Time comes early in the morning.

Several people in the villa got up and went downstairs. After breakfast, Kang Jiayu took Mo Xiaoyun to find Chen Luojia.

Fang Jin and Zhang Xu ran to the gym on the second floor to maintain a while, and they were so tired that they rested for a long time like a dead dog.

Seeing that the sun was getting bigger, the two of them left the villa and took a taxi to the door of Xie Huangbao's house.

Fang Jin stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened and the middle-aged man in black home clothes invited the two into the house with a warm face.

Xie Huangbao took the two of them through the long corridor and came to the simple living room.

Fang Jin and Zhang Xu sat on the small stool in the living room, looking at Xie Huangbao's kitchen with their eyes wide open.

I exercise too much in the morning, which makes me feel a little hungry now and want to eat his scrambled eggs...

Xie Huangbao took out his cell phone and said, "That guy Van Tren is late again. Wait a minute, I'll call to urge me."

Fang Jin waved his hand quickly: "No, no hurry, it's not too late to make an album in the afternoon."

"How many days will this be delayed? It's time to be delayed until tomorrow in the afternoon." Xie Huangbao took out his cell phone and called Vanteron.

The phone call was connected, Xie Huangbao pressed the speakerphone, and his tone was dissatisfied: "Hey, Ahrun, when will you arrive?"

Van Tren's unique accent came out from the phone: "Baoguo, I may not be able to pass until afternoon."

Xie Huangbao was puzzled: "Hmm? What's going on with you?"

Fan Tren on the other end of the phone explained: "Zhang Laosi said that he was visiting my house today, so of course I couldn't refuse... Oh, Zhang Laosi is here! I'll hang up the treasure pot first and chat in the afternoon."

The phone hung up, and looking at the phone with a black screen, Xie Huangbao looked speechless: "Okay, I have to drag it until tomorrow."

Fang Jin, who was standing beside him, was curious: "Who is Zhang Laosi?"

Xie Huangbao put away his cell phone and replied: "He is Van Tren's old man... Teacher!"

Zhang Xu took out his mobile phone and asked Baidu, adding: "Zhang Qing, the only remaining traditional music master in China, is one of the founders of the Xia Kingdom Music Association, and is committed to promoting the traditional music culture of Xia Kingdom. The classical music he discovered and composed has been included in the world's excellent literary and artistic works many times. In addition, the apprentices he taught are all top figures in different fields, and Fan Tren, the number one in China's pop music, is just one of them. It can be said that Zhang Qing is a big figure who is on par with Mr. Kang Lieguang."

Fang Jin's face suddenly realized: "Oh~ That's it!"

It's nothing to do with me.

As if he understood Fang Jin's thoughts, Xie Huangbao spoke out and said, "A Jin, I'm asking you to come today, it's actually related to Mr. Zhang."

Fang Jin was puzzled: "It has something to do with him? Isn't it here to discuss the album today? Why is it related to him again?"

Xie Huangbao said helplessly: "When this old man heard that we were working on the album, he made a request to Van Tren, asking him to integrate the factors of traditional Xia Kingdom music into this album. How do you think this is integrated? The reason why pop is popular is because of new trends and is divorced from tradition. But the old man has a very stubborn temper and insists on using this album to promote the traditional music culture of Xia Kingdom. Because of this, he called Ajin and wanted to discuss with you about this matter. We really can't afford to offend this old man."

Traditional? Popular?

Fusion...

Fang Jin listened and fell into deep thought.

Alas~ that's the national style!

Fang Jin's eyes lit up, and a fat man who loved to drink milk tea appeared in his mind.

How could he be missing from copying songs?

Hualiu is the most awesome!!

Fang Jin was instantly excited.

Arrange it! People in this world must be trapped in the charm of national style!

Fang Jin was about to speak when Xie Huangbao's cell phone ringed.

Xie Huangbao apologized and smiled and connected the phone.

Still Van Tren.

Xie Huangbao asked, "What's wrong with Ahrun?"

Van Tren's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Baoguo, has Fang Dasi arrived?"

Xie Huangbao glanced at Fang Jin and replied, "It's already here."

Then, the sound on the other end of the phone became weaker, and Vanteren seemed to be talking to the people next to him.

After a while, Van Tren's voice sounded again: "Baoguo, Zhang Laosi and I will go to your house now, you can prepare it."

Xie Huangbao was a little surprised: "Old Zhang is coming too? OK, no problem, welcome!"

After hanging up the phone, Xie Huangbao said to the party, "A Jin, Mr. Zhang should be coming for you."

Fang Jin was surprised: "Come on me? I don't even know him!"

Xie Huangbao looked at Fang Jin with great meaning and said, "A Jin, you don't seem to know your current reputation and status, right?"

Fang Jin was stunned, then smiled embarrassedly and said, "Am I awesome?"

Xie Huangbao was speechless.

Then, at Zhang Xu's suggestion, the three of them made some scrambled eggs to eat.

About half an hour later, a knock sounded outside the door.

Xie Huangbao got up and walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, Van Tren, dressed as a high school student, stood respectfully beside a thin old man with squint eyes.

Behind the two were two plainclothes bodyguards with restrained aura, and they knew it was not easy to mess with at first glance.

Xie Huangbao quickly invited: "Hello, Mr. Zhang is here, it's so bright. Please come in quickly and please come in quickly."

Zhang Qing squinted his eyes and nodded with a smile: "Come on uninvited, I'm really trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble."

With polite words, Xie Huangbao brought several people into the living room.

Fang Jin and Zhang Xu had already stood up and politely greeted the visitor: "Hello Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Qing bent his waist slightly, came to Zhang Xu, squinted his eyes and looked up and down, and said with satisfaction: "It's better to see him than to see him at first sight. I've heard that Mr. Fang is handsome and talented. Today I'm really extraordinary."

Zhang Xu: “…”

This is praising me, right? So how should I respond?

Fan Tren hurriedly walked to Zhang Qing's ear and whispered: "Lao Si, the one next to him is Fang Jin."

"Oh? Is that right?" Zhang Qing raised his hand, stretched his eyes with his fingers, looked at Fang Jin next to him, and said in surprise: "Huh? When did someone stand here?"

Fang Jin: "..."

If you have bad eyes, go to Taishang Laojun’s stove to practice.

If it really doesn't work, just hold a dog.

Zhang Qing smiled brightly and said, "Hahaha, it's just a joke."

Seeing this, the few people laughed, from family matters to music creation, and naturally talked about the peak album of rock pop two-in-one.

Speaking of albums, we have to say what Zhang Qing made to Van Tren.

Zhang Qingyu said earnestly: "I know this requirement may be unreasonable, but the promotion of traditional music is an indispensable thing! People at present can only temporarily not appreciate the elegant charm and charm of traditional music, so we need to work together to carry forward the traditional music culture of Xia Kingdom so that people can accept it, fall in love with it. Go abroad and go to the world!"

Van Tren's face was bitter and he didn't say anything.

Xie Huangbao looked to one side, thinking about how to change the topic.

Zhang Xu wanted to speak but stopped, but when he thought that he was just here to make up the numbers, he fell silent.

Not to mention Fang Jin, when there are strangers, he will not take the initiative to take the initiative to deal with him as long as no one talks to him.

Zhang Qing took all the expressions of the people in his eyes and sighed in his heart.

The current situation of traditional music is very bad. On the one hand, the original excellent traditional music works have not been recognized by the new generation, and on the other hand, there has been no good works produced in recent years, which has led to a serious gap in traditional music.

Needless to say, the necessity of cultural heritage is necessary. The country attaches great importance to this and hereby hand over the important task of promoting traditional music to Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing was anxious and tried all kinds of channels and methods, but he still couldn't change this situation.

The history and culture that has been passed down for thousands of years is shaking, and are gradually disappearing from people's vision...

Xie Huangbao suddenly stood up and broke the silence: "By the way, there are still some chickens in my refrigerator..."

Zhang Xu: "Please trouble you."

Fang Jin: "Thank you so much."

"No need." Zhang Qing waved his hand and signaled Xie Huangbao to sit down, and said without any doubt: "It's not too late to eat after saying that."

Several people frowned at the same time.

This old man, do you think this is your home?

Not eating your chicken...

Van Tren winked at the several people in secret.

Xie Huangbao didn't even look at Fan Tren, stared at Zhang Qing and said, "Mr. Zhang, what are you going to say?"
To be continued...