"Our family!" Eisenberg's eyes were red. "Our family is a ruined martial arts family, I believe Li Ermu also mentioned it to you."

Duchamp shook his head: "Learmor said he didn't know. ”

"That's right!" Eisenberg's eyes dimmed: "Now my family, there is no glory worthy of others to mention. ”

In the hustle and bustle of the tavern, he staggered towards the outside of the tavern like a lone wolf, carrying a bottle of wine.

Duchamp looked at his background, a little gloomy.

The wound on Eisenberg's shoulder has not fully healed, and Morgana is under the care of her teacher like a national treasure, and she is exempted from all her studies. The partiality and differential treatment of the social hierarchy, as well as the vague rumors among his classmates, were more unbearable for Eisenberg than his wounds.

Duchamp had an idea, ran over and grabbed Eisenberg. "Wait, there's one more thing I haven't announced, it's the band."

Finally holding Eisenberg, Duchamp ran to the table again, snatched the wine glass from Fang's hand, told Dietrie to stop singing his "voyage" again, and finally, simply knocked the wine bottle on the table three times.

"Listen, there is a big thing to announce, the Walkman will be officially launched on May 1st, and we will organize an open-air concert in the central square of Lulei around then, this is the first public appearance of the band, everyone has to take time to seize the alliance these days."

"An open-air concert?" Those who were already drunk and those who were still awake turned their heads together and repeated in unison.

Duchamp happily emphasized: "Cheer up, this is also the band's first public performance, even if the conditions are difficult, we have to overcome, these days, everyone has to work hard." ”

"Hahaha!" Isaac walked over with a cute look, happily put his arms around Duchamp's neck, and poured the wine glass in his other hand on Duchamp's head. "Then this time it's my special session, someone in the imperial capital can't participate, I don't know how envious he will be when he hears it, hahahaha!"

Duchamp's face hung unhappily with black lines.

Laughter seemed contagious, and a few seconds later, the tavern resounded with the laughter of drunks one after another.

"Hahahaha! Public performance! ”

With the spur of this new news, two more cases of rye wine were sold at the Vikinson Bistro.

It was late at night.

Duchamp and Learmour joined forces to carry Dietrie, who had been singing "I'm going to sail, I'm going to sail," and returned to the dormitory and threw him to bed.

Learmey looked disgusted and took off Dietrie's shoes and took them to the balcony to dry.

Duchamp stood in front of Dietrie's bed, admiring his drunken dancing posture, and when he tried to get up and go out into the corridor, he pushed him down on the bed again.

After more than a dozen times like this, Dietrie finally resigned himself to lying down, and Fang also came back and yawned: "Mark, all the dormitories have fallen." I picked them up one by one and threw them on the bed, but I was exhausted. ”

Duchamp yawned wearily and pointed outside: "It's not all down, Daniel is still drinking in the hallway." When the wardenmaster heard the commotion, he should have sobered up. After speaking, he shrank into the bed.

Learmor trotted over: "Don't sleep, let's discuss the details of the concert first." What tracks are we going to prepare? Who to host? What kind of people are listening? How should we introduce ourselves? By the way, who will run the concert? ”

Duchamp's green eyes flickered innocently twice, and he said vaguely: "The specific operation is naturally done by the Green Leaf Society, and Celta will organize all the details." You just have to organize the rehearsals well. ”

"That's right!" Learmey took two steps in the dormitory, and found that he was so excited that he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he simply turned on the lamp and sat down at his desk.

"Since the band was founded, I haven't even had a script to introduce myself, so I'll write one first. Sword and Roses is a young, avant-garde creative band. Well, the avant-garde doesn't seem to be very good, it feels like it's not mainstream, a creative band with vigor and depth...... By the way, you should write a letter to Olivier and tell him that although he can't come, he should tell him too. ”

Duchamp, who was curled up in the quilt, glanced at Learm, who was fighting with the lamp, and turned over a little weakly. He couldn't tell the buddies that he just wanted the Walkman to have a free band when it went on sale.

He fell into a slumber with the thought of "I hope Serta can really be organized".

The next day, Duchamp got up before dawn to complete a high-intensity workout. Now his hands are finally not swollen, but after exercising every day, his whole body is very sore. The benefits of this extreme exercise are extremely obvious, at least his body recovery ability is getting stronger and stronger, no matter how tired he is from exercising the first day, as long as he sleeps, he will be full of blood the next day.

Within minutes of the start of the last class, Duchamp was overwhelmed by the boundless hunger, and he waited for the class to end, and then rushed to the cafeteria.

"Senior!" A voice shouted in surprise at the back of the line.

Duchamp looked back and it was Scott Saipan, the son of the governor of the Eastern Gnavador Islands.

Scott cut in line, leaned over and said flatteringly: "The senior is really the man of the year in the school, from entering the school gate to the present, there are new legends about the senior brother every day, which makes the younger brother open his eyes." Now it's out of the album, it's really enviable. ”

After the album arrived, Learmour sent it to the radio as soon as possible, and it is now being broadcast on the radio.

This sycophant slapped right, and the corner of Duchamp's eyes provoked a crescent: "Thank you, thank you." ”

The sycophant king further targeted the precise positioning: "Among these songs, I especially like your works, such as 'Yesterday', 'The Last Rose in Summer', and 'Voyage'. ”

Duchamp's lips were about to close: "It's over, only one of these three songs is sung by me." ”

"But these three songs were written by you, I think that in the whole album, it is the seniors who wrote the most in-depth, heartfelt and touching songs."

Scott said, a little star of innocence popping up in his eyes.

Duchamp laughed a little weakly, intercepted the topic, and asked, "Do you still want to continue to talk about what you didn't finish that day?" ”

Scott quickly intercepted the topic and said bitterly:

"Yes, since the topic was interrupted by the fire-breathing female tyrannosaurus that day, my little brother and I have a lot of hearts, but I didn't expect the girls in science and engineering schools to look mediocre and have such a short temper, and the future is really worrying in the past three years."

Duchamp lowered his voice with a wink:

"Actually, there are still a lot of beautiful girls in the civilian class, especially in the music club, but the elite class you and I are more special."

Scott said hesitantly: "I have discovered this problem, no wonder Senior Brother you are going to mix in the music industry, it seems that I also want to consider joining the music club." After speaking, he suddenly realized that he had gone astray, and quickly pulled the topic back: "Senior brother, in fact, I want to discuss with you again the prospect of developing fisheries in East Gnavador. ”

Duchamp asked seriously: "What are your specific plans?" ”

Scott took the fork and gestured on the table and said: "My father is only temporarily trying to open an air route from Ahti, the seat of the Governor's Palace, to Haidu Ordis, as for the vigorous development of fisheries, it is only an idea, and there is no specific plan yet. ”

Duchamp pondered in his heart that this great opportunity to sell airships could not be missed.

He pondered and said: "If seafood is to be sold at a high price, it must be frozen and sold, it is very easy to make freezers, and it is not difficult to transform the refrigerated space of the transport airship, the key is that someone needs to come to the major cities to promote the benefits of eating seafood, and by increasing sales, we can reduce costs and reduce the price of seafood to the extent that the public can consume." Speaking of which, it is always not easy for the first person to open up a new market, to provide technology, equipment and marketing strategies for each link, to do it systematically, but also need to have inland chambers of commerce to join, but also to control logistics, once the supply is too much, it will also cause waste and deterioration. ”

Scott said happily: "It doesn't seem to be particularly difficult to listen to what my brother said, we can first recruit some inland chambers of commerce to participate in sales, and then establish a refrigerated transportation logistics system, high-quality seafood is given priority to supply the seafood market, if it is unsalable, it can also be made into dried fish and canned food on the island, but it will not be wasted." ”

Duchamp suddenly realized how he had forgotten about the canned food market, but the son of the governor in front of him was very affordable, and he seemed to be very proficient in these mundane affairs, much better than most aristocratic children.

Seeing that Duchamp also agreed with his idea, Scott said happily: "Since Senior Brother also thinks that this plan makes sense, why don't we start a company in partnership and operate it together?" ”

Duchamp was surprised and said: "You just said that it seems that you want to start your own company?" ”

"My father is a busy man," said Scott, "and I will be in charge of the marine fishing industry in East Gnavado." ”

Duchamp laughed: "Yes, yes, what a talent, just enter the school gate to start a business, but do you have the capital?" ”

"Of course, I have been good at saving money since I was a child, and I never spent the money given by adults, and I saved a large amount of money."

Duchamp showed a smile on his face, and asked casually, "How many", thinking to himself, this little guy is still a playhouse!

Scott lowered his voice and said proudly: "Plus this time I went out to study, I extorted a sum of money from my father again, and it already adds up to 6 million meters." ”

"How much? 6,000,000 meters! You can save so much money for the New Year, you are really a talent! When Duchamp heard this number, he couldn't help but jump.

Scott shook his head a few times, apparently proud of his money-saving skills.

"This time I started my own business, and I can secretly take out her private money from my mother, and it should be no problem to get together 10 million meters. Let's go to the imperial capital and Lulei City, find a few rich chambers of commerce to join, and we will soon be able to make up enough money. ”

Duchamp shook his head violently, and Scott was stunned and said, "What's the matter?" Will this plan not work? ”

Du Shangqiang couldn't hold back a smile: "No, no, this plan is very good, very good, but we don't have to go to the imperial capital to attract investment, as long as we find a few more money fans like you among our classmates, our capital is enough." ”