Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 99 Let's Pay Him a New Year's Eve
He has almost no friends in the company, but he has a good relationship with Zhao Yawen. Sometimes he calls and chats, and Zhao Yawen will not refuse.

Perhaps, she is also lonely at school?
"Hello, Tang Guang, what's the matter?" Zhao Yawen's soft voice came from the phone.

"It's something." Tang Guang told the other party about his regret and anxiety.

Zhao Yawen listened quietly, and after the other party finished speaking, she still said in her soft voice: "If you ask Mr. Yu to help you write songs, it's still too late, the album hasn't come out yet, and he hasn't left Yan yet. Beijing."

"But he's gone."

"He just left Jinye, but he didn't leave the music scene. Look at how well written the song "Story of Time" is!"

"But I also heard that many people asked him to write songs, but he refused."

"Yes. But what if you don't try some things? Maybe it will happen. Isn't that what I sang "Bai Suzhen under Qingcheng Mountain"?" Zhao Yawen's voice was still soft.

Yes
Tang Guang admired Zhao Yawen's point, his skin was too thin.

Or, just try it?

"Yawen, why don't you come too? Let's treat Teacher Yu to dinner together. This way the success rate is higher. I'll pay for it." Tang Guang suddenly thought of a way.

This?
On the other side of the phone, Zhao Yawen became embarrassed.

"Yawen, help me, you know this album is very important to me." Tang Guang begged on the phone.

"Okay, but I don't have time these two days. The final exam is very busy. I have to wait for the weekend, and don't let people eat directly. Isn't it Chinese New Year? Let's go directly to his house to give him New Year's greetings! Anyway, sooner or later It's better to go early!"

This is a good way!

It's still a girl with a good brain.

"Then we'll set it on Friday, and call him to see if he's there before we go." Tang Guang said hastily.

"Stupid you, if Mr. Yu knew you were going to give him New Year's greetings, would he let you come?!" Zhao Yawen said angrily on the phone, "We should go directly to his house without saying hello!"

"But what if he's not at home?"

"Wait. He will go home at night." On the phone, Zhao Yawen's voice was flat.

"Okay then, listen to you!" Tang Guang made up his mind.

During this time, Yu Dongqing stayed at home almost every day except picking up her daughter in the afternoon.

It's cold and windy outside, but warm at home.

It’s just that Liu Yimin and the others went to Fumanlou on Chaoyangmenwai Avenue to eat mutton hot pot once. As for WeChat and phone calls to write songs, they all declined.

Song writing is not a big deal. After writing a song, you have to sign a contract, talk about copyright, revenue sharing, etc. It’s too troublesome. Let’s enjoy this happy time first and wait until after the Chinese New Year.

During this period of time, I had to pick up my daughter, so I ate dinner at the old man’s house, and then helped my daughter with homework for a while, and then drove back to Hujialou after eight o’clock.

It was the same today, it was cold and windy outside, it was almost nine o'clock when Yu Dongqing drove back to Hujia Building from Houhaiyanzi Hutong, parked the car in the underground garage and took the elevator upstairs, and got out of the elevator on his own floor, and found two men standing at the door One woman and two young people, there are still a lot of gifts beside the corridor.

Maybe it was too cold, the two kept paced in the corridor, the girl turned blue from the cold, it turned out to be Tang Guang and Zhao Yawen who hadn't seen for a long time.

"Teacher Yu, Tang Guang and I wish you a happy new year!" Zhao Yawen saw Yu Dongqing with a sweet smile on her face.

Ah.
"Thank you, it's so cold, come in, come in." Yu Dongqing hurriedly greeted.

The two entered the room with gifts, changed into slippers, and sat on the sofa in the living room stiffly.

Yu Dongqing poured you a cup of steaming hot tea for each of them, and then sat on the sofa opposite and said, "Why do you come out in such a cold day? Just make a phone call."

"How can I do that? You have helped me and Tang Guang so much, we have wanted to visit you for a long time." Zhao Yawen said.

"Yeah, Yawen hurried over from school after class in the afternoon." Tang Guang added hastily.

afternoon?

"Isn't it that you have been here for a long time? Have you eaten yet?" Yu Dongqing asked with concern.

Tang Guang was an honest boy. Hearing Yu Dongqing's question, he said truthfully: "We came over at six o'clock. I ate something, but Yawen came directly from school and didn't eat yet."

six o'clock?Waiting outside the door for nearly three hours?

Haven't eaten yet?
Yu Dongqing was surprised to hear that.

"Ms. Yu, I'm not hungry, I'm losing weight." Zhao Yawen quickly added, and gave Tang Guang a look.

Why are you so honest?

"It's okay not to eat. I didn't prepare anything at home alone. How about it, I invite you to eat mutton hot pot. Donglaishun's tastes good, and it's not far from here."

"No, no." Zhao Yawen and Tang Guang hurriedly waved their hands.

"You two are giving me New Year's greetings, how can I make you hungry? Let's go." Yu Dongqing stood up after finishing speaking.

The two young men looked at each other and stood up.

Perhaps, eating and chatting is more atmospheric?
Donglaishun is an old shop with a history of more than [-] years, and hot pot is Donglaishun's main delicacy.The mutton is cooked immediately, and it will not age after a long time. With delicious seasoning, it tastes fresh and refreshing, but not greasy. Yu Dongqing likes the taste of this restaurant very much.

Donglaishun Hot Pot Hujialou Store is on the second floor of Good World Plaza, not far from where Yu Dongqing lives. The three of them simply walked over. When they arrived at the hotpot restaurant, they saw that it was steaming inside. Although it was already past nine o'clock, there were still many people. .

Finding a private room, the three of them sat down and ordered hot pot and vegetables.

"Yawen, Tang Guang, what would you like to drink?" Yu Dongqing asked.

"Teacher, I only drink plain water now." Zhao Yawen hurriedly took out a cute cartoon thermos from her bag and said.

"What about you?" Yu Dongqing asked Tang Guang again.

"I don't dare to drink liquor, I can only drink some beer."

"Okay, just drink beer."

The three of them sat down and waited for the dishes to be served. The steaming hot pot seemed to whet the appetite.

But Yu Dongqing had already eaten, mainly to invite the two young people to eat.

"You're welcome, eat more, Yawen. In fact, you are not fat, and you are too thin to look good." Yu Dongqing smiled, and took a piece of mutton for Zhao Yawen with her serving chopsticks.

"Thank you."

Of course, Yu Dongqing will not forget to add food to Tang Guang.

Tang Guang eats a lot, so he is not polite, and he does not forget to pour beer for Yu Dongqing graciously while eating.

However, he was overwhelmed with alcohol, and soon his face turned red.

Yu Dongqing's demeanor remained unchanged, he asked Zhao Yawen concerned: "Yawen, how are you doing at school?"

"It's okay, but sometimes the teacher's lectures are very profound and demanding. Sometimes I can't understand, because my foundation is too weak."

Speaking of the latter, Zhao Yawen was a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand." Yu Dongqing comforted: "You will not be a professional opera singer in the future. As long as you can master the singing method of the opera - this is very important, and there are some basic movements of Hua Dan Qingyi on stage. It’s to prepare for the MV shooting in the future.”

"Yeah, I think so too, so my focus is to master the singing skills of Danjiao - the teacher said that I am not bad at this aspect." Zhao Yawen was a little arrogant.

Yu Dongqing nodded.

A very smart girl.

"Teacher, I have a question that I've always wanted to ask you."

"Go ahead."

　Thanks to book friend Qiuzhi Shenguang for the reward, book friend 16081800264255, Piccolo Pastoral, book friend 20220329054908183, Jia Fu, Changan Beiwang, book friend 202211142344708, Mumu Sanshou 1, squatting on the grave to drink Erliang, Er Erer, liaojon, stepping on the water without constant, the poor can only read books, Zilin's monthly pass

　　
　
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