Shen Yumeng felt that there was a door, and said happily: "You also think he is very mastery, right? I heard him sing these songs in the café at the time, and my whole body was about to be crispy! The songs he wrote and the songs he sang were so good!"

"Don't sell it to me, who is this person?"

"This uncle is a music producer named Huang Guolun. ”

"Huang Guolun?" "I do" and "Don't say it to him"?"

Hu Xuefang deals with music every day on the radio, and when she heard Huang Guolun, her first reaction was the mustachioed music producer.

can take a closer look at the uncle in the video, and he looks very different from that Huang Guolun, this uncle is much more serious than that Huang Guolun.

Shen Yumeng smiled and said, "It's not that Huang Guolun." This Huang Guolun is much more powerful than that Huang Guolun. He is a high school music teacher and also works on film scores. ”

Hu Xuefang's mood plummeted: "He's a high school music teacher?"

"Yes, he also writes and sings his own songs and makes movie soundtracks. A big online movie just released, I don't know if you have seen it, it's called "Qing Ben Jia Corpse", and the theme music was written by this uncle. He is also half an insider, but he is not very famous. ”

Hu Xuefang asked Shen Yumeng with a wry smile: "Is this your friend again?"

Shen Yumeng hurriedly explained: "Teacher Hu, don't misunderstand. I just met this uncle yesterday. He was a friend of one of my sisters. He's going to be doing music tonight in my sister's café, and if you're going to be okay that night, I'll ask you to go for a cup of coffee. You go live and listen to him sing. The effect of my mobile phone recording is not good, at most it reflects his strength. If you go to listen to it live, it will definitely sound a hundred times better than this! Mr. Hu, I really recommended him for our show this time, and I don't mean anything else. ”

Hu Xuefang smiled and said: "What are you anxious about, if it's really for the sake of the show, it doesn't matter if you don't avoid relatives." But I think it's not too suitable for this Mr. Huang to be on our show, and he doesn't quite fit the purpose of our show to choose guests now. ”

"Yes, he's not well-known right now, but in the future, he's likely to become a very famous musician. Mr. Hu, if I didn't blow it, I haven't seen a more talented musician than this uncle, and in time, he will definitely be able to shine in the Chinese music scene. Let's dig him out before he is famous, and our show will be famous in music history. ”

Hu Xuefang laughed at Shen Yumeng: "The more you talk, the more boundless it becomes." ”

"I really made this suggestion for the sake of our show, Mr. Hu, if you have time tonight, really, come to the café to listen to him sing and sing, get in touch with him, chat casually, and see if he is suitable for our show. If you still don't think it works, then let's reject this plan. ”

Hu Xuefang drank coffee and thought about it, she really has nothing to do tonight, she doesn't have to host the show on Saturday night, her husband is on a business trip again, she is idle alone, it is better to go to the café and listen to the singing of this teacher Huang who was blown to the sky by Shen Yumeng.

To be honest, this uncle's singing is really good, but let him be on their show, Hu Xuefang thinks it's not realistic. Even if she wanted to, she would have to be beaten back to their editor-in-chief.

But it's a pleasure to listen to the song and get to know this talented musician.

Now that it has been decided, Hu Xuefang will not grind, and make an appointment with Shen Yumeng at the moment, and will follow Shen Yumeng to the café to listen to songs in the evening.

Shen Yumeng felt that she had done a big thing, and she was overjoyed, and after sending Hu Xuefang back to the studio, she immediately called Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing drank until three o'clock last night before going home, and at this time she was still sleeping with a headache in the bed.

Shen Yumeng was not discouraged and dialed three calls in a row before calling Zhao Jing's snow-white jade hand out of the bed.

Consciousness is half-asleep.

Only one hand came out of the bed.

I touched the head of the bed for a long time before I touched the phone.

With his eyes closed, he put his phone into the warm quilt, and Zhao Jing picked up the phone weakly: "Hey, who?"

Shen Yumeng said beautifully: "You're still sleeping! It's past ten o'clock!"

"What! It's past ten o'clock in the evening!"

Zhao Jingjiao's body was shocked, she flipped over the quilt, and she almost didn't sit up from the bed in shock.

Shen Yumeng chuckled: "You slept in a daze, it's past ten o'clock in the morning." ”

"Damn!"

Zhao Jing angrily put his head back on the quilt, and his voice became weak again: "You called so early to dry your hair! Deliberately ruined my beauty sleep! I have to sleep until the afternoon every weekend since I was in school, and you don't know it." ”

"Don't talk to me. Let me tell you good news, the hostess of our show, Sister Fang, is the senior sister who graduated from our school, I watched the video of Teacher Huang singing, she likes Huang Guolun's music quite much, and she is going to come to the duck shop tonight to listen to Teacher Huang's singing, and I want to talk to Teacher Huang. If the conversation is good, Mr. Huang may be recommended to our program. ”

Zhao Jing came to a little energy and praised Shen Yumeng: "Yo, okay, you, you really did this!"

Shen Yumeng said proudly: "Nonsense, who am I! I have to do it! But this matter has just been skimmed, you go back and talk to your sister, you must leave us two good seats at night, let our anchor enjoy Mr. Huang's singing." ”

"Okay, I'll take you a seat!"

"Also, you and Teacher Huang also say hello in advance, so that he can prepare. ”

"Let him prepare something?"

"Prepare how to talk to our anchor. Mr. Huang's eloquence doesn't seem to be very good, and he is not very good at chatting, but our show needs guests to chat with the host. If Mr. Huang doesn't behave well, it will be enough to enter the eyes of our anchors. ”

"Let's let this matter be, even if I tell Mr. Huang, he probably won't prepare anything. It's not a big deal for him. He can be on your show, and it's good for him and your show to be on it. It doesn't matter if you can't get on me, I don't think he's going to see him ”

Shen Yumeng hurriedly said: "Don't be like this, I finally gave him the opportunity he begged, don't cherish it!"

"It's not that he doesn't cherish it, he's such a person. He's not good at chatting, so if you force him to chat, can he talk well? I'll call Mr. Huang about this later, no matter what the result is, I have to credit you, you are really good enough this time!"

"I didn't give it any time. Okay, okay, I won't tell you, I still have to work, you get up quickly, don't sleep, don't forget to call your sister and Teacher Huang about this. ”

"Got it, hung up. ”

Zhao Jing simply hung up the phone, and wanted to stare at it again.

But suddenly I felt that the sheets under her ass were wet and cold.

Zhao Jing felt a "sigh" in her heart!

I thought to myself, didn't you?

Bedwetting again?

The jade hand trembled and touched the bed.

Sure enough, it got wet!

She literally wets the bed again!

Zhao Jing was about to be stunned by herself.

No wonder she dreamed of playing with fire again last night.

Why is her bladder so unlucky?

Every time I drink too much, I have to wet the bed, which is really devastating!

Zhao Jing usually doesn't dare to drink more, unless she is particularly happy to play, she will drink a few more glasses.

But she would never dare to let herself get too drunk, just because she had this strange cat disease that loves to wet the bed when she drinks too much.

Zhao Yan had already gone to the store, there was no one else at home, Zhao Jing quickly got up, and threw the wet sheets and quilts into the washing machine to eliminate the evidence.

Fortunately, she usually doesn't wear clothes when she sleeps at night, which spared her underwear.

After such a toss, Zhao Jing also went to sleep, sitting on the bedpan, brushing her teeth with an electric toothbrush, and saw Ollie with a pair of bright red pants on her head, appearing coldly at the door of the bathroom.

It smiled and meowed a few times at Zhao Jing, as if it knew what was going on with her urine.

Zhao Jing's mouth was full of toothpaste foam, and she pointed at Ollie and said: "Pants, you don't want to be beautiful! I'll grab the duck shop for you later, and I'll make you famous on the whole network today! Don't you love top pants, I'll let you top enough tonight!"

Zhao Jing had already made up her mind that she would take "pants" to the duck shop to do a live broadcast together.

Didn't Song Dongye have a song called "Pants", which is also about cats.

Zhao Jing was going to make a big move when her senior sister was rounding the room at night, playing and singing the song "Pants" by herself, and asking Ollie to appear on the camera with her pants on her head, which was definitely eye-catching.

As soon as she thought of doing a special show in the evening, Zhao Jing was extremely excited.

After brushing her teeth, she called Huang Guolun and wanted to talk to Huang Guolun about a radio anchor who would come over to listen to him sing at night.

But after making three calls in a row, he was hung up by Huang Guolun after always ringing twice.

"What the hell, hang up on me, he can't still sleep, right?"

Zhao Jing knew the pain of being disturbed to sleep, so she didn't make any noise about Huang Guolun.

Instead, he sent a WeChat message to Huang Guolun: "Teacher Huang, you are really lazy, the sun is shining on your buttocks, are you still sleeping? Call me back when you wake up, I have good news for you." ”

Of course, Huang Guolun was not sleeping over there.

It's all three poles in the sun, how can he still sleep?

He's on a video call with Mrs. Zhou.

On this day, there were a few guests from their villa in the northern suburbs, all of whom came with children as old as Huang Tao.

The kids are playing together.

Mrs. Zhou is taking pictures of these children playing with Huang Guolun, of course, mainly taking pictures of Huang Tao and showing Huang Guolun.

Unusually, Huang Tao was not naughty today, and had a good time with a few children.

He also gave full play to the advantages of good eloquence, and told several children the story of Yugong moving mountains and Sima Guang smashing the cylinder.

The parents next to him are praising Huang Tao's good speech.

Huang Guolun also praised Huang Tao on the phone for being so well-behaved today.

It's good that he doesn't boast, but if he praises, it's over.

Huang Tao immediately became energetic, turned into a kindergarten teacher, and asked a few children around her: "Through these two stories, do you understand any truth?"