I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 123

In the luxurious and quiet music room, Su Muyan crossed his legs and stared at the phone without blinking.

The night was getting darker, but she didn't pay attention to it. After watching it for a while, she hated it for a while, but she continued to watch it.

Ellie is so cute, but...is it true that a man's penis is so disgusting?Tut tut, that's disgusting.

I was so disgusted that Miss Ben blushed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a voice sounded, causing Su Muyan to jump up in fright, and the phone fell to the ground.

Chuhe stood at the door yawning and poured a glass of water to drink.

He got up to pee at night, and took a look at Su Muyan by the way, but Su Muyan was so quiet that he was addicted to looking at his phone.

"You scared me to death!" Su Muyan blushed, cursed angrily and quickly picked up the phone.

However, the phone was broken, the entire screen was broken, and "**" couldn't be read.

"What are you looking at? So fascinated?" Chu He scratched his butt, unable to understand Su Muyan.

"Where am I fascinated? I'm watching... Calabash baby, what do you think I'm watching? Pervert, fuck off!"

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Chuhe became more awake, and stared at Su Muyan strangely: "Be honest, or I will spank your ass."

"It's the calabash baby, forget it if you don't believe me." Su Mu left with a fume, and she was going to sleep.

It's rare for this girl to be ashamed.

Chuhe stopped teasing her and continued to sleep.He went back to Su Muyan's room to put the quilt on, while Su Muyan entered his room and hid under the quilt to take a phone call.

The shattered screen struggled to turn on the light, Su Muyan stared at the fragmented picture with wide eyes, and finally gave up unwillingly.

Forget it, isn't it just "**", it's disgusting to death, there's nothing to watch.

The next morning, around nine o'clock, Chuhe got up contentedly. He had slept enough today.

He went downstairs to make breakfast, only to see the note left by Su Muyan: "I'm going to repair my phone, and then I'm going to inspect the restaurant, you should be a salted fish!"

Chuhe was surprised, Su Muyan was so diligent?Going to repair the phone early in the morning, she would definitely sleep until the sky was dark.

Ah Zai, you have grown up, Dad is very pleased.

Chuhe smiled and made breakfast by himself.

Now the days are calm again, Chuhe lay down on the swing after breakfast, and then chatted with editor Liu Qiang.

We were still talking about the sales volume of "Poetry and the Sea I".

The first wave of 30 copies was basically sold out, and the next one will continue to flow. According to this progress, it will definitely sell a million copies within a year.

This is a huge deal, it's amazing to think about it.

Books can be sold for one month, one year, three years, or even ten years, and the follow-up income will continue to flow. Chuhe just sits and collects money every day.

And most importantly, his contract with "Science Fiction World" is not an ordinary contract, but a sharing contract.As long as "Science Fiction World" makes money, half of it will be given to him. How huge is the amount?
Chuhe's current deposit seems to have exceeded 600 million.

In the future, "Poetry and the Sea II" and "Poetry and the Sea III" will be released, how much more will it be?

Chuhe was quite happy in his heart. He didn't need to care about money anymore when he became a boy, but money is always good.

He logged on to China Literature and read "Poetry and the Sea II".

The comments are still hot, and there are many rewards.

And Shao Yaoyao posted a new comment, more than two o'clock in the morning.

"Today is the most miserable day in my life, but I feel much better after reading Chu Da's book, I love you."

This comment has thousands of replies.

"Sister Yaoyao, what's the matter? If you are unhappy, you can talk to me, I, Cheng Qiqi, only care about being unhappy."

"Who messed with my family Yaoyao! Come out and die!"

"Isn't today a comic show? Could it be because of that rumor? Everyone believes that you are innocent. By the way, can you introduce me to Bear?"

Chu He has a weird face, this classmate Yaoyao is very emotional, but if she knows that she is Chu Xiaohe, it may not be as simple as cutting Ding Ding.

Chuhe didn't look at it much, and took out the erhu.

The conch and pipa are complete, it's time for the erhu.

"System, buy level [-] erhu skills." The erhu skills have been cooled down today, so buy a level first, and then go to hug Su Muyan to reduce the cooldown time, so happy.

"The host's pleasure value is zero and cannot be purchased."

"What?" Chuhe thought he heard it wrong, and now he doesn't think about the pleasure value at all, because with one more horse, the pleasure value can be increased anytime and anywhere.

As a result, the system actually said it was zero?
"The joy value from Shao Yaoyao is -100, -100, -100. This rich woman hates the host even when she sleeps, so the joy value is deducted."

I'll go, as for being so narrow-minded?Didn't I just watch you tear off the Band-Aid?

In this way, if she doesn't think of a way to manipulate Shao Yaoyao, she may be detained for the rest of her life.

Chu He curled his lips, forget it, let's relax and enjoy the life of salted fish, anyway, I have two younger sisters.

Yangcheng, a villa in the suburbs.

The villas here are no better than those in the urban area, but the air is better. It is a sanctuary loved by the elderly.

At this time, Deng Quan, the director of Southern Satellite TV, and Cheng Na, the deputy director, arrived by car.

They came all the way to a secluded big villa, and asked the housekeeper to inform them.

In the courtyard of the villa, several old people were playing chess, and a tall palm tree spread its branches and leaves, blocking a large area of ​​sunlight.

There are several pots of brown Ganoderma lucidum potted plants and patches of crabapple flowers in the courtyard. There is also a rockery fish pond in the courtyard, where groups of goldfish swim.

Deng Quan and Cheng Na waited for a while, and were taken to the courtyard by the housekeeper.

Several old people looked over one after another, a little surprised.

"Little Deng, why are you here? Did the show encounter difficulties?" The person speaking was an old man with white beard and hair.

He is hale and hearty, with piercing tiger eyes. Although his temples are gray, he does not look old, but adds to his majesty.

This person is Jiang Jinlong, the master of southern instrumental music. His status is no less than that of Shao Minghua in the north, and he is also an old friend of Shao Minghua.

The reason why he is said to be a master of instrumental music is that he is proficient in more than a dozen kinds of musical instruments, and as long as they are played by hand, there is no one that he is not proficient in.

And he belongs to the kind of dream-chasing player-the family has a mine, if he can't play Chinese music well, he can only go home and inherit the family property.

Fortunately, he succeeded in chasing his dream, and has been playing Chinese music for decades.

"Mr. Jiang Jinlong, Mr. Fang Guangsong, Mr. Luo Fugui, Mr. Zhong Sheng..." Deng Quan greeted them one by one, showing great respect to these people.

In addition to Jiang Jinlong, there are many masters of instrumental music here, such as Fang Guangsong.

It has been several days since Fang Guangsong made a special trip from Jiangcheng to Yangcheng for the program "Under the Starry Sky of Chinese Music".

"Don't be polite, is there something wrong with the program?" Fang Guangsong asked, he was the most rigid one, with a face like someone owed him money.

"Mr. Fang Guangsong, there is no problem with the program, but the TV station wants to change the format of the program. I want to invite young instrumentalists to participate..." Deng Quan responded.

Several old people were taken aback, and frowned unconsciously.

This program was jointly promoted by them, and each company contributed a large amount of money, otherwise the TV station would not be in a loss-making business.

But now what is it that TV stations want to invite young people to participate in?Is it a show?
"We also have young people, each family has outstanding disciples, you don't want to interfere." Fang Guangsong said displeased, with the meaning of reprimand.

Cheng Na didn't dare to say anything at all. She knew these people, but every time she met, she had to be an ostrich.

Deng Quan was calm. He took out his mobile phone and said with a smile: "Don't worry, old gentlemen, I'm just offering an opinion. The reason why I offer an opinion is because of this guy, the master is among the people, why don't we give them a chance Woolen cloth?"

Deng Quan opened the pipa version of "Myth".

Fang Guangsong's eyes were very sharp, and he saw Janan all of a sudden, and couldn't help being surprised: "What happened to Janan? What did he do?"

Deng Quan didn't dare to respond, this Jianan obviously ran out secretly.

Several old people watched the video curiously.

"Mythology" sounded, first the sound of Hulusi.

The prelude in just a few seconds made the old people praise: "Not bad."

Fang Guangsong also held his breath, Jianan didn't feel ashamed of himself.

But the next moment, the pipa rang.

All the faces of the few people froze, and their indifference turned into concentration, and they all moved closer to look at their phones.

(End of this chapter)