I just want to be self-reliant

Even Lao Xu heard about it in North America.

He went abroad to play early, taking advantage of the Spring Festival holiday to accompany Gao Yuxin to play professional games with sister Hong, so he had to return to China later: "Actually, the domestic market is full of unappetizing bad dramas and bad movies. These people still want to make some in-depth movies. stuff, you're being too hard on them."

Zhao Dezhu also made a gesture: "Because they are all good actors, they are not idiots who shoot anti-Japanese dramas, and they can't go to the other extreme, right? You must shoot good things that ordinary people like to watch, and have meaningful connotations. Latent In the end, the effect was great, tell me."

Old Xu chuckled: "I'm afraid you'll be really disappointed. Things have to be done step by step. Tao Zheng and Yuan Lang have different directorial concepts. If you support him, try to reverse the direction as much as possible."

How could Zhao Dezhu care about this kind of thing: "I'm still at ease with you and Lao Tao. I don't want to waste this opportunity. Yuan Lang is also a good actor. Only by producing good works early can he be famous and do more good things."

Old Xu came to the key point: "Is Yi Fei not suitable for this role? Her previous agency appointments were all overseas. This time she will be in the company or do one alone..."

Zhao Dezhu finally heard it: "You have to ask me about her... You don't think I have any thoughts about her, do you?"

Old Xu Duo was slick: "No, but her potential is also there. Yao Min's TV drama hits this time, which shows that you, boss, are on the right track, so Yi Fei's role in Bailuyuan is questionable, too. To subvert her previous image, if it doesn't work, it will be ruined, I found a few other books for her to choose from, what do you think."

Zhao Dezhu can listen now, and laughed and scolded: "Ask her, ask me why, you really think I have something to do with her, we are business!"

Old Xu repeated yes yes yes.

After hanging up the phone, Long Zhiyu looked sideways: "Look, you think that people don't know it, but in fact, at your level, people around you will guess what you mean, don't mention you, I like eating at school a little For any dish, the cafeteria will quietly change the master to make a small stove. I used to envy the high-level executives in the airline company. It’s so comfortable, and I don’t have to fly around every day. In fact, now I think about it. At any rate, practice makes perfect, and safety regulations can be used at ease, and now all kinds of new problems and trends in the school are emerging one after another, and all aspects must be considered, which is exhausting!"

Zhao Dezhu avoids the important and ignores the trivial: "If you are tired, recruit people. Why is the lady boss still doing so many things, and command people comfortably."

Long Zhiyu slapped her hands immediately: "Just think that if I don't do anything all day long, will I become dementia after eating and sleeping?"

Zhao Dezhu grabbed the tiger's claws with both hands and squeezed: "Sometimes I really want to grow old earlier, lest you dislike me."

Not as light and soft as a girl's, the slender fingertips are clean and independent, and each finger is still struggling.

But she couldn't suppress the smile on Long Zhiyu's face, she said stiffly, "I will speak nicely!"

Zhao Dezhu didn't let go of his hand, but even tightened his grip, beating lightly with the rhythm of the music.

After coming out of the Academy of Drama, he found a random restaurant for dinner, and then spent some time in the hotel's famous jazz bar. Long Zhiyu thought that Zhao Dezhu's mood would be affected, so he suggested something more elegant.

In fact, this guy is completely enjoying the feeling of being in love.

Feng Xiaoting has good eyesight, so she took Yuanyuan and Jiajia to accompany Nana to the dance floor to watch some old-fashioned waltzes, ballroom dances, etc., to help make room for the two of them, even the bodyguards were separated by a distance.

Long Zhiyu also relaxed and enjoyed the musician's performance with her husband.

In fact, she really liked this petty bourgeois sentiment, so she couldn't help rubbing her thumb on the back of Zhao Dezhu's hand along with the music.

It's a bit of a violin and harmony.

But after the English song was over, Zhao Dezhu asked the waiter, "What's the name of the song, and who sang it?"

Long Zhiyu immediately had a sign, and quickly became curious and vigilant: "Why, what are you going to do?"

There is such a scene between ordinary couples, what else can they do.

But there are too many possibilities here in Zhao Dezhu.

The gray-haired waiter went to ask about the band and came back with a post-it note, which said "I surrender" in beautiful italics, and also marked it as a classic song by Celine Dion.

Zhao Dezhu couldn't even pronounce that word, so he took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it to Dao Zai: "Contact the relevant company and buy the copyright of this song."

Then he handed a 100-yuan coupon to the waiter: "May I sing with the accompaniment?"

Long Zhiyu was as surprised as the waiter!

You don't even know the title of the song, so you want to sing on stage?

This is even more surprising than the song sung at the last wedding.

The waiter shook his head hard. As a long-established and prestigious international hotel jazz bar, the guests who can sit here are all quite stylish. What if they sing like ghosts and wolves?

And the original singer of this song is a palace-level female singer, which is not an ordinary singing voice that anyone can control.

It's not worth the loss to drive away the guests in the bar.

However, it was difficult for Zhao Dezhu to activate his ability when Long Zhiyu laughed and stepped on his feet: "I don't think those gentlemen are playing all the time, they will take a break after two or three songs, and they will definitely have a backup Musical instruments, during the next break, we will go to the garden outside to play and sing alone, each person is 10,000 yuan, and you are responsible for helping my wife move the chair and wine glass, which is also 10,000 yuan."

It doesn't violate the rules and regulations of the unit, and you can become a millionaire household in the blink of an eye, a fool would not do it!

The waiter hurried to make arrangements.

Long Zhiyu didn't feel sorry for Qian, but was puzzled: "You can sing? I just listened to it!"

Zhao Dezhu sent a message to Feng Xiaoting, asking her to arrange bodyguards to go outside to collect tens of thousands of dollars in cash, otherwise who would usually carry a thick stack.

But in his mouth he joked: "Fortunately, it's a jazz band, there are only four people. If it were a symphony orchestra, I would be miserable, and I would have to pay for all my money."

Long Zhiyu was so happy that she covered her mouth and sipped the champagne glass again, as if preparing her expression for a while, but couldn't help but confirm: "You really can sing?"

Zhao Dezhu was confident: "I heard it in my dream. If I hadn't been reminded just now, I might have forgotten it. You forgot the song I sang at the wedding. Didn't you also watch you sing it?"

Long Zhiyu's eyes were shining now, and he lowered his head to pay attention to his clothes: "Is it still formal?"

Zhao Dezhu held her hand: "Just to make you happy, nothing else matters."

Long Zhiyu used her nasal voice to hmm, so happy.

Now that Nana heard the news, she came back with the two girls: "Why do you want to withdraw money all of a sudden? Sister Xiaoting arranged for the driver."

Long Zhiyu sweetly said, "Your father wants to show off, and he is not allowed to sing on stage, so he has to spend money to sing in the garden."

It just so happened that these two were the girls who accompanied Nana as a flower girl back then, and Shen Jianing rejoiced without hesitation: "It must sound good!"

Yuanyuan frowned: "What rules are you not allowed to sing on stage?!"

It looks like you're going to roll up your sleeves and fight.

Instead, Zhao Dezhu persuaded her: "My amateur level can only make my family happy, come here, serve your wine glasses, first of all, I wish you all a beautiful and happy life this year..."

Sure enough, when Feng Xiaoting came back holding back her laughter, the waiter had already made arrangements, even the small tea table had been placed in the garden.

This bar was remodeled from the former banquet hall of a wealthy businessman's mansion. The customers by the courtyard had already seen a little movement, and they all poked their heads curiously.

Several musicians were waiting there during the break.

Zhao Dezhu instructed Feng Xiaoting to distribute the money: "Think carefully about this song, it will be your best repertoire in the future, don't just sing desert camels all day long, there is no progress at all!"

Feng Xiaoting still lacks foundation, and she doesn't want to go out and work hard. Apart from keeping the game anchor recording every week and managing the customer service department, her singing skills are far less than those of the Daozi students.

Hearing the words, he was still at ease.

But she was still very serious when sending out the money, and even asked someone to sign for it on the withdrawal slip she took out.

Zhao Dezhu almost wanted to scold someone, wouldn't it be better to let the musicians rehearse with him earlier.

But he was simply thinking too much. A layman has no idea how amazing this kind of restaurant old fried dough stick accompaniment can be.

Hearing that he was going to cover the Chinese version of "I Surrender", several musicians in their fifties were very surprised, but they didn't know what tune to sing: "Anyway, you just play according to what you just played, and I will sing it." After that, you can follow along..."

People nodded and understood after a total of two seconds, and the familiar melody poured out. Even the jazz band's version was more secular than what Zhao Dezhu had heard before. Easy expression.

Zhao Dezhu, who often performed this song on KTV in his previous life, found the rhythm easily, and he didn’t even need to deliberately recall the lyrics. At the beginning, he couldn’t even think of the lyrics for songs like desert camels, but now he feels it and expresses it He straightened his suit a little bit, and said to his wife sitting on the wrought iron chair: "I have loved and lost, and I have tasted the sweetness and astringency of love..."

"Get rid of the tricks of fate, I know what I want..."

...

His voice is actually not top-notch, it's at the level of an ordinary KTV Maiba, but his tones are fairly clear. Back then, Feng Xiaoting took him and Dao Zai to train a lot of qi training and vocalization.

The band players looked at each other, and quickly followed the tone of the gold master, playing the whole process like a nanny.

Long Zhiyu was already stiff, and for some reason, she couldn't hold back her tears since hearing the first sentence.

Maybe it's because she felt her husband's sincerity.

It should be said that Zhao Dezhu didn't even know that this song "Never Left" used the song of another female singer, and wrote the lyrics later.

From the trickle of a few words in the front to the turbulent waves of the chorus, in his opinion, the relationship between the two is natural, and it is very good if the sound is not broken at his level.

"I look at the distant mountains, but miss the turning intersection. I look for the end of the sea, but ignore the meandering river."

"Suddenly looking back, I realized that you were waiting for me and never left. When I was sailing against the current, you walked with me by my side..."

I often sang this song in my previous life, maybe it was out of feelings, how I wished for such a feeling of companionship and mutual acquaintance.

The struggles of the past few years are not as warm as the warmth at home. This life partner has filled all the loopholes in Zhao Dezhu's life.

Nana, who was standing next to her mother's chair, was embarrassed for a moment when she watched her father's lame singing under the eyes of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and then held back her mouth.

Parents clearly only have each other in their eyes, leaving the baby thousands of miles away.

She also wants to cry.