at first i just wanted to sing

Chapter 133 "Martial Arts Universe"

Xu is now not only big-hearted in this respect, but also thick-skinned.

Feng Nan accompanied Xu Xian to learn the piano, and he was very happy to see him improve little by little every day.

She is now experiencing a kind of "cultivation" happiness.

The little girls never give up on the little fresh meat because they used their own pocket money to participate in this growing game and launched it step by step.

After investing too much time, energy and emotion, even if the house collapses, there will still be a lot of people supporting it, and they will even do a lot of incredible things.

Xu Xian was almost made by Feng Nan with real money by himself.

Of course, Xu Xian has so many music bonuses in his mind, which speeds up the pace of becoming famous.

There is no filth in the entertainment industry around me.

But even if Xu Xian can't write songs, with that face——

Feng Nan can also launch a top-notch one.

But that would be no fun, and Xu Xian is really a pure soft rice boy.

Although Feng Nan didn't care, it would hurt Xu Xian's self-esteem.

After class and piano practice, Feng Nan followed Xu Xian to experience the school restaurant that he hadn't eaten for a long time. During the meal, even the aunt who took the meal was surprised by Feng Nan's arrival.

This is a celebrity in the school, the heir to the richest man. In ancient times, he would be someone like the eldest princess.

In Datang Entertainment, the title "Princess Princess" has indeed been popular for a while, but after Feng Nan came to power, she showed that she is not only famous, but also has the ability to control this giant.

This title was replaced by the president.

In the afternoon, Xu Xian originally planned to go to Lao Mo for advice on guitar fingering, but considering that today is Sister Nan's holiday, he would not go.

Xu Xian feels that people nowadays are ridiculous. The festival was established to celebrate the important contributions made by working women in the fields of economy, politics, and social development. In a few years, it has become some kind of "Goddess Day" or "Queen's Day".

Then, marketing this festival in different ways will only increase a lot of social conflicts.

Establishing a festival may require decades of hard work by millions, even tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of people. To destroy a festival, it only takes a group of people to write "little essays" and affectations every year.

I don't know what you worked for.

Sister Nan is different. Sister Nan is now working and belongs to the group of working women. Celebrating festivals is justifiable.

In order for Xu Xian to make money and support his girlfriend more happily in the future, it is only natural that he postponed his study time.

After all, he has done the math, even if with his own efforts, the concept of "Datang Universe" really reaches the level of Disney on Earth in his previous life, and he is not as rich as Sister Nan, he might as well hug the thigh of a rich woman by himself.

Then the rich woman succeeded in launching a wave of "cultural export" with the ideas she copied, and continued to drive up the stock of Datang Entertainment. As her value rose and then rose, she would gain more envious eyes.

It's cool to think about it.

Feng Nan didn't know what Xu Xian was thinking about every day. Since Xu Xian decided not to study in the afternoon, he should enjoy the leisure time in the afternoon.

The two went back to the courtyard, enjoying the warm afternoon sun, Xu Xian moved out the tea set that was hardly used at home, and brewed Gongfu tea in the courtyard.

After taking two sips, Xu Xian smacked his lips: "There's nothing good or bad about drinking it, I just think it's quite delicious."

Feng Nan gracefully picked up the cup and drank the tea in it, "There's no need to understand. For modern people, drinking tea is just a part of socializing. Do you think many people really understand this?"

Xu Xian: "I saw some people speak clearly and logically, and I thought they understood everything."

Feng Nan: "Some people rely on these to make a living, and some rely on these to make friends. In fact, they can say some bluffing things. My family has never studied these things."

Xu Xian looked at Feng Nan: "Is it because Uncle Tang not only owns a coffee garden, but also a tea garden?"

Feng Nan nodded, "I don't need to understand this, I just need to know that these teas are top-quality products produced at home."

When Feng Nan flaunted his wealth in a low-key way, Xu now sighed in his heart, the rich are also divided into grades, and the low-key luxury of Old Tang is really unbearable for ordinary people.

After all, most of these operations are for profit, and Old Tang just uses it to maintain social interaction.

Self-produced, sending out both face and peace of mind.

It will be introduced at that time, it is pure natural and pollution-free, from planting to picking and frying, all are artificial and ancient methods, there is no machinery at all, and the main focus is a green and healthy one.

When drinking, people are immersed in a feeling of being surrounded by the breath of nature——

This sentence is false, it is strange to be able to drink the breath of nature.

Moreover, good tea needs to be prepared with good water, and attention should be paid to the temperature of the water and the technique of brewing. After this set of procedures, no matter whether it is true or false, it can scare many people.

Xu Xian can be considered a great talent now, but unfortunately he doesn't have the consciousness of being a genius at all. On the contrary, he still doesn't like this kind of arty stuff, which makes Feng Nan a little bit puzzled, how Xu Xian's works are written.

Is it possible to rely on occasional sentimentality and melancholy?
Sure enough, the brains and thinking of geniuses are different from others?
For example, my thinking is different from that of many people.

The two were drinking tea and chatting. Xiao Hei was having fun in the yard, occasionally lying in front of Feng Nan with her belly up and acting like a baby. When Feng Nan scratched its chin and stroked its belly, it would purr very comfortably.

Xu Xian was very jealous, "It never lets me touch my belly."

Feng Nan gave Xu Xian a white look: "You are too strong, it will feel uncomfortable."

Xu Xian: "It's just seeing the color and forgetting the Lord."

Feng Nan hugged Xiao Hei on his lap, rubbed his head with one hand, and rubbed his stomach with the other: "Why don't you tell me how many cans I bought for it?"

Xu Xian opened his eyes wide: "Didn't it earn it by itself?"

Feng Nan imitated Xu Xian and made a look of surprise: "Isn't I always taking care of this family?"

Xu Xian nodded: "Indeed, I will have to rely on my sister to support me in the future."

Feng Nan had a teachable expression: "You are sensible, follow your sister, and eat hot and spicy food."

It was past four o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Xian stood up, stretched his waist, "Write a new story."

Feng Nan reminded Xu Xian: "The Tang Dynasty you mentioned..."

Xu Xian shook his head: "There are too many things about Tang Dynasty, I have to think about how to write."

As the most glorious dynasty in the history of the earth, the Tang Dynasty has too many politics, economy, culture, society and technology, etc., especially the politics and culture, which are really too bright. Xu Xian is afraid that he can't write well and ruin him. The dynasty in memory.

Feng Nan followed Xu Xian into the study room. As for Xiao Hei, he was afraid that he would make trouble in the study room, so he stayed outside, so angry that Xiao Hei stood up with two short legs and scratched at the door, and then scratched the door with his front paws, annoyed. Gotta meow.

She's a little boy when she's masturbating, and a troublemaker when she doesn't need it, and women really change too.

Xu Xian sat down and took out his manuscript paper. Feng Nan asked curiously, "What are you going to write this time? When will Journey to the West be written?"

"Martial arts!" Xu now wrote the words "martial arts universe" on the draft paper, and then changed careers.

——A great chivalrous man serves the country and the people.

Eight characters set the tone for the upcoming story.

　Recently, I have basically been in a free state. If everyone doesn’t like it, there is no need to spend money. I am fighting against my will now, and I must continue to write no matter what.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)