Chapter 54: .Doraemon's pocket?

"Are you making an appointment? Why are you here?" Wang Yifan asked in surprise when he saw a large group of people in the reception room.
"I happen to have a business performance here in Hengcheng." Liang Xiqiong said with a smile.
"It's you, where's my song? Take it, and I'll just go by myself." Liang Xiqiong glanced at the people in the room, jokingly.
"Yes, Han Dong, you go to my office and bring the backpack on the table for me." Wang Yifan also smiled a little and said to Han Dong on the side.
Han Dong was already numb today anyway. When he was okay, he was in a panic, but when something happened, he was in a hurry.
"Yi Editor, you are..." Wang Yifan was a little surprised how Yi Xiaochuan had come.
"That's it, I want to send you an invitation letter, inviting you to participate in our Yiyun music platform annual festival. This is an invitation letter, you are busy, I won't talk more." Yi Xiaochuan took out an invitation with a hot stamping cover The letter was delivered to Wang Yifan and said with a smile.
"Thank you, and say hello to Editor-in-Chief Li for me. Later, let's call the Union." Wang Yifan also knows that today I definitely can't talk more, and I can't just leave other people alone, right?
At this time, Han Dong brought Wang Yifan's backpack.
Wang Yifan smiled and said, "Han Dong, you can send me Easy Edit."
Han Dong had already scolded his mother in his heart. My mother is so non-stop, can't you let me rest?
However, there is no way, who made her work, so she can only continue to smile and send Yi Xiaochuan away.
Wang Yifan took out a song notation and words from his backpack and handed it to Liang Xiqiong, then after thinking about it, he took out a script and gave it to Liang Xiqiong together and said, "Sister Qiong, please take a look first."
"Okay, let me see, you leave me alone, busy with you." Liang Xiqiong took the script and score, walked directly out of the reception room, came to the office area outside, found a chair and sat down.
Wang Yifan looked at Zhang Zirong with a puzzled look: "Sister Zhang, why are you here too?"
"Come to play with you, it's so boring lately, do you have any fun, take me with you?" Zhang Zirong said seriously.
Liang Xiqiong on the side is not surprised, Zhang Zirong has always been like this, and he always thinks about it.
The three little ones are dumbfounded, why is there such an operation?
The gaze looking at Wang Yifan also became worshipped, man.
Wang Yifan was a little dumbfounded: "But I'm going to be busy again when I come back."
"It's okay, I'll follow you and see what you are up to." Zhang Zirong said naturally.
Yes, explain to this sister that Wang Yifan is afraid that he will suffocate himself to death.
"You continue, don't worry about me." Zhang Zirong said with great interest.
"Okay... right, you three? Why did you come so fast?" Wang Yifan shook his head helplessly, then turned to Sanxiao and asked.
"We made a guest movie in Hengcheng. We just received your message from Brother Yifan, so we came over." Wang Junming said.
"Well, it's really a coincidence."
"However, your agent hasn't come, can you call the shots?" Wang Yifan asked.
"We have reported to Ou Ge, and he said, just agree, there is no problem with him." Wang Junming said, the other two Xiaozi nodded in agreement.
"Well, there is a song that is the theme song of the movie. I want you to sing it together. It may take a lot of effort for you to learn dumb speech at that time." Wang Yifan said.
"Is there a new song? And it's still the theme song of the movie? Brother Yifan, let's do what you say." The three little ones looked at each other and were a little excited.
Wang Yifan nodded.
At this time, Liang Xiqiong walked in from outside, only smiling when he went out, but when he came in, his eyes were red.
"Huh! Yifan, is this story true?" Liang Xiqiong choked a little.
"Sister Qiong, it doesn't really matter whether it's true or not, because somewhere in this world, something similar may be happening at this moment." Wang Yifan thought for a while and said.
Liang Xiqiong nodded and said, "I want this song. If you need to cooperate, just talk about it."
Wang Yifan nodded. For this song, Wang Yifan thought of Liang Xiqiong for the first time because her style is very similar to the original singer in the previous life, and secondly because Liang Xiqiong is an earthquake orphan.
Wang Yifan believes that there is no better person to sing this song.
"By the way, Sister Zhang, there is another song, do you want to see it?" Wang Yifan suddenly thought of the last song, the singer hadn't settled yet, so he grabbed his head and asked.
"Do you think it suits me?" Zhang Zirong asked curiously.
"Um..." Wang Yifan hesitated, but still bit the bullet and said: "I don't know, you need to see for yourself."
Speaking, Wang Yifan took out a sheet of music from his backpack and handed it to Zhang Zirong.
Zhang Zirong took the score curiously and read it.
The song for Zhang Zirong, the lyrics of the song, only a few lines, but Zhang Zirong watched it for a long time, very attentive, from time to time, humming a few words without anyone else.
"There is a song, shouldn't there be a story?" Zhang Zirong raised his head to look at Wang Yifan, and asked expectantly.
"This is also one of the theme songs of the movie, the story, forget it, I'll give it to you too." Wang Yifan said as he took out a script from his backpack.
"Brother Yifan!" At this moment, Wang Junming and the three suddenly shouted in unison.
Wang Yifan turned his head to look, but saw the three little ones looking expectantly, curiously looking at Wang Yifan's backpack.
"what happened?"
"Where is ours?" Sanxiao asked expectantly.
"Oh, this song is not actually sung for you. I hope you will sing this song together with other children." Wang Yifan said with a smile.
"What about the score?" Wang Junming asked, scratching his head.
"Here!" Wang Yifan drew out his backpack again, and he suddenly laughed. It's no wonder that the three little ones just looked at his backpack with that kind of eyes, and took it as a Doraemon pocket.
Thinking about it, he just took it out several times, and he couldn't help but smile.
"..." At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a sob.
But it came from Zhang Zirong, but she saw Zhang Zirong's tears shed like money.
Wang Yifan is not surprised. After all, the story for Zhang Zirong can be said to have the deepest feeling for Wang Yifan among the three stories.
It's not that that story is better, but that story is more sensational.
Then, San Xiaozhi and Liang Xiqiong surrounded them curiously.
As a result, ten minutes later, the three little ones, Zhang Zirong, and Liang Xiqiong all cried into tears.
"It's not that I said, Yifan, how come these kinds of your stories are such tragedies? Can't you tell something that makes people happy?" Liang Xiqiong wiped her tears and complained.
"Actually, none of the three stories can be regarded as tragedies?" Wang Yifan defended.
"Isn't this a tragedy? The first parents died, the second parents died, the third is even worse, you... forget it, but the three stories are very touching. It seems that you disappeared. During this period of time, I was not lazy." Liang Xiqiong's tone was a little unkind at first, but then he recovered and said.
After all, stories are just stories, and these stories can be said to be very "realistic."
As Wang Yifan said, perhaps at this moment, something similar is happening in some corner of the world.
PS: Some people say that they send songs whenever they want. Here is an explanation. This is a music movie. There must be songs. It is impossible for the protagonist to sing each song by himself? This is also called sending songs?
Moreover, it’s normal to take out every song, to manage contacts, or to return favors, right? The protagonist can't always fight the world alone, right? Saying that you don’t sell songs means that you don’t use this as your main business. Does the protagonist write songs to other strangers? no?
For example, in this chapter, the protagonist directly took out three songs, which are the theme songs and episodes of the movie, but each capital is not suitable for the protagonist to sing by himself.
Finally, I asked weakly, reader fathers, do you still have tickets in your pocket?