Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

This sentence pleases Jiang and makes Jue Beier feel comfortable.

"After all, the captain's condition is there."

Yu Nan laughed lightly on the other end of the phone, some deep-seated thoughts of pouring cold water on him, and asked Jiang: "I want to help you run it. Although this program is based on live audience voting and elimination, it doesn't matter what kind of program it is. Clearly, the final battle is commercial value.”

Commercial value, these four words are very cruel in the entertainment industry, no matter how good the acting skills and singing skills are, if there are no investors to film movies, no investors to hold concerts, if you want to hang out in this circle, you will end up in the end It's about money.

If you hang out here, you will continue to be an underground band, take the bus to go to the show, and go to a foreign tour to buy cheap air tickets, or you can only choose the hard seat of the green leather car. Being able to do these things is to have another job and barely make ends meet. in the case of.

Jiang has tasted the suffering of the world, but it does not mean that he has never seen it.

After hesitating for a long time, he agreed.

It's not the boyfriend you want to be popular, but your value.

Hanging up Yunan's phone, I saw a new message from Tang Mu.

[Get home soon. ]

Jiang had almost never had the experience of waiting for someone to return at home. There was no one waiting, and he had to wait. He thought, what should I do about this matter.

Walking around the small apartment, I finally decided to boil a pot of water.

Tang Mu said that it was really fast to get there. In 10 minutes, Jiang heard a movement at the door. He wanted to get up and go over, but finally leaned firmly on the sofa with his legs folded together.

After the sound of the door opening, there was the sound of scattered bags falling to the ground, and Tang Mu changed his shoes at the door.

"Back."

"Ah."

Jiang couldn't hold back and walked towards him.

There are many white plastic bags on the ground, which contain vegetables and meat, which are very rich.

Jiang Ben wanted to pick up the kitchen, but Tang Mu had already picked up all of them after changing his shoes.

"There seems to be no taboo?"

Jiang thought about it very seriously: "Really not."

You can eat spicy and sweet, vegetables and meat are also acceptable, the only taboo is delicious.

"It's okay for me to make something delicious."

Tang Mu said, "This is really familiar."

Jiang leaned against the shoe cabinet and smiled, "It sounds like an old chef."

The old chef Tang Mu actually didn't have time to cook a few days ago. Anyway, he got off work late, so we went out to make skewers together at night. If the first milk after work was in the mood, he would cook porridge and mix it with cucumber. This dinner would be enough.

But ginger, it's Christmas again, so I can make four dishes and one soup.

Jiang was a bit annoyed by the smell of oily smoke, and wanted to get his hands wet, so he stood at the door without a conscience.

"I received that painting, did I draw it myself?"

"Ah."

"What skills do I know?"

Jiang couldn't hold back, and walked behind Tang Mu, who was cooking something, and the smell of oily smoke was much lighter.

Tang Mu fished out the cowpeas in the pot, pushed Jiang out, and then replied: "I haven't been able to go to school normally since I was ten years old, and I feel sleepy and headache when I hear any language, but as long as it's related to study, It must be able to play well..."

What basketball, football, table tennis, musical instruments, painting and cooking, you can say you are proficient in three days, but you can also fool people.

I was very lucky. I met a grandfather who was willing to pay for support, and met a head teacher who cared about grades. His wife is a music teacher. Most of the music theory knowledge was learned for free from the head teacher.

Tang Mu said a long paragraph, Chang Jiang thought he was watching a TV series, and finally held back and asked: "Grandpa..."

"When I was 18 years old, the demolition fund for the old house was allocated, and half of it was reserved for me, and the other half was taken out to play. Answer the phone, reply to the message, and post a Weibo every few months."

The answer was exactly what Jiang thought, and it seemed to be expected.

Jiang nodded appreciatively: "It's a family entering a house."

Tang Mu is going to make the main dish next, chopping the fish head with pepper, the taste is too strong, so he pushes the ginger out of the door, and hands over his mobile phone. string of numbers.

"Oh? This is Grandpa's Weibo?" Jiang happily took the phone and began to click down.

There are already more than 100 Weibo posts, all of which are landscape pictures. Sometimes a cool old man wearing sunglasses will leave the country and locate in different cities across the country.

"That's too cool."

Ashamed to be the old man of the Tang family.

Jiang turned from near to far, and when he was happy, Tang Mu suddenly rushed out of the kitchen and took the phone away.

"Why?" Jiang looked suspiciously, "Could it be hiding something in the phone?"

"That's right." Tang Mu tapped the phone a few times, then stuffed the phone into his trouser pocket to show it.

Hey, what a shame.

"help."

The dishes are all ready, only the final presentation is left.

Cold cowpea, green pepper shredded pork, fried diced lotus root, chopped pepper fish head, the soup is the other half of the chicken stew left over from yesterday. It was not simmered in a casserole, but directly pressed in a pressure cooker, but the delicious taste is still there.Two servings of one dish, four dishes plus one soup set up a whole table, Jiang specially left a space in the middle, and put the turkey that the milk said he wanted to buy.

Tang Mu looked at the empty seat, but didn't say anything, and gave Jiang Yi a smile that he needed to savor.

It was already 10:30 at this moment. In Jiang's previous time, he should wash up and get ready to go to bed at this moment.

"Aren't you off work?"

"quick."

Tang Mu looked down at the phone. A second later, Jiang received a message saying that someone had joined the group. The group name was very simple—there were 5 people as beautiful as me.

There are four members of the Broken Ball Band and Xiaojiu's master Lin Meigui. Now there is one more member, and the group name has become 'You 6 who are as beautiful as me'.

Milk swiped the welcome emoji three times in a row, and then said that he had arrived downstairs, and we returned together.

Jiang waited with his chin propped up, very hungry, especially after the dishes were served, he was salivating wildly.I went to Aunt Lan's house for lunch, so it's natural to eat too wildly as a guest, and dinner has been delayed until now, so I'm going to be hungry.

Want to talk about something serious to divert attention?

"It seems that the first stage is to sing your own original works?"

"Well, depending on the arrangement, there is only one chance to sing the original song." After Tang Mu finished speaking, a piece of chicken rolled in chili oil was brought to Jiang's mouth.

Jiang opened his mouth and took it away, completely wanting to admit that he was greedy, with an expression of reluctance.

"Well, which song should we order?"

"A new song."

Jiang's eyes lit up, it was amazing.

"May I listen?"

Tang Mu raised her eyebrows, and replied extremely stinkingly: "Secret."

Jiang replied politely: "Just to protect my ears."

Having said that, I tried my best to give Tang Mu some suggestions that might be useful.

"First of all, we need to realize that this is a competition. Both the competition and the exam are very annoying things. What it reflects is very one-sided, but it is indeed very important. This thinking has changed."

I believe that some things must be said so bluntly, since you have decided to participate, you already understand.

"I know we like it very much and are good at it, but most people like things that are too heavy. The style is best to be popular and popular, and then we need to add some bright ideas, such as suona, drums, cello... ok It's a bit too opportunistic, and we play it as we please."

While talking, he accepted Tang Mu's feeding, and finally got a little annoyed, and then decisively gave up the suggestion.

Tang Mu didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and looked at it with an expression of wanting to smile.

"Are you worried?"

Jiang said: "I'm worried, I'm afraid we will lose and cry."

"It must be, I am most afraid of losing."

Because I have nothing at all, because I have never won, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

There is movement outside the door, and people can be regarded as arriving.

Tang Mu went to clean the bowls and chopsticks, Jiang went to open the door first, and the three people outside were all carrying something in their hands.

"Brother, Merry Christmas."

Milk said, and handed over a small gift box wrapped in pink colored paper.

"Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."

The little wine and the master in the back were also given away. Jiang held a little joy in his arms, but the joy didn't last long.

Put the gift box in Tang Mu's room, and when he left, he saw the turkey brought back by milk on the dining table—a small bag of fried chicken nuggets wrapped in a paper bag.

"Is this the so-called fried chicken?"

After washing the milk, I heard the question and said confidently: "The temperature of the fire is very high, the temperature of frying is also low, and everyone is chicken. I think it should be different."

Jiang Jue didn't learn his swearing skills well, otherwise he would be able to give a set of greetings to his ancestors right now.

In the end, Milk felt embarrassed, and smiled awkwardly: "There is no shop selling roast turkey on the way back, so just treat me like a fart."

Lin Meigui said: "If He Zi was here, he would definitely say: nonsense, my idol would fart."

Milk said: "Oh, that's right."

Jiang almost died laughing.

"So why is there no master girlfriend?"

"In order to accompany me, she had already prepaid all her holidays, asked for leave, and had to go to work."

"That's a real pity."

Jiang is really sorry, after all, he knows how to greet the eighteenth generation of one's ancestors, but his fans will.

Unfortunately not.

Once everyone is seated, the dinner really begins.

Jiang Qing was quiet for a while, and found that it was really noisy when eating with you, and eating with dozens of people was worse than opening your mouths.

Milk talks the most. As a gold medal cabinet brother, I can talk too much every day.

"Remember the millionaire brother I mentioned to you before, it was my wife's birthday that day, and I paid 100 million in the store. It was the transaction slip of the little girl in the store, which almost squeezed me out of the top sales. , wearing Xinqinger, guess what this Xinqinger looks like?"

Xiaojiu actively participated: "Can I be your daughter?"

Lin Meigui also said, "The wild model is an Internet celebrity?"

The fried chicken biting on the milk, shaking his index finger mysteriously: "That's right, he's a pure male college student, and when he swiped his card, he said, 'Dad is so nice'."