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Chapter 74 Nomination for Original Musician of the Year

"beep--"

"Hey, what's up Xiaowu?"

On Tuesday, early in the morning, Zhou Wenshan received a call from his son.

Zhou Ziwu said: "It's okay, Dad, let me tell you that I sued the evil guy who spread rumors about you before. Starting from today, he will publish an apology to you in the "Rule of Law Daily" for a month.

.”

"good."

Although Zhou Wenshan only said one word, the joy in his voice reached Zhou Ziwu through the phone.

After working diligently and conscientiously for half his life, he felt that he had no regrets. However, when he arrived, he was rumored to be a douchebag and scolded like that. Of course he felt uncomfortable, but now that his son had clarified it for him, he was certainly relieved.

"One more thing." Zhou Ziwu asked again: "Dad, will you still be out at the stall this afternoon?"

"Of course." Zhang Suyue's voice came from the phone: "What's wrong, son, if you have something to say, just say it. Did you get scolded again, or did you spend all the money? Did you say something wrong and you were banned?"

"Mom!" Zhou Ziwu interrupted her, dumbfounded: "Can't you just hope for me? Well, I won't go around with you. In fact, I want dad to come to my place and be my agent.

.”

"He? He can't."

Zhang Suyue subconsciously objected: "Son, he accepts death. Don't offend you again and delay your work. Besides, he has never been exposed to this kind of work."

Zhou Ziwu said: "Mom, you won't know until you do it whether it works or not. I believe in my dad's work and study abilities."

"Besides, I feel more at ease if my dad is my agent. Besides, my dad, an upright man like me, is my agent. You don't have to worry about me being a bad person, right? Dad, what do you mean?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Zhou Ziwu knew that his father was thinking about it, so he stopped talking and gave him time to think about it.

After a while.

Zhou Wenshan's deep voice came, "Xiaowu, since you believe me, then I'll do it. However, you have to give me a few days. Before I go to your place, I have to notify the creditors one by one, so as not to let them think that I ran away."

Already."

Zhou Ziwu sighed in his heart, this is dad.

"Okay, dad, let me know when you've finished processing it."

After hanging up the phone, he was about to practice singing and prepare for the next episode of "The Strongest Voice" when the phone rang again.

"Hey, is this Mr. Zhou Ziwu? I'm from the Weibo Night director team..."



the other side.

Qingmeng Media, Du Qing called Zhao Huarong over.

"Didn't I ask you to ask Zhou Ziwu why he didn't give Qiuqiu an original song in the last issue? What did he say?"

Zhao Huarong said: "Mr. Du, he just said that priority is not necessary, and then hung up the phone on me."

When Du Qing heard this, he fell back and leaned on the back of his chair, "This Zhou Ziwu's tone is not very friendly."

In the past, I had shown my goodwill to him several times, and even offered him a sky-high price to invite him to join Qingmeng, but he always had a smile on his face and was rude when he refused.

But this time, he didn't even bother to deal with it, and slapped Zhao Huarong hard.

What's even more irritating is that I really can't do anything to him, and it's very difficult to teach him a lesson. Because now he is bound to Chu Qingqiu, and there are many CP fans of Zhou Chu.

Under such circumstances, the two of them are both prosperous and destructive. If you throw some dirty water on him, it will inevitably splash Chu Qingqiu, which is not worth the loss.

Is there any way to punish him a little without hurting Chu Qingqiu?

"Has the nomination list for this year's Weibo Night come out?" Du Qing sat up and looked at Zhao Huarong with bright eyes.

Speaking of this, Zhao Huarong smiled and said: "It's out, Qiuqiu has been nominated for Weibo Queen and Goddess of the Year."

"Where's Zhou Ziwu?"

Zhao Huarong blurted out: "He seems to have an original musician of the year."

After saying that, she felt something was wrong. If she wasn't talking about Chu Qingqiu, why did she mention him again?

"Mr. Du, do you want to..."

Du Qing nodded and said with a smile: "Go and communicate with the organizer. We Qingmeng singers also want to compete for this award."

at the same time.

Zhang Beifeng, who was holding a nationwide concert tour, also encountered trouble.

"What the hell, your leg is broken?" He listened to the voice on the phone with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, he was riding a motorcycle with someone in the middle of the night and hit his leg. The anesthetic has not worn off yet. Brother Feng, I'm really sorry. You'd better contact other people as soon as possible to support the singers at the concert."

Zhang Beifeng said: "As long as others are fine, everything else is trivial. Which hospital are you in now?"

"At Star City Huafeng Hospital."

"Okay, I'll go see him in a few days." After saying that, Zhang Beifeng hung up the phone and rubbed his head, feeling a little headache.

Sunday is the Star City concert, and my assistant singer broke his leg on Tuesday.

All my friends are busy people, and some schedules have been scheduled for half a year. Where can I find a rescue singer in such a short time?

But it’s not possible if you don’t look for it. The concert lasts for two or three hours. How can you not die of exhaustion on the stage by yourself?

He tried calling a few singer friends, and sure enough, the answers he got were all that they had already been announced and had signed contracts.

He turned on his phone and started flipping through his address book. When he turned to the beginning of "Z", he suddenly saw a name: Zhou Ziwu.

Zhang Beifeng's eyes lit up.

Apart from "The Strongest Voice", I haven't heard of him participating in other programs. Moreover, Mango TV is also in Star City. After recording the program, he can come to his concert. Isn't this God's will?

When Zhou Ziwu received the invitation call, he was completely stunned.

What's going on, just after we chatted online once, you invited me to be a backup singer at your concert?

However, he was so confused that he finally agreed to Zhang Beifeng's invitation.

On the one hand, people have spoken uprightly for themselves online before, and they should also repay them.

Furthermore, the appearance fee offered by Zhang Beifeng was also very attractive, 150,000 yuan, for only singing two songs.

This price is more than what Mango TV offers. One phase of Mango TV is 100,000 yuan, and the speaker doesn’t have any extra money.

But here at Zhang Beifeng, two songs are worth 150,000 yuan. If you extrapolate this, isn't that a fool?



Friday.

inside the room.

Zhou Ziwu is preparing his luggage.

Chu Qingqiu came to the door of his room and looked at him wearing a green military coat and standing in front of the mirror. His face was full of confusion, "What kind of fun is this?"

Zhou Ziwu turned around and said, "I checked the weather forecast. The temperature in Star City is cooling down. The lowest temperature is only four or five degrees."

"Then there's no need to wear this."

Zhou Ziwu didn't answer. He picked up the matching cotton hat on the bed, put it on his head, and said, "What a great military coat. It's windproof and warm. The most important thing is that others would never think that I would wear such clothes."

The last incident at the airport scared him.

Chu Qingqiu guessed his thoughts and chuckled, "But who is still wearing this now? Aren't you more eye-catching like this?"

Zhou Ziwu stayed still.

"What you said seems to be right."

Chu Qingqiu pointed to the hat on his head again, "Besides, who would take the initiative to cuckold himself?"

When Zhou Ziwu heard this, he quickly took off his hat and threw it aside, "Well, as long as you don't give it..."

"Look for a fight!"


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