Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 523 Child, what are your last words

  Wen Zhongyang is a well-known composer in China. He is good at many ethnic musical instruments. Among them, he is the best at Guqin and Guzheng. He has won many international awards, and his reputation is very famous in the international music scene.

  Xie Feng has a few pounds and a few taels. Yang Qianshan knows better than anyone. He likes dancing and has a good sense of music, but he doesn't have any talent in arrangement.

   "Old man, what are you kidding me, that kid in my family can do two dances, but he doesn't know anything about arranging music."

  Wen Zhong Yang rolled his eyes at him with an expression of "You don't know anything about your grandson's talent".

   Yang Qianshan was inexplicably despised, and his heart began to shake.

  The two of them made a total of this, and they really went straight to the place where Xie Feng recorded the show.

   Just after finishing the morning training, Xie Feng, who was about to fall asleep in place, was suddenly called away by the director team.

   "Good guy, if I hadn't known he was still panting, I would have thought he had swine fever and would have been pulled out and buried alive."

   Yuan Shuai curled up in a small corner and shivered subconsciously.

  Su Ran and Ye Lingfei laughed out loud when they heard this.

   is really quite apt to describe it, like that.

  Xie Feng had no strength at all. After the training, he collapsed to the ground. When the program crew took him away, he supported him one by one.

  However, the two staff members are not as tall as him, and the whole person seems to be dragged away, and the scene is extremely tragic.

   Yang Qianshan and Wen Zhongyang were drinking tea in the lounge prepared by the program crew. When Xie Feng was dragged in, the two elderly people were taken aback.

   "Oh, this good kid came in and was killed by you?" Yang Qianshan exclaimed, and immediately stood up from the sofa.

   Staff of the program group: "…"

   Mr. Yang, you are going to scare us to death!

  We are a serious show!

   Hearing Grandpa's voice, Xie Feng struggled twice and raised his head.

  Unfortunately, the moment he raised his head, a drop of sweat fell from his forehead just into his eyes.

  The sour feeling from the sweat made him immediately close his eyes.

   "You kid, why don't you want to see me like that?" Yang Qianshan was unhappy, and he became angry after not seeing the little monkey for a few days.

   Xie Feng's throat was dry and tight, the words were stuck in his throat, and he struggled for a long time without making a sound.

  Wen Zhongyang saw him open his mouth without making a sound, and his pupils shrank: "What kind of show is this, you are feeding your children dumb medicine, believe it or not, I will sue you."

  Xie Feng: "…"

  The staff was dumbfounded: ⊙⊙

we are not.

we do not have!

  Don't talk nonsense!

   When the staff saw that they were going to call the police, everyone panicked: "Lao Wen Lao Yang, what are you talking about, how can we give drugs to the players in a serious show?"

   "That's right, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding."

  Wen Zhongyang still didn't believe it, looking at Xie Feng's face covered in sweat and looking extremely tired: "The children have been tortured like this by you, and it's called a misunderstanding. How can we be fooled when we are old?"

   A glass of clear water entered the mouth, Xie Feng was relieved.

   "Grandpa, Grandpa..."

   A few hoarse shouts, there is a sense of sight back and forth.

  Yang Qianshan was so distressed that he immediately rushed over and held his hand: "Child, what last words do you want to tell your grandfather?"

  Xie Feng: "..." I think, I still want to live well.

  The face of the staff is ashen: "…"

   is over.

   Now I have a mouth and I can't explain it clearly.

   (end of this chapter)