Chapter 1021 Please Write a Song for Her
Lin Gao clapped his hands, with a look of disdain on his face: "Is this all you are capable of? How dare you come out and embarrass yourself?"
The leading man in black struggled to get up, his eyes full of fear: "You... who are you?"
Lin Gao smiled, with a hint of evil in his smile: "Who am I? I am someone you can't afford to offend!"
At this time, a black luxury car drove slowly and stopped by the roadside.
The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit got out. He walked up to Lin Gao, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Mr. Lin, my master wants to see you."
Lin Gao looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes flashing with a hint of amusement: "Your master? Which master?"
"My master's surname is Zhao." The middle-aged man replied.
Lin Gao touched his chin and pondered for a moment: "Master Zhao... I have some impression of him. Lead the way."
Lin Gao followed the middle-aged man into the car, and Su Xiaoya followed him in. She looked at Lin Gao with concern: "Are you really going? Who are they? Will they do anything bad to you?"
Lin Gao smiled and patted Su Xiaoya's hand: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't touch a hair on my head." His confident look made Su Xiaoya feel inexplicably relieved.
The car sped all the way and finally stopped at the gate of a luxurious manor.
Lin Gao and Su Xiaoya followed the middle-aged man into the manor, walked through a carefully manicured garden, and came to an antique villa.
In the hall of the villa, a white-haired old man was sitting on a throne with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
When he saw Lin Gao, a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Lin, I have heard of your name for a long time."
Lin Gao smiled, walked up to the old man, and sat down without any hesitation: "Master Zhao, what do you want to see me about?"
"Mr. Lin, I invited you here this time because I want you to do me a favor." said the old man.
"Help? What help?" Lin Gao raised his eyebrows.
"I would like to ask you to write a song for my daughter," said the old man.
Lin Gao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Master Zhao, are you sure? If your daughter wants to write a song, can't she just find a professional songwriter? Why does she have to find me, a former singer?"
The old man smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, you are too modest. Your talent is known to everyone. My daughter likes your songs very much, so I would like to ask you to write a song for her personally."
Lin Gao touched his chin and pondered for a moment: "I can write songs, but my appearance fee is not cheap."
"Money is not a problem," the old man said, "as long as Mr. Lin agrees, you can name any price."
Lin Gao smiled and said, "Frank! I like dealing with straightforward people."
"Well, Mr. Lin, it's a pleasure to work with you." The old man stretched out his hand and shook hands with Lin Gao.
"It's a pleasure working with you." Lin Gao said.
Coming out of Mr. Zhao's villa, Su Xiaoya looked excited: "Lin Gao, are you really going to make a comeback?"
Lin Gao smiled and said, "Comeback? When did I ever say I wanted to comeback? I was just writing a song for Mr. Zhao's daughter."
"But..." Su Xiaoya wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lin Gao.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm hungry, let's go eat."
The two of them came to a high-end restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes. While eating, Lin Gao asked casually, "By the way, what does your father do?"
Su Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "I...my father is..." Just then, there was a commotion at the door of the restaurant. A group of people came in aggressively, and the leader was the leader of the black-clad men who had been taught a lesson by Lin Gao before. He pointed at Lin Gao and said with gritted teeth, "It's him! Catch him!"
A group of people rushed forward and surrounded Lin Gao and Su Xiaoya.
Lin Gao put down his chopsticks, looking helpless: "Why are you here again? You're haunting me!" He sighed, slowly stood up, stretched his muscles, and a cold light flashed in his eyes...
Lin Gao chuckled and looked at everyone with disdain. "You guys are just a bunch of idiots, and you think you can catch me? You really overestimate your abilities."
The leader of the men in black roared, "Stop talking nonsense! Come on!"
A group of people rushed up again, but they were still vulnerable in front of Lin Gao. Lin Gao's figure was like a ghost, shuttling among the crowd, and his fists and feet fell like raindrops. Screams came one after another, and the people in black fell to the ground one by one, wailing.
Su Xiaoya was stunned watching from the side, she didn't expect Lin Gao to be so powerful.
In less than five minutes, all the men in black were knocked down by Lin Gao, lying on the ground groaning. Lin Gao clapped his hands, looking relaxed, as if he had just done something insignificant.
The leader of the men in black covered his stomach and struggled to get up from the ground. He pointed at Lin Gao and said with gritted teeth: "You...just wait! I will definitely take revenge!"
Lin Gao smiled disdainfully: "I'm at your service any time."
The leader of the men in black didn't dare to say anything else and left in shame with his men.
The restaurant manager hurried over and said apologetically, "Mr. Lin, Ms. Su, I'm so sorry to disturb your meal."
Lin Gao waved his hand: "It's okay, just a little incident."
Su Xiaoya looked at Lin Gao with eyes full of admiration: "Lin Gao, you are so amazing!"
Lin Gao smiled and said, "It's just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning." His nonchalant look made Su Xiaoya admire him even more.
The two continued to eat, and Su Xiaoya finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Lin Gao, are you...are you really just a washed-up singer?"
Lin Gao smiled mysteriously: "What do you think?"
Su Xiaoya shook her head. She felt that Lin Gao was full of mysteries and he was definitely not as simple as he seemed.
After dinner, Lin Gao sent Su Xiaoya home. At the door of Su Xiaoya's house, Su Xiaoya suddenly grabbed Lin Gao's hand and said with a red face: "Lin Gao, thank you for saving me today."
Lin Gao smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's just a small favor."
Su Xiaoya plucked up her courage, stood on tiptoe, gave Lin Gao a light kiss on the face, then turned around and ran into the house.
Lin Gao touched the cheek that was kissed by Su Xiaoya, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next day, Lin Gao came to Mr. Zhao's villa and began to write songs for Mr. Zhao's daughter.
Mr. Zhao’s daughter is named Zhao Xueer. She is a young and beautiful girl and also an avid music lover.
When she saw Lin Gao, she seemed very excited and kept circling around him like a little fan girl.
Lin Gao spent half a day writing a song for Zhao Xueer.
Zhao Xueer got the song sheet and couldn't wait to sing.
Lin Gao's songs have beautiful melodies and touching lyrics, and coupled with Zhao Xueer's sweet voice, they are simply heavenly sounds.
(End of this chapter)
Lin Gao clapped his hands, with a look of disdain on his face: "Is this all you are capable of? How dare you come out and embarrass yourself?"
The leading man in black struggled to get up, his eyes full of fear: "You... who are you?"
Lin Gao smiled, with a hint of evil in his smile: "Who am I? I am someone you can't afford to offend!"
At this time, a black luxury car drove slowly and stopped by the roadside.
The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit got out. He walked up to Lin Gao, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Mr. Lin, my master wants to see you."
Lin Gao looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes flashing with a hint of amusement: "Your master? Which master?"
"My master's surname is Zhao." The middle-aged man replied.
Lin Gao touched his chin and pondered for a moment: "Master Zhao... I have some impression of him. Lead the way."
Lin Gao followed the middle-aged man into the car, and Su Xiaoya followed him in. She looked at Lin Gao with concern: "Are you really going? Who are they? Will they do anything bad to you?"
Lin Gao smiled and patted Su Xiaoya's hand: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't touch a hair on my head." His confident look made Su Xiaoya feel inexplicably relieved.
The car sped all the way and finally stopped at the gate of a luxurious manor.
Lin Gao and Su Xiaoya followed the middle-aged man into the manor, walked through a carefully manicured garden, and came to an antique villa.
In the hall of the villa, a white-haired old man was sitting on a throne with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
When he saw Lin Gao, a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Lin, I have heard of your name for a long time."
Lin Gao smiled, walked up to the old man, and sat down without any hesitation: "Master Zhao, what do you want to see me about?"
"Mr. Lin, I invited you here this time because I want you to do me a favor." said the old man.
"Help? What help?" Lin Gao raised his eyebrows.
"I would like to ask you to write a song for my daughter," said the old man.
Lin Gao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Master Zhao, are you sure? If your daughter wants to write a song, can't she just find a professional songwriter? Why does she have to find me, a former singer?"
The old man smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, you are too modest. Your talent is known to everyone. My daughter likes your songs very much, so I would like to ask you to write a song for her personally."
Lin Gao touched his chin and pondered for a moment: "I can write songs, but my appearance fee is not cheap."
"Money is not a problem," the old man said, "as long as Mr. Lin agrees, you can name any price."
Lin Gao smiled and said, "Frank! I like dealing with straightforward people."
"Well, Mr. Lin, it's a pleasure to work with you." The old man stretched out his hand and shook hands with Lin Gao.
"It's a pleasure working with you." Lin Gao said.
Coming out of Mr. Zhao's villa, Su Xiaoya looked excited: "Lin Gao, are you really going to make a comeback?"
Lin Gao smiled and said, "Comeback? When did I ever say I wanted to comeback? I was just writing a song for Mr. Zhao's daughter."
"But..." Su Xiaoya wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lin Gao.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm hungry, let's go eat."
The two of them came to a high-end restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes. While eating, Lin Gao asked casually, "By the way, what does your father do?"
Su Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "I...my father is..." Just then, there was a commotion at the door of the restaurant. A group of people came in aggressively, and the leader was the leader of the black-clad men who had been taught a lesson by Lin Gao before. He pointed at Lin Gao and said with gritted teeth, "It's him! Catch him!"
A group of people rushed forward and surrounded Lin Gao and Su Xiaoya.
Lin Gao put down his chopsticks, looking helpless: "Why are you here again? You're haunting me!" He sighed, slowly stood up, stretched his muscles, and a cold light flashed in his eyes...
Lin Gao chuckled and looked at everyone with disdain. "You guys are just a bunch of idiots, and you think you can catch me? You really overestimate your abilities."
The leader of the men in black roared, "Stop talking nonsense! Come on!"
A group of people rushed up again, but they were still vulnerable in front of Lin Gao. Lin Gao's figure was like a ghost, shuttling among the crowd, and his fists and feet fell like raindrops. Screams came one after another, and the people in black fell to the ground one by one, wailing.
Su Xiaoya was stunned watching from the side, she didn't expect Lin Gao to be so powerful.
In less than five minutes, all the men in black were knocked down by Lin Gao, lying on the ground groaning. Lin Gao clapped his hands, looking relaxed, as if he had just done something insignificant.
The leader of the men in black covered his stomach and struggled to get up from the ground. He pointed at Lin Gao and said with gritted teeth: "You...just wait! I will definitely take revenge!"
Lin Gao smiled disdainfully: "I'm at your service any time."
The leader of the men in black didn't dare to say anything else and left in shame with his men.
The restaurant manager hurried over and said apologetically, "Mr. Lin, Ms. Su, I'm so sorry to disturb your meal."
Lin Gao waved his hand: "It's okay, just a little incident."
Su Xiaoya looked at Lin Gao with eyes full of admiration: "Lin Gao, you are so amazing!"
Lin Gao smiled and said, "It's just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning." His nonchalant look made Su Xiaoya admire him even more.
The two continued to eat, and Su Xiaoya finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Lin Gao, are you...are you really just a washed-up singer?"
Lin Gao smiled mysteriously: "What do you think?"
Su Xiaoya shook her head. She felt that Lin Gao was full of mysteries and he was definitely not as simple as he seemed.
After dinner, Lin Gao sent Su Xiaoya home. At the door of Su Xiaoya's house, Su Xiaoya suddenly grabbed Lin Gao's hand and said with a red face: "Lin Gao, thank you for saving me today."
Lin Gao smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's just a small favor."
Su Xiaoya plucked up her courage, stood on tiptoe, gave Lin Gao a light kiss on the face, then turned around and ran into the house.
Lin Gao touched the cheek that was kissed by Su Xiaoya, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next day, Lin Gao came to Mr. Zhao's villa and began to write songs for Mr. Zhao's daughter.
Mr. Zhao’s daughter is named Zhao Xueer. She is a young and beautiful girl and also an avid music lover.
When she saw Lin Gao, she seemed very excited and kept circling around him like a little fan girl.
Lin Gao spent half a day writing a song for Zhao Xueer.
Zhao Xueer got the song sheet and couldn't wait to sing.
Lin Gao's songs have beautiful melodies and touching lyrics, and coupled with Zhao Xueer's sweet voice, they are simply heavenly sounds.
(End of this chapter)
