non-famous actor

"I still remember the spring many years ago

那时 的 我 还 剪去 长发
no credit card and no her

A home without 24-hour hot water”

"Dad, you sang it wrong, repeat the beginning of this song."

……

Sitting in the No. 21 courtyard of Shoubi Hutong, um, the courtyard of [Love Apartment], Wang Xiaochen, holding a wooden stick in his hand and chewing gum in his mouth, was as happy as a child.

I didn't expect that my father would have such a day, and it fell into my hands sadly. If I asked him to sing it again, he had to sing it again.

Asking my daughter to guide my father to sing, haha... the brother who came up with this idea is simply a genius!

Doesn't elder brother Sun Hao know that his father has deducted more than 2 yuan of pocket money from his lovely and beautiful daughter?

Heh heh, Dad hasn't returned it until now!
However, just when Wang Xiaochen was proud, he suddenly saw two people appearing at the gate, one with short hair and a peaked cap, and the other with long hair and a beard.

"Who are you looking for?"

Seeing these two people in front of him, Wang Feng actually felt ecstatic.

It seems that he is going to escape from birth? !

Because no matter whether these two people came to find me or my daughter Wang Xiaochen, today's song practice is over.

"Oh, we're here to find Teacher Wang Feng." The younger man was polite, took off his peaked cap, and then pointed to his own face.

"Chen'er, don't you recognize me?"

"Ah... Brother Zhao Muyang!"

Seeing that the person who came was Northwest Drum King Zhao Muyang, Wang Xiaochen laughed in surprise.

"Hey, it's me. This is my brother Zhao Weiran. The reason why we came here is because Director Sun Hao entrusted us to take Uncle Wang to Baihuashen Hutong..."

"I'm going, I'm going!"

Now, Wang Feng was even happier.

Without waiting for Zhao Muyang to finish speaking, the man directly threw away the lyrics and score in his hand, and then ran out the door in a hurry.

I was forced to learn songs for a day by my girl, and now I can finally relax.

However, before Wang Feng got out of the alley, he saw all kinds of strange people standing in Shoubi alley.

Some wear leather jackets on a hot day, some have nose rings on their noses, some wear big sunglasses, and of course, some carry a guitar behind their backs and hold a fire stick in their hands...

"Uh…"

Seeing the lineup in front of him, out of instinct, Wang Feng, who was a soldier, wanted to hide, but before he could act, he caught sight of his son's friend Dou Wei.

"Uh... Teacher Dou, who are you?"

"All of us are here to teach you how to sing. There are 16 people in total. Each of us will teach you for a day. We guarantee that you will be able to challenge the singer Wang Feng one-on-one in two weeks."

After talking here, Dou Wei paused: "Start with me today, the first song I will teach you to sing is the song "In Spring" written by Sun Hao himself."

"Uh... no!

I didn't say I want to learn singing from you? "

Seeing the lineup in front of him, Wang Feng suddenly regretted it a bit. Now it seems that his biological daughter Wang Xiaochen is still cute.

Because she likes to eat, sleep, and watch short family TV series, and when Wang Xiaochen does these nosy things, she always has a chance to rest.

But seeing the situation in front of them, it is very obvious that these people are planning to use wheel tactics to deal with themselves.

"You didn't say you wanted to learn from us, but Director Sun Hao did. He said, as the head of the family, you should set an example for your children."

After talking here, the cool Dou Wei stopped talking and winked at the person beside him, who took a step forward and grabbed Wang Feng's hand.

"Teacher Wang, let's go!"

…………

Looking at the back of his father Wang Feng being robbed by many rock singers, Wang Xiaochen suddenly became a little unhappy.

It is obvious that I taught my father to sing, why did I become an outsider?The person who taught singing has become an outsider, so how can Miss Ben show off her singing skills again?
No, Sun Hao will come back later, so I have to talk to him properly.

And just when Wang Xiaochen was thinking about it, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and he took it out to have a look, and saw that it was a message from his good sister Liu Yifei.

[Chen, sister, am I in trouble? 】

[Sissy, tell me, how much does it cost? ] Wang Xiaochen turned back in seconds.

[It's not about money, my mother can already give me 5 yuan in pocket money every month. 】

[Oh, then you are...]

[Morning, there is a young man in our country who plays the piano very well. It seems that all the major newspapers have touted him as a contemporary piano performing artist. 】

[Lang Lang, what's wrong? 〕

【His father said to the outside world that I am pursuing his son in a shameless manner, and the purpose is to imbue him with an artistic atmosphere.

But my son doesn't like girls in the entertainment industry at all, so I would like to advise Liu Yifei through my friends from the reporter. We are descendants of Niu Yulu's family and have a very noble royal blood. You, Liu Yifei, are not worthy of us at all. 】

[Fuck...]

Seeing clearly the text message sent by her good sister, Wang Xiaochen immediately uttered a foul language.

[Sissy..., why didn't you tell him that you are still a descendant of the great Han Emperor Liu Bang?

Isn't your status more noble? ! 〕

[Hmm, I thought so too. 】

[However, Chen, has Mr. Sun returned from Hong Kong Island?If I come back, I want to hear his opinion? 】

[Not yet, it seems that some Olympic preparatory meeting is being held at the Bona Film Building.

However, Cici, I advise you not to tell my brother about this, because my brother's idea is too sinister. 〕

[If my brother is involved in this matter, I can guarantee that even the bitches on the street will have to walk around that young pianist from now on. 〕

【Hahaha…】

[Chen, I'm happy, let's talk later, I'm going to be filming right now. 】

[Okay, be careful! 〕

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"God did not pay anything in Genesis. He hoped for light, and there would be light. He hoped for wind, and there would be wind, but he took Adam's rib and made Eve; but our Pangu used his eyes as the sun. Heyue regards the body as the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, this is a kind of dedication, this is a kind of distinction..."

Sitting in the conference room of the Olympic preparation center, Sun Hao regretted wanting to bang his head against the wall. He should not have come to such a forum.

Because not only can't get any nutrition, but also make yourself unhappy, we asked you to give practical suggestions, but who knows?

You fucking talk about history? !

It's just that I want to listen to history, so I don't need to listen to you beeping here.

At this time, the guy who was speaking continued to say passionately: "...to tell about traditional Chinese sports culture in international languages, tell about China's understanding of the Olympic spirit and the multiculturalism of the world, and form the main venue to interact with the audience. The core concept of the Beijing Olympic Games must be explained in the international common language!"

After this guy finished speaking, a director of folk literature teaching and research stood up to speak.

Well, he was not speaking at all, but was reading a "thesis". He elaborated on drum culture such as "Weifeng Gonggu" and "Ansai Waist Drum" from the perspectives of history, philosophy, culture, and social influence. He talked for a full 10 minutes. Finally, he made a request, hoping that directors Zhang Yimou and Sun Hao would fully explain our Chinese drum culture!