"Grandpa Zhang, the food you cooked is so delicious. This is the most delicious meal Luoluo has ever eaten!"
Rubbing her bulging belly, Shen Xing looked at the dishes on the table and said, she still wanted to eat, but her stomach couldn't hold it anymore.
As a chef, it is a very proud thing to be praised for the food you make.
Especially since the person he was praising was still a child, Zhang Yuan felt even happier and said with a smile: "Since Luoluo likes to eat, let your father bring you here more often and spend more time with Grandpa Zhang, okay?"
"Hmm~~~ No, that will tire Grandpa Zhang out!"
One sentence made all three of them laugh. The little girl was greedy and worried about tiring others. The more she watched, the more she liked it.
At this time, outside the small courtyard, several figures passed by the door, and then withdrew again.
"Eh? Uncle Zhang, so you came here? Why didn't I see you today!" Qian Duoduo's voice sounded outside the small courtyard, and then he let out another exclamation when he saw the people eating.
Zhang Yuan went away after hearing the voice, but his smile remained: "It's Mr. Qian, come, let's have a drink with your Uncle Zhang!"
Qian Duoduo smiled and shook his head: "Uncle Zhang, one cup is not enough. I am more than one person here!"
With that said, he walked in with the four people behind him.
"Mr. Chen, what a coincidence!" Guo Yingjie and Zhou Xuewen saw Chen Mo and greeted with a smile, "And Luoluo, we meet again!"
"Aunt Yingjie, Uncle Zhou, are you also eating at Grandpa Zhang's place?"
Seeing that they were acquaintances, Shen Xingluo responded with a happy smile.
Zhang Yuan took Qian Duoduo and said: "Lao Fan, Chen Mo, let me introduce to you, Mr. Qian, his father is Qian Fuguo, and this Shuxiang is still the property of his Qian family!"
"It turns out to be Mr. Qian, the old man Fan Guohua. I met your father several times many years ago."
"Boss Qian, I'm Chen Mo. It's our first time meeting you. Hello."
Fan Guohua and Chen Mo didn't show too much enthusiasm. The former did it because it was unnecessary, while the latter was a bit pretentious. After all, they had just cooperated with each other before.
Just when Qian Duoduo was about to speak, Ding Yuesheng stepped forward quickly: "Are you Mr. Fan Guohua Fan?"
His title of "Mr." is not an honorific, but an honorific, because before Fan Guohua taught at Yancheng Conservatory of Music, he was also a master songwriter in the entertainment industry and composed many classic songs.
Mr. Fan? A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Qian Duoduo's eyes. He guessed Fan Guohua's identity and began to think about it secretly.
"Are you...Xiao Ding? Time flies so fast, and you have become the king of the music world!"
After thinking for a while, Fan Guohua remembered who the person in front of him was. He had asked him to write a song.
Ding Yuesheng hurriedly said modestly: "Mr. Fan was so complimentary. Now I... I didn't expect to meet Mr. Fan here. It's such an honor to be promoted!"
He was also at the Star Cafe before and knew that Guo Yingjie was preparing for the filming of a TV series. Like Shen Qingrou, he also got an opportunity to audition for a role.
Originally, I didn't plan to follow him. After all, he and Qian Duoduo belong to a different entertainment company.
But Mr. Qian invited him, and he didn't want to offend him, so he came with him. Unexpectedly, he met a great songwriter and songwriter in the music industry, which was an unexpected surprise.
"Hey, I still like the taste of Uncle Zhang's cooking. My old man also misses it very much!"
Everyone was chatting casually and didn't notice Qian Duoduo asking for a pair of bowls and chopsticks. They didn't mind the "leftovers" and started eating happily.
Hearing this, Zhang Yuan scolded angrily: "How little do you eat? Besides, Zhexuan has completely obtained my true inheritance, yet you are so picky!"
"Hey, Uncle Zhang, I miss you so much. By the way, when are you going back to Yancheng? Brother Zhang misses you too."
"He's old and too lazy to move. He misses his father and doesn't know how to get over here? Do you want me to torment my old bones?"
After some jokes, Qian Duoduo relaxed the atmosphere in the pavilion.
At this time, Ding Yuesheng, who was hesitant to speak, finally couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward and asked: "Mr. Fan, Yuesheng has encountered some troubles in his career recently. I wonder if I can ask Mr. Fan to use his calligraphy again to write a letter to Yuesheng." A song?"
Although he came to Chengdu for a vacation this time, he also came with a mission.
Unexpectedly, he had just arrived in Chengdu and did not find the old entertainment thief. Instead, he unexpectedly met Mr. Fan Guohua. How could he let go of such an opportunity.
After hearing this, Fan Guohua shook his head.
"Xiao Ding, when I announced my withdrawal from that circle, I had no intention of writing anymore, so I can only say sorry for your request."
"Mr. Fan made the leap, but it can only be said that he didn't have the opportunity to make the leap."
It was visible to the naked eye that a look of disappointment appeared on Ding Yuesheng's face, but he could not force it, so he could only feel regret in his heart.
Qian Duoduo was also slightly disappointed in his heart, but he didn't care too much.
This time he came to Chengdu because of the old thief. Although Fan Guohua was once a great songwriter, in his opinion, the old thief's songs were more attractive to him.
Unexpectedly, Fan Guohua laughed at this time: "Xiao Ding, you don't have to be disappointed. Although I don't write anymore, I can introduce you to someone whose ability is no worse than mine, or even better. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone who knew Fan Guohua's identity was shocked.
You must know that this old man once led the Yanguo music songwriter industry for ten years. Although there were other songwriters and songwriters at the same time and later, none of them surpassed this gentleman's achievements.
But Chen Mo sighed in his heart: The teacher is preparing to sell him!
He also knew that the reason why the teacher did this was just to let him take the first step, so he could only sit in the chair obediently.
Ding Yuesheng came to his senses: "I wonder who the gentleman Mr. Fan is talking about is?"
Fan Guohua suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Xiao Ding, have you ever heard of such a sentence? It's far away in the horizon, but it's so close in front of you!"
So, everyone followed his gaze and focused their attention on Chen Mo.
Guo Yingjie blinked her eyes. She knew the former's identity, but she didn't expect that he was Mr. Fan's proud student. No wonder he was so outstanding. It really felt like someone was better than someone who was good at it.
"Teacher, why do I feel like you are flattering me?"
"You idiot, you are my most proud student, so I will naturally recommend you to everyone. What kind of praise is this? Besides, do I need to praise you?"
After being scolded, Chen Mo shrank his neck.
Then he stood up and looked at everyone: "Hello everyone, let's get to know each other again. I am Chen Mo. I graduated from Yancheng Conservatory of Music. I am an ineffective student of Teacher Fan. Please take care of me in the future!"
"Hello Mr. Chen, what do you think of Mr. Fan's suggestion just now?"
Ding Yuesheng was the first to extend his hand. Although Chen Mo could not be compared to Fan Guohua in his heart, since Mr. Fan recommended it, he could not pretend that he had not heard it.
Chen Mo stretched out his hand and shook it: "Ding Tianwang, if you need to invite a song, I can try to write a song for you. How about the details? Ding Tianwang will make a decision after listening to it, okay?"
"Then I'll trouble Mr. Chen!"
In just a few words, the two settled on the song invitation and exchanged contact information.
Seeing this, Fan Guohua showed a satisfied smile, stood up and said: "I'm getting older, and I feel sleepy after drinking some wine. Lao Zhang, please find a room for me to take a rest, and let them young people talk on their own!"
These words made Guo Yingjie blush. She is no younger than Fan Guohua!
(To be continued!)
