In the past month, Xia Zhihe has mentioned to his colleagues more than once, to learn more about Zhongzhou artists.

As the central area of ​​China, Zhongzhou has unquestionable economic, political and cultural status!

It is true that many people in Central China look down on Nanzhou.

But there will always be some people who maintain neutral opinions.

Chen Ming is such a person!

Even if the song written by Chen Ming in the end did not satisfy his wish, he was willing to make a friend with Chen Ming.

Not to mention, Chen Ming's song "Numb" has completely ignited his heart.

With this song as the theme song, this year's championship will definitely be much more lively than last year.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhihe couldn't wait to send the new song to the boss's email.

In addition, he also called the boss and talked about this matter.

An hour later, Xia Zhihe's cell phone rang again.

The rest of the people looked at Xia Zhihe curiously, and saw Xia Zhihe keep nodding and saying yes, with a very humble attitude, and of course, a strong sense of joy.

A moment later, Xia Zhihe hung up the phone.

"Boss, what do you say about the boss?"

Everyone looked at Xia Zhihe.

Judging from Xia Zhihe's expression, you know that this matter should be praised by the boss.

really!

Xia Zhihe said happily: "The boss said he wanted to come to Zhongzhou in person and meet the artist. He also said that this song is very good and he has never heard such a touching song."

Hearing this, the rest cheered.

If they get this done, their bonus will be indispensable.

Xia Zhihe calmed down his joy for a moment and said unhappy: "Now you know how happy you are? Why did you only know how to shy your face to others!"

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Xia Zhihe just complained, and didn't say much: "I'm going to buy a song contract right away, I'll go to Xingyu Entertainment to sign the contract myself."

Five million in five years!

It's really a big profit!

Xia Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he felt a little sorry for him. If Sun Qingxuan could be the spokesperson and Chen Ming wrote a song, it would be even more perfect.

Of course, he also knew that this was just a thought. If Sun Qingxuan's value was added, the five-year signing endorsement fee would be far more than 50 million.

Everyone became busy and began to prepare the contract quickly.

Xia Zhihe slowly clicked the play button again and started listening to it for the second time.

Very good! Listen again...

...........

Listen to the last time!

............

It's really the last time!!

A day has passed.

Xia Zhihe did everything, so he stayed in the hotel room and listened to the song. After hearing it, it seemed that there was an echo in his mind.

Now, Xia Zhihe turned off the laptop with satisfaction.

On the other side.

After Chen Ming handed this song over to Xia Zhihe, he didn't care about it anymore.

He has absolute confidence in this song. If Xia Zhihe is not satisfied, then Chen Ming can't do anything about it.

the next day.

Chen Ming went to the hospital.

Han Bingbing University has already started, so there are often only two nurses and old deans in the ward.

When Chen Ming arrived at the hospital, the old director was staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

The rain comes and the sky is clear.

The air is the freshest at this time.

The nurse specially opened the window to let the old dean breathe fresh air.

"grandfather."

Chen Ming put a lot of gifts on the table and spoke softly.

When the nurse saw the gifts Chen Ming brought, she felt a little reluctant but stopped.

Finally, she only said: "The patient needs to rest and don't stay for a long time."

The old dean looked back at Chen Ming.

I don’t know if it was Chen Ming’s illusion, but the old dean seemed to be getting older.

Although his face was still rosy, as if he didn't look like a patient, in terms of expression and breath, the old dean was much more depressed than last year.

"Child, sit."

The old dean patted his bedside and signaled Chen Ming to sit on the bed.

Chen Ming sat over obediently and took the old dean's hand. It was very rough. The purple blue veins were beating slightly, and the dying dusk air flowed in his blood vessels.

"I'm very busy lately?"

The old dean looked at Chen Ming lovingly, and his turbid eyes became clearer at this moment.

Chen Ming scratched his head and smiled, "Fortunately, I'm not very busy. I'll come to see you often in the future."

The old dean did not answer the conversation and looked out the window again.

"Spring is almost over, summer is coming soon."

"Yes, time flies so fast!"

Chen Ming sighed.

The days when he sang in a bar in the past seemed to be yesterday.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he has become an A-level artist, and the balance in his card is as high as tens of millions. If he works hard for a while, his savings are estimated to be over 100 million.

Chen Ming never dared to think about this number before.

Chen Ming followed the old dean's gaze and looked out the window.

A little bird stood on the green branches with green leaves and chirping, and Chen Ming felt it was very interesting, but within a while, the bird flew away.

The two fell silent.

Chen Ming looked at the old dean curiously, and the old dean said less than before.

Think about it for a moment,

Chen Ming whispered: "In a few months, the orphanage will be renovated. At that time, I will take my grandfather back to take a look."

The old dean seemed to be in a daze and did not respond when he heard Chen Ming's words.

After a long time, the old dean spoke: "Xiao Ming."

Chen Ming was shocked.

The look at the old dean again became a little more puzzled.

Since he became an adult, the old dean has always called his full name and never called his nickname again.

"Grandpa, I'm here!"

Chen Ming patted the back of the old dean's hand, and the warmth in his palm reached the old dean's hand.

"Grandpa wants to trouble you."

"Nothing hassle, grandpa, you said."

"Help those children who don't have an ID card go to the police station to get a household registration and get a certificate."

When he said this, the old dean no longer looked at the scenery outside the window, but looked at Chen Ming seriously.

Chen Ming was slightly silent.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that this matter is not easy to complete. If a child in an orphanage wants to have a legal identity, there are many things and procedures to be assessed.

and,
To be continued...