When Chen Chu and Fang Xuan came out of the recording studio, Fang Xuan kept holding Chen Chu and said, "Teacher Chen, come to me for a while if you have time in the future! Thank you so much this time!"

"No, no, Teacher Fang, it's just a simple task, don't be so polite!"

"This is not a simple task! You are helping a lot."

Yuan Wen had been sitting outside for a long time. When she saw Chen Chu and Fang Xuan coming out, she quickly got up and smiled. She was just confused when she listened to the conversation between the two.

This...what happened again?

Haven't you two just met?

Why do you look so close now?

Even Fang Xuan kept holding Chen Chu's hand and didn't let go.

Until Fang Xuan brought Chen Chu to Yuan Wen, he hurriedly said to Yuan Wen: "Teacher Yuan, Teacher Chen has helped me a lot this time. What, I will not charge any fees for the arrangement of your ten dances this time. Don't worry, keep the quality and quantity."

"Ah...ah?" Yuan Wen was stunned.

"Teacher Chen, when the song is written, you have to come here to guide you."

Chen Chu hurriedly said, "Oh! Teacher Fang's words are really a mess. Compared with you, I really just know a little bit of the bottom line. What kind of guidance are you talking about?"

"Then let's communicate with each other, communicate with each other!" Fang Xuan hurriedly patted Chen Chu's shoulder and said, "Teacher Chen, we both hit it off at first sight! You can't just leave like that! We must have a meal together tonight, so let's have a good exchange!"

When Chen Chu heard this, he agreed without saying a word: "Of course there is no problem with eating together. I just happened to want to ask Teacher Fang for advice, but I will agree first! I have to treat this meal, I hope Teacher Fang can give me this face!"

"Okay!" Fang Xuanyixiao: "Then I'll ask you to invite me this time, and I must let you come next time."

"Teacher Chen, Teacher Yuan, you sit down and have tea first!" Fang Xuan hurriedly called out: "Who, Xiao Sun came over to make tea for the two teachers and brought the cooked tea I had collected!"

"Teacher Fang, don't, you're too polite! Just drink some casually!"

"This is the minimum way to treat guests! Teacher Chen, don't say anything more. Taste the tea carefully. I'll handle some things! Soon! Wait for me for a while!"

"well."

Fang Xuanxiao and quickly turned around and left.

Chen Chu just sat down, Yuan Wen, who was in a plate, had big eyes open.

"What happened?"

"Nothing." Chen Chu scratched his head and smiled: "I just helped me, but I didn't expect Teacher Fang to be so polite."

"What's the busy thing?" Yuan Wen said curiously.

"It's just a little effort." Chen Chu smiled and changed the topic: "The first dance song has been compiled and the effect is quite good. When the finished product comes out, I think you should be very satisfied."

"That's good."

If Chen Chu didn't say it, Yuan Wen would be even more curious.

Although she is not a woman who likes gossip, Chen Chu said this and swallowed it back.

It makes people feel uncomfortable.

But Yuan Wen was embarrassed to chase and ask, so she gave up.

Of course, Chen Chu felt that it was not necessary to say it.

In any case, don't make yourself too conspicuous.

In fact, after entering the recording studio, I started by focusing on tuning and recording.

Fang Xuan thought Chen Chu was quite professional, so he asked Chen Chu to help him listen to another score, and it was a semi-finished product.

Then there is no need to say about this matter. Chen Chu must have helped to improve it as much as possible.

The score was continued on the spot.

Fang Xuan was shocked when he heard this!

Great! This song feels like it's going to be popular!

I made a demo on the spot and sent it to the singer's agent.

After listening to it, the agent called him excitedly and said that the song felt like it was going to be popular!

How could Fang Xuan be unhappy?

If it is really popular, at least he can receive the copyright fee.

Because of helping singers arrange songs, Fangxuan is not a buyout system, but a share system.

Gain both fame and fortune without delay.

How could Fang Xuan not thank Chen Chu?

This is not good!

Anyway, Chen Chu doesn’t care whether it’s money or not. Fang Xuan really wants it, so he doesn’t dare to ask for it.

I will pave the way for students in the future. As long as you are willing to help, we can get along well.

It doesn't matter if you use each other.

It was this whole process that Yuan Wen was basically confused.

I don't know what happened.

Fang Xuan and Chen Chu quickly became brothers and brothers.

This...this is...emm...

...

Xin'an Township.

Yan Mao was busy with Master Li in the iron shop. At this moment, Master Li found that a little hammer could not be found. He was a little confused. He remembered that he went home last night to knock on something and took the little hammer back.

"Xiao Mao, you guard the store first! I'll go home and get a hammer."

"Master, I'll just go. You said you've been busy for a whole day and are so tired, so don't run around." Yan Mao hurriedly smiled and said, "I'll ride an electric bike home and take it!"

As he said that, he ran out with the car keys in his hand.

Seeing this, Master Li hurriedly explained: "Xiao Mao, that little hammer is in the inner room!"

"Oh, I got it."

Yan Mao then rode his bike to Master Li's house.

He is naturally familiar with the road, after all, he has to come back every day to see Master Li's wife.

Because Master Li's wife fell to her head last time, Master Li couldn't stay at home to take care of her. It was even more unsafe to bring her to the iron shop. So after thinking about it, he asked the neighbors to help take care of her and gave her six hundred yuan a month.

Yan Mao soon arrived at home and looked at his master's wife with a little pitiful look.

He was already a white-haired old woman with bandages on her head. She sat on a wooden chair and was eating melon seeds while looking at the big trees planted in the yard.

It seemed that Yan Mao looked familiar, and he even smiled at Yan Mao.

Yan Mao greeted him, took the hammer and left.

I dare not look at it too much, I feel sad.

Anyway, Yan Mao was thinking about what he had to do later.

I rode an electric bike onto the national highway and walked towards the iron shop. At this moment, I was so lonely that I heard a voice from the mountain: "Hey, hey! Xiaomao!"

Yan Mao quickly stopped the car and took a look. He saw an old man waving on the hillside, and several scalpers were eating grass near the old man.

This old man Yan Maoke is very familiar with his surname. His surname is Huang, and he has a good relationship with Master Li. He also comes out to herd cattle every morning and becomes familiar with him after a long time.

"Grandpa Huang, what are you doing?"

Yan Mao quickly got out of the car and shouted.

"Xiao Mao, a calf fell down the mountain. You can go with me and look for it!" Mr. Huang looked quite anxious.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Yan Mao quickly followed Mr. Huang to find a cow, and walked around a steep slope in the back mountain. After searching for about ten minutes, he finally found it and fell into the weed. The calf was already breathless and dying.

Uncle Huang came over and took a look, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's over, I can't live anymore."

"Uncle, what should I do?"

"What else can I do? I can only kill and sell it, but such a small cattle can't be sold for much money!"

Yan Mao's eyes lit up: "Grandpa, how much does it sell?"

"Two or three thousand." Mr. Huang smiled bitterly.

"Grandpa Huang, I bought it like this!" Yan Mao opened his hand: "I'll give you four thousand!"

"Ah...ah?"

...

After about ten minutes of struggle, Yan Mao and Mr. Huang carried the calf to the national highway.

"Oh, Xiaomao! You are so strong!"
To be continued...