December 31, 221.

As the end of the year, it doesn't seem particularly unique.

A private house in a community in Kyoto.

"Uncle, are you really not going to find an aunt for me?"

Xue Ziqi picked up the "trash pile" on the sofa and threw it into the washing machine with moldy rubber rings. She didn't know whether the clothes washed out like this were clean or dirtier. It was difficult for his uncle's white shirt to be worn frequently. Could it be that he prepared many pieces exactly the same?

Luo Sheng even lacked the interest in answering this kind of cliché topic. He took out a bag of instant noodles and shook it, "Do you want it?"

Xue Ziqi waved her hand in disgust, and Gao Ma followed her and waved her left and right, "Thank you for invitation, I'll buy some casually on the way to the party scene later."

Luo Sheng shrugged slightly, took the instant noodles and threw them into the boiling pot. "Did your mother calm down? She was so relieved that you were floating outside alone."

"Well, under your leadership, what's wrong with Kyoto's social security?" Xue Ziqi smiled and put a high hat on his uncle, and said by the way, "Student Xiao Ai, play music."

"Today I watched the snow drift by in the cold night..."

He knocked the eggshell and shook his head, "It's really a matter of three words that cannot be separated from music. You said that you, a Kyoto University graduate, successfully entered the public office team, but secretly gave up your qualifications and went to sign an entertainment company. No wonder your mother got angry."

Xue Ziqi stepped on her face when she heard this, "For me, I challenged my mother in person and said that life that can be seen at a glance is meaningless. Where should young people go to Liao when they are dreaming of making their dreams?"

"How many times have I never given up my ideal in my heart in the face of cold eyes and ridicule..."

The background music continues.

"To be honest, when your grandma urged her to get married, I was the same kind of argument," Luo Sheng stirred with chopsticks. The eggs were indeed the same, and they were not formed, and they were dispersed into a pot of egg flower soup.

Xue Ziqi, "......". It is also a miracle of life that his uncle can live healthily until now.

"Forgive me for being unruly and indulging in my life, I will be afraid that I will fall one day..."

Hey? Xue Ziqi wanted to ask just now, what kind of song? I don’t seem to have heard it before.

It’s not unusual to have never heard of it. Since the popularity of online music, various songs that cannot be called songs are released every day. The key is that this song is obviously not the kind of shoddy and patched garbage.

I forgive her for not understanding Cantonese very much, but based on the melody alone, there is a constant stream of blood in her heart. It's a hell.

Luo Sheng turned off the fire without any feelings, and did not take another bowl, and walked back to the living room with the pot. "Don't you young people love to watch New Year's Eve concerts on the stations such as mango and tomato? Why do you think of going to watch CCTV evening party on site?"

"Recently," Xue Ziqi immediately added a big truth, "The main reason is that she has no money to go."

Everyone knows that celebrities make a lot of money, but not everyone in the entertainment industry can find money, so you won’t save one ten. Giving up the job of ensuring income from drought and flood means that you can bear such consequences at the same time.

"Tsk, why bother?" Luo Sheng enjoyed the fruits of his labor without sympathy. Anyway, his sister could not really let his daughter starve to death.

Xue Ziqi squeezed out her little face. She suspected that the other party was gloating, but she had no evidence!

"If you betray your ideal, anyone can do it. How can you be afraid that one day you will share me with me..."

With the sound of sucking instant noodles, the whole song ended, but Xue Ziqi's spirit was completely mobilized, and she just slapped the table and shouted, "Don't bully the young man poor."

"One day, I will stand at the top of the entertainment industry and let everyone know the name Xue Ziqi!"

Comfortable! This is the power of music!

In normal times, Xue Ziqi really can't say such a second-rate word.

I don’t know whose song it was, but the sound sounded like her Nanshen. I have been busy writing songs these days and have not paid attention to it. I have sinned and have to add it to the song list immediately after looking back!

Luo Sheng put down the pot, "Have you read online novels all night again?"

Xue Ziqimo, are we still your favorite niece?

Luo Sheng knows the psychology of young people, but he doesn’t resonate very much. What if he knows the name? Isn’t he still alive with three meals a day?

This girl is like that boy Zhou Nan, and her head is a little bit crappy. Moreover, this song was released just now, right? The voice is too familiar and there is no need to read the singer's name. Having this skill is enough to study difficult cases.

That being said, Luo Sheng still said pertinently, "In fact, it will not delay your music production if you enter the public service team. There are all successful cases."

"You are talking about Zhou Nan, the criminal police officer of your bureau?"

This guy has been really popular recently, and it has been a hot search several times, and it is the only one in the country that crosses the borders and crosses across the country. It is hard for Xue Ziqi to know if he doesn't know.

"He is very handsome, but I don't really appreciate the style of music. It's too... I'm a public office, which is why I don't want to follow the steps."

"..." Luo Sheng looked at the instant noodles pot on the table for a long time and decided to wash it again when he had time. "I think you don't like the song just now?"

"The Sea and the Sky"".

Xue Ziqi took the opportunity to check the title of the song. Sure enough, he wrote it by Zhou Nan and had a new song. His frequency and quality are worthy of being her Nan Shen!

But my uncle's question was a bit unfair? He was old and had a generation gap.

Seeing this, Luo Sheng realized it and shook his head and sighed, "Nannan, otherwise you should come back and take the civil service exam. What is the absolute sound feeling? Your entertainment company music director must be fooling you."

"???" Xue Ziqi was confused. It was you who didn't adjust it for the first time, so why did you still have the ginseng rooster?

She protested angrily, "The new song "Bubble" I created is about to be released, and the internal audition is very good! You and my mother will wait and see!"

I don’t know how the bubble is. The puffer fish made of anger is ready. This round and fat baby face makes people want to poke it with their fingers.

Xue Ziqi looked up at the clock on the wall, "There is no time, I'll leave first. By the way, you must remember to brush that pot. I saw white hair when I came last month!"

It’s still a good niece if you don’t reveal your shortcomings!

Xue Ziqi, who escaped from the door, recalled her uncle's life and was overjoyed.

The joy continued until she ate a street stall, arrived at the party and found a seat.

There is naturally nothing wrong with the CCTV evening party. It is so beautiful and beautiful. The problem is...

"Auntie, what's the matter rubbing against my face?"

Xue Ziqi used her mobile phone mirror to take a long time to take a look but couldn't find anything. So why did several aunts stare at her at the seats on both sides?

Little did he know that Zhou's mother, who arrived with a large army of relatives and friends, was also suspicious. She shared the ticket that was freed by her son for this little girl?

Combined with the "mistakes" in recent days, Zhou's mother, who claims to be aware of her, can't help but doubt her previous judgment.

What a good guy, could it be that her son who looks like she wants to be single for the rest of her life, she is actually hooking up with a little girl behind her back?
Chapter completed!