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70. There are tombstones in the south of Nanshan and Beihai

The two of them played in the zoo until it closed at 5 pm. When they left, the zoo had already left a legend about them: There was a young man who brought his own carrots and fed the animals professionally...

After such a round of feeding, Ren He also made Yang Xi understand a truth... giant pandas do not eat carrots, and this national treasure animal will not be fed by tourists casually.

When the two of them were having dinner in the evening, they heard the people next to them discussing the two songs they played yesterday. The two looked at each other and smiled. The experience last night was like a secret between two people. Sharing this secret, they were like one to each other.

Tight little group.

When thinking about this secret, there are only two kinds of people in the world: those who know the secret, and those who don't.

The two kinds of people are different in their minds.

Of course, Ren He couldn't come to Kyoto without meeting Zhou Wumeng. Ren He would remember the old man's kindness to Ren He. He dialed Zhou Wumeng's phone: "Hey, old man, I'm in Kyoto. Please treat me."

eat."

Zhou Wumeng, who was sitting in the office of Kyoto Newspaper Group reviewing manuscripts, suddenly became energetic: "When did your kid arrive in Kyoto?"

"Um... I just arrived in the afternoon. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow." Ren He couldn't say that he had been here all day before contacting her.

"I bet you knew enough to contact me as soon as possible," Zhou Wumeng said with a smile: "If you come to Kyoto and treat me to dinner, I will make you spend a lot of money, and then I will tell you the good news!"

Good news? Ren He subconsciously felt that it might have something to do with Kunlun's copyright. He couldn't really be the rich man Xia Yuting mentioned, right? As for what Zhou Wumeng said about making him bleed, it was all a trivial matter. The other party knew how much royalties he had received.

, and also know that he has money now.

Moreover, Ren He is very clear about the person he is. That is to say, he will not choose a very expensive place. He said this deliberately because he is obsessed with money.

"Okay, let's hear what good news you have to say tomorrow," Ren He happily hung up the phone.

Yang Xi put all the beef in the bowl of beef noodles to Ren He: "Mr. Zhou Wumeng?"

"Well, it's him. Kunlun's release went so smoothly thanks to his help," Ren He explained. He really had nothing to hide from Yang Xi. If the other party didn't ask, he wouldn't show off. If the other party wanted to ask, he would definitely tell the truth.

answer.

But there is one question that Yang Xi has never been able to figure out. How did Ren He know Zhou Wumeng? You must know that Zhou Muqi, her classmate before transferring to another school, was Zhou Wumeng's granddaughter, so their classmates also knew that Zhou Wumeng was a prominent figure in the entire Chinese literary world.

Influence.

She asked: "How did you meet? It feels like we have known each other for more than a day or two."

"Oh, I wrote a three-character classic before, and we met at that time," Ren He replied while eating beef noodles: "Why don't you eat beef?"

"Eat more, I'm not too hungry," Yang Xi smiled quietly.

Ren He suddenly remembered a story from his family. When his father, Lao Ren, was eating braised noodles, his mother always gave him all the meat. At that time, his family was poor and they could go out to a restaurant to have braised noodles.

Everything can be regarded as improving life.

Ren He found it interesting when he thought of this.

However, it was only then that Yang Xi realized: "You also wrote the Three Character Classic?"

"Yeah," Ren He nodded.

No wonder that when she didn't want to accept the song he sent, he would say that he had other ways to make money, and the money was not bad. Thinking about how she thought he was bragging, Yang Xi wanted to laugh.

It turns out that this young man is far more magical than he imagined.

After finishing his meal, Ren He wiped his mouth and stood up with a murderous look: "Let's go, let's fight one family again today!"

The two of them went straight to Houhai. Ren He found out yesterday that there were a total of 4 folk-themed restaurants, and each family just happened to sing one song, finishing the 5 songs! After singing, they called it a day and went home!



When the bar was filled in the evening, Xie Zexi looked at the crowds in the bar opposite and felt envious. She also opened a folk bar. She stayed in Kyoto to work hard after graduating and later made her first pot of gold. She opened it because she liked folk songs.

This is a bar called "Alley".

In fact, originally the two businesses were about the same, but because two teenagers fell from the sky yesterday when Wang Quan released a new song, the other party's business today was obviously much better than his own.

They all went there in admiration.

Xie Zexi, 27 years old, was sitting at the bar with her face raised and looking outside. She was at her most pleasant age, but a little melancholy.

At this time, the bell at the door rang. She turned around and saw two young men wearing peaked caps walking from the door. Xie Zexi was stunned. Because she liked the song "On the Road" by Wang Quan, she was also there yesterday.

In the bar opposite, so she saw Ren He and Yang Xi with her own eyes...

But at this time, she was stunned because she didn't expect these two people to appear here?!

Why? Xie Zexi couldn't help but ask.

"Boss, can you sing?" Ren He's lower lip raised slightly.

"Yes!" Xie Zexi suddenly stood up from the bar: "I can sing! I can definitely sing. Do you need any help? Do you want an appearance fee?"

"No appearance fee, free singing, new songs!" Ren He said with a smile, this time he came just to support Yang Xi's debut, there is no need to make money.

Xie Zexi felt as if she had been hit in the head by a huge surprise. Her mind was a little confused for a while. She listened to these two people singing "Go to Dali and the Brightest Star in the Night Sky" yesterday. The amazing feeling was beyond words.

.But what did the other party just say? There’s a new song?!

Will new songs continue to be amazing? Xie Zexi thought to herself. It is the consensus and common sense of the entire circle that good songs are difficult to produce, so she thinks so.

Two songs are already very difficult, can the new song continue to sound good?

Ren He seemed to have read through her thoughts and said with a smile: "If you say something unpleasant, I will give you some money."

"No, no, I didn't mean that," Xie Zexi realized that the other party was very confident. If he said the wrong thing at this time and made the other party change to another bar, wouldn't it be the end of the world? Even if the song this time is not good, at least today

Her bar will definitely be a bustling business at night. Xie Zexi asked cautiously: "Can I promote your singing here? After all... there are not many people here."

"Yes, of course. We will start singing in 10 minutes. You have 10 minutes." Ren He knew that the other party would definitely do this, because no one would have trouble with money, and he also hoped that the other party would do this, because he was not a

As a self-admired literary young man, Ren He's biggest dream is to let others say that he smells like copper...

He hopes that no matter where he sits quietly in the future, others will say that he exudes a warm and wealthy aura...

"Can you tell me the name of the song you sang today?" Xie Zexi asked.

"Nan Shannan!"

"Um...boss, do you have a backdoor here?"

"have!"


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