After another storm of wind, Fang Jin and Zhang Xu covered their stomachs with satisfaction, and raised their heads and became stunned.

Jin Jian took out his wallet with a painful look on his face and handed it to the boss a few tickets.

The boss was overjoyed and thought that he would not have to set up a stall for two days. He said thank you and reached out to grab the votes in Jin Jian's hand.

Jin Jian suddenly exerted his strength!

The boss looked up in shock!

Then, the two began a tug of war.

Bored Fang Jin and Zhang Xu were betting leisurely on the side, who could win?

The boss gritted his teeth and his face flushed: "Customer, it would be impolite if you do this!"

Even Zhang Xu couldn't stand it and advised him: "Lao Jin, be open-minded, let him go with these external things."

Where did you get the face of him say this?

Jin Jian blackened his face and let go of his hand.

The boss held the money and disappeared, as if he was afraid that someone would steal his money.

Jin Jian sighed, turned around and asked Zhang Xu: "By the way, why are you here? Also, you just said that you scolded Kang Lieguang, what's going on?"

So Zhang Xu told Jin Jian about the song recording and the drinking too much.

Jin Jian felt it was nonsense after hearing it. He looked at Fang Jin and Zhang Xu, who were empty-handed, and asked the soul: "So, where are the songs you recorded now?"

Fang Jin looked at Zhang Xu: "Yes, Lao Zhang, where are the songs we recorded?"

Zhang Xu: “…”

Oh no, I was drunk at the time and didn't need to backup...

Zhang Xu lowered his head solemnly, then raised it up again and shouted loudly: "Boss! Let's have some cold skin again!"

Come on, your sister! Go and eat shit!

Jin Jian resisted the urge to beat Zhang Xu and turned to look at Fang Jin: "So, the song you recorded is still on Honghuo now, right? Then do you have any evidence to prove that this song was created by you?"

Fang Jin shook his head: "No, I sang it out as soon as I opened my mouth, not even a draft... Lao Zhang, please call me a piece of cold skin."

You two are not over yet, are you?

Also, what does it mean to sing it out with just a mouth? Isn’t this nonsense?

Jin Jian seriously stopped Zhang Xu's ordering food and said, "There is no evidence of creation, and the song is not in your hands now... Are you going to record songs or do charity? Isn't this obviously giving songs to others? Then people declare that this is Honghuo's song, what do you do?"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Xu's head and he laughed dryly: "It shouldn't be possible. Kang Lieguang is still very upright..."

Jin Jian interrupted, "Then you scolded me?"

Zhang Xu: “…”

Fang Jin was a little anxious: "Damn what should I do?"

Jin Jian covered his forehead speechlessly: "Don't ask me, I've been fired by Honghuo. I'm still an unemployed vagrant now. I'm planning to join Miss Kang..."

Fang Jin and Zhang Xu looked at each other and suddenly realized: "Yes, I'll just look for Kang Jiayu!"

Zhang Xu turned his head to look at Jin Jian again: "Old Jin, you drove here, just take us over as you go."

Jin Jian spread his hands: "Come on, you can touch my pocket where is the key? I'm sold all his house!"

Fang Jin came over and said, "That's going to be sold for a lot of money, right?"

Jin Jian couldn't hold back any longer and shouted aggrievedly: "Is this his business of money? It's my brother who is in a downfall! The sacrifice I made is too great!!"

...

In the end, the three of them squeezed onto the bus.

Fang Jin and Zhang Xu surrounded him tightly with masks and sunglasses, but Jin Jian didn't bring them, but they were recognized and almost beaten again.

With the sound of songs such as "Farewell", "Chong'er Fei", and "Love You", the three of them got out of the car, walked a long way, and came to the theater of the Beautiful Voice.

Since the official program was broadcast the day after tomorrow, in order to ensure smooth progress, the crew has increased their investment in security.

At this time, an old man wearing a loose security suit stood at the entrance of the theater.

The three of them walked over and were stopped by the security guard: "What are they doing?"

Zhang Xu took off his mask and sunglasses and said, "I'm here to sing."

The security guard waved his hand and said, "Come in!"

Zhang Xu walked in.

The party entered.

Fang Jin took off his mask and sunglasses and said, "I'm here to write songs."

The security guard stretched out his hand: "Please!"

Fang Jin walked in.

It's time for Jin Jian.

Jin Jian: "I'm here to listen to music..."

The security guard shook his hand and said, "Get out!"

Jin Jian: “…”

After a long time of persuasion, he finally gave up a cigarette, and the security guard put Jin Jian in.

After entering, Jin Jian couldn't find the figure of the two people. Helplessly, he had to fumble in the theater by himself.

...

The theater is already overcrowded.

I heard that today is the first rehearsal of Beautiful Voice. Mo Xiaoyun and Chen Luojia, who are popular on the Internet, will also appear. Some people with ideas come here through various channels and plan to have a sneak peek: whether it is a volunteer worker, let friends in the crew bring in, or bribe the security guard...

Although the environment in the theater is quite depressing, when I think of my favorite idol performing on a cement platform not far from me, an indescribable excitement arises naturally.

Look! This is the stage that idols should stay! Be down-to-earth!

Since it was already afternoon and the rehearsal was coming to an end, and the show for the performance was finished, everyone reluctantly left the theater and discussed excitedly.

"Not much beep, this miracle vs. beauty, my stand is beautiful!"

"Mo Xiaoyun's singing is so good! One song farewell to the other song "Zhonger Fei" is so suitable for her to sing. These two songs are simply tailor-made for her!"

"It seems that these two songs were indeed tailored for her by Mo Xiaoyun's brother."

"When it comes to Mo Xiaoyun's brother, it seems that he created the song "Love you."

"It's a pity that I came here today and didn't see Chen Luojia and Zhang Xu performing love you. I heard that it was because Zhang Xu did something else."

"I didn't see Mo Xiaoyun's brother, either."

"You guys say, is it possible that these two people are going to have a new song?"

"It's possible!"

"Okay! Mo Xiaoyun's brother is about to release a new song! I love every song of him very much!"

"I am more interested in Zhang Xu. He seems to have not released new works for half a year. I wonder if he can make a big comeback this time."

...

Listening to people's discussion, Fang Jin and Zhang Xu, who were squatting in the corner, said nothing.

When the people walked away, the two stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Fang, you heard it all." Zhang Xu poked Fang Jin beside him: "So when are you going to write a new song for me?"

Fang Jin said without thinking, "Then you sing the old boy."

Zhang Xu's mouth was almost grinning at the corner of his ears: "Ah! Is it OK! Is it really OK!"

Fang Jin looked indifferent: "If you want to sing, let you sing."

Zhang Xu pouted and came over: "It's great! I love you, love you, love you, love you."

"Go to you!"

However, as if he had thought of something, Zhang Xu's expression froze and he silently lowered his head.

He remembered the old boy that Fang Jin sang, and the video is still stored on his mobile phone.

Zhang Xu really wanted to sing the old boy, but he didn't have the confidence to sing such a great song well, because when he thought of Fang Jin's singing, a sense of powerlessness emerged from Zhang Xu's heart.

Zhang Xu struggled a little: "Brother Fang, why not change one."

Fang Jin looked at Zhang Xu unexpectedly and said, "I can't tell that you have a virgin complex. What's wrong? I didn't sing this song cleanly once?"

What do you think of the song as, you bastard! Is this a question of not doing it cleanly?

Zhang Xu twitched: "No, I just think it's better for you to sing this song. I, I don't have the ability..."

"Okay, okay, then change one."
To be continued...