Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

Liu Yifei at 15 years old!

Her face was so youthful and innocent that he didn't even realize it at first glance.

Once he came to his senses, Song Mo's gaze shifted between Liu Yifei and An Ming with a complex expression.

He suddenly remembered Anming bragging to him before, saying that his cousin had just returned from the United States and had been spotted by a director and selected to film a TV series, and that she might become a big star in the future.

At the time, I just thought it was a joke, after all, judging from this guy's appearance, his cousin probably wasn't that good-looking either.

It turns out that his cousin is Liu Yifei.

The clown was me.

"Come on, what are you standing there for?" An Ming patted Song Mo.

"It's nothing, I just thought of something interesting." Song Mo couldn't help but laugh; fate is truly wonderful.

"Anxi," Anming answered without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, the little girl following behind the two immediately corrected him, "Brother, my name is Liu Yifei now!"

An Ming shook his head helplessly: "I don't know what your mother was thinking. Anxi sounds so nice."

Song Mo listened to the conversation and the corners of his mouth curved up.

Liu Yifei noticed that he was laughing, and glared at him again. What is this guy laughing at?

Song Mo met her gaze, but wasn't annoyed. Instead, he nodded at her: "Liu Yifei, a good name."

Liu Yifei didn't expect him to say that. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but then felt that nothing she said would be quite right. In the end, she just snorted and turned her face away from him.

An Ming chuckled from the side: "Alright, alright, stop teasing her. Let's go, don't keep her waiting."

After they left the alley, Song Mo hailed a taxi, and the three of them got in.

It was a bit stuffy inside the car, with the windows open and wind blowing in. Song Mo sat in the passenger seat, while An Ming and Liu Yifei sat in the back.

After driving for a while, Anming suddenly remembered something: "By the way, do you have any ideas about signing the contract?"

Song Mo glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "What?"

"I have a friend who graduated from a university specializing in political science and law, and now works at a law firm." An Ming took out his phone and waved it. "Want him to help me take a look at the contract? It's free, I'll just let him know."

Song Mo didn't stand on ceremony. Contracts are something that professionals can handle, so he immediately nodded and said, "Okay, thanks."

"Why are you being so polite with me?" Anming said while flipping through his phone book. "We musicians might not understand all the intricacies in contracts. If we get ripped off, we won't even have time to cry."

He dialed a number, and the call was answered quickly. Anming explained the situation in a few words, and the other end readily agreed.

After hanging up the phone, An Ming gave Song Mo an OK sign: "It's done. He said he can come anytime, just call him then."

"That's a nice touch." Song Mo nodded. "I'll treat you to drinks another day."

"If you really sign with Ocean Butterflies this time, you really have to treat me to a good meal," Anming said with a smile.

Liu Yifei sat in the back seat, listening to the two talking, and couldn't help but glance at the back of the person in the passenger seat.

I never expected that Ocean Butterflies would sign him when he lived in such a shabby place. I heard that A-Du was a construction worker before. Does Ocean Butterflies like people like that?

She was definitely out of luck, her mind racing with wild thoughts.

If Ocean Butterflies knew what she was thinking, they would definitely cry foul.

The car soon stopped near Sanlitun.

Song Mo paid the fare, and the three of them got out of the car and walked towards Hard Rock Cafe.

The afternoon sun was strong, and there weren't many pedestrians on the street. A few foreigners rode past on bicycles.

Pushing open the hard stone door, a blast of cold air hit them. Zhu Yingjie, who was behind the bar, saw them come in and quickly went to greet them.

"Oh, Xiao Song, you've finally arrived!" His voice was warmer as he pointed to a booth in the corner. "Teacher Bi and the others have been waiting for ages."

Song Mo followed his gaze and saw Bi Xiaoshi and Xu Yuan sitting in a booth with two half-empty glasses of beer in front of them.

He walked over, with An Ming and Liu Yifei following behind.

When Bi Xiaoshi saw him, a smile appeared on his face. He stood up and extended his hand: "Xiao Song, we meet again."

Song Mo shook his hand: "Teacher Bi, Teacher Xu, thank you for waiting."

"Sit down, sit down." Xu Yuan gestured for them to sit, then glanced at An Ming and Liu Yifei, pausing for a moment. "And these two are...?"

"This is my friend, Anming," Song Mo introduced. "He's also in the music business, a long-time resident of Sanlitun. That's his cousin, she came along for a visit."

Both of them couldn't help but glance at the little girl a few more times; she was indeed very beautiful.

At that time, "The Story of a Noble Family" had not yet aired. Although Liu Yifei had made it into the gossip news when she was confirmed to play Bai Xiuzhu, how could these two grown men have noticed this?

An Mingchong and the other person nodded. Liu Yifei obediently greeted them with "Hello, teacher," and then sat quietly to the side, but her eyes couldn't help but peek at the two people.

"So this is the Ocean Butterflies team," she thought to herself.

Nowadays, singers are more sought after than actors, so she naturally has a dream of becoming a singer. In fact, in a few years, once she becomes famous, she will release her self-titled album, and that album will prove that she is not cut out for this job and should just stick to being an actress.

Without saying much, Bi Xiaoshi picked up a paper bag from the side and pushed it in front of Song Mo.

"Xiao Song, this is for you."

"What's this?" Song Mo took the paper bag, opened it, and saw that it was a cell phone.

It's a Nokia phone with a silver-gray casing, small and exquisite, and the screen is quite large.

He picked it up and looked at it, recognizing the model as a Nokia 8310, released at the end of last year and currently very popular.

It comes with an FM radio and can play Snake; the price is estimated to be over three thousand.

"This..." He looked up at Bi Xiaoshi.

"It's a little something to say," Bi Xiaoshi said with a smile. "We're on the same side now, so it'll be easier to keep in touch."

Song Mo didn't hesitate, put her phone away, and smiled, "Thank you, Teacher Bi."

Bi Xiaoshi nodded, exchanged a glance with Xu Yuan, and then said, "Xiao Song, let's get straight to the point. We fully agree to your previous requests regarding copyright and revenue sharing."

He took a stack of papers out of his briefcase and pushed them in front of Song Mo.

"This is a draft contract; please take a look."

Song Mo took it and flipped through the pages one by one. An Ming came over and started reading too.

The booth quieted down, with only the rustling sound of turning pages.

Liu Yifei sat to the side, looking around listlessly. It was her first time in a place like this, and she was curious about everything around her: the old guitars hanging on the wall, the old-fashioned jukebox on the bar, and the neon sign in the corner that read "Budweiser".

Her gaze swept around before finally settling on Song Mo.

He was looking down at the contract, his brows slightly furrowed, studying it very intently.

When this person gets serious, he doesn't seem so annoying anymore.

Song Mo turned to a certain page and stopped.

He looked up at Bi Xiaoshi: "Teacher Bi, does this say the contract term is 8 years?"

Bi Xiaoshi nodded: "Yes, newcomers usually have 8 years."