Lian Zong: I work hard but let others get ahead of me

Chapter 67 It may rain tomorrow afternoon

"Awesome, Xu Zhe'an started to show off his skills again."

"It's been a long time since I've seen Xu Zhe'an recuperate. He's so big."

"Hahahahahaha, today is really a fucking Thursday."

"I am Qin Shihuang. Anyone who pays me 50 for a meal will be rewarded in the future."

"I thought the master would shout at the top of his lungs: There's another one here!"

In a live broadcast room with six to seven million people, the barrage was overwhelming.

This time there are not only fans of Han Zhilan and Tang Shiying, but also fans of Zong Zelu. The effect of performing in front of so many people is definitely overwhelming.

Many people were intrigued by Xu Zhe'an's little story, and they also found it quite interesting.

Because this little story just corresponds to the issues that several people are thinking about now.

"Then eat Deji?" Han Zhilan tentatively looked at the other two people.

"Okay! I want crispy whole chicken."

Eating Deji is just like instant noodles. It's not really delicious, but if you don't eat it for a long time, you will miss it and get greedy easily.

After Xu Zhe'an told the story, he hid his merit and fame. He really didn't care about what he ate, as long as he had enough to eat.

The three of them started to light up the nibbles with great interest. Zong Zelu, who had been very repelled by greasy food just now, was actually the most enthusiastic one among them.

It seems that this idol has been tortured by diet management for a long time.

"Xu Zhe'an, what do you want to drink? How about Coke?" Tang Shiying saw that Xu Zhe'an was not participating, walked over, poked Xu Zhe'an with her elbow and asked.

Xu Zhe'an looked away from the phone screen and took a look.

Originally, he was going to say 'anything is fine', but when he saw four bottles of cold drinks, he frowned.

"You order three cold bottles and one warm bottle. Didn't Zhilan have a cold? It's not suitable to drink cold drinks."

"Oh yes."

Tang Shiying nodded and replaced one of the bottles with a warm one. While changing, she muttered: "You are quite attentive."

Xu Zhe'an knocked Tang Shiying's little head lightly and said: "Thankfully, you are still your best friend Han Zhilan, I have forgotten this."

"Damn it, knock me again, is my head a wooden fish?"

"Hey, this is a good metaphor. If you knock it in the future, your merit will be +1."

At this time, Han Zhilan was chatting with Zong Zelu.

Although it seemed that these two people did not join Xu Zhe'an's area, in fact, Han Zhilan had already heard what he said just now.

Therefore, Han Zhilan, who had been chatting with Zong Zelu, couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth a little.

There were even more words to respond to Zong Zelu.

Zong Zelu was pleasantly surprised when he saw that Han Zhilan seemed to be amused by him.

I seem.
I can chat with girls now.

She was so amused by me!
Zong Zelu, your life has taken another big step forward.

Come on!

At this ordinary noon, everyone laughed happily for different reasons.

"Hiccup~~"

The four people, who had eaten and drank enough, sat in the courtyard of the villa, lazily enjoying the aftertaste of the meal.

"Sometimes I really want to be Sister Shu Mei's daughter, so that all her property will be mine." Tang Shiying said comfortably, sitting on a deck chair in the courtyard.

The courtyard of the villa is very large, probably because Shu Mei doesn't live there for a long time and has very few things, making it look very empty.

There is an awning, or awning, placed on top, which is fully automatic and can even be adjusted to be transparent or opaque.

The sophistication of this villa makes people wonder if playing music is really so profitable?
Even with Tang Shiying's family background, it is actually very difficult to buy such a villa in such an area.

Four people and four deck chairs lay motionless in the courtyard.

A messed up life is so comfortable~
"Tell me, should we talk about music?"

The environment here was so good that Han Zhilan felt a little sleepy, but she still couldn't help but say.

We can’t show off, we have to talk about music!
"Look, he's in a hurry."

Xu Zhe'an was wearing sunglasses and said in a leisurely manner: "No need to rush, we only have the whole afternoon, take your time."

"Just stay as you are, don't be in a hurry, I was so tired yesterday, take a good rest today." Tang Shiying also said at the side.

Suddenly, everyone felt a little strange why Zong Zelu, the most dedicated person, didn't speak.

The three people stood up and took a look. Zong Zelu covered his face with a notebook and purred softly.

Good guy, the most dedicated person has become the most fishy person.

When the three of them saw that Brother Jingye was also messing up, they relaxed and continued to enjoy the leisurely afternoon.

Guo Fan's eyes in the background were solemn and surprised.

The popularity of the live broadcast room has not dropped!

Not only did it not fall, it even reached the terrifying nine million!
This is what the barrage looks like at the moment.

"I'm done. I'm actually enjoying watching these four doing nothing."

"Am I hungry? I can see everything."

"I'm so envious of this leisurely life. It looks so comfortable."

"That is to say, this is the life we ​​long for, with freedom of wealth, a leisurely life, chatting and bickering. They are also musicians and play the things they love."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, today is Thursday, and I am still working hard, why!"

In fact, the live broadcast effect was surprisingly good.

Sometimes what attracts everyone is not necessarily the effect of the program, nor does it necessarily have to be the music or love interaction.

The script of catching a horse sometimes doesn't work.

Sometimes this kind of simplicity and purity makes everyone like it very much.

Now the leisurely and peaceful life of the four of them is exactly what everyone yearns for.

Since everyone likes to watch it, its popularity still cannot drop.

Many people may be working, with the live broadcast on their mobile phones, enjoying the blessings of 996, while watching the four people in the live broadcast room leisurely, imagining that the person in it is themselves, in order to get some comfort.

What is most deep in people's hearts and what everyone needs most is actually the best.

Xu Zhe'an was lying on the recliner, seemingly not thinking about anything, but actually he was thinking about something.

He was increasingly having trouble thinking about the song he was going to write for Tang Shiying tomorrow.

At first, he had a song in his head that he thought would be great.

But after one night's sleep, the memories from another world began to cause trouble in his mind.

and then found
There are so many damn good songs.

Can't pick it, can't pick it at all.

There are too many sad love songs suitable for Tang Shiying.

To say it sounds good, they all sound very good. Xu Zhe'an wanted to choose this one for a while, and then wanted to choose that one for a while.

Originally I was only interested in the sweetheart leader, but suddenly I discovered that there are also popular leader, cute leader, and electric eye leader.
In the end, after much selection, Xu Zhe'an only settled on four songs.

He took out a small book from his pocket and looked at the last four tentative songs on it:
"The Great Sleep"

"Love Rain"

"fable"

"rewind"

These four songs are songs belonging to the four leaders in another world, and they are also the last songs Xu Zhe'an placed in the temporary area.

The quality is very high and they all sound good, so Xu Zhean actually only has one standard.

--Suitable.

It must be suitable for Tang Shiying, and preferably it must also be suitable for the environment and so on.

Just like the previous song "Summer Wind", "Mountain Wind" was decided directly by Xu Zhe'an.

But this time, Xu Zhe'an really didn't think well.

He didn't even think about where to perform

At this moment, the weather assistant on Xu Zhe'an's phone suddenly popped up a notification of tomorrow's weather forecast.

Xu Zhe'an was stunned when he saw the words on the notice.

There are a lot of words, but it can be summed up in eight words:
[It may rain tomorrow afternoon. 】

Xu Zhe'an looked at the screen and smiled slightly.

Well, no need to hesitate.

The right environment has arrived.

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