Chapter 1276 1288, Walk Around

"I still remember the spring many years ago

I hadn't cut off my long hair at that time

No credit card and no her.

A home without 24-hour hot water”

"Dad, you sang it wrong. Please repeat the beginning of the song again."

…

Sitting in the courtyard of No. 21 Shoubi Hutong, well, that is, the courtyard of the [Love Apartment], Wang Xiaochen was as happy as a child with a wooden stick in his hand and chewing gum in his mouth.

I didn't expect that my father would have such a day, and it fell directly into my own hands. If I asked him to sing it once, he would have to sing it again.

Let his daughter instruct his father to sing, haha... The man who came up with this idea is simply a genius!

Doesn't brother Sun Hao know that his father has deducted more than 20,000 yuan of pocket money from his lovely and beautiful daughter?

Humph, Dad hasn’t paid it back until now!

However, just when Wang Xiaochen was proud, he suddenly saw two people appearing at the gate, one with short hair and a peaked cap, the other with long hair and an unkempt beard.

"Who are you looking for?"

Seeing the two people in front of him, Wang Feng actually felt ecstatic.

It seems that he is going to escape? !

Because no matter whether these two people came to find him or his daughter Wang Xiaochen, today's song practice has come to an end.

"Oh, we are here to see Teacher Wang Feng." The younger man was polite, took off his peaked cap, and then pointed to his face.

"Chen'er, don't you recognize me?"

"Ah..., Brother Zhao Muyang!"

Seeing that the visitor was Zhao Muyang, the king of drums in the northwest, Wang Xiaochen laughed out loud in surprise.

"Hehe, it's me. This is my brother Zhao Siran. The reason why we came here is because Director Sun Hao asked us to take Uncle Wang to the alley in the depths of flowers..."

"I'm going, I'm going!"

This time, Wang Feng was even happier.

Without waiting for Zhao Muyang to finish speaking, the man threw away the lyrics and music score in his hands, and then ran out of the door.

I was forced to learn songs by my own girl all day long, and now I can finally relax.

However, before Wang Feng left the alley, he saw that Shoubi Alley was filled with all kinds of strange people.

Some wear leather jackets on hot days, some wear nose rings, some wear big sunglasses to look sexy, and of course, there are also some who carry guitars behind their backs and hold fire sticks in their hands...

"Well…"

Seeing the lineup in front of him, Wang Feng, who was a soldier, wanted to hide out of instinct, but before he could act, he saw his son's friend Dou Wei.

"Uh..., Teacher Dou, what are you doing?"

"We are all here to teach you how to sing. There are 16 of us in total. Each of us will teach you for one day. I guarantee that you will be able to compete with singer Wang Feng in a duel in two weeks."

After talking to this, Dou Wei paused: "Today starts with me. The first song I want to teach you to sing is the song "In Spring" written by Sun Hao himself."

"Uh..., no!

Didn't I say I wanted to learn singing from you? "

Seeing the lineup in front of him, Wang Feng suddenly felt a little regretful. Now it seems that his biological daughter Wang Xiaochen is still cute.

Because she likes to eat, sleep, and watch family dramas, and when Wang Xiaochen does these things, she always has the opportunity to rest.

But looking at the situation in front of them, it was very obvious that these people were planning to use wheel tactics to deal with them.

"You didn't say you wanted to learn from us, but Director Sun Hao did. He said that as the head of the family, you should set an example for your children."

After talking to this point, the cool Dou Wei stopped talking and winked at the person next to him. The person stepped forward and grabbed Wang Feng's hand.

"Teacher Wang, let's go!"

…………

Looking at the back of his father Wang Feng being kidnapped by many rock singers, Wang Xiaochen suddenly felt a little unhappy.

He obviously taught his father how to sing by himself, so why did he become taught by an outsider? The person who teaches singing has become an outsider, so how can I still show off my singing skills?

No, Sun Hao will come back in a while, and I have to talk to him properly.

Just when Wang Xiaochen was secretly planning, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was a message from his good sister Liu Yifei.

[Chen, sister, am I in trouble? 】

[Sissi, tell me, how much does it cost? 〕Wang Xiaochen went back in seconds.

[It’s not about money. My mother can already give me 50,000 yuan in pocket money every month. 】

[Oh, then you are...]

[Morning, there is a young man in our country who plays the piano extremely well. It seems that every major newspaper media has touted him as a contemporary piano performing artist. 】

[Lang Lang, what’s wrong? 〕

[His father told the public that I am shamelessly pursuing his son, and the purpose is to get involved in the artistic atmosphere.

But my son doesn’t like girls in the entertainment industry at all, so I would like to give Liu Yifei a few words of advice through my journalist friends. We are descendants of the Niu Colu family and have a very noble royal bloodline. You, Liu Yifei, are not worthy of us at all. 】

[Fuck...]

After seeing clearly the text message sent by his good sister, Wang Xiaochen immediately cursed.

[Xiqian..., why didn't you tell him that you are still a descendant of Liu Bang, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty?

Wouldn’t it be that your status is more noble? ! 〕

[Yeah, yeah, I think so too. 】

[But Chen, has Teacher Sun come back from Hong Kong Island? I'd like to hear his opinion if he comes back? 】

[Not yet, there seems to be some kind of Olympic preparatory meeting at Bona Pictures Building.

However, Sissi, I advise you not to tell my brother about this, because my brother's idea is too sinister. 〕

[If my brother takes action in this matter, I can guarantee that even the bitch on the street will have to avoid the young pianist from now on. 〕

【Hahaha…】

[Morning, I’m happy. Let’s talk later. I’m about to start filming now. 】

[Okay, please be safe! 〕

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"God didn't pay anything for creation. He hoped for light, and there was light, and for wind, and there was wind. But he used Adam's rib to make Eve; but our Pangu used his own eyes as the sun. Heyue, regard the body as the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, this is a kind of devotion, this is a kind of distinction between superior and inferior..."

Sitting in the conference room of the Olympic Preparation Center, Sun Hao regretted and wanted to hit his head against the wall. He should not have come to such a symposium.

Because not only can we not absorb much nutrition, but we have also made ourselves unhappy. We asked you to make substantive suggestions, but who knew?

You fucking talked about history? !

It's just that I want to listen to history and don't have to listen to your nonsense here.

At this time, the guy who was speaking continued to say passionately: "...it is necessary to use an international language to tell the story of China's traditional sports culture, tell China's understanding of the Olympic spirit and the world's multiculturalism, and form an interaction between the main venue and the audience. We must use an internationally accepted language to explain the core concepts of the Beijing Olympic Games!”

After this guy finished speaking, a director of folk literature teaching and research stood up and spoke.

Well, he was not speaking at all, but reading a "paper". He elaborated on drum culture such as "Awesome Gongs and Drums" and "Ansai Waist Drums" from the perspectives of history, philosophy, culture, and social influence. He spoke for ten minutes. Finally, he made a request, hoping that directors Zhang Yimou and Sun Hao would fully explain our Chinese drum culture!