V1.Chapter 66

Yang Zi was a young man in his mid-twenties, and when Qin Fan stared at him with a pair of pitch-black eyes, cold sweat broke out. The body stood up straight in an instant, and gave Qin Fan a military salute, "Report to the chief, I was the one who made the call. Because of the chief's situation at the time, I had to ask for help. I thought that the number 1 button was the general's number, who knew... ..."

Qin Fan was expressionless, but the more expressionless he was, the scarier he was, "What did you tell him?"

Yang Zi: "General, I'm having another headache!"

Qin Fan: "...you have done a great job this time, and I will personally teach you martial arts for three days after I go back."

Yangzi looked like the sky was falling, "Chief! I really don't need to bother you..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Qin Fan shouted.

Yangzi suddenly looked like a wilted eggplant.

Qin Fan stared at his mobile phone and lost his mind.

Originally, he didn't want the children to know about his illness. Who knows, how long did it take to be exposed? Not only was it exposed, but the child acted as if he knew about it a long time ago, as well as his effect on himself.

Qin Fan, who had calmed down at this time, remembered what happened half a month ago. He learned from Guo Chengxiong that the child was murdered and then taken away by Dou Wenqing. At that time, he only had time to call the current head of the Dou family. There was an unexpected situation, and he couldn't tolerate a little distraction. In order to complete the task earlier, and because of the inexplicable mood of going back to see the child earlier, he did not have a good rest for half a month. The highly concentrated workload made him fall into a state of madness.

This time, the state is not to the point where there is no distinction between the enemy and the friend. He clearly remembers that the task has been completed perfectly. If it were not like this, the group of people under him would not use his mobile phone to make a call at this time.

"Leave the aftermath to Zhang Chuan, go back." Qin Fan looked at the private message from Vbo half a month ago and the display of the missed call displayed on the phone, and his heart felt as if he was being scratched to see the child.

Others, of course, have no objection.

This battle was mainly due to Qin Fan taking the lead and leading the audience, but they also worked hard, especially to keep up with the highly concentrated Qin Fan, which exhausted their mental and physical strength.

"I'm going to apply for a vacation after I go back. I haven't seen my girlfriend for a long time. If someone poachs me, I'm finished!"

"Hahaha! With someone like you, it's not surprising to be poached!"

"Hey, Yangzi, don't even think about taking a vacation. Didn't you hear that the chief said he would personally reward you?"

"Ahhh! You bastards with inhumaneness!"

Qin Fan watched a group of rough guys fighting with a blank face, and the only thought that emerged from the bottom of his heart was: go back and fix them one by one.

How can there be any idea of ​​not doing it at all.

Sure enough, children are different.

Qin Fan's thoughts turned, and Emperor Gao Leng's face did not reveal his inner thoughts at all.

The reason why Sihuang hung up Qin Fan's phone here was because he felt that since the other party was sober, there was no need to continue talking. Secondly, there was a new call from the mobile phone, it was from Grandma Yu.

"Grandma." Si Huang answered the phone.

"Little Phoenix, come to the school's No. 101 recording studio, grandma is waiting for you here." Grandma Yu's cheerful voice sounded.

Just from the sound quality of the phone, Si Huang could feel her happiness, "Okay, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Sihuang said to Yuxi: "Go to Huaxing."

Feather stood up sharply.

In ten minutes, Sihuang and Yuxi arrived.

As the final exam approached, the shooting of "Red Moon" also temporarily slowed down, allowing the students of Huaxing Art School to concentrate on preparing for the exam. Today was supposed to be the holiday time for the filming crew of "Red Moon", but the arrival of Sihuang still attracted the attention of the students of Huaxing Art School. When the professor in class found that the number of students in his class was seriously reduced, he immediately thought of the reason-now there is only one person who can make Huaxing Art School students collectively absent from class.

Studio 101.

After Si Huang knocked on the door a few times, the door opened from the inside.

"Come, come." It was Grandma Yu who opened the door, and when she saw Si Huang, she held her hand excitedly, "It took half a month, but I finally didn't lose face in front of you guys, look."

She handed Si Huang the sheet music on the table.

After Si Huang politely greeted the vice principal and Mr. Tie in the recording studio, he carefully read the score given by Grandma Yu.

I was fascinated by this look, brought the rhythm and rhythm into my mind, and got familiar with the simulation bit by bit.

Five or six minutes later, Si Huang came back to his senses, seeing Grandma Yu and the others waiting for him quietly, "I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Grandma Yu knew what she wanted to say, waved her hand directly, and said with a smile, "How do you feel? Do you feel anything?"

"Very good, really." Si Huang raised his head, and when he said this, his eyes were bright and serious.

Both Tie Lao and the vice-principal smiled.

Of course they are full of confidence in the work they have made together, but Sihuang's attitude still won their favor.

"Let me just say, even if you have retired for a few years, you are still young." Grandma Yu smiled and asked Si Huang: "But this song is not easy, does Xiao Fenghuang think there is any problem?"

Si Huang smiled, "Whether there is a problem or not, it's up to grandma and you to decide."

Grandma Yu pointed to the inside of the recording studio, "Let's try singing a cappella. Speaking of caring people, there are really two in Huaxing Arts School.

In the green park of Huaxing Art School, Jiang Yajing sat on a bench, as if she hadn't recovered yet.

Standing beside her was Zhou Jian, "He really dares to say that he is an international superstar, but he is just a somewhat vain idol."

Jiang Yajing regained her senses after hearing the words, and murmured softly, "I think he can do it." After speaking, her expression was a little lonely.

She thought she was brave enough, but after hearing Sihuang's singing and words, she realized that her courage was not enough, at least she didn't dare to say that she would become an international superstar. Obviously her inner thoughts are the same as Si Huang's. She longs to be loved by more fans and to be remembered by more people. For this, she can go forward bravely, but she dare not speak out.

"Yajing, what's wrong with you recently, always standing by Sihuang's side?" Zhou Jian said dissatisfied.

Jiang Yajing raised her head and looked directly at his dissatisfied eyes, "Because I don't think he's wrong, but Brother Zhou, you keep saying bad things about Si Huang. Talking bad things about people behind their backs is the most disrespectful behavior."

Zhou Jian froze. He didn't expect Jiang Yajing to say something like this, "You...you were also deceived by Sihuang! I told you to be careful with him!" He was still trying to distort Jiang Yajing's thoughts.

Jiang Yajing shook her head, "Brother Zhou, I think Si Huang is a gentle person, if you don't take the initiative to provoke him, so Brother Zhou don't bother Si Huang anymore, okay?"

Zhou Jian didn't speak, on the surface he seemed to disapprove of Jiang Yajing, but he was already shaken in his heart: If you don't provoke him now, won't he be able to deal with himself? What's more, the president is clearly not optimistic about this eldest son!

His cell phone has already recorded, and he planned to spread Si Huang's words, but under Jiang Yajing's watchful eyes, he didn't move.

In the garage of Huaxing Art School, Zhuang Jin leaned against the body of the white car and threw the exhausted cigarette butts into the trash can not far away.

He took a deep breath and took out his phone from his pants pocket.

In the studio.

Si Huang received a text message reminder.

Seeing that Grandma Yu and the others were chatting happily, she took out her phone to look at it.

(Information) Zhuang Jin: I'm at Huaxing Art School.

Most young people will be shocked when they see the content of this message.

Si Huang's reaction was mediocre, and she even guessed Zhuang Jin's next move.

Sure enough, there was no need for her reply, and the next message came again: The singing is very nice, but it's a pity that you are inconvenient today, so I can't have a good chat with you.

Si Huang still didn't reply to the text message, and her thoughts turned: Maybe Zhuang Jin has already pretended to be affectionate and thinks that I am nervous and entangled?

The other party didn't seem to mind her non-reply behavior, and the third text message followed.

(Information) Zhuang Jin: There will be a concert tomorrow at 8:00 pm. I have a ticket. How about going to see it together?

Si Huang replied with one word: Good.

After the message was successfully sent, she put the phone back in her pocket.

After more than half a month of shelving, you thought you were hanging me, but you didn't know that I was hanging you too, but you still couldn't help it.

The first person to notice the smile on the corner of Sihuang's mouth was Yuene, his heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "What happened?"

His voice caught the attention of Grandma Yu and the others, and they all looked at Sihuang, curious to see the smile on her face.

Si Huang satisfied their curiosity, "The thing I've always wanted has been delivered to my door."

Zhang Nianmeng: "What is it?"

"The clothes ordered for Ah Miao." Si Huang replied naturally.

[What a meow, I told you it's called Liushun! Everything comes first, first come first, Your Majesty has no problem raising it, but it must be after me, five treasures and six smooth, how smooth! 】Five Treasures anger brush presence.

Si Huang calmly comforted: "You can call it that."

The five treasures immediately became balanced: [I knew that your Majesty's favorite is me~ Meh! 】

Si Huang smiled lightly.

Zhang Nianmeng also knew about Ah Miao Liushun, the black cat who accompanied her in "Red Moon".

This cat was specially selected by Xu Wanjun at the pet shop. After performing a play with Sihuang, and after a cute show, Sihuang took it home and raised it.

Anyway, in the micro-movie "Red Moon", the appearance rate of the black cat is quite high. It is still used to trigger the plot in the third episode, and it also plays a role in the subsequent episodes. It can be said that it is a line that leads the plot.

After all, according to the personalities of the two protagonists in "Red Moon", they are not the masters who will cause trouble and run around. The black cat seems unimportant but plays a key role. It not only highlights Yue's hidden gentleness, but also can be cute and attractive pink.

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The day passed.

City H ushered in the first snow in winter. This snow started to fall in the early morning, and by early morning, there was already a thin layer on the ground.

The residents of City H are no strangers to the snowy scene. Walking on the streets that are not crowded in the early morning, a warm and gorgeous piano music suddenly sounds.

People instinctively looked up at the source of the sound, and saw that the advertisement on the super large screen of a building suddenly changed. The slides suddenly appeared, and a series of figures, even though each one wore different clothes, people could still recognize them as the same person at a glance.

This figure alone attracted countless people to stop and stand under the huge screen, looking up.

The slideshow stopped, and the first person to appear was a tall man in a black and white suit. He walked up to the rose-blossoming stage, sat in front of the elegant piano, and lightly touched the black and white keys with his ten fingers.

His posture is elegant, his side face is perfect, and the smile at the corner of his mouth makes the hearts of young girls keep beating.

His fingers moved, like an elf dancing briskly in the forest of black and white. It turned out that the piano music that first attracted people's hearts came from him.

"What is this? Could it be an advertisement for a concert?" Someone in the crowd raised a question.

"Your Majesty! Even if it's just a side face, I can recognize it at a glance. Your Majesty is so handsome!" a girl screamed.

"Be quiet!" someone yelled.

The screen does not stop at the scene of playing the piano, but uses an interlude to lead people into the story in the piano music.

The most unruly youth of young people, there is a free life of crying and laughing on campus.

The girls made no secret of their love for the fiery confession, and the boys were outspoken in punching and cursing if they were not convinced. They would make trouble for no reason, and they would unite together and forget the past enmity. They will cry when they fail to do something well, and they will laugh unabashedly when they say a word to themselves about a trivial matter, a person they like, or a compliment from a respected person.

This is a feast of youth, the perfect boy is the protagonist, he has a perfect appearance and achievements, sportsmanship, charisma. However, he is not superior. He will fight with male classmates on the basketball court and be provocative; he will lie down on the sofa at home and play pranks on his little girlfriend; Flesh and blood, on the contrary, he feels that his perfection is instantly penetrated into the heart, and condenses the phantom of an ideal lover that exists in every woman's heart.

The last scene returned to the stage, he played the gorgeous piano affectionately, until the moment the piano music ended, his fingers paused, and he turned his head to face the camera.

A smiling handsome face was frozen on the super-large screen, shocking everyone's heart.

"RB, give you a different youth."

On the screen, a line of characters emerged with a gorgeous voice, and then the screen turned into a large two-dimensional picture. The picture in the picture is a two-dimensional photo of Si Huang wearing four different outfits.

From the beginning to the end, RB's deliberate advertising words did not appear in the promotional film. This sentence did not come until the end, but everyone still remembered it.

The reason they remember it is not because RB's commercials are so novel, but because Sihuang in the promotional video is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Until the end, people's hearts are still beating violently without stopping.

When Sihuang in the promotional video comes to mind, RB's promotional slogan, as well as the clothes she wears and every move will naturally come to mind.

"Hey! I want to collect it! I definitely want to collect it. Although it's just a promotional video, it feels like it's on par with a micro movie!"

"RB? Clothes of this brand are not too expensive. I'm going to buy them for the male ticket. I don't want him to be one-tenth as handsome as His Majesty. It's enough for me to think of Your Majesty!"

Girl, if your boyfriend hears what you say, are you sure he will be happy?

"I want to buy it too! Even if I don't have a male ticket, I want to buy it just for His Majesty!"

Girl, if you work so hard, are you sure you can find male tickets in the future?

"The clothes are not bad, buy them, buy them, buy them for my son! Let him learn more from Xiao Sihuang!"

Auntie, if your son knows what you think, are you sure he will be happy?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The coffee looks too lukewarm!"

Hello local tyrants, goodbye local tyrants!

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(*^__^*) Let me ask for a ticket! Recently, I suffered from insomnia again, and my mental state is not good. I feel that I can’t even sell cute QAQ. It’s better for His Majesty and the general public to sell it.