Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

Chapter 155 155: I want to eat pig's trotters, can I?

At this moment, the Internet has been bombarded by netizens.

"The song "Painted Heart" tailor-made by the music industry Nishiliu Jiangci for "Liaozhai: Painted Skin" is simply a match made in heaven."

"Sun Fei, the leading actor in "Liao Zhai: Painted Skin", performed impressively in the movie. His acting skills are remarkable."

"I watched the movie recommended by Jiang Ci's old thief, so I also went to see it, Ma De, all the labor and capital who watched it cried."

"Hey, after all, there is a law that cannot be escaped, and that is that transvestites have different paths."

"The plot is compact, the connection is very good, and the expansion is also very good. The acting skills of the male lead, female lead, and female supporting role are all online. I will bring my girlfriend to see it tomorrow and let her cry."

"Brother upstairs, you are so brave."

"It's almost enough to cry in the cinema. When you get to the hotel, you can cry less."

"Fuck, fuck, Ciao, are you guys driving upstairs? Nima, I'm still a primary school student, don't drive too fast."

"This movie is really good, Amway, everyone, Amway, go to the cinema to watch the movie."

"The attendance rate is so high, and the filming in theaters has also increased. It seems that Wang Gongzi and Sun Fei are true love."

"Actually, if Wang Gongzi is not a standard playboy, I would like to smash the CP of Fei Fei and Wang Gongzi."

"My mother has convinced you, the sixth son who is a fan of CP, and you can get all of this."

imperial capital,

Huaqing University,

boys dormitory,

Jiang Ci stayed up all night, stood up from the computer desk, finally finished coding the novel, and then set a scheduled upload.

A large chapter of almost [-] words a day,
Several animals in the dormitory had already woken up. Jiang Ci first went into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. After coming out, he asked, "Does anyone want breakfast?"

"A basket of Xiaolongbao, a basket of steamed dumplings, and a box of yogurt." He Yong said.

"He Yong, are you a pig, eating so much?" Zhang Long sneered at He Yong, and then said, "Two big buns and a box of milk."

"I want to eat pig's trotters, can I?" Liang Hai was despised by everyone.

After Jiang Ci wrote it down, he opened the door to his dormitory and went out to do morning exercises. Before leaving, he said to the people in the dormitory, "Wait for half an hour."

Several people were silent.

Jiang Ci came to the football field and ran around the entire football field for countless laps, sweating profusely.

Then he went to the breakfast shop in the college and bought breakfast for several animals in the dormitory before returning to the dormitory.

As a result, the three pigs were still sleeping.

Jiang Ci put the breakfast on the table, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, a girl is here. A girl is here."

He Yong immediately lifted the quilt, found the pants and put them on, then looked at Jiang Ci, and asked suspiciously, "Where is the girl?"

Liang Hai raised his middle finger and said, "Only a fool like you would believe this. Let's find out in the boys' dormitory."

"Hehe, labor and management are just cooperating with Lao Jiang in acting. You are so excited, single dog." He Yong also despised Liang Haidao.

"That's enough for you two bastards. Hurry up and have a late breakfast and continue playing games." Zhang Long interrupted the argument between the two.

After Jiang Ci had breakfast here, he went into the bathroom and took a hot shower. The pores all over his body felt extremely comfortable.

After leaving the bathroom, he said to the three of them: "I didn't sleep last night, please keep your voice down later, so don't disturb me."

All three nodded resentfully, expressing their understanding.

Coming to his computer desk, Jiang Ci edited a scarf,
[The new type of song "Guanghan Palace" composed and written by myself will be launched on the Penguin Music Platform at [-]:[-] noon. 】

Jiang Ci fell down on his bed and fell asleep with his head covered. He felt that he would have to sleep until he got up in the morning to feel comfortable.

His bib fans are very sticky. Once Jiang Ci's bib was launched,
I also like to mention hot searches,
[Jiang Ci’s new song "Guanghan Palace"]

After Jiang Ci's scarf was given out,
Lin Yanyu Studio, please like and repost immediately,

Yang Mi's studio also likes and reposts,

Even many artists from Dynasty Entertainment liked it and reposted it.

Even Jiang Ting, who no one expected, actually reposted and liked it.

The song "Guanghan Palace" can be said to have become popular before it was broadcast.

The Internet exploded instantly.
"Guanghan Palace? Is it where the Chang'e fairy on the moon I thought lived?"

"Jiang Ci is rubbish. You are the only one who can write new types of songs. Bah, my Huahua is the best."

"Upstairs, get the hell out of eighteen generations of your ancestors, your family is a piece of shit, you know?"

"Hua Chenyu is nothing. He is just rubbish. He still dares to say that he is the future of the Chinese music industry. Damn, I don't even have the courage to face him."

"That's right, Hua Chenyu, what a piece of rubbish. During the live broadcast, he even said that he wanted to help Jiang Ci compose music. Damn, with his little bastard's composition skills, he is not even qualified to help Jiang Ci."

As soon as Hua Chenyu's fans became popular, they were criticized by Jiang Ci's fans.

Jiang Ting even spoke on the scarf: "I'm looking forward to Jiang Ci's new type of songs."

Jiang Ting can be regarded as Lin Yanyu's senior,
The age is only about thirty, and the maintenance is like twenty-eight years old.

She was sniped by Jiang Ci at Tianxing Entertainment back then, and she really lost her temper that time.

But, if you lose, you lose. If she wants to get back her position, she can only find it in music. She is a queen, but she doesn't have so many dark thoughts.

As soon as Jiang Cicheng lay on the bed, before he fell asleep, his cell phone rang.

Jiang Ci looked at the phone number, and immediately regained his spirits: "Hey, sister, what's the matter?"

"what are you doing?"

"Getting ready for bed,"

"there?"

"Of course it's in the dormitory. What's the matter?"

"Oh, when did you write a new song?"

"Yesterday, when I went to the Chinese Opera to pick up a high school classmate, I thought it was suitable for her to sing, so I wrote it down and let her sing it. This song is not suitable for Lin Yanyu."

"Okay, by the way, is that girl pretty?"

"That's it. Is there anything else? I'm going to bed. I wrote a novel last night. I wrote it all night."

"I'll beat you to death for being such a bastard. You actually stayed up all night writing a novel. Are you ruining your health?"

"Okay, calm down, calm down, you will get wrinkles when you are angry." Jiang Ci's words were like water splashing into a frying pan.

"You little bastard, do you dare to talk about my mother-in-law?" Jiang Qiuyue on the other end of the phone was obviously angry, her chest rising and falling violently.

"Ahem, just kidding, sister, don't be angry, but don't be angry. I'm going to bed first." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ci hung up the phone,

Shanghai stock market,

Jiang Qiuyue in Lin Yanyu's studio was so angry that she almost jumped.

"The little bastard has really grown up. How dare she say that her sister is old. Let's see if she doesn't pull his ears and ask him to beg for mercy the next time we meet." Jiang Qiuyue looked not far away, covered her mouth and stole Laughing Lin Yanyu muttered.

"Okay Sister Yueyue, don't be angry, look, I'm not angry at all, but I'm curious about the song he wrote, why can't I sing it?" Lin Yanyu said a little unconvinced.

Clenched fists and clenched gums, as if if Jiang Ci appeared in front of her, she would definitely punch him twice.

Jiang Ci's scarf has made his fans, Lin Yanyu's fans, Jiang Ting's fans, and Yang Mi's fans look forward to it. They are very familiar with Jiang Ci, a mudslide in the entertainment industry.
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(End of this chapter)