Chapter 66: The Good Man Chen Da
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Xia Han made a meditative and painstaking appearance, looking extremely narrow.
Ming Chuhan immediately bounced up and pounced on Xia Han, and the devil's claws stretched out and shook under Xia Han's armpits.
The two of them were rolling on the bed constantly, Xia Han was unwilling to be passive and reached out to fight back, and under the wave of the four demon hands, the two of them were disheveled and panting.
Xia Han's turtleneck was pushed to his chest, revealing the purple color of the hood inside.
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the cold was even more unbearable at this time, her pajamas were torn, and the spring was almost exposed, because she did not wear a hood when she slept.
"Xia Han, you did a good thing." Ming Chuhan felt a chill in his chest, and screamed when he looked at it.
Ming Chuhan hurriedly tidied himself up, and Xia Han was also tidying up herself, but she was a little proud in her heart, she used to beg for mercy first.
Ming Chuhan took advantage of Xia Han's inattention and suddenly pounced on Xia Han to suppress Xia Han, and at the same time began to take off Xia Han's turtleneck, it was really more energetic Ming Chuhan's strength was really not something Xia Han could resist, and she saw that her turtleneck was about to be lost.
"Stop, stop, you won't be able to see the strap." But Xia Han has a killer feature.
Xia Han Gege resisted with a smile.
"Cut, I won't be able to find it if you don't show me." Seeing that it was almost over, Ming Chuhan pouted and got up and walked to Xia Han's backpack beside the bed.
She opened it as if it were her own bag and took out two straps from it.
On the outside of the packaging are written the names of Zhuozhou and Changping.
Zhuozhou experienced the early cold of the Ming Dynasty, and she took the tape of Changping's name to the recorder in the living room.
Xia Han sorted out his clothes and came to the outside room, this belt was ripped from Zhou Yan, the two knew each other, and this little request was not a problem.
Listening to your music all the way, watching Fang Yuchen's wonderful performance, especially those body language that was just right, Ming Chuhan indulged in it, and Fang Cai's pain seemed to be gone.
When she saw the two men playing and roaring, Ming Chuhan hummed along with their rhythm, and she could feel the helplessness, confusion and persistent persistence.
Why is it buried in the spring?,If you change the way of living, you can get out of this predicament.,But I don't know how many people are moths to the fire on the road of pursuit.,Among them is her in the past.ć
Once she opens the emotional floodgates with a strong appearance, what is released inside is a surging flood.
She snuggled up to Xia Han tightly, as if begging for warmth.
What she didn't know was that Xia Han's face was also moist, why wasn't she, how hard it was for a worker's child from an extremely ordinary family to pursue music, no one could really understand the various encounters she had experienced, how many times she thought about giving up, and how she survived in the end I can't remember it clearly, but under the guidance of the atmosphere of this song, it seems that the memory has reappeared.
After a while, Xia Han first found that Ming Chuhan was crying again,
"Okay, you can't cry anymore, you have to go to school the day after tomorrow and be careful how you meet people."
"It's all to blame on the damn Brother Chen, what he wrote was too sensational."
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there was a tendency to push everything towards Fang Yuchen.
"Well, Brother Chen didn't give the copyright to this song to that uncle."
Ming Chuhan suddenly remembered something.
"Yo, I didn't even cross the door thinking about the housekeeper." Xia Han teased a little.
"Of course, since it's a family sooner or later, let's check it early, you say yes."
Ming Chuhan's domineering response, this morning is the most her style, indicating that she has returned to normal.
Ming Chuhan looked at Xia Han's reluctant smile and sighed,
"Of course, if you don't mind, I don't mind, the two of us are cheap Fang Yuchen."
There was another scream in the room.
After a while, Ming Chuhan's dissatisfied shout echoed in the living room, "Fang Yuchen, you started throwing a lot of money again." ā
At the same time, in the community where the Fang family lived in Tongzhou, Fang Yue had just gone downstairs, and now that there were cars coming and going, he was a little earlier than usual.
"Let's go," shouted Lao Qiao downstairs, who came back early from outside.
"Yes, Old Joe, you go out for a walk every day to exercise."
Fang Yue was really happy and in a good mood since the last big victory in the dispute with Chen Da upstairs, and he also recovered some of the cool appearance of the year.
Lao Qiao smiled and nodded, he glanced at Shidao off-road, "Old Fang, you told me, is this car really Yuchen selling songs?" ā
Old Joe whispered.
"Of course, I said Old Joe, how many years old neighbor, can I lie to you."
Fang Yue heard that the wind was wrong, and he frowned.
"Lao Fang, it's not that I suspect it, it's Chen Da upstairs who met me yesterday and specially told me, he said that he went to the market to check the new singles and albums that came out in the last March, and there are no songs from Yuchen at all."
Old Joe whispered,
"He said that you are a swollen face and a fat man, Yu Chen didn't sing, you are afraid that others will say that Yu Chen is not good, so he made up this rhetoric, cough cough, he is very disdainful in and out of his words. . . ."
Lao Qiao is a worker, if it weren't for his son who entered the world's top 500 companies, he wouldn't be able to live in the real estate here now, so Chen Da doesn't look down on Lao Qiao.
However, he deliberately said to Lao Qiao yesterday just to humiliate Fang Yue, and he knew that Lao Qiao would definitely talk to Fang Yue about it, because the two of them had a good relationship.
Lao Qiao knows this, but he still has to say that he can't let Chen Da spray everywhere, Fang Yue is still in the dark, isn't he a fool, this is Yangmou, knowing this, Lao Qiao still has to say that Lao Qiao really admires Chen Da, a villain, it is really vicious.
After hearing this, Fang Yue's face changed, he really didn't expect this to happen, could it be true.
Why did Yu Chen do this, why did he tell these lies, he was very confused at this time.
At this moment, Chen Da walked out of the door of the unit, his hair was meticulously combed, and he was about to go out to work with his handbag.
Seeing the expressions of Fang Yue and Lao Qiao on the other side, he knew that his yang plan was successful, Fang Yue must have been confused, Chen Da was so happy in his heart, didn't you Lao Fang be proud of anyone two days ago, how is today, hum.
"Yo, you're all here, old man, this car is good." Chen Da said hello, but deliberately nodded the car.
"My car doesn't get in your way." Fang Yue's face darkened, he really didn't have any perfunctory patience for this bastard who often spread gossip about his family.
Chen Da laughed secretly in his heart when he heard this, okay, okay, the more you are hot, the more it means that you are talking about your sore spots, well, Lao Qiao is really a pig teammate.
"Lao Fang, this is your fault, I know that you are complaining that Yu Chen did not write a song, hehe, I am not also good for you, it is better than letting others say it in the future, okay, you say, I am kind."
The kind-hearted Chen Da's voice is not small, and he clearly wants the people upstairs to listen to it, who doesn't get up to freshen up and go to work at this time, since he gets up, the movement downstairs can be heard clearly at least below the tenth floor.
The kind-hearted Chen Da didn't understand this little bit of caution, his face turned pale, and the anger in his chest rose.
"Chen Da, you are really a villain, I just don't understand, where did my family offend you, you did this."
Fang Yue's words were full of anger, and his voice trembled a little.
Seeing Fang Yue's anger, Chen Da was inexplicably comfortable, he was just about to refute, just when he saw Cheng Yun also coming back early from outside,
"I, Chen Da, have been a teacher all my life, that kind of person, that day it was Teacher Cheng who said to me, she didn't see the song written by Yu Chen at all, and wondered if there was any inside story, so I also went to find it, to tell the truth, isn't it, hehe, Lao Fang, what can't be accepted."
Chen Da's words made Fang Yue and Cheng Yun wide-eyed, Fang Yue's eyes became cold, he really didn't expect that things would become so tortuous, and Cheng Yun, a good neighbor for many years, would be able to make this move.
Cheng Yun didn't expect Chen Da to be able to say it in public, but she didn't refute it, she knew that the more she argued with someone like Chen Da, the more things could make a big fuss, so she just nodded and entered the unit door without saying a word.
Chen Da smiled, extremely proud, look at Teacher Cheng's acquiescence.
"Chen Da, you are such a villain."
Fang Yue scolded, nodded to Lao Qiao, got in the car and left.
"This person is really vulgar, he smells of copper, and he doesn't know good people's hearts at all."
Chen Da shouted disdainfully behind the car, his voice echoing downstairs.
Fang Yue drove to the commercial street of Tongzhou with his breath in his breath, where there are two video disc sales stores.
He went to the first album or single that he watched for a long time and found a song signed by his son.
Above the blues is the largest video disc franchise store in Tongzhou, and the owner, Yao Zheng, is unpacking the newly arrived video with the waiter.
He first took out Changhong Records' Menghan album, because it was on the market tomorrow, and he didn't let people put it out, which is the rule.
Of course, I am sure that this matter will be the main album in my store in the next two weeks, after all, at this time, the students have just finished their vacation, and the festival is still far away, it is an off-season, Menghan, the album of Changhong's first-line singer, is definitely a main position, which store thinks so, and he also entered the most, a hundred.
Then look at the albums of the other two singers, he sighed in his heart, they are two novices, he just coped with ten copies each, and he doesn't know if he can sell them out. Even if there is a cover that indicates that she is a first-class beautiful singer, he is not optimistic, after all, singers not only look at their faces, but also look at their songs and voices.
Of course, even the album of the novice has to be distributed, otherwise the goods are not complete, which affects the reputation of the store, which is the sadness of the retailer.
At this time, he saw a middle-aged man hurrying in, looking for the new album, and the waiter asked him what he was looking for, and he didn't say.
Yao Zheng is speechless, at first glance, he is a very self-respecting person, he is not boring.