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Chapter 796 Overseas Markets (1/2 Monthly Pass)

Yang Qian just put down his phone and turned around, and was frightened by the figure in front of him.

Isn't it weird? Outside the balcony is a quiet and deep valley, and the brightly lit port city in the distance, but a white shadow suddenly appears behind it, which will shock everyone!

"Sister Shi Mo?"

Fortunately, Yang Qian took a closer look and recognized that this figure belonged to Shi Mo.

Shi Mo was wearing a white evening dress. However, she was as thin as a lightning bolt. Even a well-fitting dress made people feel light and airy. It did look a bit scary on the dark balcony.

"I just came out to have a cigarette, but I didn't expect you to be in the room too. What's wrong? Are you calling your wife to report on work?"

Shi Mo knew that he didn't smoke, so he took out a cigarette from the small box and held it between his fingertips.

However, she didn't light it, she just walked to the balcony and stood parallel to Yang Qian.

"No, isn't she about to give birth? I'm worried, so I'm just going to make a call and show my concern."

Yang Qian explained sheepishly.

He felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had just complained to Dai Yuni about the reception, saying that he had been around a lot and seemed to have met a lot of people, but it seemed like he had done nothing.

"The due date is next month, right? Then you have to pay attention to safety. As a husband, you really should pay more attention to it."

Shi Mo didn't know when she came behind him. Fortunately, Shi Mo didn't mention this information. She just exchanged a few words with Yang Qian like ordinary old friends.

Moreover, Shi Mo didn't talk to Yang Qian in Cantonese, which he was tired of listening to tonight. She struggled to speak awkward Mandarin, which made Yang Qian feel very friendly.

"Sister Shi Mo, have you started smoking again?"

After Yang Qian calmed down, he began to notice this problem.

Shi Mo is a heavy smoker, which Yang Qian and others have known for a long time.

But the year before last, didn't she follow Yang Qian's advice and quit smoking in order to be able to stand on the stage and sing better?

Why are you smoking again now?

"I smoked for a while, but don't worry, I smoked in a controlled manner, unlike before, where I smoked several packs of cigarettes a day."

Shi Mo chuckled.

"But after smoking, your voice will continue to be damaged. What will you do if you sing in the future? I also want to write another song for you..."

Yang Qian didn't understand. Her music career was slowly getting on the right track. Last year, she sang more than ten live shows in the mainland and Hong Kong. Why would she want to make the same mistake again?

"Yang Qian, Sister Shi Mo, I'm already sixty! No matter how I recover, the effect is actually relatively limited. You also know very well that my achievements in music will not be too high in this life, and I am lucky to have your help.

, allowing me to still have the opportunity to touch my dreams at such an old age and win the love of so many fans..."

Shi Mo smiled and said calmly.

She showed a very calm and calm attitude, and her eyes that were no longer bright seemed like an old man who had seen through the world, sober and wise.

Yang Qian originally wanted to try his best to persuade, but suddenly felt that he should not ask Shi Mo like he asked the trainees in his company.

Just like what Shi Mo said just now, she is already sixty years old. Not to mention how long her future life will be, she has worked hard for decades on the road of art and has gained countless honors and achievements.

Now in his old age, ordinary people have retired at home and are enjoying their old age. Shi Mo is even more qualified to live a casual and comfortable life.

Even if smoking is indeed bad for the body, it is her own choice, just like choosing to be single and live the rest of her life alone. Yang Qian really shouldn't criticize others based on her own cognition.

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"In life, happiness is the most important thing, right?"

Shi Mo looked at him with a smile.

Yang Qian nodded subconsciously.

"Of course, you can't think that happiness is the most important thing. You are still young, and Sister Shimo is still waiting for you to continue to release new songs and new albums. Sister Shimo also hopes to have the opportunity to see you stand up to us in music.

The Chinese have never reached a height before!”

Shi Mo said encouragingly.

Shi Mo's words are really not polite. She is indeed very optimistic about Yang Qian's future development. After all, a musician who can speak Mandarin, Cantonese, and can write songs in English, even if he was placed at the peak of the Hong Kong music scene.

, they are all rare existences!

What's more, the musical talent Yang Qian has displayed in recent years and his seemingly never-ending creative inspiration are enough to prove his excellence.

Perhaps, in that era before he was born, Yang Qian could also be rated as one of the four great talents?

Moreover, Yang Qian also has a characteristic that Shi Mo admires very much - low-key!

Keeping a low profile and working hard in a restrained manner, Shi Mo could hardly think of any possibility that would hinder Yang Qian from ascending to higher honors.

The vocal range is not wide enough?

Impossible. Are there still few top-notch singers in the international community who can’t sing high notes?

Yang Qian is not just a singer, he is a singer-songwriter who is very popular internationally!

Shi Mo feels that with Yang Qian's talent and hard work, he might be able to achieve glory that would make the entire Chinese-speaking world proud, just like his development as a film actor!

...

Shi Mo's idea was verified during the rehearsal the next day.

"Nevermind, I'll find someone like you!"

The person singing "Someone Like You" on the stage was not Yang Qian, but a little-known girl in Hong Kong City, Ouyang Xiaoqing!

Her high-pitched, loud and explosive voice was praised by Kong Qiang, Li Xiangyuan and Zhou Wenhui who also came to the rehearsal.

"Who is she? Why haven't I seen her before?"

Li Xiangyuan looked at Ouyang Xiaoqing, who seemed to have no ceiling to limit her high notes on the stage, and felt like she was seeing Kong Qiang in his youth. Even Kong Qiang, who had a good level of high notes, probably didn't have the level of an iron lung like her.

Zhou Wenhui also has a good treble level, but her characteristic is the emotional and delicate singing, and she is not known for singing high notes.

If we were to compete, we might have to let Li Xiangyuan, who gets older and stronger, take the lead!

"Ouyang Xiaoqing, a female singer signed by Yang Qian's company, is also one of his students."

Kong Qiang knows better.

"This girl's future is limitless! Her voice condition is great!"

Li Xiangyuan's words were recognized by many celebrities in Hong Kong.

Shi Mo also nodded in approval, but what she valued more was Yang Qian's "new song" "Someone Like You" - Ouyang Xiaoqing has not officially released this song, but only sang it during the exam.

"Can this song be used to enter the European and American markets?"

Shi Mo commented jokingly.

"Okay, absolutely okay!"

Li Xiangyuan gave a thumbs up.

"Yang Qian actually had a few songs that entered the European and American markets before, such as "Take Me To Your Heart" and several songs from the album he got married on, which all had a good response. It's a pity that he didn't want to go out and develop, and he wasted the most. Good opportunity.”

Kong Qiang said regretfully.

UMG must have considered signing Yang Qian's overseas management contract, but Yang Qian still refused.

Shi Mo was thoughtful after listening.

Based on her understanding of Yang Qian, he definitely doesn't like signing with other companies, doesn't want his creation to be more restricted, and has no plans to develop abroad in recent years.

But opening up overseas markets is not the only way for UMG or other brokerage companies...

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possess the memory of the previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.


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