I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 946 Helping others is helping yourself

Chapter 946 Helping others is helping yourself

Everyone's main business is music.

The record company focuses on Yu Shufan's teaching of the basics of vocal music in Yimian, and by the way, it also allows the freshmen to start a small kitchen and prepare for make-up lessons in advance.

I really saw the starry future, racing against time.

Yu Shufan is also very clear that he recruited the first Meitong Integration in September last year, and the specific teaching is also being explored. The 92nd Youth Song Club did not try to launch it.

But with this year's batch, the focus is to go to next year's 94 Qingge Festival.

Everyone has the possibility to jump on the branch and become a phoenix, and the pressure will automatically start to roll in.

They have actively added codes.

Michael and Danny Chen are all polishing new songs by themselves.

Music lovers are asked to watch from the outside of the small concert hall, but do not make noise or disturb it, let alone ask questions.

The order was still good, Du Ruolan greeted from both sides, and Pan Yunyan interviewed from both sides.

Jing Xiaoqiang came back in the afternoon to see that they were all busy, and quietly went to pick up Cheng Yuling from get off work.

Da Qiang's mother is completely addicted to the Internet and almost wants to live in the office.

But I still asked to go back to grandma for dinner, because my son was taken there by the nanny during the day to entertain the old man.

After dinner, Uncle Cheng went to the bar and took his daughter's grandson home by the way. Jing Xiaoqiang accompanied Mrs. Cheng for a walk around, mainly to chat about recent trends.

Let the thinking of the elderly turn their minds, which is beneficial to the body and mind.

By the way, I would like to talk about my own feelings: "There is a word in foreign countries called freedom of wealth. It basically means that you can live a peaceful life without going to work or work. You know that when I first came to Shanghai, this was my goal requirement. In fact, apart from buying a house for about [-] yuan, if you have a million yuan in Shanghai now, you are basically free of wealth. After this threshold, money has little difference in the quality of life. At this time, wealth can greatly affect happiness. That is, the embodiment of self-worth and self-accomplishment may be based on this feeling, and unknowingly take on a lot of responsibilities.”

Mrs. Cheng walked on his arm, occasionally meeting neighbors and waving with a smile, mainly listening to the younger generation: "Well, I don't understand the trendy words, but the principle is probably the same, different stages, different Height, of course, the way of looking at the world is different, so here it is..."

Pointing to the stone road at the foot, this area should be a group of small villas in Southern European style. It is not as luxurious as the old private houses on the streets of Xuyuan and Feijiazhai. It belongs to a large area of ​​small villas with the same shape, each with a small garden of more than ten square meters. group.

Those old houses are for the boss, and it is estimated that these are the executives before liberation.

Therefore, the roads in the park are also old stone roads from a hundred years ago, which have been worn smooth by the years.

"Shanghai used to be the worst county under Songjiang Mansion in Jiangnan's 'Suyang Hangsong'. Then foreigners came to ask for land, and the government gave them the most desolate Bund. It was still a little far from the county seat, but in fact at that time The foreigners are already very good at repairing the docks, especially where the rivers meet. The Bund is built like this, and the place under our feet is quite remote and cornered, so we spread out the repair of this small building. The land is cheap."

Jing Xiaoqiang opened his mouth, thinking of the land that Lu Xi bought, not more, but now this is the hinterland of Shanghai, will Shanghai develop to include that in the future?

In recent years, under the influence of all kinds of local life, Jing Xiaoqiang did not dare to be sure, because he was really unfamiliar with Shanghai before.

But he still refrained from speaking and listened to the old man talking about these precious feelings.

Mrs. Cheng estimated that it was useless to tell Mr. Cheng: "But how did the land price on the Bund rise? One of the Jewish businessmen took advantage of the changing situation and took 100% of the land on Sujing Road, and then he paid for it alone. [-]% of the proceeds have been used to benefit [-]% of everyone. The Sujing Road was paved into the best iron quinoa road in the country at that time, and the wooden piles were driven down one by one, which can drain water and ensure no pollution. It will be muddy and potholed, and with street lights and drainage, it will become the best modern road in Shanghai, Shanghai and even in the south of the Yangtze River. The housing prices on both sides have skyrocketed, and the entire south of the Yangtze River comes to this street for business. He was called Shiliyangchang. Of course he made a lot of wedding dresses for others, and he also made a lot of money himself, so helping others is helping himself, as small as a street, as large as a city and a country, this is My elders taught me the truth since I was a child."

Tsk tsk, look at the truth that people have heard since childhood.

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't have to listen, and Lu Xi's side was another big truth that was easy to rebel.

However, altruism is indeed the first element to consider things at this level.

When Uncle Cheng first taught Jing Xiaoqiang to sew, he was not only concerned with his own profits, but also let others profit together, so as to make things better and bigger.

Even what he used to say at the time was not that he didn't like petty money, it's better to be a person.

In terms of the style of the run-down young master at his time, it was a bit ridiculous.

But in Jing Xiaoqiang's current situation, it would be more appropriate.

So no matter how good the truth is, it must be accepted in the right state.

Lu Xi's seemingly disadvantaged hangar should be regarded as the Sujing Road project in the new era.

But when Jing Xiaoqiang saw this hangar, it was almost a month later.

When I came back from a walk with the old lady, I just drove the car onto the road, subconsciously glanced into the distance, but saw the "MIYA" signboard light on, which was particularly eye-catching among the relatively dim and ordinary signboards along the street.

Somewhat surprised, he slid the car closer, the petite figure wearing a mask lying on the glass counter and burying his head and writing.

Still doing homework like a middle school student.

Even more surprised, she parked the car, and Luo Li, who was wearing a mask, didn't notice that someone was approaching. Jing Xiaoqiang knocked on the glass cabinet with the car keys, and she was so frightened that she almost jumped up.

Seeing Jing Xiaoqiang with his face raised, he jumped out of the narrow store with joy, and kicked his toes at the counter again.

Lost balance and fell straight out.

Jing Xiaoqiang caught it immediately: "What are you doing here? In a panic..."

When he was about to let go, Lori fell down with a happy smile, well, just hug it.

The soft feel of the body and waist is really good.

The store was still the same as before, with some goods scattered about, and two folding wooden chairs and a small table were placed at the door, Luo Li could steer Jing Xiaoqiang to sit down with one foot on the ground, and she could sit comfortably. Her legs curled up in her arms, she was still happy: "Waiting for you."

Jing Xiaoqiang looked around. It has been three years. In fact, the changes are not small. At least there was only one shop on this street at the beginning, and those shops on the opposite side were also sparse. Now they are basically full, and there are two or three connected restaurants on the opposite side. .

The business atmosphere outside the Conservatory of Music is much heavier.

Of course, there is no safety problem for such a little girl to sit in the store. The downtown area of ​​Shanghai is still in such an elegant area as the Conservatory of Music, and it certainly cannot be compared with the simple folk customs of Gotham City.

But he didn't believe it: "How did you know that I would come here."

Lori poked his finger on his chest happily: "If you don't come tomorrow, you will meet one day. I went to see the old lady who married. I often see her walking with Da Qiang's grandma pushing a stroller. Wave to me, hehe, they still don't know who I am."

She is really enjoying herself.

Jing Xiaoqiang was infected by her emotions. Compared with planning those big things, this kind of small life is really comfortable.

The summer night and autumn wind, the coolness after relieving the heat and the warm fragrance in his arms made him unable to hold his legs up and hum a little tune: "Hey, the key to this store is always with you. Has the rent been refunded?"

Luo Li is proud: "I pay every month, 80 yuan, I like you sitting here thinking about things, I will write the script behind, if there is business, I will do business, if there is no business, I will be with you, so I will not get tired of it for a lifetime .”

Jing Xiaoqiang is all fascinated, but haha: "But this kind of life is just thinking about the beauty, utilities, rent, sanitation and urban management. If we don't make a lot of money by filming and singing, how can we be so poetic? Of course, you have made money by filming, and you can talk to your mother." Go to the supermarket to do odd jobs, stay here, the mentality is still okay, we adjust our mentality, each has its own results."

Luo Li felt that it was difficult: "Writing a script, I wrote another one, do you want to listen?"

Of course Jing Xiaoqiang thought, "Go get it and let me have a look."

Who would have thought that Luo Li would just tell him that a country girl came to school in the city and met a talented boy... Isn't this the prototype of the two of them? Of course the playwright cut out all the other flowers and plants. , I only love her, and there are intimate scenes!

Speaking of this time, Luo Li was still talking softly to Jing Xiaoqiang: "They just... just..."

Hearing Wu Nong's soft words, Jing Xiaoqiang turned Erlang's legs up and sneered: "Other people commented on the drama school is really right, the directing department is the most life, and many people get married after graduation, and the acting department is the most professional, what should I do?" , The most important thing is the stage art department, just sleep with each other and it’s over, there is no trouble other than making an appointment with P, Mensao also has to count you who are writers, I love all kinds of dramatizations!"

Luo Li dawdled like a cat, slowly: "Then do it, let's be a screenwriter..."

Oops, Jing Xiaoqiang almost picked her up and threw her out: "Don't play, don't play anymore, who the hell can stand it, you go back to the dormitory or your mother's side, I'll take you home."

Luo Li hugged his neck tightly and laughed snickeringly: "Where are you going back, why don't we go back."

It's really telling stories to release emotions. She has never been so bold in the past.

Jing Xiaoqiang was shaken with disgust: "Why do you go back? I don't think it's troublesome enough. If I don't go back to Miss Cheng, it's Lu Xi's side. I have to take care of the child."

Luo Li actually gave him an idea: "Just tell Miss Cheng to go to Miss Lu's, and tell Miss Lu to go to Miss Cheng's, and then it will be mine."

Jing Xiaoqiang felt that this plan was very clever, but it was a pity that he already had high technology: "Ha, don't you know that they can call to check their attendance at any time now?"

Luo Li was disappointed: "I told my parents like this when I was a child, and then I can stay at school alone in a daze. It's better than going back and listening to my mother's complaints and watching my father take my little mother."

Anyone who heard this would feel sorry for her, Jing Xiaoqiang hugged her tightly, Luo Li raised her head and pulled off the mask, licked her lips and closed her shiny eyes to greet her.

Jing Xiaoqiang is proficient in kissing, but he is thinking in his mind that this can be regarded as the life experience of a screenwriter.

How to write a good script without experience?

But Lori's small body has a lot of energy, and her reaction is also very fierce.

It is estimated that I usually think too much about writing scripts. My mouth is clumsy and green and entangled with enthusiasm, and my hands are from Jing Xiao.

　Strong neck slides down down the t-shirt to explore around.

Jing Xiaoqiang, hey, let's do the script, let's do the script!

(End of this chapter)