At the annual meeting.

The song "Hurry" was finished.

It was silent for a long time.

The originally lively annual meeting actually fell into a strange silence because of a song.

After about ten seconds, a noise gradually sounded, and everyone whispered to each other, and was deeply touched by the song.

"Our osmanthus fragrance is strong...good word."

"The simplest lyrics and the simplest voices sing a full sense of humanity."

"I know why he became famous. The infectiousness of this scene is really too strong."

"This is a master."

Everyone here is a musician. Although they are from a wandering singer, their sensitivity to music is not inferior to that of professional singers. Even the lead singers in some big stores are even better.

They naturally know what level of He Xiao’s song “Hurry” is!

This is a rare masterpiece, which sings out the lowest level of life and into the hearts of all living beings.

Zhang Ya's expression was slightly moved. Compared with He Xiao's previous works, this song "Hurry" that is full of fireworks in the world made her even more moved.

Simple and simple lyrics are the most touching.

Li Shuangxi, landlord, Furong... Every character in the song seems to be right next to us, because they are a template that can be applied to many people in life.

That's why I said that this song is unique and amazing, and it has a strong sense of substitution.

Just like the spring rain in March, it inadvertently soaks my heart.

“Sing well!”

In the audience, someone suddenly stood up and applauded.

Then, as if a gunpowder barrel was detonated, all kinds of applause and amazement came one after another, and the scene became lively again.

The host opened his mouth slightly, and he stood off the stage to help record the video, so his vision was very good. He could clearly observe every detail of He Xiao's performance, and whether it was his talent for music or his innate appeal, he deeply shocked him.

It was not until the applause broke out behind him that he came to his senses and rushed to the stage and returned the phone to He Xiao.

The video was recorded well, but the angle was a little lower, but it did not affect the overall beauty.

"Thanks to Teacher He for his wonderful performance. I believe this song will become popular in the future and become an immortal classic... It's time for everyone to like the lottery again."

"Teacher He, please."

The host put another small box containing the prize in front of He Xiao.

He Xiao reached in and said with a smile: "This award is OK in advance, and it will be given to the third store."

After touching it, there were more notes than the box just now, so just choose one.

I grabbed a random picture at the bottom and opened it and saw that it said "Special Prize".

"Yo! Special Prize? Teacher He is so lucky!" The host put his head over and said in surprise.

He Xiao asked in confusion: "What is the special prize?"

Everyone also looked at it curiously.

A staff member next to him came up and took out a large card from under the pile of prizes, with a row of large characters printed on it.

Special Prize: One year of paid leave.

"Wow!"

The audience screamed in surprise.

One year of paid leave!

What kind of immortal award is this? Is it so big?

The people from the third store were also excited. They took a paid leave for one year, and just thinking about it would be a waste.

The host smiled and said, "Teacher He, please take a look at the date of the award."

There is still a valid date?

He Xiao looked down and laughed immediately. The validity date of the award was only from February 6 to February 9, and February 7 was New Year's Eve, which means that this so-called paid leave for one year is actually only four days.

The tricks of the city people playing are so deep.

When they stepped down and delivered the award to the store manager, everyone was amused and crying. They thought that a pie really fell from the sky.

After the episode of He Xiao, the annual meeting continued and the atmosphere became lively again. It was not until after five o'clock in the evening that the year-end event of Xingacang came to an end.

"Brother Xiao, then we'll leave first."

At the entrance of the hotel, everyone walked out one after another. Xu Yuan was wearing a thick down jacket, wrapped around his body like a brown bear, and waved his hand clumsyly to He Xiao.

"Okay, you guys are slow."

He Xiao took off half of the mask to prevent them from hearing it clearly. As soon as the heat in his stomach came out, it immediately turned into a white radius and drifted in the air.

January is the coldest time in Yanjing. Although it is not the first year to spend the winter here, it is still trembling with coldness. He Xiao put on the cotton hat and covered his whole body tightly.

Dadada... There was a sound of footsteps behind me.

He Xiao turned around and saw Zhang Ya put his hands in her pockets, a scarf wrapped around her neck, and walked over leisurely.

"Did you buy a car?" Zhang Ya glanced at the white Mercedes-Benz beside He Xiao and said in surprise: "Then take me for a ride."

"As long as you dumped your assistant again, you ran out?" He Xiao was a little surprised.

When Zhang Ya heard this, she couldn't help laughing, her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes. She didn't like the life that people watched, and she always left the team and ran out secretly. Every time she succeeded, she would be very happy, like a child who never grew up.

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the sky, and fragments of snowflakes fell, which were scattered, falling on the shoulders and heads.

He Xiao hurriedly opened the car door and got in with Zhang Ya.

Start the engine and warm the car on the spot for a while. After feeling that it was almost done, the warm air was turned on, so I started to go on the road without panic.

Zhang Ya looked out the car window. The sky was almost dark, and the street lights outside gradually lit up, forming a strange beauty with the hazy sky.

"Do you want to go to the Spring Festival Gala?" Zhang Ya asked suddenly.

"Spring Festival Gala?" He Xiao, who was driving, was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ya would ask such a question, and then various thoughts emerged from her heart and asked hurriedly: "Which Spring Festival Gala? Is it from CCTV?"

He couldn't calm down. The word "Spring Festival Gala" has an irresistible temptation for all artists. If he could be on the Spring Festival Gala, it would be completely popular. He had the opportunity to make people across the country recognize him, and his popularity increased several times.

Moreover, over the years, there are many examples of becoming popular overnight on the Spring Festival Gala. I don’t know how many of them are originally a little transparent artist. After performing a sketch or a singing and dancing program, they became a top star because of their outstanding performance and have been making various film appointments.

The ability of the Spring Festival Gala to create stars is undoubtedly recognized in the entertainment industry, so when He Xiao heard Zhang Ya's question, he felt an irresistible thought in his heart.

However, Zhang Ya shook her head at this time: "It's the Spring Festival Gala of Yanjing Satellite TV."

"Yanjing..."

He Xiao murmured, thinking about it, it was because CCTV's Spring Festival Gala was too far away from him. With his qualifications, it was difficult for those who went to local satellite TV stations, but since Zhang Ya would ask, there must be a way.

Sure enough, when he saw that he was interested, Zhang Ya smiled and put a pair of red jade hands on the warm wind to bake. She said slowly: "The director of Yanjing TV's Spring Festival Gala sent me an invitation this year. I don't really want to go because I didn't release any new songs this year, and the outdated old songs are not interested. I want to sing a fresh one, so seeing that you are so talented, I want to make a song with you and go to the Spring Festival Gala with me, how do you think?"

He Xiao was really confused when he heard this.

Zhang Ya has indeed not had any particularly influential songs in recent years. A Spring Festival Gala was filled with stars. If you want to impress people, it becomes very important to perform what kind of work you perform.

Another reason is that Zhang Ya wants to support He Xiao.

"Sister Ya asked for a song, how many people are envious of this circle? I will definitely go!" He Xiao agreed happily.

Zhang Ya quipped: "Okay, but you have to write a song with a quality of no less than "Hurry", otherwise I won't sing it."

"Okay."
Chapter completed!