics.

When she was about to sing, the little princess had an extremely cute expression, her big watery eyes were flickering, her little head was shaking from side to side following the rhythm, and she began to sing with a pout:

“seems like everybodys got a price...money money money...”

As soon as Mengmeng opened her mouth to sing, her childish and crisp voice was intoxicating, especially her fluent and pure English, which surprised Li Fan, Xue Qian, and even Zhao Feng.

Even Li Fan felt that Mengmeng fully displayed the price tag of the child's voice version of this song, except for the timbre, the pitch was not biased at all.

'Mr. Zhang is really, really good. He can raise such an excellent daughter, which shows that Mr. Zhang's music skills are really terrifying! '

Li Fan admired again and again in his heart.

An English song was sung by Mengmeng without any lag.

"Crack clap clap..."

After the song ended, everyone, including the recording staff outside, couldn't help applauding.

"Wow, Mengmeng, you are amazing!"

"Mengmeng's English is so fluent!"

"..."

The praises made Mengmeng raise her head. She smiled happily, but at the same time couldn't help but say: "Hmm, Ma Ma, my Ma Ma sings better."

Everyone laughed and said a few words, then Mengmeng sang the next song loudly.

At this time, the recording studio seemed to be Mengmeng's toy. She sang one by one, and Zhang Han held Mengmeng all the time. After playing for about half an hour, Mengmeng could sing enough.

"Mengmeng, sit there and rest for a while, Dad will play their songs." Zhang Han took out a tissue to wipe the sweat on Mengmeng's forehead and smiled lightly.

"Well... okay, Papa, you have to hurry up, Mengmeng is a little hungry."

"Okay, soon."

Zhang Han nodded.

From Li Fan's point of view, he couldn't help but pouted.

How can it be so easy to make songs? No matter how high your musical attainments are, you can’t just do what you say.

Those made at a high speed are not called songs, but ghost cries and wolf howls.

And looking at Zhang Han's appearance, it seems that he is not prepared. Even if he is awesome, it is impossible to make a song in a short time!

However, it turns out that in this short period of time, Zhang Han did not make a single song.

Because he made two songs directly.

Li Fan's expression during this period of time seems to be able to make an emoji package.

At first, his expression was indifferent, disbelieving.

But after seeing Zhang Han come up with a very good music accompaniment for half an hour, Li Fan's eyes were filled with surprise.

After seeing Zhang Han fill in the lyrics in two minutes.

Li Fan's eyes gradually widened.

Soon, after the first song was sung by Xue Qian, Li Fan listened to the effect of the music, and his mouth could already stuff an egg. To put it a bit exaggerated, he could almost see his stomach.

Xue Qian performed much better than him, because he was completely intoxicated in the world of songs and couldn't extricate himself.

After the first song ended, Zhang Han started to play the accompaniment for the second song, while Xue Qian sang it several times:

"Anyway, the current relationship is ambiguous, so you don't have to be embarrassed, just find a good match..."

Soon, the accompaniment of the second song came out, and the lyrics were filled out in less than two minutes.

"It's like how long the waves can last after they hit the hills. He may only praise you and then flow back. How long can the delicate flowers wait for you to come in full bloom. I was broken by the poet and changed the lyrics. …”

At the end of the second song, Li Fan was in a daze.

His eyeballs almost fell off, his body was like an old man, trembling, trembling hands, pointing at Zhang Han, his lips squirmed, and when he wanted to speak, he found that his tongue was not working well.

So his cheeks blushed, and he tried hard to pronounce it. Finally, he roared out at the top of his lungs:

"How could it be so fast!"

"This is impossible!"

"This unscientific!"

"Eh?" Mengmeng, who was playing on the side, looked at Li Fan strangely, with a little scared expression, and whispered: "Then, what's wrong with that brother..."

"He was scared and convulsed." Zhao Feng hurriedly patted Mengmeng's back lightly and said softly.

"Convulsions, convulsions?" Mengmeng's big clear eyes were full of curiosity, and she said in a milky voice, "Um... What is convulsions?"

"Well... Convulsion is what he is, yes, his crazy expression is Convulsion."

Zhao Feng glanced at the crazy Li Fan again, and gave an affirmative answer.