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Chapter 2082 We Just Grow Up

People say: "One family doesn't talk about two families. Come out and get together another day, and discuss specific cooperation and details together."

Lin Xuanchen: "..."

I'm talking about you furball!
Still get together?
I just want to hit you!

Lin Zhaoxia hung up the phone, and Lin Xuanchen started to chase people away: "Let's go, stinky girl, after so many years of raising her for nothing, she was finally driven away by a pig. Hurry up, hurry up, out of sight, out of mind!"

"Lue, I'm also waiting for my brother, this pig, when will there be a cabbage for you~"

Lin Xuanchen felt that he was about to explode.

This girl is mocking him for being single? ?
With a slam, the office door closed before Lin Xuanchen had a complete attack.

Lin Zhaoxia knows current affairs as a hero, and when he saw that the atmosphere was not right, he got angry and ran away.

Lin Xuanchen went berserk around the office.

Finally, he leaned back on the soft chair and laughed softly again.

"It's really grown up, I'm not as overly dependent as I was when I was a child..."

Big brother, big brother called out loudly, softly and small.

Now that they have grown up with each other, they bicker with each other.

Time went by so fast, Lin Xuanchen couldn't even remember what the younger Lin Zhaoxia and the younger Lin Xuanchen looked like in a long time.

But I know it in my heart.

Their siblings are still the same.

We are still us, we never change, we just grow up.
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The matter of the special stage was completely resolved in this way.

With Lin Xuanchen and Young Master Yang joining forces, a month is superfluous.

Three days later, Yang Moyan sent her a message.

is a drawing.

The painted version is very comprehensive.

Basically, it matches what Lin Zhaoxia thought.

The construction has not officially started yet. The main reason is to ask Lin Zhaoxia. If there are no other questions, the construction can be officially started.

Naturally, Lin Zhaoxia didn't have any problems.

She sent this blueprint to Jin Yefeng.

Jin Yefeng looked at it for a while, then replied, "Perfect enough."

Lin Zhaoxia curled her lips into a smile, thought for a while, swiped twice on the phone screen, added some other materials to the painted drawing, and then sent it back to Yang Moyan: With a slight change here, everything else is fine. .

Yang Moyan: Well, I will notify the construction.

Lin Zhaoxia: OK.

Construction started there.

After all, it was the top gathering, plus there were Lin Xuanchen and Yang Moyan, and within an hour after the construction started, Yang Moyan began to send some small objects to Lin Zhaoxia.

As the home city of City A, the stage for the performance couldn't be more crude.

Yang Moyan directly booked the huge open-air stadium.

Work started right from the stadium.

Lin Zhaoxia was not idle either.

She approached Jin Yefeng and wanted to ask him if there was any other music he could create before the concert.

Jin Yefeng now has absolute confidence in succuba.

He can sing any difficult songs, and the tunes of the songs he made are all kinds of difficult.

But I have also considered the relationship with the public. Some songs are too difficult to create, and they will be attacked inexplicably.

It may be a fan of black fans, or a passerby, or more likely a colleague.

Jin Yefeng's reply to Lin Zhaoxia was: "I can still create two songs this month."

"Two songs are enough." Lin Zhaoxia nodded.

"Star Dream" and "Garden of Thorns", Lin Zhaoxia did not hesitate to put these two songs into Yun Luoli's classics.

The classic songs are always amazing, but also because of the first show, so some meanings are even more significant.

(End of this chapter)