Chapter Ninety-Four: Zongzi and Raising the Coffin?
Boss Chen sat down at Junxi's table, and the waiter who followed behind him put down a set of kung fu tea cups.
"Tea, are you used to drinking it?"
Looking at the set of very particular tea sets in front of me.
Zhang Yinuo and his gang laughed: "No problem, we have occasionally had some tea recently." ”
Emperor Chen Qing nodded, making tea in an old-fashioned manner: "You and Junxi are classmates?"
"Yes, college classmates. ”
At this time, Fan Junxi ended the story in time, and what he said today is very short, so he will have a rough meaning.
As soon as Boss Chen came up, he saw that he didn't want to say much today, so he picked up a cup of tea and handed it over.
"Tired, aren't you? ”
Fan Junxi, who is usually casual, has been spinning around recently: "Well, I just bought a suite, and it will be better when I get busy." ”
"Bought a house?" Chen Qingdi asked, "Where did you buy it?"
"Shangri-La Garden, quite close to Dongci Hutong. ”
"Really?" Chen Qingdi pushed down his thin-rimmed glasses: "I'm also going to buy a set there." ”
"Coincidentally," Junxi was a little surprised: "I bought 6 buildings, you should try to lean there." ”
"Hey," Boss Chen smiled: "This is something you can rely on if you want to?"
Lu Hui and Cai Ban on the side pursed the corners of their mouths when they heard this, who are these people?
"Old Fan, where did you hear that thing you just talked about?" Zhang Yinuo felt that his buddy didn't have such a brain.
"This is Junxi's own fabrication!" Boss Chen looked at him: "You haven't heard him talk about it?"
When the three people on the other side heard this, they were relieved.
Yinuo: "It's the first time I've heard him say. ”
Fan Junxi smiled at the corner of his mouth: "How do you feel?" Let's listen to it, today's talk is short, maybe you haven't heard the flavor yet, right?"
Lu Hui's voice raised: "This is really made up by you, I'll go, then hurry up and tell me what that zongzi means? I didn't find it in Baidu just now." ”
"Is it mummy?"
Cai Ban was also asking, they had forgotten about other "business" at this time, some wanted to understand the code words in the "ghost story".
Just now, Fan Junxi happened to be talking about the part of raising the corpse coffin in "Diving in the Sand of the Angry Sea".
"It's what zombies mean. ”
"Zombies are zombies, why do you have to talk about zongzi. "Yinuo guesses this is the thing.
"Lao Tzu is willing, and my own story is not all up to me. Junxi estimated that Ba Song, who created the word, thought so at the time.
"Then why do you want to light a candle in this coffin?"
"yes, and what is the corpse going to do?"
Yinuo and the three of them listened to such a tomb robbery adventure, and at this moment, their minds were full of question marks.
"Stop!" Junxi stretched out his hand and pressed it: "Dude is really tired today, I'll listen to the decomposition next time." ”
Boss Chen pursed his lips and laughed, fortunately he heard the end from the beginning. This kid is talking about this paragraph, although it is shorter, but it is a very wonderful paragraph.
It's a pity! Lao Liang has no ears.
picked up the car and went home, Fan Junxi sent Zhang Yinuo and his gang back to the comic club all the way.
Out of the gate of the "alley", Zhang Yinuo was blown by the breeze and sobered up a lot.
After getting in the car, I quickly talked about "business".
"Old Fan," he patted Junxi's chair, "If that thing is really made up by you, let's tell us about it from the beginning, how about our comic club draw it?"
"Huh, draw it?" Junxi began to slow down.
It's not that he hasn't thought about this, the first thing he thought about was to write it as an online novel, but fixing the number of words in the liver every day is really not a joke, it's easier to sing songs.
However, if someone does it for you......
"Well, our comic club should make a long one. ”
"Or is it a long story?"
"How long. ”
"Don't worry, it's enough for you to paint for a while," Junxi looked as steady as Mount Tai:
"How can I get more than 1 million words, I will send you an audio tomorrow, and we will liver up if you think it is good." But I can say it in advance, I'll just say it, and I'll leave it to you as for the drawing and writing. ”
"Gotta get it, pull it up, let's listen to it first. ”
"Yes. ”
"It's a fart, this is for the sake of the four-year classmates, or it's your turn, which of those sisters in the Puyi studio is not as fragrant as you. ”
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On Friday, Van Naisy drove his two children to school. She has not started the caution of the past few days, she has not seen a solid line, and she must rush left and right, which is the necessary speed to stand in the big city.
A brand new piece of music "My Dream" came over the car radio.
Tong Xiaomi hurriedly sat up straighter: "Mom, the voice is louder, do you know whose song this is?"
"I don't know this!" Fan Naisy glanced in the rearview mirror, "This is one of the sponsors of our new home." ”
Tong Xiaomi understood at once, and proudly raised her eyebrows at her mother in the rearview mirror.
"What kind of class is my uncle, but he can really make money!"
"Mmmmmmmmmm
"What does this have to do with my uncle's work," Naisi thought about it carefully, "Maybe it has something to do with it, anyway, it won't be long before we move to a new house." ”
"Yay!"
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Qiao Wei's new song rushed to the ninth place on the new song chart in less than 10 hours after its release.
This is also an example of Shu Wenfei's hard work pursuit of small traffic.
Fan Junxi looked at the ranking of "Know, Know", and it was not bad 12.
After the broadcast of the series "Ask You How Much You Know" tonight, it should be able to boost it.
After pressing the phone, Junxi pushed the door and got out of the car.
Ding-dong bell cluck
A text message chime came from the phone.
Fan Junxi clicked unhurriedly.
"Wow!"
Finally waited for it.
590,000, the download fee share of the song last month.
Among them, the proportion of "Let me show you" is very small, and it is basically the number of downloads of "Natural".
Fan Junxi has been waiting for this broadcast, and this is a long-term meal ticket in the future.
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On Friday afternoon, Fan Junxi, who received the two children, sent them to the interest class as usual.
"Xiaomi, why didn't I see you Teacher Guan last week?" Junxi has always been a little curious: "Changed teachers?"
"How is it possible," Xiaomi put his hands on the back of his uncle's chair: "I won't go if I change teachers, and Mr. Guan will go back to his hometown." ”
"Oh, she's not local?"
"No, her hometown seems to be quite far away. ”
After coming to the piano school, Junxi did not leave immediately.
escorted the princess into the piano room.
"Well," the room was empty, "it seems that this old house is really far away." ”
Tong Xiaomi's mouth pursed again, she didn't like the substitute teacher a little.
Junxi stretched out his hand and pinched Xiaomi's face: "What are you doing, pouting at every turn, who teaches is different!"
"Really?"
A gentle and delicate voice came from behind him: "Is it really the same for everyone?"
"Teacher Guan!" Tong Xiaomi's eyes lit up.
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