After the call is connected......

Zhuang Feng dictated, whatever he said, Lin Moshen followed what he learned.

As soon as he heard that it was Xia Zhiqiu's prospective aunt who was the middleman and someone wanted to give him a gift, Wang Batian naturally had no reason to refuse, and soon directly established communication with Zhuang Feng on the phone.

"Hello, General Wang, I have admired the great name for a long time......" Zhuang Feng maintained a polite tone.

Wang Batian on the other end of the phone replied lazily: "Say, who are you, what are you looking for me to do?"

Wang Batian is a pity that words are like gold, and they are refreshing enough.

That Zhuang Feng was naturally very happy, and said directly: "General Wang, I am Zhuang Feng, I guess you will not be a stranger, right?"

"It's you kid, dare to beat my son, you are quite fat?" Wang Batian's tone became domineering, obviously not taking Zhuang Feng seriously.

Zhuang Feng didn't care about this, and under the current situation, he didn't want to be noticed by Wang Batian.

After a pause, Zhuang Feng continued: "General Wang, that's all a misunderstanding, don't I already know your son's identity, so ......"

"So what's wrong with you?"

"Your son has already come to Nanjiang City, and he made an appointment with me in the evening, I don't want the misunderstanding to worsen, so I hope General Wang will give you advice. ”

"Is your kid very interesting, smart people don't need to say much, a price, this incident should have never happened, but fortunately your kid didn't hurt my son too badly, otherwise I would have moved my fingers, enough for you to die eight hundred times, do you believe it?"

Zhuang Feng thought to himself, I believe in your uncle, but his mouth said perfunctorily: "I believe, I believe, General Wang, just say it, what is the price?"

"My son's hair is gone, so let's ......"

"Nima!" Zhuang Feng scolded secretly, "I haven't even checked how much your son's hair is!"

At this time, Wang Batian on the other end of the phone continued: "I'll pinch my fingers and count, 80 million!"

"Eighty million?"

"Why, do you think it's too much? Maybe my son's hair is not as much as 80 million, but isn't my Wang Batian's face money?"

"Huh...... General Wang, you misunderstood, I think 80 million is a bit less!"

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I'll double it for you, okay?"

"You mean, you're going to give me 160 million?"

"Let's make a whole number, 200 million!"

"Two hundred million, little brother, I made a friend of yours, by the way, aren't you going to have dinner with Guofu in the evening? When the time comes, I will ask him to apologize to you......

"Huh...... No need, General Wang, just ask the secretary to send your card number, and I'll then ask someone to transfer the money to your account. ”

"Happy! I have the opportunity to go to your Nanjiang City to have a look, and I must meet your little brother when the time comes, I really know how to do things!"

......

The phone hung up, and it didn't take two seconds for Wang Batian to send the card number, it seems that Wang Batian should have done a lot of blackmail like this, this is really ready to collect money.

Remembering the card number received on Lin Moshen's mobile phone at a glance, Zhuang Feng returned the mobile phone to Lin Moshen.

After Zhuang Feng left, Lin Moshen said to himself with a jealous face: "Damn! you can really do whatever you want if you have money!"

......

After leaving the Wu'an Bureau, it was already noon.

Zhuang Feng found a nearby restaurant and had lunch with the newly selected driver's brother.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and I took the mobile phone and connected it, and the call was from Good.

"Hi Man!"

"Young master, Mo Ning and I have entered the top eighty-eight......"

Goode was very excited, and after talking a lot, he asked, "Young master, our chief director would like to invite you to be a special judge, do you have time?"

"Special judges, you tell the director, I'm so busy that I don't have time to create gimmicks for his show, but don't worry, when you and Mo Ning enter the finals, I will go to the scene to support you." ”

Zhuang Feng really treats Goode and Mo Ning as family, this is not just because of the memories that fuse the skin, but because of his life experience, for his family, he has infinite desires and fantasies, so even in the current situation, he still yearns for this most sincere emotion.

Although he is very busy now, the songs that Goode and Mourning participated in are carefully prepared by Zhuang Feng, maybe what he wrote is not good enough, after all, he is not professional, but he knows that although Goode and Mourning speak Chinese Chinese well, they are culturally not suitable for the Chinese hip-hop arena.

But the time for the competition was too small, so Zhuang Feng wrote the song himself.

However, Zhuang Feng not only wrote a few songs, but also spent money to vigorously sponsor the program group, in order to realize the hip-hop dream of Goode and Mourning, after all, it is something they have been pursuing, and there is nothing more worthy of help than dreams.

As soon as he heard that Zhuang Feng would come to the scene to support him in the finals, Goode was very moved, in fact, he had already realized that Zhuang Feng sponsored the program team, otherwise he and Mo Ning would not be like their ancestors, they would be assigned assistants by the program team when they participated in an audition, and their food and accommodation were several grades higher than others.

Goode vowed to work hard and not disgrace Zhuang Feng.

After greeting for a while, the phone hung up, and then Zhuang Feng continued to eat lunch, and said to the driver sitting opposite while eating: "You find out the video of Huaguo's hip-hop audition and take a look......

......

At this moment, Huaguo is the magic capital, and Huaguo has a hip-hop recording scene.

Goode turned off his mobile phone, looked at each other and smiled, and the two hugged each other, moved in their hearts, needless to say.

At this time, the director of the program team came over and said politely: "Goode, Moning, it's time for you to appear......"

Now it's the recording of the 88-70s.

Goode and Mourning stepped onto the gorgeous stage under the guidance of the choreographer, and at this moment the host shouted: "Next, please have a hip-hop dark horse group - Goode Mourning!"

......

His eyes turned back to Nanjiang City.

Zhuang Feng watched the audition videos of the first two episodes of hip-hop in Huaguo while eating.

In the video, it cut directly to the place where Goode and Mourning sang, and Zhuang Feng also hummed along with it, not to mention, I didn't feel much humming when I wrote it, but listening to Goode and Mourning singing, it was still very tasteful.

The name of this song is "Fly", which means that dreams spread their wings and fly high!

“...... Although we look dark, we don't just open our mouths ABC, we are old OGs from Badir, and we just want to fly, fly, fly, ......fly,

"Just want to fly, oh, just want to fly!"

"Fly, fly until you have no one to chase!"

"Fly, don't get tired of flying to the ends of the earth!"

......

Zhuang Feng listened very intoxicated, immersed in the flow.

Suddenly noticed at a glance in the audience, two tall black brothers were looking confused with serious expressions, and one person was holding a mobile phone to shoot Goode and Mo Ning on the stage.

The camera flashed by, recording the two black guys for about eight seconds.

Of course, what Zhuang Feng noticed was not their expressions, but the accessories that matched the necks of the two of them.

"Go back!" Zhuang Feng said to the driver.

The driver gave the order and began to tap the phone screen to rewind.

"Pause!"

At this time, Zhuang Feng carefully looked at the accessories around the necks of the two black brothers, the two of them carried the same accessories around their necks, which was a small wooden stick about five centimeters thick and slender with a finger.

After repeated confirmation, Zhuang Feng communicated with the system in his consciousness: "Could this be the stem of rootless grass, right? It is exactly the same as described in the "Book of Xingyu Qi". ”

"Ding! host, can't be sure yet, but it's very likely to ......"

"Can you be sure, wait until you find these two black brothers...... If they really are desert primitives, that's great!"

Zhuang Feng suddenly became extremely excited, he had read a book when he was on Earth, and it was written: "What you have lost, you will come back in another way." ”

If you really find the desert primitives because of this, then the 300 million sponsorship of Huaguo's hip-hop program group is really not a loss, not only for Goode and Mo Ning to complete their dreams, but I didn't expect such a big harvest, it seems that there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, which is not false at all!