Let You Host The Specialty Class, How Come You Have Become A Scholar?

When Chen Chu and Fang Xuan came out of the recording studio, Fang Xuan kept holding Chen Chu and said, "Mr. Chen, if you have time in the future, come and sit here with me! Thank you very much this time! "

"No, no, Teacher Fang, it's just a little effort, you don't have to be so polite!"

"This is not a big effort! You are a big help."

Yuan Wen had been sitting outside for a long time. When she saw Chen Chu and Fang Xuan walking out, she hurriedly got up and smiled, but she was puzzled listening to the conversation between the two.

This... what happened again?

Didn't you two just meet?

Why does it seem so close now?

Even Fang Xuan didn't let go of Chen Chu's hand.

Until Fang Xuan brought Chen Chu to Yuan Wen, he hurriedly said to Yuan Wen, "Mr. Yuan, Mr. Chen has helped me a lot this time, so what, this time, I will arrange all the ten dances. No charge, rest assured, quality and quantity are guaranteed.”

"Ah...ah?" Yuan Wen froze in place.

"Mr. Chen, when the song is finished, you can come over to guide me."

Chen Chu hurriedly said, "Ouch! Teacher Fang's words really broke me. Compared with you, I really only know a little bit of fur, so what guidance are you talking about!"

"Then communicate with each other and communicate with each other!" Fang Xuan hurriedly patted Chen Chu's shoulder and said, "Mr. Chen, we really hit it off! You can't just leave! We must have a meal together tonight, let's be good. Communicate!"

As soon as Chen Chu heard it, he replied without saying a word, "Of course there is no problem with eating together. I just want to ask Teacher Fang for your advice, but let's talk about it first! I have to ask for this meal, I hope Teacher Fang can give it to me. This face!"

"Okay!" Fang Xuan smiled, "Then I'll let you invite this time, and I must come next time."

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Yuan, you sit down and drink tea first!" Fang Xuan hurriedly called out, "Who is that, Xiao Sun, hurry up and make tea for the two teachers, and bring me the piece of cooked tea I treasured!"

"Mr. Fang, don't say no, you are too polite! Just drink whatever you want!"

"This is the most basic way of hospitality! Teacher Chen, don't say anything more, enjoy the tea, and I'll take care of something! Soon! Wait for me for a while!"

"well."

Fang Xuan smiled and hurriedly turned away.

As soon as Chen Chu sat down, Yuan Wen, who was in a plate, opened her big eyes.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Chen Chu scratched his head and smiled, "I just did a favor, I didn't expect Teacher Fang to be so polite."

"What are you busy with?" Yuan Wen asked even more curiously.

"It's just a little effort." Chen Chu smiled and changed the subject, "The first dance has already been composed, and the effect is very good. When the finished product is out, you should be very satisfied."

"That's good."

If Chen Chu didn't say it, Yuan Wen was even more curious.

Although she is not a woman who likes to gossip, Chen Chu's words were all on the lips, but they were swallowed.

It's just kind of embarrassing.

It's just that Yuan Wen was embarrassed to keep asking, so let it go.

Of course, Chen Chu felt that it was unnecessary to say it.

After all, don't make yourself too conspicuous.

In fact, after entering the recording studio, at the beginning, it was all about tuning, processing and recording.

Fang Xuan felt that Chen Chu was quite professional, so he asked Chen Chu to help him listen to another score, and it was a semi-finished product.

Naturally, there is nothing to say about this matter. Chen Chu must be helping to improve it as much as possible.

The score was continued on the spot.

Fang Xuan was shocked when he heard it!

Incredible! This song is on fire!

I did a new deo on the spot, and then sent the deo to a singer's manager.

After the agent heard it, he immediately called and said that this song was going to be popular!

How could Fang Xuan be unhappy!

It's really going to be popular, at least he can receive the copyright fee and be soft.

Because it helps singers arrange music, Fang Xuan is not a buyout system, but a share system.

Gain both fame and fortune without delay.

How could Fang Xuan not thank Chen Chu!

This is no good!

Anyway, Chen Chu doesn't care about money or money. Fang Xuan really wants to give it, but he doesn't dare to ask for it.

I will pave the way for students in the future. As long as you are willing to help, we can get along well.

It doesn't matter if you use each other.

It was this whole process, Yuan Wen was basically dumbfounded.

Also don't know what happened.

Fang Xuan and Chen Chu soon became brothers.

This...this...e...

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Xin'an Township.

Yan Mao was busy with Master Li in the blacksmith shop. At this moment, Master Li found that there was a small hammer that he could not find. He was a little puzzled, and then he remembered that he went home last night to knock something and took the small hammer back.

"Xiao Mao, you guard the store first! I'll go home and get a hammer."

"Master, I'll just go. You said that you've been busy all day and you're so tired, so don't run around." Yan Mao hurriedly smiled and said, "I'll ride an electric car home and take it!"

As he said that, he ran out with the car keys in his hand.

Seeing this, Master Li hurriedly explained, "Xiao Mao, that little hammer is in the back room!"

"Oh, I see."

Yan Mao then rode his bike to Master Li's house.

He is naturally familiar with the road, after all, he has to come back every day to see Master Li's wife.

Because the last time Master Li's wife fell to her head, Master Li couldn't stay at home to take care of it, and it was even more unsafe to bring it here. So after thinking about it, I asked the neighbors to take care of it, and I gave 600 yuan a month. .

Soon Yan Mao came to the house and looked at his wife and looked a little pitiful.

She was already a grey-haired old woman with a bandage on her head, sitting on a wooden chair while nibbling on melon seeds and looking at the big trees planted in the yard.

He seemed to be familiar with Yan Mao, and smiled at Yan Mao.

Yan Mao said hello, took the hammer and left.

Don't dare to look at it, sad.

Anyway, Yan Mao pondered what he had to do later.

Riding an electric bike on the national highway, I went to the blacksmith shop, but at this moment, a voice came from the mountain, "Hey, hey! Xiaomao!"

Yan Mao hurriedly stopped the car to take a look, and saw an old man on the hillside beckoning, and there were several cattle grazing near the old man.

This old man, Yan Mao, is very familiar. His surname is Huang. He has a good relationship with Master Li, and he goes out to herd cattle every morning, and it becomes familiar over time.

"Grandpa Huang, what are you doing?"

Yan Mao quickly got out of the car and shouted.

"Xiao Mao, a calf fell off the mountain, you can go look for it with me!" Uncle Huang looked rather anxious.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Yan Mao hurriedly went with Uncle Huang to find the cow, and went around to a relatively steep slope in the back mountain. After searching for about ten minutes, he finally found it and fell into the weeds. The calf was only one left. Breathing out, dying.

Uncle Huang came over to take a look and couldn't help sighing, "It's over, I can't live anymore."

"Master, what should I do?"

"What else can I do? I can only kill it and sell it, but such a small cow can't sell for much money!"

Yan Mao's eyes lit up, "Grandpa, how much do you sell?"

"Two or three thousand." Uncle Huang gave a wry smile.

"Grandpa Huang, like this, I bought it!" Yan Mao opened his hand, "I'll give you four thousand!"

"Ah... ah?"

...

After about ten minutes of tossing, Yan Mao and Uncle Huang carried the calf to the national road.

"Oh, Xiaomao! Your strength is really not small!"

Uncle Huang was a little surprised. Although this calf was not big, it still weighed more than 100 kilograms.

Yan Mao came out of the back mountain abruptly by himself, not breathing much.

"I'm not swinging a hammer every day!" Yan Mao showed off the muscles on his arms. "It's very powerful!"

"Then what are you going to do, cow?"

"Hey, I'll handle it myself!" Yan Mao tossed for a while, put the calf on the electric car, and fastened it with a rope. He felt that it wouldn't fall off, so he said to Mr. Huang, "Huang Grandpa, come to the blacksmith shop tomorrow to get the money from me!"

"Okay, okay."

Yan Mao waved his hand, and then rode his electric bike towards the blacksmith shop.

As a result, the fellow villagers saw Yan Mao carrying a small ox back to the forge.

my God!

Instead of grabbing chickens now, it’s time to grab cows! ?

Uncle Huang's family has a small scalper nearby!

Mom! This is too much!

That Uncle Huang is the only one left alone, you can grab it too! ?

"Memoirs of Xin'an Warlord"