Mushroom house, 500 meters away.

The three guests lined up in a column and rushed to the mushroom house with large bags and small boxes.

The first person is handsome, and he has a temperament if he doesn't speak, but he has no temperament when he speaks, showing his true colors.

Well, a joker who doesn't want to be a boss is not a good singer, he is Xue Shangqian.

Xue Shangqian shouted to the tall and thin man who was left behind: "Yezi, you go faster, you won't even be able to eat dinner if you grind any longer!

The tall and thin man who was called "Yezi" was looking around, pulling a bamboo leaf and putting it in his mouth for a while, and kicking away the stone for a while, anyway, he didn't have a straight shape.

Yezi heard Xue Shangqian's urging and retorted: "I'm here to pick up that fan, I don't have to wait, do you think it's like you! Sign up, shake hands and run away!"

After Xue Shangqian heard this, he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Yes, if I write poems for my fans, "Five Hundred Tang Poems" is not enough for me to copy!"

"Cut! What a fan base!"

"That's amazing!

"I don't compare the number with you, my fans are all face value fans!

Unconvinced, he took off his colorful woolen hat and put it back on, staring straight at the man in the middle with the small eyes behind his round glasses.

The man in the middle was silent, always smiling, tall or tall, but his head was a little big, and he was distressed by this.

"Yezi, just your little eyes, and your face powder, do you think fans have eyes as small as you!"

Xue Shangqian stared at Yezi with the eyes of caring for young children, and then glanced at Maomao and said: "Yezi, Maomao is taller and more powerful than you, don't say this, you are really not ashamed!"

Mao Mao was walking with his head down, but when he suddenly heard that it was on him, Mu looked up in a daze and said, "Hmm, I've always won by my appearance, didn't I make my debut because I was handsome?"

“......”

Xue Shangqian was silent for a while, and suddenly sighed: "Maomao, I'm afraid you don't have any misunderstanding about your appearance......

Mao Mao pursed her lips and smiled, and asked a little shyly, "Teacher Xue, didn't you leave me behind because of my appearance at that time?"

As he spoke, he blushed.

"Are you shy? Of course I ...... Well...... It's because of your looks that yours stayed!hahaha!"

Xue Shangqian was the draft mentor of "Son of the Future", and Mao Mao is a contestant, it can be said that Xue Shangqian has a good eye for talent, and he tried his best to protect Mao Mao when he was about to be eliminated, so that Mao Mao is what he is today.

Yezi looked at the two of them and said amusedly: "Ah, Mr. Xue, your acting skills are too exaggerated! If you are a little more exaggerated, Mao Mao will soon believe it! Mao Mao always can't see herself clearly!"

Xue Shangqian didn't wait for a reply, Mao Mao walked quickly to his side and complained: "Teacher Xue, do you know? ”

"Oh, how did he insult you, and it makes me happy to say it!" Xue Shangqian quipped improperly.

"He said, I look a lot like him!"

As soon as Mao Mao's voice fell, the chatter also took over the conversation: "Doesn't it look like me?

"Gott~"

Maomao retched dryly and walked away in disgust.

Yezi saw him walking up to the field and shouted at his back: "Maomao, be careful! You saw this balance last season, and you fell into the pit if you didn't agree with each other, are you too big a head or what's the matter?"

Seeing that he began to nag again, Mao Mao stepped up his pace and walked faster and faster.

"Teacher Xue, let's chat. I'm half a musician, by the way, have you ever heard me play the flute? Come on, I'll play one for you!"

"Don't, don't, it's important to hurry!"

Xue Shangqian hurriedly refused.

Yako's recorder is nothing but a real blow.

"Then I'll blow it later, I'll introduce you to my recorder first, this recorder has a lot of holes. Well, one hole, two holes, three holes...... Hey, Mr. Xue, don't run!"

Yezi saw Xue Shangqian running wildly with the box, hurriedly chased after him, and then gossiped with him......

"I don't listen, I don't listen, and I chant the scriptures......" Xue Shangqian was almost driven crazy, and kept muttering.

He himself is also a good talker, and today he met an opponent, and he is willing to bow to the wind, and he is too capable of speaking, and he is worthy of talking about a talk show.

Mushroom house, courtyard gate.

Yezi bent down, leaned against the wall, and quietly approached the courtyard gate: "Hey, hey, let's quietly, scare them suddenly, okay?"

His childish thoughts didn't come true, and He Jiong saw the three of them from a distance, and shouted into the back room: "Dabai, Peng Peng, sister, here are guests!"

"Teacher He, don't shout, I originally wanted to surprise you. ”

Yezi hugged Teacher He while making trouble, and everyone else also greeted Wei Baichen and others who came to pick up the guests.

Xue Shangqian saw Xu Shangao standing aside, and immediately ran over, pretending to bow down: "The No. 2 loser has seen the No. 1 loser......!"

It turns out that these two belong to the same music company, one is busy with world peace, the other is busy with sightseeing, and the songs are all released for free, which can be described as a clear stream in the music industry.

Xu Shangao's personality was indifferent, and he smiled and said: "Actually, it's okay, I recently held a performance and made some money for the company." ”

"By the way, Shangao, why do you insist that music is free?" He Jiong asked curiously.

Xu Shangao didn't expect Mr. He to ask this question, and after thinking for a while, he replied seriously: "Since my debut, most of my fans are students, and their income mainly comes from their parents, and I don't want them to bear more financial pressure because of listening to my songs." ”

"So, you recently held a concert because the first batch of post-90s people who listened to your songs have started to make money?"

"Forehead ......"

Xu Shangao picked at the wooden door panel with his hand, and was embarrassed to answer.

He Jiong explained: "There is a kind of waiting, called waiting for fans to grow up. ”

Xue Shangqian walked over, crossed his waist and said, "Teacher He, why don't you ask me why I make free music?"

"Well, then I'll ask you-"

Teacher He dragged out his long tone and deliberately teased him.

Xue Shangqian pressed his index finger against the middle of the glasses frame, and couldn't hold back his desire to boast.

"Let me ask you - why did you study hotel management and become a singer?"

The genius child with ADHD, Yezi, was originally turning a hula hoop, but now he rushed over and raised his hand and said: "I know! Xue Shangqian's father sold all the hotels in order to let him learn hotel management, and pooled money to send him abroad to study hotel management, but Xue Shangqian graduated and learned a lot about hotel management, but there was no hotel for him to manage!

"Hahaha, you kid, what nonsense to tell the truth!"

Huang Lei came over and slapped him on the shoulder. Well, I originally wanted to pat my head, but it didn't turn out to be enough, embarrassing......

"Mr. Huang, shoot again! This time I'll squat down!"

Yezi deliberately half-squatted and seduced Mr. Huang to shoot again.

Huang Lei would not be able to do this, and waved his hand to Yezi and said: "Let's go, let's go! Don't chatter here! There's nowhere to use your strength, right? Go! Go and plant seedlings!"

Yezi stood up, waved his hand and said, "No, Mr. Huang, I'm not going to plant seedlings. ”

"Huh?" Huang Lei asked with a glare.

"I'm a person who either doesn't do it or does it to the best of his ability. So I chose not to do it. Because I can't do it well!"

also explained in a matter-of-fact manner, but he didn't know that Huang Lei was already leaning against the door, standing on one leg, and a slipper had been vacated......

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