Mr. Yang is much more professional, and after reading the lyrics, he began to hum along with the score.

Fang Zheng immediately came up, and he had never heard the melody of the song he copied, so he was also curious.

I only listened to the melody humming by Mr. Yang very light, a bit like a folk song, gentle and gentle......

Teacher Yang then sang, his voice was very gentle, like a teenager whistling in the alley, with a bit of bohemianism, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

It's a very contradictory feeling, the tune is very lighthearted and catchy, but the lyrics are huge and piercing......

"Fang Zheng?"

After Mr. Yang sang it again, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Fang Zheng with blazing eyes.

Fang Zheng nodded: "Yes, is there a problem?" ”

Teacher Yang said, "You song...... Well, how to say it? The composition is ordinary, not amazing, not even the word is amazing, but ...... But every sentence pierces the heart, singing people's helplessness and dreams from another angle. Anyway, your song is good, but it also has a lot of flaws, and I'm not sure what the impact will be on the outside after it's released.

I don't think you know much about music theory.

Are you interested in being a student?

Or, do you want to make your debut? I can be your broker. ”

Although he only saw one song, the well-informed Mr. Yang still saw the talent in Fangzheng's bones, and he wanted to sign him while the other party was not yet popular. Of course, maybe the other party will never be popular, only this hand is still okay with the song. But he has nothing to lose by signing one more person.

It can be said that his abacus crackled.

But he asked the wrong person.

Fang Zheng shook his head directly: "Thank you Mr. for your kindness, but the poor monk doesn't want to make his debut, if it's okay, the poor monk will leave first." ”

Fang Zheng was indeed a little anxious, because it was getting dark.

Looking at the back of Fang Zheng leaving, Teacher Yang shouted with great confidence: "You will come back!" ”

The other party just waved his hand and ran away without looking back.

"Teacher Yang, are you so sure he'll come back?" Sun Wen asked puzzled.

Mr. Yang smiled confidently: "As soon as I asked him about music, his eyes were erratic and unconfident, indicating that he lacked knowledge of music theory and even had some inferiority."

However, as long as he still has the dream of writing songs, he must need me!

He'll be back!

I will be his best choice! ”

However, Teacher Yang never dreamed that the monk's eyes were wandering not because he was not confident, but because he was a thief! He couldn't have imagined that the person who wrote such a one-handed song was not a lack of knowledge of music theory, but a clueless and incomplete five-tone sound!

What he didn't expect was that he didn't have any dreams for music, and he knew a salted fish squandering other people's music on the road of music, and he came here just to make money, that's all!

"Registration is over, and the rest is up to you." Fang Zheng got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the classic car started suddenly, and walked away with black smoke all the way.

Looking at the black smoke, Teacher Yang added: "And he is very poor, he should not be able to find a better teacher to teach him." ”

After the recovery in the middle of the night, Fang Zheng returned to the Yizhi Temple.

"Apprentices, I'm back for the teacher!" As soon as Fang Zheng entered the door, he shouted.

Then I saw a few apprentices running over, and asked excitedly and expectantly, "Master, what delicious food have you bought?" ”

Fangzheng's expression suddenly froze: "Uh...... Didn't buy it. ”

"Cut!"

A group of apprentices waved their hands, turned and dispersed.

There are black lines on the door of Fang Zheng's head, and he shouted, what kind of broken apprentices are these!

In the next two days, Fangzheng would go to Fangtang Village once a day, and did not enter the village, and when he arrived at a place with a signal, he took out his mobile phone to rub the net to see the registration situation, but two days passed, and there was no movement at all.

Instead, I received a message from Jing Yan: "The saplings have been sent to Fangtang Village, can you come over now?" ”

Fang Zheng hurriedly ran into Fangtang Village with the red boy, and sure enough, he saw two big cars driving into the village, and Jing Yan was arranging for the car to drive to the edge of the village.

"Well donor!" Fangzheng shouted.

Jing Yan turned around and saw Fang Zheng coming, and said with a sigh of relief: "Abbot Fang Zheng, it's good that you're here, I'm really worried about how to contact you." The saplings arrived, a total of cars, all drought-tolerant saplings, two hundred in a car, a total of four hundred, you check? ”

"What are you looking for? Send me straight to the temple. Fang Zheng shouted excitedly.

Jing Yan said hello to the driver, and the driver got into the car directly, and Fang Zheng hurriedly drove the classic car in front to lead the way......

"Abbot Founder! Founder's Abbot! At this time, the mud monkey and Xu San ran over and shouted excitedly.

Fang Zheng probed out: "Two donors, what's the matter?" ”

Xu Sanyi grabbed Fang Zheng's hand, his eyes were red, and he shouted excitedly: "Abbot Fang Zheng, my wife is pregnant!" ”

Xu San already had a sideways face, but now that he is excited, his facial features are distorted, and he can even be said to be a little hideous!

Fang Zheng was pressed by this momentum, and suddenly felt a little cowardly.

The red boy said cautiously: "Donor, I can guarantee that the child is not my master's. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, his old face darkened, and he slapped him away: "What nonsense is it?" ”

Xu San was also speechless for a while, but he didn't care.

Fang Zheng coughed dryly and said, "Congratulations." ”

Xu San said: "Thank you, by the way, are you going to carry the sapling?" Is there a shortage of manpower? I can help, for free! ”

The mud monkey immediately shouted, "I'm free too!" ”

Of course, the mud monkey is not enthusiastic, he just wants to get closer to Fangzheng so that the future tour guide work can go smoothly. He now pins all his hopes for making a fortune in the future on Fang Zheng, and he is naturally extremely hardworking and positive.

Fang Zhengzheng was worried about unloading the car for a while, and since there were two laborers, he nodded and said, "Cheng, get in the car." ”

The two hurriedly got into the classic car.

"Abbot Fangzheng, are you going to plant trees and greenery in the desert?" Granny Jing asked while standing at the entrance of the commissary.

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Yes, starting today, the poor monk will control the desert, and strive to turn this desert into an oasis as soon as possible, so that everyone can live more comfortably in the future." ”

"Amitabha, you are really a living bodhisattva." Granny Jing praised.

Fang Zheng waved his hand and said, "Don't say that, please call me a living Buddha." ”

Granny Jing: "......@#¥......"