Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Chapter 65, Song 3

Sha Po Lang!

300 Destiny Points, redeem!

Qian Lang promptly redeemed the song.

A perfect fit is impossible.

However, there aren't many songs that can create a sensation, be both martial arts-themed and meaningful.

He had considered exchanging his fate points for future traditional Chinese songs, such as "Not a Hero," which would save him some points, but he didn't dare to gamble.

He chose "Sha Po Lang" because he knew the song was bound to be a hit!

"Teacher Qian?"

Dong Xuan asked, somewhat surprised.

Qian Lang smiled and then looked at Liu Yifei, who was sitting to the side pretending to read a magazine.

He could see clearly that Liu Yifei's ears were constantly perked up.

"Liu Yifei, go get some paper and a pen!"

"oh!"

Liu Yifei agreed and stood up.

But inside, I was just grumbling to myself.

"Let me go if there's nothing else."

"Let me do the work if there's anything to do."

"What do you take me for?"

But his body language betrayed him, and he walked toward the bar.

Dong Xuan looked at Qian Lang with even greater surprise.

"Teacher Qian, could it be that you...?"

Qian Lang smiled slightly.

"I told you, I'm best at custom-made items! But... remember, I'm expensive!"

Dong Xuan remained calm ever since he arrived.

I finally lost my focus for a moment.

When was Qian Lang's song written?

before?

Impossible, the two have never crossed paths.

last night?

It's possible, but she only made her specific request today.

So, does that mean he has to write it on the spot?

Dong Xuan's eyes widened slightly as she thought about it.

genius?

Just then, Liu Yifei arrived with a pencil and a piece of white paper.

Then I saw Dong Xuan looking completely shocked.

She couldn't help but feel proud; this wasn't the first time she'd seen Qian Lang create art on the spot.

"Brother Lang, here's a pen and paper!"

Liu Yifei said in a sweet voice.

The sound made Qian Lang tremble.

Is this Daji possessing him?

He glared at Liu Yifei with annoyance, then took the pen and paper and lowered his head!

The piece took 2 minutes to complete!

The lyrics took 2 minutes to write!

Done in 4 minutes!

When Dong Xuan received the song, she was completely stunned.

Four minutes, without a single edit, "Sha Po Lang"—was it just a random mess?

wrong!

"A body that has slumbered for a thousand years awakens from among decaying branches and withered leaves..."

You can't write lyrics like this by just writing randomly.

At this moment, Dong Xuan began to question the meaning of life!

"Mr. Qian, did you write this song a long time ago?"

Dong Xuan asked, stammering.

Qian Lang smiled slightly upon hearing this.

That's more like it.

Dong Xuan now looks a bit like a female student. Why is she pretending to be mature?

Then he said two words.

"you guess!"

Looking at Qian Lang's smile and hearing the words "Guess," Dong Xuan's heart began to race involuntarily.

She instinctively avoided Qian Lang's gaze.

Then I forced myself to calm down.

She secretly took a deep breath.

Then he said...

"Teacher Qian, I will get back to you as soon as possible."

"Okay, but I told you I'm a bit pricey, Liu Yifei. Tell this lady how much the first song I wrote for you cost?"

"have no idea!"

Liu Yifei pouted as she spoke.

Although she is young, she is not blind.

She saw it clearly; Qian Lang was just flirting with girls.

Expecting her to cooperate at this point? No way!

Qian Lang glared at her.

Liu Yifei spoke reluctantly.

"The first song sold 50, the second sold 100 million, the third..."

"That's my price!"

Qian Lang interrupted Liu Yifei as she spoke to Dong Xuan.

The third one can't be mentioned!

Dong Xuan opened her mouth again upon hearing this.

So expensive?

Is this a bit expensive?

Even if you sold her, she wouldn't be worth this much money.

A song costs at most tens of thousands of yuan, right?

"Teacher Qian, you...you're joking, right?"

"Do I look like I'm joking? But don't worry, just take the song back and show it to people, they should understand!"

Actors and singers never make money by acting or singing.

Their value lies in their fame, their gigs, commercial performances, and endorsements.

Compared to fame, 50 or 100 million is nothing.

That's the value of a good song!

Dong Xuan is gone!

His departure was somewhat unsettling.

The two of them were left staring at each other in the coffee shop.

Why won't you let me say the third song is 8?

Liu Yifei spoke as if she had caught Qian Lang red-handed.

His eyes were full of smugness.

Indeed, the third song Qian Lang sold to her only cost 8 yuan, before tax!

"Well, we're all friends, isn't it only right that you help me out?"

Qian Lang said somewhat guiltily.

Liu Yifei's disturbance today actually helped him in a way.

After all, her personal testimony made business negotiations much easier.

"Hmph, Qian Lang, have you ever heard of this saying?"

"What?"

"Even close brothers should keep clear accounts, have you ever heard of that? If this deal goes through, I'll take half; otherwise, I'll go tell Dong Xuan right now that your song is only 8 yuan a piece."

Liu Yifei said arrogantly.

"Why don't you just rob it?"

Qian Lang stared wide-eyed, looking utterly incredulous.

He never expected Liu Yifei to blackmail him.

Liu Yifei became even more smug upon hearing this.

"That's faster than grabbing a gun, you said it!"

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"How could Liu Xiaoli be raised with such poor upbringing!"

"He's so young, yet he's already extorting money."

Qian Lang returned to the company grumbling and cursing.

Under pressure from Liu Yifei, he had no choice but to sign a humiliating treaty.

When he arrived at the company, he called Bai Xue in.

Then he threw 2000 yuan at Bai Xue.

"Mr. Qian, could you please have me buy something?"

Bai Xue asked in surprise.

"Here you go!"

Qian Lang had thought of it on his way back.

Bai Xue provided him with 500 Destiny Points. Although Bai Xue didn't know, he still had to give her something in return, otherwise he would always feel that something was wrong.

Moreover, 2000 yuan is nothing to him now.

"For me?"

Bai Xue panicked a little.

Why is that?

She remembered the way Qian Lang looked at her, and she remembered Dongguan.

Could it be...?

"Don't think about it anymore. This is what you deserve. Don't ask about the specifics. If you don't want it, I'll save you the trouble!"

As Qian Lang spoke, he looked closely at Bai Xue.

She was 1.65 meters tall, dressed in a business suit, black stockings, and a very short skirt.

He's rested for two days!

"Mr. Qian, I... I can't accept this money. I had no idea..."

"Snap!"

Qian Lang couldn't resist patting Bai Xue's bottom.

"Alright, consider this compensation for your emotional distress."

Bai Xue's face visibly turned red.

My buttocks feel numb and hot, and my legs feel a little weak.

Her mind went completely blank!

"What do you mean it's not enough? Then I..."

Qian Lang raised his hand again as he spoke.

"Enough, enough..."

Bai Xue panicked.

He grabbed the money and ran out of the office without looking back.

It looks like a frightened rabbit.

Qian Lang's mood immediately improved.

Five minutes later, he called Bai Xue in again.

Bai Xue had calmed down by now, but the way she looked at Qian Lang had changed.

While the two were talking, she would steal glances at Qian Lang from time to time.

"Go buy a bottle of Chanel No. 5 and give it to Lin Sisi. Just say it's from me."

"And call Accountant Zhang!"

"And also, don't peek at me. If you're going to look, look openly and honestly!"