I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

"You should go home and rest quickly!"

Qin Xun took a step forward and blocked Xia Ning's back, covering him tightly.

"Little girl, her face is tender, she will be fine once she gives birth to a baby."

Aunt Lian walked away with a smile, turning back three times in surprise.

"At first glance, it looks like he is fertile!"

"Ma Xiugui will have to walk sideways in the village from now on!"

Aunt Lian is gone.

When Xia Ning saw Aunt Lian walking away, she tried her best to break away from Qin Xun's hand and found that her palms were covered in sweat.

She blew gently, put down her hand, and looked up at Qin Xun.

"You just said...baby?"

She frowned slightly.

"Who did you call baby?"

Qin Xun looked at Xia Ning's cold face and couldn't understand her expression.

He glanced at the paddy field next to him and felt a little panicked when he thought about his tragic experience of falling into the water while taking wedding photos.

"Aren't we... pretending?"

"I'm performing."

"How is my acting?"

Xia Ning looked at him, fell silent, and murmured.

She suddenly smiled.

"Great acting!"

"Even I was fooled!"

Qin Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

But he saw Xia Ning lift his foot and step down hard.

Hit him right in the instep.

Qin Xun clenched his fists in pain and looked up at the sky, as if he had transformed into a tyrannosaurus.

"what-"

……

This little episode passed quickly.

Qin Xun took Xia Ning to walk in the fields.

Stole a few vegetables.

After catching a big goose for a while.

Blocked a vole hole.

Xia Ning had a great time.

Qin Xun suggested as he saw Xia Ning having fun.

"Would you like to come to my house to fry cow dung during the Chinese New Year?"

Xia Ning was squatting at the edge of the field, using a piece of hay to fiddle with a foraging ant. Hearing these words, he raised his head.

"Fried cow dung?"

“Why did you invite a girl to fry cow dung?”

Qin Xun was a little embarrassed.

"I thought you liked it."

Xia Ning: "..."

She quickly threw away the hay, stood up, and dusted her hands.

"No girl likes fried cow dung."

She smiled.

"Take your baby home to fry cow dung during the Chinese New Year!"

……

two hours later.

Qin Xun took Xia Ning home.

"It's getting late. I'll go back and show off my skills in cooking. How about you help me?"

Xia Ning said coldly.

"not so good."

Qin Xun asked.

"Then do you want to fight?"

Xia Ning snorted coldly and did not answer.

Qin Xun only thought she agreed.

……

Go back to the small yard.

He saw Ye Lan standing at the door of the small courtyard, holding a bamboo whip in his hand, which seemed to be drawn from a bamboo broom.

As soon as Ye Lan saw Qin Xun, he ran over in small steps and handed the bamboo whip to Qin Xun with both hands.

"Teacher Qin, I think I can sing well."

"Please advise."

"If you feel bad, just slap my palm."

Qin Xun was startled and did not take the bamboo whip.

Seeing that Qin Xun was indifferent, Ye Lan raised the bamboo whip with both hands and bent down to bow again.

"Teacher Qin, please!"

"I also want to improve my singing skills!"

Qin Xun: "???"

He was a little helpless. This was the first time in his life that he had seen such an elegant and quiet pervert.

It's also scary.

Qin Xun took the bamboo whip with a serious look on his face.

"You sing!"

Ye Lan straightened up, looked at Qin Xun, and sang softly.

"When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky about the wine"

"I don't know what year is this evening in the palace of heaven"

……

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes"

"It's an ancient thing"

"Nung, moon and new moon"

After Ye Lan finished singing, she looked at Qin Xun with a look of anticipation.

"Teacher Qin, how do I sing?"

Qin Xun answered.

"It's pretty good, the flaws don't hide the good points."

Wang Cui felt a little dissatisfied when he saw this scene.

Just now Ye Lan practiced over and over again in the small yard.

She also sent the singing recording to her vocal instructor.

Singing again and again, changing again and again, it took a lot of hard work to polish the song into what it is.

Unexpectedly, Qin Xun only said one sentence in exchange.

"Good".

Ye Lan had a smile on her face and her eyes brightened slightly.

"If the flaws don't cover up the virtues, then there are flaws?"

"I'm sorry for the superficiality of the students. I don't know what the problem is. Please give me some guidance from Teacher Qin."

Qin Xun waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's enough!"

"You just send out scarves. Douyin said you have a new song to release tonight. Let your fans forward it!"

Ye Lan's voice became anxious.

"Why are you all right?"

"Please Teacher Qin, please don't discourage a person who wants to make progress."

Seeing Ye Lan's persistence, Qin Xun felt helpless and said.

"The range of your singing is too wide, and you have to sacrifice the sense of language and timbre for the sake of sound production, although technically it seems very advanced."

“But this sacrifices the emotional expression of your natural timbre.”

"Take it back a little bit."

"After all, the audience you are facing are not professionals."

Wang Cui was shocked.

Isn't this exactly the same as the evaluation made by Ye Lan's vocal instructor just now?

The vocal master is an honorary professor at the top music conservatory in the country and has mentored many domestic first-line stars.

Celebrities are proud to have her guidance.

Is this Qin Xun's singing skills so good?

No wonder you dare to be so arrogant!

Ye Lan looked at Qin Xun, not surprised that he could point out his problem to the point.

She listened to Qin Xun's singing videos many times, and with a microphone costing dozens of yuan, she sang better than some microphones costing hundreds of thousands.

How could he be an ordinary person?

The more professional people are, the more they can feel the... terror of Qin Xun's singing skills.

Yes, it's a bit scary.

Humanoid self-propelled CD.

Ye Lan slowly raised his right hand, palm upward, and stretched it out in front of Qin Xun.

"Teacher Qin, I didn't expect that I made such a big mistake."

"Please give me a long memory!"

Qin Xun looked at Ye Lan's palm and was stunned!

What kind of star is this?

How could you be so perverted?

Xia Ning quickly walked to Qin Xun, put her mouth close to his ear, and whispered.

"Qin Xun, don't be impulsive."

"You received 2075 million from me. After all, Ye Lan is Party A. You have the obligation to guide her in singing, but the two of us... spent the whole afternoon fishing."

"We've been sorry enough for you, just take it easy."

"Be careful of being blackmailed."

Hear this.

When Qin Xun heard the word "fish", he closed his eyes slightly and called up the fish system.

[Fishing value:]

[Note: The next draw requires some fishing points]

Qin Xun was shocked when he saw that there was only six thousand left to win the lottery.

I woke up this morning to check and there was still a lot.

Less than four hours after signing the contract with Ye Lan, it has already increased by more than 8000 points. Is it worth it?

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Lan in front of him.

This guy has a lot of oil and water on him!

Is it going to be full of fishing value tonight?

Seeing that Qin Xun was still unwilling to move, Ye Lan raised his hands and bowed, pleading.

"Teacher Qin, please hit my palm hard."

"I need you to be strict!"

Wang Cui stamped his feet anxiously.

Ye Lan, Ye Lan!

What the company creates for you is an intellectual and artistic persona!

Why did he turn into a fake character in front of Qin Xun?

Are there still people begging for someone to hit you?

How many fans will be hurt if this news gets out?

Qin Xun felt a little itchy thinking about the more than 8000 fishing value, wondering if whipping her would increase the fishing value even more?

Ye Lan bent over, raised his hands, and spoke in a low voice.

"Mr. Qin, please hit me hard!"

Qin Xun immediately remembered that Xia Ning said that once there is a problem with the spirit of the rich second generation, it will be a big problem.

After pinching Ye Lan's neck, it seemed to have triggered her mental illness.

He suddenly felt a little pitiful for Ye Lan, and slowly raised the bamboo whip and looked at Ye Lan's palm.

I don't know what to do for a while.

Ye Lan raised his head slightly and watched Qin Xun raise his whip, feeling both nervous and excited.

"Teacher Qin, please hit me!"