Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 17 Living the Second Life

Seeing Mai Zishan was very angry.

Zeng Kesi felt a little happier.

Who asked you to steal my spotlight?
Mai Zishan comforted himself in his heart, "Little girl, I am in college and she is still in junior high school, so don't care about her."

Yang Di scolded, "Don't speak so rudely. Mai Zishan will join us in the future and we will march towards the era. See you when you look up and don't look down."

"He's joining too?" Zeng Kesi asked back.

But her little mind reacted quickly and she didn't continue to make a fuss. After all, Yang Di would rather make herself angry than drink coffee with Mai Zishan. It was clear that she wanted to attract people.

"Listen to me, the water here is deep and you can't control it." Zeng Kesi looked sideways at Mai Zishan.

"I will pay attention, sister." Mai Zishan said this and said nothing.

Zeng Kesi put his hand in his pocket and secretly clenched it into a fist.

Uncle? Whose sister are you calling?

Yang Di made a humming sound on the side, but was glared at by Zeng Kesi, and his face turned red.

"Hurry up and go to the next location to shoot." Zeng Kesi's anger reached its highest point and he was unwilling to stay any longer.

"Mr. Mai, let's go first. I have a mission this time. I'll contact you when I'm done. You can study your songs carefully right now." Yang Di rambled for a while and prepared to leave.

Mai Zishan waved to him, and also waved to Zeng Kesi.

Zeng Kesi rolled her eyes at him and walked away quickly.

I almost thought I was walking too fast and twisted my ankle.

"Don't panic! Zeng Kesi, hold on! You will be a big star in the future! Don't make a fool of yourself because of this kind of person!" Zeng Kesi recited a spell to himself, stabilized his body, and left the cafe.

Mai Zishan sat down, drank the rest of the coffee, and took out his mobile phone to pay.

And the fitness card he had just applied for fell to the ground while he was in his pocket.

Mai Zishan picked it up and muttered: "I applied for the card impulsively. It's been almost a week and I haven't gone there once."

no! I have to lose weight! Being fat will ruin everything! Because he was fat, he would be scolded by someone like Liu Yun who thought he was fat and old, and would be scolded by Zeng Kesi.

Mai Zishan lowered his head and looked at his belly.

If he continues to indulge, I'm afraid he will really become a pot-bellied beer belly.

Moreover, singing actually tests your aerobic ability. Shortness of breath will definitely affect your singing ability.

He looked at the fitness card in his hand again.

Go there first and then talk about it!
……

Yuan Yu put on a dreadlocked wig and prepared to start recording today's video.

Yes, his dreadlocks are a wig and a personal touch.

Real dreadlocks would be troublesome to sleep on or clean, so Yuan Yu chose to wear a wig.

As soon as he set up the camera and took out a rap he had just written, his phone suddenly dinged.

I picked up my phone and saw that the soulless music businessman had posted another video.

Title: There is more to life than meets the eye.

"You are quite artistic, you are sour and sour." Yuan Yu muttered.

He set up Mai Zishan's account to pay special attention not because he became a fan, but because he wanted to blast it regularly!
As long as Maizi is good at posting videos, he will explode.

Maizi Shan must suffer and beg for mercy!

Only then will he decide to stop.

Yuan Yu opened his fan group and posted the news.

"@Everyone, it's time to explode. The soulless music businessman has released a new song. Hurry up and blast him to death!"

Hugging the banana peel speed skating champion: "Copy that! I support the big devil unconditionally."

The bald god explores and writes: "When I get off work, I'll attack him later!"

The old cow eats the husky: "Let's go now! Let's see if I don't kill him!"

Yuan Yu is very satisfied. His fans' stickiness is quite high. Even though there are some criticisms due to his inappropriate remarks last time, they are all minor issues.

His supporters are overwhelmingly strong.

"I don't believe we can't successfully blast this time!" Yuan Yu took a deep breath and put his phone back on the table. …

Caizhou Hotel.

"Honey, please give me your phone back, please." Jin Dagu, the cook in a white hat, was begging.

His wife was eating melon seeds and watching TV series.

"Go get your food. The meal will be here soon. Business has been good recently, so hurry up and prepare more ingredients." His wife didn't even raise her head.

"You asked me to listen to the song and cook, and I was very energetic, really." He took off his hat, and immediately the smell of chopped green onion and oil smoke spread.

His wife pushed him aside, looking like she hated iron.

"If I hadn't discovered it quickly last time, I would have given away your little rocket. It's a little rocket. You just gave it to someone you don't know. I found out that you are capable! It doesn't cost money for two children to study, right? Eat and drink. Lazarus doesn’t cost money, right? You’re lucky, if I hadn’t discovered it in time, you would have given it away for a thousand yuan!”

Jin Dagu was so excited that he was talking about it.

Last time he had already sent a private message to Hanabi's singer, and was about to send the little rocket out, but his wife found him and stopped him with a lion's roar technique.

"I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I was impulsive at that time. Now I am calm. Really, I am calm." Jin Dagu vowed.

His wife glanced at him and continued eating melon seeds.

"Give me your phone back, okay? I can't swipe Little Rocket anymore."

"What if I find out again?" His wife changed the subject, like a dark wind sweeping over her.

"From now on, you will be in charge of all the money in the family!" Jin Dagu gritted his teeth and swore a poisonous oath!
"Here, go and cook." His wife threw him a millet with a broken screen.

Jin Dagu felt like he had found a treasure and was about to go to the kitchen to cook when a voice sounded behind him.

"My brother is getting married soon. We always have to give him some gift money. I think three thousand yuan is quite appropriate."

"Three, three thousand?" Jin Dagu was a little stunned.

"What's wrong? Too much? That's my brother. Do you have any objections?"

Jin Dagu lowered his head and said nothing.

"Hurry up and start cooking. It'll be dinner time soon." His wife ordered while eating melon seeds.

"Got it." Jin Dagu picked up the phone, put on his chef's hat, and walked into the kitchen.

He didn't cook immediately. Now, he felt very aggrieved and his life seemed to be nothing too much.

"Oh." Jin Dagu took out a cigarette from his pocket. He didn't dare to light it with a lighter, otherwise his wife would scold him when she heard the sound of the lighter.

He turned on the stove, lit the cigarette with the fire on the stove, and turned on the range hood.

Every puff of smoke is accurately exhaled into the smoking port of the range hood.

This way, there won't be any smell of smoke, and his wife won't notice that he smokes.

Jin Dagu turned on his phone and found a small red dot on the Douyin platform.

The soulless music businessman actually released a song again.

"I'm sorry, brother, I can't give you the little rocket I promised you." Jin Dagu sighed and opened the new song sent by the music dealer.

Song title: There is more to life than meets the eye.

"This name sounds nice." Jin Dagu took a puff of cigarette and clicked on the video to play.

The sound of the range hood was so loud that he could only point the speaker of his cell phone to his ear.

A few breaths passed.

When he had listened to the entire section.

The whole person was stunned, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man's tired face and dull eyes seemed to be full of life now.

The two eyes gradually became crystal clear and a little teary.

He pointed the speaker of the mobile phone tightly at his ear and listened fascinatedly, with the expression on his face like a hungry person encountering food and water.

The body swayed unconsciously.

In the small kitchen of this roadside restaurant, 40-year-old Jin Dagu seemed to be living a second life.

(End of this chapter)