Chapter 569: Determine the show

Go back to the Peninsula Hotel and park your car.
"Meng Meng, let's go back upstairs, and my mother talks to others about something below."
Zhang Han took the lead and got off the bus, and said Meng Meng hugged on the ground.
"Well, that's why you come back soon."
Meng Meng's left hand took the big hand of the cockroach, and the right hand waved the purple cockroach that just got off the bus.
"Well, Ma Ma will go back soon." Zi Yan walked over and touched the sprouting little brain.
"You want to talk about things?" Zhang Li and Liang Hao came over at this time.
"Yes, talk about the songs of the New Year's party." Zi Yan nodded.
"Oh, the scorpion is really amazing. The New Year's party is vying for you." Zhang Li said with a smile.
"You are not a star now." Zi Yan mouth shook his head.
I used to be a big fire. It’s not a song, but a film and television drama. This time I came back to the game, it’s a song, or an album that my husband created for myself. Although it’s not 'original' in the fundamental sense, This also shows that he cares and cares about himself.
It’s Zhang Li, it’s a real album. It’s a fire. Although he hasn’t been to the Xingyue Bar, he also heard that every time Zhang Li is ready to perform, it’s full, and a series of electronic sounds are The network has a wide spread, and even foreign countries are particularly fond of it.
In particular, the upgraded version of faded is a mess in foreign countries, and it also makes the popularity of Ziyan have a comprehensive improvement.
"I still have some troubles. The last time I went out shopping, I was surrounded by a number of people to sign. I discovered that I was famous." Zhang Li said quite novelty.
"It's just a matter of getting used to it. After the fame, it's like this. Personal life is no longer so free." Zi Yan nodded and shook his head. "But I am different. I have your brother. Now I am famous and free."

"Cough, Lily, you can also be famous and free." Liang Hao repeatedly pointed out to Zhang Li.
I am also a warrior and can protect Zhang Li. Although it is not as bad as the boss, it is OK to go out and play those things!
"Just you have more words."
Zhang Li gave him a look, followed Zhang Han and Zi Yan to the hotel.
After entering the hotel, Meng Meng waved a small hand to Zi Yan:
"Mahjong bye."
"See you later." Zi Yan also waved his hand.
After bidding farewell, Zhang Han and Zhang Li went to the elevator side, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei went to the right side, and the cold moon followed silently.
Her sense of existence has always been relatively low, it is not easy to be noticed, but such an ordinary woman, but has a good strength, is also a level of strength of Meng Meng security five tiger generals.
For the cold month, Liu instructor will always evaluate, she is a natural assassin.
There are few words in the cold moon, but my heart is very maintenance for the big family of Meng Meng security, which is also the embodiment of her slightly autistic people once recognized.
She is on the side of Zi Yan and Zhou Fei, walking to the right. On the inside, there are decks with screens in the window, where you can order some coffee, herbal tea and other drinks.
In the third position by the window, a middle-aged man was sitting. He looked over forty years old. He was naturally curly, somewhat bald, and of normal shape. He was wearing a slate suit and was drinking a cup of tea.
After seeing the purple cicada, he took a closer look. After confirming, he quickly stood up and walked two steps forward:
"Hello Miss Zi, Hello Miss Zhou, I am the motor side."
"Hello, you are good." Zi Yan and Zhou Fei both greeted each other.
In nominal terms, the motor side is the deputy director of the TV station, but when he meets, he can't call it like that. He is called the director. This is also a little detail on the communication. Zhou Fei and Zi Yan have long been through the entertainment circle. Most of the knowledge is very clear.
"Please sit down."
The motor waved, Zhou Fei and Zi Yan sat in a chair, and the cold moon stood one meter behind.
After sitting, the motorist took action on the back of the waiter, the waitress came, Zhou Fei and Zi Yan ordered two cups of latte.
"Miss Purple, thank you for choosing our Linhai TV station this time. I heard that many TV stations have contacted people." Motors laughed.
"It may be that we have a fate." Zi Yan smiled and smiled.
"Ha ha ha, right." The motor party smiled a few times and said: "Hey, our TV station is arranged like a new hotel, Miss Zi, you live here, we will also have a poor care, but also hope Haihan, and the end of the New Year's party, Miss Zi will be reimbursed for all kinds of consumption here."
"Matai is very polite." Zhou Fei sneaked his head.
Promised, remuneration and reimbursement, etc., are all relatively normal processes.
During the conversation, the waiter brought two cups of coffee up.
Zi Yan took off his sunglasses and took a sip of coffee. Then he stopped talking to the motor and said:
"Yesterday, you said that you made a choice in three songs. Don't know which one to choose?"
"According to the song, we have some differences inside." When talking about things, the motor is a color, saying: "The first song is the follower, very soft, with some elegant stage, the effect should be quite good, but some people I feel that the most beautiful expectation is very good. The new year and new weather, whether it is the rhythm or the melody, is quite consistent with this party. In the last fairy town, I am very optimistic. It is more fun than children. It can be based on the conversion of the lyrics. The screen changes into a scene in anime, I think it will be good."
"So we have been talking intensely. I can't choose now. Even I suggested to the director to sing three songs to choose two songs or to sing, but in terms of time allocation, the program is less time, only five minutes. The time, from the opening to the end, there is only one song, so we are not good at it. I will come over and discuss with you which one to choose."
"Which one is chosen..." Zi Yan sank.
In fact, everyone knows that the reason why it is difficult to choose is because several songs are very good and the styles are different.
"I have seen the stage of the New Year's party. The lighting and electronic screens there are very good, but from the perspective of the visual impact, I think the fairy tale town." Zhou Fei said; "With the screen, play the clips of the anime scene, 妍Sister, you put on a princess dress, the effect is quite good."
"This is indeed true. This year's venue has also invested more." The motor nodded.
The purple scorpion was slightly sinking and felt pretty good, and he quickly agreed.
After the matter was settled, I talked for another ten minutes. The motor was easy to get up:
"That's it, I go back and let people design an animated scene. If you want to rehearse tomorrow, then the night after tomorrow is the 30th."
"Okay, one o'clock tomorrow afternoon, I will pass on time." Zi Yan got up and the motor side shook hands.
Then the motor is convenient to say hello and leave.
Zhou Fei and Zi Yan and the cold moon went to the elevator on the central side.
There are a total of six elevators, three on the left and three on the right. Press the elevator button and wait for ten seconds. The elevator will reach the first floor.
Ding!
At this time, the elevator door next to it opened, and a group of four men walked down. It was Ning Xiaotian who took the lead.
It happened that Zijing and Zhou Fei and the cold moon had just got on the elevator and the elevator door had not been closed.
Ning Xiaotian’s body seemed to be petrified, turning to the right and looking at the purple scorpion in the elevator.
Hey!
The elevator door is closed.
"what!"
Ning Xiaotian screamed and hurriedly pressed the elevator button, but the elevator with the beauty in front of him went upstairs.
"Grass!" Ning Xiaotian snorted and took the elevator door: "The real girl! Mom, missed, see them on the floor!"
In the eyes of several people, the elevator stopped at the ninth floor.
"It's the ninth floor. It's the floor of the luxury suite. It seems to be a rich and beautiful woman! It's a pity that I didn't see it," said the yellow-haired man next to him.
"Or else go and have a look, or go to the service desk to ask?" Another flat-headed man said.
"Ask a fart!" Ning Xiaotian took his neck and said: "Where is the vegetable market here? OK, go out first, and take you to the new hotel tomorrow, there are many small stars.

"Hey, thank you Xiaotian."
The other three people smiled and smiled.
They can clearly understand that it is a special experience to go out with Ning Xiaotian to find a small star.
"If it is not the weight of the second injury, we can directly kill the ninth floor and find the beautiful woman who has just gone. It is like now, I can't even ask." Finally, the little fat man said with a face.
He just saw his eyes straight and couldn't move away. In his mind, the tall figure, the bumpy figure, the long wavy hair, the big sunglasses, the willow-like red lips, everything It's like a picture.
"boom!"
When he finished speaking, Ning Xiaotian kicked a punch on his shoulder:
"Don't let your mother talk, this thing can't be passed on!"
"Yes! Yes! I know." The slightly fat man licked his shoulder and nodded again and again.
Ning Xiaotian waved his hand and took the lead to go outside.
In addition to Ning Xiaotian, the three followers also know that Ningjia two did not die at all, and suffered serious injuries. However, they were brought back from Ghost Gate by the Ningjia father. The news that was distributed outside was that Ning Zhan died. Furious.
Give the outside world a feeling: Ning will not calm down the matter, will find Zhang Hanyang to discuss.
But in fact, Ning Xiaotian knows some insider, and because of this, he can continue to come out in this situation. He wants to know that Ningzhan is only because he is going to fight, and he is seriously injured.
Moreover, in the past year, the ancient family has become more and more overbearing in Linhai. The Ning family has been brought up by the ancient family, but the ancient family has been infinitely demanded. This has touched some nerves of the Ningjia high-level, perhaps some money or trade, Ningjia will let, but the martial arts resources are It is also the trigger point for a big interest.
Go back to their respective houses on the 9th floor.
Meng Meng was tired in the arms of Zi Yan for a while, and Zhang Han told the story as always.
No matter where it is, a family of three lies on a bed. Under the sound of Zhang Han’s low story, Meng Meng quickly fell asleep.
The little guy fell asleep, but the quilt always moved, accompanied by a little bit of shortness of breath.
A few minutes later, Zhang Han picked up the purple sable, went to the second bedroom, opened the soft light, and soon there was a vague hum of the inside.
The door has a large piece of glass that can be seen in a fuzzy, long wave roll, bumpy body.
Just like a horse-riding expedition, the female general who wants to hire a sand field.