My girl group exploded

Chapter 471 Visiting the Master
"Is it really here?" Zhou Yiyang sat in the back seat of the taxi, so he had to ask Bai Yangyu, the co-pilot.

They drove around a few times and turned into a deep alley.

The four of Yue Shao had already returned to Shencheng at this time, and they didn't know what Zhou Yiyang was doing.From Guan Fei, there was no result.

Bai Yangyu looked down at his phone, and then confirmed the address with the driver. "That's right, it's here."

The taxi ended up outside an old teahouse.

Before Zhou Yiyang went in, he heard the sound of mahjong colliding inside.

There are many such teahouses in Rongcheng, and they are the best places for local residents to pass the time.

"Here is the person we are looking for?" Zhou Yiyang turned around to confirm with Bai Yangyu before going in.

"Well, it's inside." Bai Yangyu said truthfully.Although this location, no matter how you look at it, doesn't quite match the person they are looking for.

People have to wonder if there is something wrong with any link in the middle.

However, the two of them still walked into the teahouse bravely. The old man sitting on the rocking chair at the door was holding a cup of hot tea in both hands and had a small satchel around his waist.

"Drink tea?"

"Looking for someone." Zhou Yiyang handed the old man a cigarette.

"Who?"

Zhou Yiyang asked Bai Yangyu to tell him his name.

The old man seemed to have been thinking for a long time when he heard the name, and it took a while for him to remember it.

"You say her." The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "She didn't come here today."

Bai Yangyu was quite surprised to hear this: "Didn't you come?"

In the information he investigated before, it was said that this person would come to this tea shop almost every day, 360 days a year.

"Yes," the old man took a puff of cigarette, and then a satisfied expression appeared on his face. "It stands to reason that she should come every day. As for why she didn't come today, I don't know."

However, the old man told them the address of the other party: "It's just right, you can go to her house and look for it. Just to make sure that nothing happened to her. You know, people of our age are afraid of accidents. "

Bai Yangyu thanked the old man, and immediately took out the navigation.

After checking this way, I was relieved: "Fortunately, I live not far from here. If we walk over, it will take up to 10 minutes."

"Okay," Zhou Yiyang walked out of the teahouse first: "Then let's set off as soon as possible! He's right, don't let anything happen to you."

After 10 minutes, they found an old-fashioned community.There is no access control, and the security guard is also acted by an old lady who lives nearby.Such a community should have a history of 20 years.

"You actually live in this kind of community," Bai Yangyu looked at the place in surprise, showing an unbelievable expression: "It's really different from what we thought at first."

"To be honest," Zhou Yiyang raised his eyebrows: "I was surprised that you were able to find her at first. But since you're here, let's meet the real person!"

The two climbed another six flights of stairs before stopping in front of an iron gate.

"Mr. Zhou," Bai Yangyu glanced at the calm Zhou Yiyang, and gasped for breath: "You haven't walked the stairs for a long time, right?"

"You think too precious of me." Zhou Yiyang smiled: "Knock on the door!"

Not long after the knock on the door, there was the sound of people walking behind the door.You can see how soundproof the wall is.

After opening the door, a kind-looking, fat old lady poked her head out.

She had curly hair and dressed very plainly, but kept herself clean.At a glance, the first impression is still very good.

When she saw the two people at the door, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Who are you two?"

Bai Yangyu immediately handed over the business card he had prepared long ago, and then introduced himself: "My name is Bai Yangyu, just call me Xiaobai. I'm the manager of Yiyang Entertainment. This is the boss of our company."

She looked at the business card in her hand, shook her head with a wry smile: "What does your company do? Sorry, you are old and can't keep up with the times."

"Perhaps you have watched the variety show produced by our company," Zhou Yiyang said, "I made "Autumn of Music"."

There is a computer in the living room, Zhou Yiyang guesses that it should belong to the old lady.

"I know." The old lady turned sideways at this time, giving them a place to enter the door: "The teahouse I often go to always likes to play this show. The people in it sing very nicely."

"How does that compare with you?" Zhou Yiyang asked suddenly.

The gentle old lady let the two of them sit on the sofa, and then went to pour tea for them. Her legs and feet can be said to be quite healthy.

After all this was done, she answered Zhou Yiyang's question: "Singing is nothing to compare with. I think everyone's original intention is to tell stories through singing."

The old lady suddenly became serious, but Bai Yangyu, who was sitting on the sofa, felt much more normal.

They came here because they saw a post on the Internet.That post said that there is an outsider in the singing world in Rongcheng.Later, Bai Yangyu went to ask some people in the industry, but he didn't expect that they actually knew such a number one person.

It's just that after seeing the place where she lived, it was still different from Bai Yangyu's initial imagination.

"Then is teacher interested in coming to our show, singing a song, and telling your story?"

Zhou Yiyang felt that facing such an old senior, he didn't need to go around the bush at all, and just expressed his thoughts directly.

He could see the change in the other party's eyes after hearing the music.

And in this somewhat old room, there is still a piano with an incompatible temperament.

The old lady's eyes lit up, and her vivid expression made one feel a kind of pure joy.

This kind of happiness is definitely not about getting fame on the show, but having a chance to sing.

"Okay, I like to sing." The answer is so straightforward.

Bai Yangyu sat on the side in a daze, and couldn't help asking himself why he was sitting here.

He thought it would be very troublesome to deal with such a worldly expert, but he didn't expect it to be over so soon.

"I heard that you were a music teacher before?" Zhou Yiyang continued to chat with the other party.

"Yes," the old lady nodded. "After retiring, I lived a life of playing mahjong every day. After returning home, I played the piano. This kind of life is pretty good."

"You sing so well," Bai Yangyu asked his confusion all along: "Why have you never thought of becoming a professional singer?"

"I'm an old lady. I can teach children to sing. I can't be a professional singer." The old lady said modestly.

In the end, Zhou Yiyang signed the contract with the old lady, and explained the time and place of the recording, and then left.

The only regret after Bai Yangyu left was that they should have let the old lady sing a song just now.

"Forget it," Bai Yangyu shook his head: "When a singer over [-] comes on stage to perform, no matter how well she sings, it's already a great stunt."

　Stomach is not feeling well today, only one more...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)