Huayu's body has a small broken station

Chapter 92 093 - Uncle Qian

The next morning, Tongguan yawned and watched the four of them go straight away in the car. They didn't know if they were going to work or what, but they left together anyway, even Qi Wanqing, who usually didn't go out very much, went out.

I went back to the small building and got up after two hours of sleep.

I don't know what's going on recently, Tiantian called yesterday, today Zhang Ziyi actually called in person and asked him to go out to play, this is a big deal, don't go out, sorry, go out, just finished the quarrel yesterday.

But today Zhang Ziyi is not alone, there is also the famous talker Xiao Sa, and Zhang Zhen is also there, and several people have arrived at the legendary Tianjingdihua Racecourse.

When we arrived at the racecourse, everyone chatted with Uncle Qian for a while, and introduced Tongguan and Zhang Zhen, and they got to know each other, and the four of them also started riding horses for a while.

Back at Uncle Qian's small courtyard, a few people had a table at noon. If you say that people who can drink are not bad at the Flower Planter.

Tongguan's drinking capacity is the same as that of a bottomless pit, but he has become familiar with everyone. Since everyone is a cultural person, Tongguan Guofeng's character design has given him a lot of points.

Now we started chatting, Tongguan's national style is all nonsense, but when it comes to painting, it is Tongguan's major, fortunately, I didn't show my timidity.

In the afternoon, Uncle Qian had something to leave, so a few of them left in the car together. Uncle Qian had so many disciples and grandchildren that it was shameful, so he took on a casual apprentice and took over as the driver.

Tongguan, who returned to the small building, looked puzzled. There was something wrong with him. Tiantian told him bluntly yesterday that she wanted to take part in a movie, but today Zhang Ziyi didn't say a word, but held him with her fingers and stood at the dinner table. When chatting with me, I always talk about the things in the crew.

'Be friends with me, don't you! Tongguan scratched his face, Zhang Songwen said that he was an [-]th-line actor, and Tongguan is a completely unpopular little Internet celebrity.

There are too many directors making commercials. Let’s just say that the documentary directors on Yangma’s side are amazing, and several of Yangma’s documentaries are phenomenal, comparable to the documentaries on Geographical Discovery Channel.

But are those directors popular?

As for Zhang Zhen, it was still the same. He kept saying that he would have a good meal and drink with Tongguan, but he didn't touch the ground, and the schedule was full. He left after lunch today.

'That's right, even if it's borrowing money, you don't open your mouth when you meet for the first time. 'Tongguan also understands the people in the circle, there is no right or wrong, it's just benefits.

You are useful, that is, thousands of people support you, you are useless, and it is love if you don't step on your feet.

After thinking about it, Tongguan changed his clothes and ran upstairs for a while. He was taken aback by this run, the good guy packed his luggage anyway.

I ran to the back courtyard and saw that the four of them were still there. Tongguan felt more relieved, but he knocked on the door and wanted to go in, but Aunt Zhang, the nanny, would never let them in.

She was also aggrieved to make an issue of her own work, saying that she was let in, and the boss fired her, causing Tongguan to go around the house, and they just ignored him anyway.

In order to break the ice quickly, the only way Tongguan can think of now is to quickly get a song out first. Personal matters cannot be discussed, but work must be discussed. This is the commercial song to be released in May.

After I went there, I was also creative and thoughtful, and I changed what could be changed, but the overall song remained the same. In terms of lyrics, the former Xiaopozhan was invincible.

Besides, I only changed a few places. Who made this batch of fast-shooting Internet celebrities not effective? They wrote a lot of copywriting, and even Tongguan returned it to the high school classmates. They earn pocket money.

Tongguan is familiar with copying songs. It took less than two hours. When the four of them were eating in the dining room, Tongguan finished writing and recording the lyrics.

"The commercial song has been written, so why don't you compose it, and this is work!" Tongguan shouted into the room through the window.

"The boss said that the working hours are the working hours. Now it's off-duty time. Mr. Tong, why don't you go back first. I heard that it will rain tonight." Aunt Zhang looked at Tongguan and said helplessly. In fact, she didn't know which girl this Mr. Tong was with. fall in love.

"Uh, just right, the pool in the yard hasn't been cleaned yet. I'll clean the pool. It's raining, so it's good to save water!" Tongguan happily ran back to change a pair of canvas shoes, and he didn't feel bad about throwing this thing away.

It is too slippery to wear slippers in the rain, and there is still a lot of mud under the artificial pool.

Connected to the water pipe, holding a big brush, Tongguan jumped under the pond and started working. Anyway, there is nothing to do when I go back, so let's find some work.

'It's raining, it's going to rain, buddies don't believe they don't feel bad! ' Tongguan was cleaning up the original pond in the courtyard, while chanting.

Didn't he meow that the weather forecast has rain?Tongguan has been tossing for two hours, and now I will go back to the pond and check my mobile phone. The mobile phone also said that it will rain at night.

Although there is no rain, the sweat is pouring down like rain. How troublesome it is to clean up the pond, and dredging is the most troublesome place.

At this time, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Li got a small car and asked him to shovel all the mud into the car, and then transport it to the small vegetable garden behind.

This silt is a good thing, it has natural organic soil, and there were hundreds of koi in this pond before.

Even when cleaning up the silt, you can dig a few loaches and small crabs with a shovel.

Now Tongguan looked at the four girls sitting in the living room by the floor-to-ceiling windows, go ahead, I must impress them today.

But the pool doesn't look that big, but in general it's about the size of a basketball, no, it's probably more than that.

Tongguan was working hard here, and although the four women were watching TV, they would glance at each other from time to time.

"Recently, the water volume of the hot spring has increased a bit, and it will probably return to the previous water volume in a few days!" Qiu Yun asked casually.

"Almost, geological experts said that it might be intermittent eruption, but even a small water pipe can fill up the pool in ten days and a half months." Wen Xinyu nodded and said.

"That's right, we also need to put a cover on our small pond, even if it's really out in the open." Qi Ruoyan looked at the TV and said.

"That's right. Later, I'll ask someone to divide this pond into several smaller pools. At least a high-temperature pool and a low-temperature pool should be created. By the way, I'll decorate it." Wen Xinyu suddenly thought of running into the house to find Design drawing.

She studied architectural design in Germany at university. She can't design high-rise buildings, but it's no problem to build a small pond.

The four women once again found a common topic, thinking about turning this place into a private hot spring garden.

Of course, there is also a hot spring for the small pool on the other side of the small building. As for the swimming pool, it is more convenient to pump the water later and directly change it to a hot spring pool.

Tongguan outside the house is still working hard, the silt is almost covered with the vegetable field one by one, Aunt Zhang is going to ask him to get a few carts for the small vegetable field in his yard.

Tongguan was right after thinking about it, Qi Wanqing said before that he would plant some fruits and vegetables after the spring, let alone a flower grower, in foreign countries, there would be a small vegetable plot in those villas.

It's just that the vegetable field is a large modular grid, and the flower growers are directly reclaiming the land. What kind of flower pots do you have if you have a villa.

After working so hard, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Li went to rest, but without knowing what to think, the four women set up a mahjong table in the living room facing the courtyard.

"Hey meow, if you have the ability, stick to it for ten days and half a month, hey meow, believe it or not, labor and management rushed to the entertainment industry to find a starlet!" What Tongguan hates is called gnashing of teeth.

This is obviously to monitor his work, otherwise the few people would have gone to bed long ago, and tomorrow is not the weekend, this group of people can't help but skip class, and now they are planning to skip work.

Competing, right? Tongguan still didn't believe it, and kept tossing until two o'clock in the evening. Since he got home at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, he has been shoveling mud in the pond for more than 9 hours.

His gang of people can be regarded as scattered and went to sleep.

Tongguan directly flew out the shovel in his hand, and the price of pretending to beep was too high, and there would be no pain all over his body.

Just as I was about to leave, a window on the second floor opened, "Don't trample on my lawn!"

Tongguan was dressed roughly, stood under the pool and started to wash himself with a water pipe angrily. This is cold water.

I don't say anything today, I don't feel so useless here, I go back to live in the small building, it's too fucking bullying!
Lying on the bed, Tongguan became more and more angry, and directly started deep sleep, which was not enough. After two hours of sleep, he forcibly took another light sleep.

Woke up at eight o'clock in the morning, Tongguan blinked his eyes, and then hurried to the bathroom with his shorts on his hands, meow, I had a lot of dreams in light sleep, and I vaguely remembered them all.

What kind of poetry is Tangying, Tianbing Feixue, Qinghong Yanchu, Frontier Sanbeauty, it feels like watching a video clip, don’t be too happy!
After washing his shorts, Tongguan hurriedly took a shower. After coming out again, he called the courtyard. Aunt Zhang said that none of the girls got up.

'Damn it, I can't live without you? Tongguan thought about it for a while, and planned to wait until noon. If these people still had a cold war with him, he was ready to indulge.

But after a while, Tongguan heard the noisy situation in the courtyard from the sound source, and sneaked over to see that a dozen workers were working under the pool. There were only one or two before, but this time they called a dozen workers at once. .

'What the hell is it that I'm idle and my work efficiency is slow? Tongguan was so angry that he simply became a supervisor. He was exhausted all day yesterday.

After a while, the properties in the community came over, saying that they came to ask for silt, and turned back to get it in the flower garden as fertilizer.

At noon, the workers went to eat, but the four women drove out again, ignoring him.

'Nimma! 'Tongguan directly picked up the phone angrily, isn't it just for fun, who can't do it anymore.

(End of this chapter)