Fan Junxi opened his long-lost Weibo account, and there were still some people who took the initiative to contribute music in Aitta.

However, compared with the last "Know, Know", the number has been greatly reduced.

He doesn't alike playing like this, and even thinks it's a good exchange, and some songs that sound good will be replied to

"Oh, that's good!"

These are the real originals, they are just one more giant than them, and Fan Junxi is still a little bit forced.

clicked on the backstage and looked, and it was a bunch of private messages.

Well?

There was Qiao Wei in it, and the content was nothing, just a simple "Hello".

Fan Junxi smiled faintly.

After a few glances, he didn't find any "useful" information, and then closed the window.

In the afternoon, Fan Junxi sent wheat to a football lesson,

Tong Mai, who was sitting in the back row, chatted with his uncle all the way.

"Uncle, the teacher didn't let me sing the song you taught, saying that it would affect the unity of the children. ”

"All the nonsense, uncle's song still has this function?" Junxi looked disdainful, and then thought again: "What song did you sing?"

"Ten women and seven ......," Wheat sang solemnly again.

"Ahem," looking at a pleasant bun face in the rearview mirror, Junxi couldn't help frowning: "I said wheat, my uncle taught you so many songs, why do you always sing this?"

"I don't know," Tong Mai chuckled to himself, as if he understood why the teacher was angry.

But he still likes this one the most, because every time he finishes singing, his sister and mother will say, "The one everyone loves is me." ”

It made him giggle every time.

"Don't be short of eyes next time," Junxi smiled and shook his head, "Don't sing this again outside." ”

"Uh-huh!" Tong Mai nodded seriously.

Fan Junxi knew that this little guy would definitely not be able to change it for a while, so he still had to teach him another song as soon as possible.

"Do you remember the song Uncle taught you last time?" Junxi said to Wheat as he drove the car:

"Sing with me, this Lang Zexi Lang......"

Tong Mai also pulled his throat: "Hurry up and don't return to steel, this road will collapse in two, and it will be a big bang for Libuga......"

Hey~ It's still safe for this thing, no one should understand, especially when it pops out of wheat's mouth.

The little fat man who came to take football lessons again is very happy!

When they saw the door of the gymnasium, the little fat legs couldn't help but kick each other.

"Wheat, you will play football in it in a while, and my uncle will buy you a few sets of clothes nearby, and look at this one on you," Junxi reached out and touched it: "As soon as the hand is raised, the little belly is exposed." ”

"He~he," the fat man was afraid of itching, and Tong Mai hid his uncle's hand all the way.

After changing the child's jersey, Fan Junxi put his small backpack on a small stool and whistled at the wheat on the court.

"Hmm!" Wheat looked at the place where his uncle pointed and understood: "Bye-bye!"

............

Today, Qiao Wei's "My Dream" has rushed to the top of the new song list with the help of Warwick advertising and its own traffic.

She was dining in the restaurant, holding her mobile phone in one hand and pursing her cheeks in the other and smiling, looking at "My Dream", which was firmly at the top of the list, although it was already expected, she still felt very happy this time.

On the list, "Know, Know" also rushed to fifth place.

She raised her eyebrows, "Fan Junxi" - there should be a lot of people who have noticed you!

The music of the two songs was a success, but this time Qiao Wei was more interested in their words.

Thinking of what she saw when she saw Fan Junxi that day, she couldn't help laughing, what did this Mr. Fan go through to write such a different style of words.

"What are you laughing at, Sister Wei," Qiao Wei's little assistant handed over a glass of vegetable juice, "It's not the first time you've been at the top of the list." ”

"Hmm~"

Qiao Wei whispered.

The little assistant found that Qiao Wei was looking out the window with her cheeks crossed, and her eyes seemed to be clearer and clearer.

Just as I wanted to open my mouth to ask again, I saw her suddenly stand up, grab the bag next to her and say, "I'm going to go out for a while, I'll go back by myself in a while!"

The little assistant quickly stood up: "You don't take me with you......"

Qiao Wei put on a dark gray mask and walked out of the private room without looking back.

............

Tong Mai can already join the small group training today.

The group was the largest group of more than 20 children aged five to eight, standing in two rows facing each other and passing the ball to each other.

Tong Wheat, who stood in this "regular army" formation for the first time, was particularly excited.

The kid on the other side is half a head taller than him, but he can still catch every pass from the opponent.

"Hey,"

"Huh,"

Wheat, which has its own sound effect while kicking, caused the coach to praise when he walked by him: "Not bad, little fat man, the kick is quite energetic." ”

The little boy on the opposite side was a "veteran", and after listening to this meeting, he was a little unhappy, and he opened his feet with a big "bang".

Day~

The ball crooked and went towards one of the children next to Wheat.

In fact, seven or eight-year-old children don't have much leg strength, but the guy next to him is even smaller, and he fell down in fright.

Tong Mai ran over and helped the child up, and then shouted to the other side: "Brother, you are so powerful." ”

"Hmph!" Unfortunately, others ignored him.

At this time, the coach on the side blew the whistle: "Rest for five minutes." ”

Tong Mai, who was sweating profusely, ran to his small backpack, but unfortunately he was one step too late, and the small backpack was kicked away by the "elder brother".

"What are you doing. Wheat, who had never seen such a "scene" before, stopped and shouted.

"I didn't mean to. After saying that, the little "brother" and a few children walked aside.

Fortunately, the child who fell had already helped Wheat get the bag back.

He said mysteriously to Wheat's ear: "His name is Gao Yang, and he is usually the fiercest." ”

"Why is he so fierce?" asked Tong Mai softly with his chubby hand over his mouth.

"Do you know what his mom does?"

"Who the is it?"

The atmosphere between the two children was particularly mysterious, and Mai was a little nervous at this time: "Do you know martial arts?"

The little boy shook his head: "it's from TV." ”

"Ouch," the voice of the false alarm raised Wheat, "What's the big deal about that, my mom is also from the TV station." ”

"Oh!" the little boy looked surprised, how easy it was to work at the TV station?

"What is your mother doing on the TV station," Gao Yang has been paying attention to them: "My mother is the famous host Hu Jing!"

"My mom...... Well, my mother," Tong Mai really didn't know the specific work of Fan Naixi in the TV station: "Anyway, my mother works in the TV station." ”

"Shh~," several children around Gao Yang looked disdainful: "Fuck you can be with big stars often, can your mother?"