my beautiful apprentice

Chapter 53
Back home, Zhou Feifei was sent by Qian Jiang to draw comics. Qian Jiang turned on the computer, and Su Qian had already sent the song to his mailbox. After downloading it and listening to it again, Qian Jiang also felt a little awkward. It was different from the original work. In comparison, it seems that the accompanying instruments are slightly different. Does this affect it?
I recalled the original work and compared it with the song sung by Su Qian. Of course, the original song is still good, but well, this is probably due to preconceived reasons.After all, there are so many cover songs, they are not out of tune, and their voices are not bad, so why can't they do the original singing?

"Don't rush, I just got home." A few minutes later, Qian Jiang received a call from Su Qian.

Su Qian said very angrily: "Qian Jiang, what do you mean by you? You sold me out just to get a ride? Do you know how serious the consequences are?"

"What do you mean?" Qian Jiang was stunned by the question, and said puzzledly: "Didn't I just answer a few simple questions from the reporters, and they wrote indiscriminately?"

"Fart, you know I hate that mountain road in front of my house, right? Since I hate it so much, why do I still live there?" Su Qian asked back.

"The environment at home is good." Qian Jiang replied as a matter of course.

"Although this is also a reason, the most important thing is that the place is very hidden. No reporter knows about it. You are really good. I only bought it for more than three months, and you exposed the address to me. It's okay if you didn't intend to Oh, you actually took them home on purpose?" Su Qian was so angry that she swears.

Shit, forget about it.

"It should be nothing, right? You go to and from get off work every day, what's the situation? It's impossible for people to come here every day, and there is no news at all, right?" Qian Jiang asked embarrassingly.

"Even if the reporter doesn't come, will the fans come? Do you know how many fans I have? Everyone asks me for an autograph, and I'll die of exhaustion." Su Qian snorted.

Qian Jiang thought for a while: "Isn't it possible? For a star, I ran so far and walked such a difficult mountain road, and I don't know if you are at home. Normal people would not do this, right?"

"Don't think everyone thinks the same as you, not everyone is not interested in celebrities." Su Qian said.

"Who said that my buddy, Wang Jie, is also very interested in you. He already knows where we live, and has long said that he will come to see you. Do you think he is here?"

"Close to ink is black, stop talking nonsense, how to solve this matter?" Su Qian asked angrily.

"What else can I do? That's it. At worst, someone will come. If you are in a good mood, you can receive it. If you are not in a good mood, can I receive it in person?" Qian Jiang said helplessly.

"I still received the reception in person. If you go to the reception, I don't know who will take care of you. Forget it, let's see first. If it doesn't work, I have to move." Su Qian said helplessly.

Qian Jiang smiled: "How can it be so serious? You are too worried."

"Hehe, there are those who like it and those who don't. Do you know how many people don't like me? Can you guarantee that no one will come and smash the glass in the middle of the night?"

"Daughter-in-law, you definitely think too much, no one would be so boring." Qian Jiang comforted her.

"Okay, I won't be angry with you anymore. How is the situation with Song? Let me tell you, if you don't tell me that you are ugly, I will never finish with you today." Su Qian's anger has not subsided Woolen cloth.

Qian Jiang was helpless for a moment. Under normal circumstances, Qian Jiang would have said that he was tone-deaf or something, so he pushed the matter away, but it is obviously impossible now.

"Maybe it's a problem with the musical instruments. Some of them should be replaced with other musical instruments." Qian Jiang said.

"more specific."

"..."

"speak."

Qian Jiang suddenly became dumbfounded. He knew what the sound of the accompanying instrument was, but who knows what kind of instrument it is. Except for the obvious erhu, who else knows it so clearly, especially those who are closer He is a music idiot, how could he know about bass and guitar?

"Then you can find a car to pick me up, I'll talk about it when I get there." Qian Jiang said with a sigh.

"Okay, then you wait, I will let Yuan Yao pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Jiang clutched his forehead, what is this? The afternoon was supposed to be a leisurely time to play games, but he was dragged to work, and it was music. The man would rather be in the office Be a programmer.

After reading the news on the Internet, Qian Jiang felt bad all of a sudden. In the whole report, there was no such thing as address at all. Su Qian gave it to him for nothing, and was completely fooled by her to do it. Live.

"What about the address? Tell me the address. Didn't you say that Qian Jiang's grandson asked you to take him home? Why didn't you tell me the address?"

"Please address, I want to kill this bastard."

"Who knows the address, I'll go there in the middle of the night and smash the glass of his house."

"What kind of rotten person is this? Qianqian is not at home all day, so he can only go to restaurants? Don't even think about it, usually at home, Qianqian must cook for him every day, grandson, will you be a man? After marrying such a flowery and jade-like daughter-in-law, you actually let her suffer from oily smoke? If I were you, you might as well draw your sword and kill yourself."

"I'm going to kill him. I already have Su Qian. Why are there so many beautiful women around me? Last time a beautiful woman came out and said she was an apprentice. Why did another beautiful woman come out this time and said she was an apprentice? And still carrying her?"

"It makes me want to accept apprentices, even though I don't know anything."

"When you marry a wife, you should marry Qianqian. You can go out of the hall and into the kitchen."

"By the way, this buddy named Qian Jiang is really just an ordinary person? A programmer, and the kind who was fired?"

……

The more Qian Jiang watched, the more sweat grew on his forehead. Fortunately, those reporters did not disclose his home address. Qian Jiang should really thank them for their kindness in not killing him.

After turning off the computer, Qian Jiang made himself a cup of tea and watched TV to suppress his shock.

After about an hour, Yuan Yao arrived.

"Get in the car." Yuan Yao said bluntly.

Yes, you are the master!
As soon as he got in the car, Qian Jiang heard the sound of the camera.

"Brother, what's going on? I agreed not to take pictures." Qian Jiang saw that one of the reporters hadn't left yet.

"Sorry, I'm used to it." The reporter was quite polite.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Qian Jiang asked.

"I heard that celebrities like to get together, so I wandered around here, maybe I can meet a few." The reporter said with a smile.

"Your brain is really bad. It's noon, let alone whether people are at home, even if they are at home, it is impossible to come out and wander around. Get in the car. Your companions are gone. I will give you a ride. This place It is almost impossible for you to take a taxi," Qian Jiang said.

Yuan Yao looked at Qian Jiang in surprise, what's the situation?Is her brain flooded, or Qian Jiang's brain flooded?Let a reporter in?Although celebrities and reporters are mutually beneficial, but now there is no news that needs them, what is the meaning of asking reporters to get on the bus?In case he is clichéd and you slip up, they dare to scribble anything.

(End of this chapter)