Siheyuan: I am not Xu Damao

Wait until Huang Yuzhan comes to find him.

Xu Damao has written a lot.

"Yuzhan, you take a look first and wait until I finish writing."

Huang Yuzhan didn't say anything, just picked up the manuscript on the side and started reading.

"Spring in the Northland"?

Huang Yuzhan first read the lyrics.

thank you from the bottom of my heart

some care and affection

Without the nourishment of love you give me

my life will lose meaning

. . . . . .

Then I started humming in my heart along with the simplified music score.

Classic, absolute classic.

Huang Yuzhan felt a kind of longing for his hometown and nostalgia for his hometown.

I couldn't help but ask now.

"Boss, are you homesick?"

"Missing home? Why do you ask?"

"I feel a sense of homesickness from this song."

"This should be the boss's inspiration."

It turns out that this is the case. He is indeed a talented player. Just after watching it for a while, you can feel the emotion.

However, for those who copy it, how can they experience this thing?

Xu Damao is extremely busy, okay?

However, Huang Yuzhan had already given himself a good reason, and only a fool would refute it.

So Xu Damao opened his mouth and came.

"Yes, this song has been brewing in my mind for a long time. I still remember that I just came to Xiangjiang not long ago."

"When you come to a strange place, you always feel lonely at night."

"I can't help but think of my hometown and some things from the past."

"You know, winter in the Imperial Capital is very cold."

“When I was a kid, I looked forward to the snow. When I grow up, I look forward to the arrival of spring.”

"So that's the case, that's right. No wonder I not only feel homesick, but also feel some memories of the past."

"Boss, I really envy you for being able to express your feelings so accurately with such beautiful music."

"Yuzhan, don't envy me. What I'm best at is looking at people."

"I think highly of you, so I will let you be responsible for the production of music. You have to have confidence in me, and you have to have confidence in yourself."

"Boss, I will work hard."

"Well, keep watching. It will take some time for me to get better."

"You go on, I won't disturb you anymore."

Xu Damao waved his hand, did not answer, and continued to write.

If you don't write normally, no matter how good your physical condition is, if you write too much, your hands will become sore and soft for no reason.

Huang Yuzhan continued to look at the manuscript in his hand.

The next song is called "Tuberose"

Li Xianglan has sung this song a long time ago.

Just when Huang Yuzhan was about to skip the next song, he suddenly felt that something was not right.

So I took a closer look again, and with this careful look, I could immediately tell the difference.

My boss's song "Tuberose" is less melodious and more sweet in the romantic atmosphere.

Thinking about this, he had an idea about where this song belonged.

It must be Lijun.

Huang Yuzhan watched and Xu Damao wrote.

One is numb when writing, and the other is numb when reading.

Towards evening, Xu Damao finally stopped.

"Yuzhan, there are forty songs here. You have to work hard these two days and take a rough look at them first. If there is anything you don't understand, focus on it. I will find time to chat with you again."

"When the time comes, you will allocate these songs, giving priority to Xiaofeng and Lijun, and those suitable for Lin Xiang and Ziwen will also be given to them."

"Try to release an album for each of them before the Spring Festival."

"You also try to write songs. You can't let me, the boss, do it myself every time."

"Boss, after reading the songs you wrote, I can't handle what I wrote."

"I just told you to be more confident. How can you tell whether a mule or a horse is good or bad if you don't take it out for a walk?"

"Okay, since the boss said so, I'll give it a try."

"That's what it sounds like."

That's not what Xu Damao had in mind.

He was thinking, he has screwed you up, if you don’t work hard, where will I go to listen to new songs in the future?

Seeing that the time was almost up, Xu Damao was ready to go find the two women.

As soon as I left the walled city, I saw a person walking towards me.

"Xu Hong?"

"Xu Hong, you didn't go to Madagascar with Ah Rong?"

"Mr. Xu, I want to go. I was still setting up an exploration team, so I didn't go."

"Oh, that's it. Is it set up now?"

"Mr. Xu, I want to admit my mistake to you. I overestimated myself. Setting up an exploration team requires more talents and is more complex than I imagined."

"Geologists, geophysics experts, drilling engineers, logging engineers, mappers, and other experts are all necessary to form a qualified exploration team."

If you don’t understand, just ask, but Xu Damao didn’t ask for professional knowledge.

"Xu Hong, if it's just initial exploration, I mean marking places where there may be oil, do we need so many people?"

"That's not necessary. It only requires geologists to conduct initial investigation and analysis to look for potential geological structures and rock formations."

"It would be better to need geophysicists to use seismic instruments to obtain some preliminary underground data."

"This way we can screen out some false targets in the early stages."

"Other things can be completed by me and a few field technicians."

"Well, in this case, you can wait, but it's not necessary."

Xu Damao said to himself.

"Mr. Xu?"

"Oh, Xu Hong, in this case, have you found the geologist and that geophysicist now?"

"It has been found."

"Okay, you take them for initial exploration first. The seismic equipment you mentioned, I will find a way to do it when we get to Madagascar."

"Better give me a drawing or photo of the tools you need."

"This is simple, I can sort it out tomorrow."

"Then it's settled. You take the people there first, and I will arrange the tools."

"It just so happens that you should go over and get used to it first."

"We have been exploring in the wild. If we don't adapt to the climate and fall outside, we will lose more than we gain."

"Well, yes, thank you for your concern, Mr. Xu. I will notify them right away and try to set off within the next two days."

"Okay, go get busy."

Xu Hong was very happy to start working. The organizational structure was not suitable for him, so he was very tired and not very efficient.

Xu Damao was also in a good mood.

Africa is so big, and he doesn't want to use his feet to measure its land.

Even if it was Madagascar, he wouldn't want to.

When I walked to the garment factory, my original good mood turned into a very strange state.

Lou Xiao'e and Li Shiran were already waiting for him at the factory gate.

However, Lou Xiao'e is on the left and Li Shiran is on the right.

So, left or right, that is the question.

Just when Xu Damao started brainstorming.

Lou Xiao'e discovered that everyone in the walled city was eating Xu Damao's melons.

So he gave up the strategy of training his husband that he had discussed with Li Shiran.

He walked to Li Shiran's side, held his arms and walked towards Xu Damao.