"How did you meet?"

"Why would he give you something?"

"Are you interested?"

"He is a diamond king. He can donate 10 million yuan. If you marry him, you will make a fortune."

After eating, Yang Shurong kept asking questions on the way back.

When she went home to change clothes, she searched for the episode of Gong Yu's Transfiguration. However, there were very few scenes of Gong Yu in it, and most of them were deleted by the program team.

Moreover, Gong Yu's facial features at that time did not grow, which was very different from now, and he was completely different.

"You are completely overthinking it!" Gong Yu walked slowly on the lively street with his guitar on his back, smiling as if recalling: "We are just ordinary friends."

"At that time, his skin was dark, his eyes were bright, full of unwillingness and strength. Now he is much softer and gentler."

"He has become more handsome, but there is a bit more unclear estrangement between our words, and we don't have many common topics."

Over the past few years, Fang Jing has been dealing with different people every day, with the same face on stage and the same face off the stage. Fang Jing has been tired from life. It is difficult to keep some true temperament when dealing with people, and it is difficult to completely let go.

It's better when I'm at home, directing Fang Hui to cook, while he squats on the sofa to catch up on anime, wearing a pair of flip-flops and a pair of flowery pants, whatever makes him comfortable.

"Gong Yu, why don't we open the guitar and see what it looks like?" Yang Shurong encouraged, looking at the black guitar bag.

"What else can a guitar be like? It's just like that!"

"Let's take a look! I won't be able to see it when you take it home. With your temper, I guess you just collect heirlooms and don't take them out."

"Who said that!" Gong Yu raised his neck and patted his chest and said proudly: "I am a member of the guitar club. I will use this guitar to shine at the freshman party next month."

"Okay, okay, can you show me before you show off? I don't want it! I just want to know what kind of guitar Fang Jing uses."

"Okay!" After some hesitation, Gong Yu agreed, found a bench, carefully opened it, and an ordinary folk guitar came into view.

It is signed by Fang Jing indelibly and written as a gift to Gong Yu.

"What! Fang Jing isn't fooling you, there's no brand, so it's just a treasure worth 180 yuan."

"How is that possible!" Gong Yu strummed the strings, picked it up and played half a song. The sound was crisp and clear, with a strong touch, "This should be custom-made."

For a musician, a musical instrument is not only a means of eating, but also a weapon. Fang Jing is not short of money, but if you have to play the guitar frequently, of course you must use a good one.

This guitar was custom-made by someone abroad and cost tens of thousands of dollars.

"Tch! I thought it was some good stuff!" Yang Shurong curled her lips and said disdainfully: "It must have been bought on the roadside temporarily, specifically to deceive little girls like you."

"How about you resell it to me? I just want to buy one recently to practice my skills. How much does it cost?"

"Not for sale!" Gong Yu narrowed his eyes into crescent moons and said with a smile: "This is a gift from others. How can it be measured by money? It is not about money."

“Even if it’s worthless, it’s still a piece of someone’s heart!”

Huh! It's not that easy to lie to me! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking.

"It's a shame that I treat you like a sister. If you don't want to sell it, don't sell it. But next time if Fang Jing gives you something, remember to give me a pass. I have no other intention. I'm just afraid that you will be fooled."

"knew!"

…

The next day, at 7pm, the singer will be there.

The order of appearance this time can be chosen except for Li Keqin, the first place winner in the previous issue, and the others will be determined by lottery.

The method is to drink up a glass of milk, and the number written on the bottom will be the number you will appear on.

Several glasses of milk were placed on the tray. Seeing that this one was at least half a catty, Fang Jing swallowed subconsciously.

"Fang Jing, let's start with you. Choose a drink!" Liang Qiaobai said with a smile, "Hurry up, don't wait too long, I have to send you to the next room."

Several glasses were full, and Fang Jing didn't refuse. He cursed in his heart and took a glass.

I don’t know who designed this session. The milk brand is the sponsor, and the guests drinking it are also advertising in disguise.

In the lounge, after Liang Qiaobai left, Fang Jing looked at Li Shawenzi and said, "I have other milk endorsements on me."

"Understood! I'm not here!"

Li Shawenzi knew what Fang Jing meant. It would be fine if the guest did not have the same type of endorsement. If there was, he could not drink it. Even if he drank, it would have to be coded, otherwise he would be in breach of contract.

Fang Jing usually brings his own water when drinking water. He doesn't easily drink the mineral water from the show. If he does, he drinks it from a tea cup.

Taking the milk from Fang Jing, Li Shawenzi opened her red lips, raised her head and took a sip.

"call!!"

After drinking more than half of it in less than ten seconds, Li Shawenzi stopped to take a breath. There was milk hanging in the corner of her mouth. She licked it into her mouth and gave Fang Jing a wink while the camera was not paying attention.

"hiss!!"

Taking a breath of cold air, Fang Jing trembled all over, crossed his legs, and steadily pressed the gun.

I sighed in my heart, I am still young, young people in their twenties are the time when they are growing up, and they cannot see these scenes.

In his previous life, he lived as an old bachelor for decades, and in this life, he spent twenty years and nearly fifty years as a bachelor, and he was still a department-level cadre. There is no one who has been reborn like this.

Who knows the feeling of taking a cold shower in the middle of the night.

"Here! Okay! We are lucky, No. 4 is in the middle." Li Shawenzi said with a smile.

"Thank you!" After coming back to his senses and looking at the numbers at the bottom of the product, Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not 100% sure of winning. Li Keqin, Deng Ziqi and others are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Being in the middle is the best, not only is there less pressure, but it is also the most enjoyable time for the audience.

At this moment, in other lounges, almost all the people drinking milk were "agents", and not many singers drank.

After sitting with his legs crossed for half an hour, his feet felt a little numb. Fang Jing went to the toilet. When he came back, he felt refreshed and found that Zhou Peng had put on makeup and was waiting for him on the sofa.

"Zhou...Sister Sa, your makeup is very beautiful today!"

"Excuse me. How can you be beautiful at your age?"

Wearing a long white dress with a trailing tail and hair ornaments curled into ethnic minority styles, Zhou Peng looks several years younger.

"Teacher Fang, the first person to appear is Teacher Li Keqin." Li Shawenzi came over as soon as she received the news.

Fang Jing: It seems that Li Keqin is very confident! Also, with such a strong supporting singer, it’s okay not to be confident.

This time Li Keqin invited the couple Lin Zixiang and Ye Qianwen to assist as singers.

Let’s not talk about Ye Qianwen, but Lin Zixian is a big boss among the big guys in the Hong Kong music scene. He was active in the 1970s and 1980s. After he retired, Tan and Zhang competed for supremacy. After Tan and Zhang retired, there were several great kings.
Chapter completed!