My Family’s Idol’s Vest Fell Again

The next day, Fei got up and yawned in the morning, went to the kitchen to cook some porridge and boiled eggs, but didn't want to eat too complicated. +++Mobile reading visit m.readwn.com

When you come out of the kitchen, go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face.

Then he pulled out the suitcase in the corner and began to organize his clothes.

His door was left open, and Gu Yueze saw this scene when he came out wearing a pink sweater.

"Do you have an announcement today?" Gu Yueze asked.

"After breakfast, I'm going to Xianmeng Literature Club. People from Zuijiang Literature Club have posted to Xianmeng Literature Club. Teacher Tang and they asked me to go over and have a look. It's not a secret anyway. , Shi Fei said so.

"I will go with you." Gu Yueze said.

"What are you going to do? Your level of painting is not good enough for others." Shi Fei said unceremoniously.

Gu Yueze was heartbroken, and he was called a genius since he was a child.

Struggled for a while and said, "I can play chess, I can also play the piano, and I can understand the violin."

Shi Fei pulled up the packed box, got up and asked him, "Do you understand folk music?"

Gu Yueze shook his head.

Shi Fei pushed his luggage aside and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

A dignified big president, no matter what he learns, he knows everything. People who have been jealous of people who have learned abilities from an early age will be considered useless by others.

President Gu wanted to shut himself down.

After a quick breakfast, Shi Fei carried the white (color) suitcase and was about to go out. Before leaving, he confessed to Gu Yueze: "I'm leaving first, and I told you the door code. I'll tell you, Don't mess around at home, don't see a mess when I come back. Even if you have a good face, I won't let you go."

If the room is really messed up, no matter how good it looks, he will definitely be driven away.

President Gu stood in the living room and looked at Fei carrying a suitcase when he went out. She looked like a wife who was sending her husband on a business trip, with a somewhat indifferent expression.

After waiting for Shi Fei to disappear at the door, Gu Yueze went back to the bedroom and picked up the phone to call Zhang Wu.

"Help me find a housekeeping nanny, a five-star chef, and a music teacher." Gu Yueze ordered a bunch of them in one breath: "Also, send me the documents that I have to deal with in the past two days."

Shi Fei put on a mask and drove to Xianmeng Literature Club.

Looking at the numbers that kept jumping up, Shi Fei thought that the taxi fare should be reimbursed by Teacher Tang.

Came to Xianmeng Literature Club again. After getting in the car and paying the fare, he pulled the suitcase and went in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Li Bowen who was drawing with a drawing board in the flowerpot at the door.

Still wearing a Tang suit, full of energy.

"Brother Li, drawing." Shi Fei greeted each other enthusiastically, obviously seeing Li Bowen's hand shake in shock.

The painting is probably ruined.

I saw Li Bowen gritted his teeth and looked at Shi Fei, and said, "What are you calling? You ruined all my paintings. Also, don't call me Brother Li, I'm not that familiar with you."

Shi Fei snarled, "Oh, then I'll go in first, Xiao Lizi."

Li Bowen suddenly straightened his hair, "Who do you call Xiaoli?"

It's a pity that Shi Fei didn't respond to him. He had already walked into the door of the Literature Club, and Li Bowen blushed with anger here.

The most important thing for a painter is meditation. As a result, every time he sees Fei, he is not angry and mutters: "What is this kid doing here again."

Probably it was Tang Xiangyang and the others who said hello in advance, and Shi Fei went in without any obstacles. After staying here for two days and one night, Shi Fei was still familiar with the route here.

When I pushed my suitcase in, I met many students on the road. They were very excited when they saw Fei. Some were because of his star status, and some were because of his status as a painter.

Some people in the piano school think he plays the guitar very well.

When I arrived at the painting academy, I happened to see Wang Pingyang and Tang Xiangyang playing chess.

"Old Tang, you are too dishevelled, I gave you a side, but you still failed to beat me." Wang Pingyang said with a smug expression: "Don't forget what you promised me."

"Isn't that count? It's normal for you to win me at chess. You should compare with me." Tang Xiangyang refused to admit it.

"Why are you kidding me? We have said before, I will let you take the side. Whoever wins will count." Wang Pingyang said loudly.

"It used to write your Tao before, but now it's unfair to think about it. Then I can paint half the time for you, or if you only use half of the color (color), can you beat me? In short, it is unfair. "

Seeing that the two old urchins were about to quarrel, Fei came in, pushing the suitcase, "Teacher Wang, Teacher Tang, what are you arguing?"

When the two saw him, they immediately surrounded him with excitement.

"Boy, you come to judge, this old thing doesn't count, and if I let him go, win or lose is counted. As a result, this surnamed Tang will not admit it."

"How can I deny it? Your request is inherently unfair. I want to compare paintings with you."

"It's unfair. You didn't talk about it before, and you only talk about it after the match. Are you still shameless?"

"Who is shameful, there is a way we can draw again."

Shi Fei prevented the two from fighting anymore, "Stop arguing. People at this age are like children. Let me talk about your two bets first?"

"You."

"You."

Tang Xiangyang and Wang Pingyang pointed at Shi Fei in unison.

Shi Fei looked dazed.

Tang Xiangyang said: "We are thinking, tomorrow will you let you participate in the competition on behalf of the painting academy or the chess academy?"

Wang Pingyang hurriedly said, "Of course it's my chess house. I played chess just now, and it's clear that I won."

Shi Fei: "...Well, don't you even ask me?"

Yes, no one asked him for advice at all, and the two old men quarreled again.

...

Fei stayed in Tang Xiangyang's small courtyard for dinner at noon, and Wang Pingyang stayed with him.

I don't know what kind of discussions the two had made during the time he was wandering around, and they reconciled at lunch. Guan Guan was in harmony as if the previous quarrel was an illusion.

Wang Pingyang took a chopsticks egg to Shi Fei, and said kindly, "Boy, eat more. This is an egg from a chicken raised by Teacher Tang. It's a brain supplement."

Tang Xiangyang also picked up a chopsticks of green vegetables and said: "Eat more green vegetables to supplement vitamins. I grow them organically."

Shi Fei looked at the enthusiasm of the two of them, and his heart felt a little hairy, "If you two have something to say, just say it, are you thinking about how to cheat me?"

Tang Xiangyang said, "How can you say it, we both have more than enough time for your grandfather, can you cheat you?"

Wang Pingyang echoed: "Yes, we are just thinking about tomorrow's game, how to do our best (sexual xing) to let our literature club win."

Tang Xiangyang said: "Duijiang Literature Club wants to take the opportunity to step on our Xianmeng Literature Club to take the upper position, no way."

Shi Fei had an ominous premonition, "So what?"

Wang Pingyang happily patted Shifei's shoulder and said, "So we decided that you will be yours for tomorrow's painting academy and chess academy competitions. By then, as long as you win these two, then we will surely win."

Shi Fei: "...It's not so good. Didn't it mean that he should be the trump card at the bottom of the box? It depends on the opponent's move when the time comes, and he can't let himself play again.

Why did he change from the trump card at the bottom of the box to a direct shot, and he still has to act on behalf of the two houses.

Tang Xiangyang said: "There is nothing wrong with this. Those who can do more work."

Wang Pingyang said: "I have participated in so many competitions. The Zuijiang Literature Club will be familiar with my game in advance. You are different. You have never played chess in public. They can't guess if they want to guess. Your chess path is here."

Tang Xiangyang said: "It's such a happy decision."

The two old men settled the matter with one sentence.

When Shi Fei pulled the food in the bowl, he didn't dare to say that he didn't dare to ask.

Seeing that there was no (meat rou) on the table, and seeing the game, things could not be changed. Shi Fei weakly mentioned, "Tang, do you want to (kill sha) a chicken at night? rou) helps to increase memory."

Tang Xiangyang, who was picking up eggs for Shi Fei, immediately stared angrily: "You kid, it's not enough to eat my native eggs. You want to eat my chicken? Don't think about it, no way."

Shi Fei: "..." He didn't say to eat Teacher Tang's chicken, you can buy it outside.

After dinner, Fei sat in the room with a laptop computer and played chess manually. At dinner, he thought it was another table of vegetables. Unexpectedly, there was a stewed chicken on the table, exuding a charming taste.

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In the early morning of the next day, Shi Fei got up early and ran around Xianmeng Literature Club. The air here was so good that it could not be compared in the city.

After breakfast, three buses came to pick up people from their literature club.

Shi Fei sat with Tang Xiangyang and the people in the painting academy. After getting in the car, he found that the car was fine.

I couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Ms. Tang, didn't you say that there is no money in the literature club? Why do you still rent such a good bus?"

Tang Xiangyang said slowly: "This is not the money paid by our literary agency, but the money paid there. More than that, I will rent the hotel for a while and invite relevant professional experts. Today's food and labor expenses are all paid by them. ."

Shi Fei: "They are so good?"

Tang Xiangyang said: "It was what I asked. They want to step on our Xianmeng Literature Club. They want to step on our Xianmeng Literature Club. Whatever they do without paying a price. Their literature club is rich, so we should squeeze some wool from them. "

Shi Fei: "..." Why did the words "Yu Mao" come out of Teacher Tang's mouth so naturally.

The car drove to the uniform of the zbb club. The boys looked very handsome in suits. The girls wore black (color) lace-necked shirts with a bow on them. Xia was wearing a black (color) pleated skirt. With (肉rou) (color) silk stockings and small high heels, coupled with the temperament cultivated by long-term art, they have lifted their appearance several steps.

Looking at the Xianmeng Literature Club, there has always been no dress code, as long as it doesn't go too far.

There is no uniformity (sexual xing) in each outfit. As far as the appearance of clothing is concerned, it is overwhelmed by others (sexual xing).

The people of Zuijiang Literature Club raised their chins, like a proud rooster, all in a spirited look. Standing at the forefront was a woman wearing a black (color) suit and trousers and a fine (dry gan) appearance. The name is Xue Wei.

Unlike Xianmeng Literature Club, which only has a door owner and no president, Zuijiang Literature Club has a president, and this literature club was also founded by the president, Xue Wei.

Xue Wei is only 36 years old this year. She founded the Zuijiang Literature Club ten years ago and has now developed into a well-known literature club in China. The four heads of her club are all elites, but they are willing to listen to this woman. , It can be seen that her ability is definitely not bad.

Immediately behind her are the masters of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting of Zuijiang Literature Club.

Before, Teacher Tang and they showed him the pictures of four masters. Except for the master of the piano school who was replaced by the talented pianist Sirami Herman, the other three should be Chinese talents.

As a result, Fei saw at this time that two of the four were foreigners, and one of them was still his old friend.

Carol Herman, who was defeated by Shifei at the Global Art Exhibition.

At this time, he also saw Shi Fei standing in the crowd. His eyes were shining brightly, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

He even cast a provocative look at Shi Fei.

Xue Wei stepped up to the businessman’s smile and said, “This time our two literary clubs will compare talents together. In order to increase the fun (sexual xing), I also called friends from media reporters. Your literary club will not mind. Right?"

Shi Fei saw several reporters carrying cameras next to him, taking photos on both sides in 　　.

This is the first to give me power.

Tang Xiangyang is the oldest of the four sect masters. Before he came, he said that he would temporarily speak on behalf of the Literary Society. At this time, I saw him respond with a kind smile: "No, there are many people, so it’s lively. Now I pay attention to online and offline. Let’s entertain together. This old man of mine also followed a handful of fashion closely and called two internet celebrity anchors. Then he could interact with netizens."

Shi Fei was not much surprised. This teacher Tang looked very kind with a smile. In fact, this bad old man was very bad. He had always suspected that several sect masters temporarily pushed him out of the contemporary president, because he was attracted by him.

Two girls were squeezed out from the crowd, with a selfie stick in their hands, they pointed the camera at everyone, and the live broadcast began.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what I bring you to watch today is the competition between Xianmeng Literature Club and Zuijiang Literature Club. This is a clash of Chinese and Western cultures..."

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