But Wen Xi's face did not change, and he had to finish the performance when he stumbled, and he was still calm and calm when he got off the stage.

The debut position of the draft was stuck, he participated in the college entrance examination three times and failed repeatedly, and there were broken companies and dog skin plasters that could not be shaken off, in the face of such a situation, Wen Xi was able to take it calmly.

Such a person is firm in his goals and has resilience, and he will definitely be able to become a strong person in the future.

How strong he can grow, Shi Yue can't imagine.

Wen Xi has such a good look, and such a good heart, and now there is still heat, but what is lacking now is a good work.

However, Wen Xi seems to have grasped the wrong point: "You also think my songs are terrible? ”

Shi Yue: "No, that's not what I meant!" ”

Although the song is really not good, Shi Yue can't explain it clearly.

He simply changed the subject: "What song are you going to perform tomorrow?" If there is something you don't understand in the score, you can ask me. ”

"I'm a bass player, but he's played guitar for a year or two."

Wen Xi looked at him deeply when she heard this, she remembered that when the group of people in the band taunted him behind his back, only this little brother did not speak.

"Thank you, I'll look for you if you need it."

Wen Xi and Shi Yue beckoned, and left the piano shop with the piano bag.

As soon as she came out of the piano shop, the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably, and this feeling of being favored made people feel very happy.

After a busy day, she is physically and mentally exhausted, and she is full of energy at the moment.

After Wen Xi returned to the hotel, he washed up, cleaned up and entered the trick karaoke room to practice the guitar, and then ran in with the singing.

She didn't know how long she had been in the fancy K song room, but she knew that in the end, she could press out the score with her eyes closed, so she quit the system space and went back to bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Wen Xi, who had slept well, recovered and got up to practice the guitar in real life.

After hours of review and practice in the space last night, this time as soon as her fingers touched the guitar strings, her muscle memory was awakened, and she was already fluent after just playing and singing three times.

Wen Xi, who sought stability, practiced until the program team knocked on the door and called the guests down for breakfast.

"Okay, right away!"

Wen Xi took his hand reddened by the strings out of the warm water.

After wiping her hands dry, she opened her phone and showed the wallpaper of the God of Wealth.

Putting her mobile phone on the table, she put her hands together on her forehead, and worshiped the God of Wealth reverently, wishing the food festival a smooth ride.

Wen Xi and the program team came to the scene of the Daoxiang Food Festival.

She was amazed to find that the interns not only executed the ideas well, but also extended new ones.

For example, the campus bus picks up L University for free at the high-speed rail station, and if you want to leave, you can send it to the high-speed rail station for free by virtue of the consumption record of the food festival on the mobile phone payment.

Interns with a degree in tourism management also pay for customized pick-up and drop-off services, and customize tourist routes for tourists, eat at the food festival at noon, send them to the city center in the afternoon, and pick them up in the evening to watch the music festival.

Located on the outskirts of the city, accommodation is cheaper than in the city center, and the interns have already contacted the surrounding B&B hotels to make group discounts.

The tricks that everyone came up with, let Wen Xi see that it was amazing, these projects have succeeded in starting to make profits and have failed, Wen Xi has a praising attitude, this kind of small project can't lose money and fails is also experience, and the profits that can be brought by the successful pilot are immeasurable after that.

Wen Xi has sent all the bills for the project to Lao Li Chef Catering Group, and it is true that there is someone behind him!

Everything is ready for the Daoxiang Food Festival, and the music festival is also in general place.

Today is the last day of the recording of the first episode of the "National Style Youth" program, and after recording this episode, you can get off work and rest for a week.

Wen Xi's whole person was refreshed, and there were many small accidents in the process, but the overall situation was very smooth, it seems that God is blessing her!

"Director Xiao Wen, there are interns looking for them here!"

Stretching, Wen Xi heard someone call her: "Come!" ”

*

Half past ten in the morning.

At the entrance of the Daoxiang Food Festival, where straw and lanterns were set up, a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat and a flower shirt walked into the main venue of the Daoxiang Food Festival with six people.

Looks like a tourist group.

The young man walking next to the middle-aged man looked at the orderly food festival venue, took out his mobile phone to take a selfie, and couldn't help but say to the middle-aged man: "Boss Yang, don't say it, this venue is really good." ”

Boss Yang slapped Assistant Guo's head and slapped off his sunglasses: "Grow others' ambition and destroy your own prestige!" ”

Boss Yang came today with his son Yang Fei, who has finished the college entrance examination, Yang Fei is introverted and very homely.

This time, Yang Fei finally came out with him, and Assistant Guo, the little rabbit cub, actually praised others for doing a good job in the night market in front of his son.

Where does this put his face?

Walking on the right side of Boss Yang is his son Yang Fei, who is different from Boss Yang's roughness, the young man is white and clean, looks introverted, has a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looks very good at reading.

Yang Fei didn't say a few words along the way, and even if he spoke, his voice was like a mosquito.

"Boss Yang, that scarecrow-shaped popsicle looks delicious."

Assistant Guo glanced at the stall selling popsicles by the gate, it seemed that three young students were setting up a stall, and the small Xiaoice sticks bought were exquisite, and the price was not expensive, 5 yuan.

Boss Yang slapped him on the back of the head again: "I won't give them money for the food festival if I kill them." ”

Assistant Guo pointed at Yang Fei aggrievedly: "You brought your son to the food festival, don't you buy him something to eat?" ”

The girl in charge of collecting the money heard what Assistant Guo said to Boss Yang and immediately greeted enthusiastically: "The knife brand popsicles produced by our L University food science major are low-sugar, low-fat and delicious!" ”

"Your child looks like he has just finished the college entrance examination, our zongzi-shaped popsicle means high zongzi (high school)."

After 5 minutes.

Boss Yang and his entourage all had an extra knife brand popsicle in their hands.

Assistant Guo saw this: "Boss, didn't you say that you wouldn't spend money on the food festival for them?" ”

Boss Yang sucked the popsicle with relish: "I'm learning about the competitor's product, is this called understanding tactics?" ”

Yang Fei bit the popsicle silently, and said in his heart that this Assistant Guo probably didn't want to do it.

Boss Yang patted his son on the shoulder: "Son, is the old popsicle in our night market delicious, or is the popsicle here delicious?" ”

Yang Fei's voice and words are yes, but the words that come out are particularly high emotional intelligence: "The shape of the popsicle here is quite fresh. ”

"But the old popsicles in our night market have been sold for so many years, and they have a reputation and feelings."

Boss Yang laughed: "It's worthy of being my son!" Always be on my side! ”

At this time, the radio broadcast sounded in the food festival square: "Today's special event, come to the door to vote for your favorite national style youth guests!" ”

"We will select nine lucky guests from among the guests who voted for them, and interact face-to-face with their favorite celebrity guests!"

Boss Yang heard the radio and picked his teeth with a wooden skewer: "Clean up these bells and whistles." ”

"Isn't it just that there are celebrities here?"

He patted Assistant Guo on the back, and then pulled his son to the venue.

"Let's test the results of this food festival."

Yang Fei, who was being pulled, glanced back at the voting table set up at the door, and then followed his father to the venue.

(End of chapter)