He rejected one after another.
Zhang Ye quickly switched off his phone, afraid that another call would come in.
Xiao Lu and Dafei saw all of this and they were extremely amused, “Teacher Zhang, you sure are in hot demand right now. Everyone is hoping to reserve a song from you.”
“Don’t mention it.” Zhang Ye waved his hand. He really did not have any intention of selling songs. That would be killing the golden goose. All the works in his head were to be put to his own service, and not given to others.