Glory of Rebirth

Chapter 115

"Then..." Qiao Bailu hurriedly thought about which musical instrument was the cheapest, after much deliberation, she sincerely suggested: "You should learn to sing, anyway, you want to be an actor, not a singer, there is really no need Learn an instrument."

Qiao Zhenting argued with Qiao Bailu, but he was no match for Qiao Bailu, and he was quickly rendered speechless by Qiao Bailu's words, so he had to resort to a unique trick - rolling and sapo: "Sister, just promise me, promise Well, promise me~~"

Qiao Bailu stroked her chin: "It's okay to promise, but you have to make a promise."

"What's the guarantee?" Qiao Zhenting hurriedly asked, and Qiao Bailu's smiling eyes narrowed, "I'll give you two months to learn how to use this instrument, and then go sell and sing on the streets."

Qiao Zhenting didn't say a word for a long time, and Qiao Bailu didn't urge him. She reached out to turn on her computer, found a file and opened it, typing on the keyboard with her fingers.

"Sister, do you think this is a foreign country?" Qiao Zhenting muttered and retorted: "If I go to sing, people might think I'm a fool."

"Let's put it this way, if you want to buy a musical instrument, then you don't have living expenses. If you want living expenses, then don't buy musical instruments. I will give you a day to think about it, and I will call you tomorrow." Qiao Bailu hung up the phone neatly, and was about to When I started typing, I heard Zhou Mengyao ask: "Who are you calling?"

Zhou Mengyao didn't understand Qiao Bailu's hometown dialect before, so she was a little worried that even Qiao Bailu wouldn't talk to her.

"With my younger brother." Qiao Bailu asked nonchalantly. Zhou Mengyao waited for a while, and seeing that Qiao Bailu didn't continue, she moved to Qiao Bailu's desk again: "I see you type a lot every day. ,What are you doing?"

"Writing a novel." Qiao Bailu didn't hide it, and it wasn't something unseemly, so she generously turned the computer to let Zhou Mengyao take a look: "I plan to submit a manuscript."

"Hey, hey, I haven't read it clearly yet." Seeing Qiao Bailu turn around, Zhou Mengyao hurriedly stopped him, and Qiao Bailu waved his hand: "I won't show it until it's published, or it will affect my thinking. I always feel that the next content will be guessed."

Qiao Bailu smiled and said, "In the future, I plan to write novels to earn money to support myself. Why are you studying literature?"

Zhou Mengyao was a little stunned: "For what?"

(End of this chapter)