Chapter Fifty-Three: The Licking Dog Has Been Paid, His Monthly Salary Is 3000, How Much Do You Guess I Will Receive
Chu Nan had a hunch in his heart, this activity? It may reach an unprecedented level, and the masters hidden among the students may flock to it.
Saying goodbye to a maple leaf, Chu Nan and the little fat squad leader came to the fourth floor of the restaurant......
The fourth floor of the restaurant is being tightly arranged with gongs and drums. Lighting, stage, sound, non-stop experiments.
On the stage, the students of the broadcasting department are constantly practicing the curtain call.
Little Fat Squad Leader: "Brother Nan? Not enough for you? It's going to be a long wait. ”
Chu Nan: "Mm-hmm, let's take a look everywhere." ”
Chu Nan carefully tasted a few shows, sketches with little baggage, magic tricks full of loopholes, and the cross talk of the two dancing awkwardly...... Chu Nan couldn't bear to look at it directly, what is this...... Can you use snacks?
Chu Nan: I regret signing up a little, and I lost my share.
Chu Nan was just about to leave, when a beautiful figure appeared in front of Chu Nan and stopped Chu Nan.
"Hello? Excuse me, are you Chu Nan? ”
Chu Nan: "Yes, you are?" Is there something wrong with you? ”
"Hello, let's officially get to know you, I'm Huang Ling, the person in charge of this welcome party, and the senior sister of the junior. Yesterday I listened to your new song, and I was amazed. ”
Chu Nan replied flatly: "Well, don't be surprised, it's just an average level." ”
Huang Ling hung a few black lines on his forehead, uh, do you usually chat like this? It's a dead talk.
Huang Ling: "Can you please sing live now?" ”
Chu Nan: Why do you feel that this girl is a bit domineering and impolite? Junior? Well? What's so great about junior year...... My senior, phew, sophomore year did I say anything?
Chu Nan: "I'm sorry, I have something to do and need to leave." ”
Chu Nan left indifferently, not giving her a chance at all. What to pack? What's there to pretend......
Huang Ling looked at Chu Nan's back angrily, very angry, no one has ever dared to snub me like this, hum, what's the big deal, isn't it just that you can sing a broken song?
Chu Nan: "Poor agitation, ugly mind." ”
After mocking, Chu Nan left, leaving Huang Ling to stand in place and get angry.
Huang Ling's dog legs, phew, the suitors, were very dissatisfied with Chu Nan, and chased after Chu Nan to stop him.
Dogleg No. 1: "Our squad leader asked you to sing?" It's to give you face, don't give face and shame. ”
Dogleg No. 2: "That's it, if you dare to give me a wave, be careful of my punch." ”
Dogleg Three: "Go ......"
Chu Nan looked at the pale men with pale faces and vain steps surrounding him in front of him, and couldn't help but think of a joke.
Chu Nan: "I just watched a joke today, I'll tell it to you." Anyway, there is a woman surnamed Huang who is showing off, licking the dog today and paying his salary, his monthly salary is 3000, how much do you think I will receive? ”
Dogleg Four: "3000, I am willing to give everything I have to Ling'er." ”
Dogleg Five: "2900, let me buy instant noodles with the remaining hundred." ”
Chu Nan shook his head: "The woman said, do you think I will receive 3000?" Haha, I'll receive 18000 because I have six licking dogs!! ”
Dogleg Six counted the number of people, and there were exactly six of them...... Isn't it a mockery of the six of you?
Huang Ling's face was yellow and red, and he clenched his little fists, eager to tear Chu Nan's mouth apart.
Dogleg One: "You're looking for death?" ”
Chu Nan was not in a hurry: "Do you know what is written in Article 3 of the school rules?" Fights and brawls are prohibited. Violators will be expelled. ”
Looking at Chu Nan's fearless appearance, the six doglegs finally put down the fists in their hands.
Dogleg No. 3: "Give up your studies for a woman who doesn't belong to you?" It doesn't seem to be worth it. ”
Dogleg Four: "You're in luck." ”
Chu Nan: "It's really not planted." ”
Doglegs, the Buddha of Huang Lingqi jumped over the wall...... But there is no way to take Chu Nan.
Dogleg No. 1: "Ling'er, don't worry, I will definitely ask him to apologize to you." ”
Although Huang Ling hates Dogleg No. 1 very much in his heart, he still has to have the comfort he should have, otherwise why let him buy a bag......
Huang Ling squeezed out a tear: "Thank you." ”
This weak appearance suddenly increased the desire for protection from the first to the sixth doglegs, and the malicious value towards Chu Nan soared into the sky, thinking about Chu Nan well.
Chu Nan: "Squad leader? Do you know a music student, help me find a classroom similar to a recording studio, I will record the songs and upload them to QQ Music ......"
Little Fat Squad Leader: "Okay." ”
Chu Nan: Dare to say it's a broken song? Watch my click explosion and sarcastically mock you.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Chu Nan finally finished his work, registered as a singer, and released the first chapter of the single......
Chu Nan: Comfortable, sit and wait for the first in life, cough, the tenth pot of gold.
Chenxi: "Brother Chu Nan? What about eating fish, what about you? ”
Chu Nan: Oops, I forgot.
Chu Nan: "Wait for me, Chenxi, I'll go." You can order first. ”
Chenxi sent a picture, and the corners of Chu Nan's mouth twitched...... The grilled fish is all served, and the morning light is half eaten......
Chu Nan: Huh? What is the point of making a phone call?
Dawn: "Pay ......"
Chu Nan: It's too difficult for me. A talent, Yushu is in the wind, but he has been reduced to a tool man who has no feelings......
One minute......
Ten minutes......
Thirty minutes......
Chu Nan looked at the single-digit clicks, looked at the grilled fish with only one mouthful of soup left, and fell into deep thought. Didn't they all say it sounded good? This...... What's the deal with clicking? I...... Good side.
Chu Nan: I admit it, this is indeed a broken song.
As if he had forgotten what happened in the afternoon, Huang Ling looked at Chu Nan as usual and said, "Chu Nan? It's time for you to rehearse, what instruments do you need? How to tune it? Tell the band yourself. ”
Chu Nan: "Hmm. ”
Chu Nan glanced at the gloating little dog's legs, and felt a little bad in his heart.
Chu Nan stepped forward to communicate with the band.
Drummer: "Three hundred and one times." ”
Cellist: "Five hundred and one times." ”
Violinist: "Three hundred and one times." ”
Chu Nan's forehead turned black all of a sudden, what do you mean? Do I have to pay out of pocket for rehearsals?
Chu Nan looked at Huang Ling, Huang Ling pretended to be nothing, as if he hadn't seen Chu Nan, and a slight smile appeared in his heart.
The class of 2019 is full of indignation.
Little Fat Squad Leader: "Brother Nan, this is deliberately making things difficult for you, I'll contact the teacher and ask the teacher to support justice." ”
Chu Nan waved his hand, signaling the squad leader to calm down, no need to make a big move, and said calmly: "No need, I'll solve it." ”
Chu Nan: "Drummer, are you a student?" Still is? ”
Drummer: "The drummer of the Yellow Chrysanthemum Band." ”
Chu Nan: "This equipment is from the school?" Or yours? ”
Drummer: "School." ”
Chu Nan: "Then what are you pretending to be with me?" ”
Chu Nan immediately put on a fierce momentum, lifted the drummer from his seat with one hand, and threw it aside like a chicken. Gave you face, didn't you?
The drummer rushed forward, wanting to punch Chu Nan. Chu Nan glared at him, and the aura of iron and blood emanated.
Chu Nan: "Get out." In Lao Tzu's school, he dared to be so rampant. ”
At this moment, Chu Nan was full of ruffianism.
Chu Nan: "You? Do you want to go on your own? Or shall I help you? ”