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The chill of the early winter morning was very strong. Outside the purple apartment, three green military vehicles slowly started moving.

In the middle of the carriage, sat Yan Yun and Mo Le.

It had been a few days since New Year's Eve, and it was related to the research on the "Black Emperor" alloy. It was already not bad that Mo Le was able to delay his departure for a few days.

Yan Yun agreed to Mo Le's request. He would go to the Siberia in Russia and steal the rare metal known as the "Lothin".

The scenery on both sides slowly moved back. Even as they stood at the door of the purple apartment, Chu Yunxi's and Lin Muer's figures were becoming more and more blurry.

What made Yan Yun feel at ease was that Lin Muer did not need to head to the research grounds this time. This way, Chu Yunxi would not be alone in the purple apartment alone.

Standing behind a wutong tree on the shady side of the path was a beautiful figure. She watched the military vehicle depart, and she waved her hand at it. Taking a deep breath, she made the important decision of her life.

She took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Xiang Xiang? Why aren't you saying anything? " On the other side of the phone, Xiang Lusheng's puzzled voice came out.

"Dad …" I want to sing. " Han Xiang's tone was very resolute.

Xiang Lusheng was startled, he obviously knew the meaning behind Han Xiang's words, it was to give up on his studies and enter the entertainment circle.

"Does your mother know about this?" Xiang Lusheng asked.

"Dad, I mean, I want to sing." Han Xiang emphasized the word "I".

Xiang Lusheng was once again stunned. Her daughter had always been a quiet and obedient girl, it was difficult for such a resolute tone to appear on her. Similarly, if she did appear, no one would be able to change it.

After a long while, Xiang Lusheng sighed in his heart, and said: "Alright, looks like this time, Director Zhang will be so happy that he won't be able to sleep for a few days."

Han Xiang silently nodded her head, as the memory of the Zhang Zhongmou who doted on him when he was eight years old surfaced in his mind.

That year, that day, Han Xiang was still a carefree child. She stood on the balcony and hummed a melodious tune, and Zhang Zhongmou, who was visiting his house, rushed out of the living room without saying a word and looked towards the balcony.

"Xiang Xuan, whose child is this? Can you introduce me? " Zhang Zhongmou's voice was very urgent, and his tone was very urgent.

"My family's Xiang Xiang!" Xiang Lusheng could not understand why the top director of China, the internationally renowned Zhang Zhongmou would be so excited.

"Xiang Xiang? Han Xiang? Good, good! I will make it a long story short. As long as all of you nod your heads, I can assure you that your Xiang Xiang will become one of the top singers and movie stars in the world. I am completely confident that I can bring her onto the stage in Hollywood. "

"This... Director Zhang, I don't think so. " Xiang Lusheng said with difficulty.

"Why? Fine! It seems that you do not understand music, let me explain to you, Xiang Xiang's voice is unique, I can hear from her voice, she has an outstanding talent for music. Zhang Zhongmou said with certainty.

"The problem is not this. You should know that the Han Family is a scholar, and I respect the opinion of my wife, I believe she will not allow Han Xiang to enter the chaotic entertainment circle."

"The entertainment circle is indeed a mess, I admit that, but there is one thing that understands your chain of empires, and that is I am already in the entertainment circle. I think no one has ever dared to scheme against Han Xiang."

"That's not the problem. Director Zhang, let me tell you, for us who are students of the Book of Virtue, it is impossible for us to let our Han Xiang into the dirty water of the entertainment circle. I do not care about the children of others, but for sure, our Han Xiang will not enter the entertainment circle."

The one who spoke was Han Yanshui who walked out after hearing what he said. He did not have the slightest trace of politeness and immediately rejected the top director of the First Class International with a face full of frost.

From that time onwards, the young Han Xiang knew that she had an outstanding talent in music. She also liked to sing, but after seeing her mother's angry expression, Han Xiang rarely sang anymore. Even if she wanted to sing, he would only sing softly in a corner with no one around.

Director Zhang left and came back a few days later.

As a musician, there was no reason for him to miss the sight of a thousand-mile steed.

But against "Cold-faced Yama Luo", Director Zhang was defeated once again.

For the next month, Director Zhang visited the Han family frequently, but he did not succeed even once. He could only stand below and watch Han Xiang on the windowsill.

What a good seed! This pedantic woman... Director Zhang Zhongmou thought bitterly.

But when he came to the Han family again, Han Xiang was no longer there. This time, Han Yanshui was even more direct, sending Han Xiang to his hometown and completely giving up on the idea of directing Zhang Zhongmou.

Perhaps, in your opinion, the entertainment circle is just a pool of sewage. But what I want to say is, in this industry of cleansing the human soul, singing can sublimate the soul, and art is the driving force of human civilization. Without it, humans can only return to the primitive society that drinks blood and fur.

Zhang Zhongmou continued with a serious face: "Since Xiang Xiang has been bestowed a good voice by the heavens, she should be using all her abilities, allowing the entire world to hear her singing and reading? Thousands and thousands of people in China were studying, yet no one was able to get the Nobel Prize for Literature.

"I understand, I will take my leave first, my doors will always be open for Xiang Xiang, as long as she is willing, I will rush to Jing Hai at any time."

Xiang Lusheng watched Zhang Zhongmou leave. He was a dedicated director, so putting Han Xiang aside, Xiang Lusheng was extremely respectful to him.

This was also why Xiang Lusheng would agree ten years later, when Han Xiang said that he was going to sing.

With the financial power of her chain of empires, as well as Zhang Zhongmou's position as an expert in the entertainment circle, even if Han Xiang were to join the entertainment circle, she would not be stained with the color of the vat.

Yan Yun didn't know that it was due to him that Han Xiang had made the major decision in her life, but he knew that Han Xiang had the feeling of inferiority towards "Miss Hui."

As a result, Yan Yun would frequently call Han Xiang. He would call Han Xiang whenever he had something on, calling him for at least an hour every day.

On the way north, Yan Yun would record every single detail of the journey and scenes that passed by, before passing the video to Han Xiang.

However, Han Xiang seemed to be very busy, and would need a long time to return a call. Yan Yun asked him a few times, but Han Xiang did not say anything, so he could only give up, and continued to send a video to Han Xiang.

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"Ka!" Stop, you have to have feelings, singers need to have feelings when singing, you can't move yourself, how can you move others? "

A man's fifth shout came from the music production room.

Han Xiang took off her earphones and walked off the stage feeling wronged.

"Xiang Xiang, Wang Fei's songs are all filled with emotions, making it difficult to challenge her. Don't be discouraged, your voice is unique.

Han Xiang looked at the man in front of him. Ten years ago, he had been watching him from the balcony, and at that time, he was a middle-aged man filled with passion.

With just a phone call, he had traveled thousands of miles to Jinghai. He had even stopped the movie he was currently making. Yet, he could not sing well and failed to live up to his expectations.

"I'm sorry, Teacher, but although I like listening to Wang Fei's' Fleeting Time ', I really can't sing better than her." Han Xiang said.

Zhang Zhongmou thought for a while, then said: "After all, you are still young, so you don't have much experience. How about this! Why don't we change to a lighter one? "

Everyone thought that Zhang Zhongmou only liked to make movies. In fact, what Zhang Zhongmou liked to do the most was to make MVs and record songs for the singers, which was also what he was best at.

It was just that his eyesight was very high and there were very few singers who took a fancy to him, so he was too lazy to record bad songs.

The best!

This sentence could be used to describe Zhang Zhongmou's requirements for his own work. Because it was very hard for him to meet a favorite singer, when he discovered Han Xiang's outstanding talent in music, he was stunned for a month.

After all these years, Zhang Zhongmou's achievements in the movies had reached the peak of his entire life. He knew that if he wanted to break through, he could only start from the music point of view.

Thus, when he heard Han Xiang's phone call, Zhang Zhongmou rushed over to Jing Hai without a second word.

Although he doted on Han Xiang as if she were his own granddaughter, Zhang Zhongmou would never lower his expectations of her because of this. On the contrary, on Han Xiang's first song, Zhang Zhongmou's requirements were even stricter than ever.

"But isn't it hard to have depth to a light song? In that case, wouldn't it be very hard to get recognized? " Han Xiang said.

"I'm fine!" We'll do it step by step. " Zhang Zhongmou laughed, in that case, I have no choice but to do it.

Although Han Xiang's voice was good, this was, after all, the first time she had recorded a song, so the requirements were too high.

Han Xiang nodded her head. Suddenly, the sound of a message came up, and Yan Yun sent him another video. The video just happened to be of him passing by the Song River, and on the picture, countless white frost condensed on the willow tree by the Song River.

Han Xiang smiled sweetly. When she thought of Yan Yun, her eyes suddenly lit up.

She recalled the song that Yan Yun had played, "Hong Yan", at the performance that day.

"Teacher, I want to sing 'Beauty'." Han Xiang suddenly said.

"'Beauty'?" Zhang Zhongmou frowned and said: "That song is even more difficult than 'Fleeting Time'. Master Pei Yun once played that song, it is extremely spirited, and after he played it, no one else could play or sing it like he did, so that song is now played by Master alone."

"Teacher, let me try!" Han Xiang laughed. The song that Yan Yun was playing had a different meaning to it. Moreover, this was her first song, so the meaning was even more different.

"Alright!" Zhang Zhongmou thought about it and said.

Han Xiang nodded happily, she jogged back and quickly put on her earphones.