gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 119 Celebration and Concert
Available at noon on Friday (14th).

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Prince W couldn't stop, he didn't want to see Fang Hong's face at all.

The British royal family suffered heavy losses in cash flow this time.

At the same time, the Hurun list has been updated.

As Fang Hong thought, after bringing some things back to China, the value will not be the same. Fang Hong ranked No. 60, which is much lower than the initial media estimate.

However, this does not prevent "Walking with Me" from being evaluated by Hurun as the highest level private collection in the country.

In comparison, those who are passionate about art and use their private collections as museums seem petty.

Let’s not talk about the value, let’s not talk about a few heavy treasures, but just talk about the number of cultural relics. It is difficult for private collectors to reach this level.

As soon as the goods arrive, everything starts in all aspects.

For example, the Chinese Cultural Relics Association has to re-issue certificates for all cultural relics originating in China, and provide a unified national number.

And Yang Xiu wants to add photos to the cultural relics book that has already made a template.

As for the photos, they were basically taken by Tang Yixin, and Fang Hong didn't have the money to hire someone to take pictures.

And, a cultural relics magazine called Walking With Me is being planned.

At the same time, the museum application documents have also reached the final step, and the approval is about to be passed.

Everything is smooth.

The exterior walls of the museum are all wrapped with black painted steel plates, which looks very modern. If you don't look at the name, no one can tell that this is a museum for displaying ancient cultural relics.

Tang Yixin borrowed the table in the museum to type a new manuscript.

Fang Hong went out again to breathe.

Many people gathered around, some of them were water friends.

"Brother Gun, when will the museum open? I want to see it too."

"Yes, yes, when can I enter the museum?"

"In the near future, I'm not sure what day it is, but online ticket purchases are not supported, and you need to queue up on site."

"Brother Gun, the name of the museum is Walking with Me, isn't it too unorthodox!"

"I'll go, the name is so nice, get out."

Directly opposite the museum is the stage area of ​​the Music Square.

The stage was being set up, Fang Hong walked over.

Mr. Zhao, who is in the management of the music park, happened to be there: "Brother Fang, you are here!" After speaking, he shook hands enthusiastically.

Fang Hong smiled: "I can't help as a layman, but Brother Yang and Uncle Song can help."

Mr. Zhao: "Watching the show tonight is a celebration. I heard that your song is on the music list. Do you want to show off your singing voice?"

Fang Hong looked at his whole body: "Let's forget about it, I don't look like a star."

"It's okay." A voice came from behind.

"Ah? Xue Ziqian!" The voice of the crowd told Fang Hong who was speaking.

Fang Hong turned his head: "Qian'er!"

"Hey, it's really like what you said, my brother has become popular again recently."

"I bother."

Xue Ziqian was helpless: "Okay, if you're not popular, how about singing "Ugly Monsters" later?"

"Go ahead, I'm so handsome, you can sing alone."

"It's okay not to."

"Okay." Fang Hong said helplessly.

"We have to listen to Nan Shan Nan, we have to listen to Nan Shan Nan."

Mr. Zhao: "Look at the voice of your fans, why don't you leave a space?"

"They are not my fans." Fang Hong paused: "They are my brothers."

A female water friend: "What about us?"

"Brother and daughter-in-law." Fang Hong pointed to the male water friend next to the female water friend: "I am optimistic about you."

"Hey, brother gun, the task has been completed."

"Damn it, it's really fast."

In the evening, stars come on stage to perform one by one.

Since this is the first performance at the opening of the park, the indoor venue was not used, but an open-air temporary venue was used, so many nearby residents also gathered around at that point.

The atmosphere was very strong.

"It's late at night and I still can't sleep because of you..." The opening song "I Want to Tell You Loudly" is not suitable for a hot scene, but it is suitable for a chorus. When "Struggle" was on the air, who hadn't heard this song.

After Fan Fan finished singing, the audience chanted his name and asked to return.

But this time, many stars were waiting behind, unable to sing and go, go and go back like a concert.

Next, brother is just a legend, love business, heartache 2009 and other recent hit songs appeared one after another.

These songs are so popular, it's no wonder that "I Want to Tell You Loudly" should be used first, otherwise, it wouldn't be an explosion.

To be honest, after listening to these songs for a long time or in the mall, you will feel bored, but when you first hear them, they are catchy and very attractive.

When the most dazzling national style came out, the square dancing aunts were all over the top.

Even black people didn't get this high when they found out about Puff Daddy.

Next, Xue Ziqian came on stage and forcibly pulled Fang Hong up.

"Curator Fang!"

I don't know who yelled, Fang Hong showed a dumbfounding expression, but this expression spread wildly on the Internet the next day, and since then, Fang Hong has gained another nickname of curator Fang.

"If the world is dark, I am actually very beautiful. If you advance and retreat in love, you will be consumed at most."

Seeing that Xue Ziqian was still robbing in the second section, Fang Hong gave him a kick, and then started his own part.

The audience in the audience burst into jubilation.

Xue Ziqian was laughing and cooperating beside him.

After one song, the audience discussed: "Actually, Xue Ziqian is not only funny, he also sings well."

Fang Hong smiled: "I think there is a chance to push Li Ronghao out."

Next, Xue Ziqian left the stage, and Fang Hong came.

"You are snowing heavily in the southern sun..."

Backstage, many singers were surprised: "Hey, they invited that Fang Hong?"

"It seems to be the original song."

"Interesting, I'll go see who is ranked below my song on the QQ music rankings."

Another was very depressed: "Fuck, I'll go see who is on top of my song."

"Nanshan is south, north is sad, there are grain piles in Nanshan. The wind is blowing in the south, Beihai is north, and there are tombstones in Beihai..."

Just when everyone thought it was over, Fang Hong raised his voice, "I want to learn from that green pine on the top of Mount Tai!"

Using the first sentence of Sha Jiabang's "Learn from a Green Pine on the Top of Mount Tai" as the end of Nanshan Nan, there is no coherence in the words, but Fang Hong just wanted to say such a sentence on this occasion.

"Director Fang, one more song! One more song! We want to listen to Chengdu!"

Fang Hong was speechless, and waved to the following: "See you on the live broadcast."

Next, another very popular singer appeared.

Therefore, the audience naturally forgot Fang Hong just like they forgot the previous singers.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Fang Hong walked to his own world—the museum with me.

The trash can extinguished the cigarette butts, walked to the door, and the security guard swiped his card: "Curator."

"Work hard, after waiting for two months, I'm a little more relaxed, and I'll give you a raise."

"The salary is high enough, high enough, but the pressure is great."

"Ha, I'm also under a lot of pressure, but the police station is next door, so what are you afraid of?"

"hey-hey."

Fang Hong walked into the library, looked at Tang Yixin who was concentrating on writing the manuscript, leaned over and said, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Want a boyfriend?"

"I want it."

Fang Hong remained silent. After a long time, Tang Yixin's subordinates had already typed a paragraph, and then she remembered something, and turned around: "Why are you standing behind me."

"I'm admiring your back view."

"Cut, die."

"Good."

It's a good idea, but Fang Hong's feet are rooted.

Under the lamp, Tang Yixin was typing, and Fang Hong was silent. Is it the modern version of "Red Sleeves Add Fragrance" - thick face and thick face?
After a long time, Tang Yixin finally finished the manuscript, archived and sent it, and stretched herself.

Rubbing Fang Hong's face with his hand, he even squeezed it.

Fang Hong stood there, letting her pinch.

Tang Yixin turned her head: "Your chin is full of stubble, you won't go home?"

Fang Hong raised his cheeks, bit his lower lip, and smiled with difficulty: "I have no home." After speaking, he turned around and walked into the darkness, Mo Luo was desolate, desolate and gloomy.

For some reason, Tang Yixin shed a line of tears and couldn't afford a little makeup.

Fate comes to Fang Tang's heart to cherish each other,

Tears caress the stubble on the two cheeks.

Qiong (qiong) sits and looks at the shadow (ju),
Who teases the gauze and declares love?
——"Desperate Hope".

(End of this chapter)