On this floor alone, there were about six or seven completely different singing rooms.

In front of each singing room, there are signs like "Popular", "Ethnic" or "Bel Canto", and there are many artists, big and small, standing in the singing room.

Tu Nian knew some of the artists, and some she had never seen before. Most of them practiced with their instructors, and beautiful singing voices could be heard faintly from the singing room.

The racks, microphones, and earphones placed in the singing room were all high-end items that Tu Nian could only see online. If she wanted to buy one, it would easily cost tens of thousands. If she were to record her own songs, then It's unthinkable.

When she thought that she would be able to access these high-end recording equipment and learn music under the guidance of professional teachers, she felt as if countless waves of happiness were hitting her, almost knocking her head out.

Tu Nian followed Bo Qiu, looking at every place here with a pair of phoenix eyes shining brightly.

After walking for a while, Boqiu took her to a small office.

The furnishings in the office are very casual. In addition to music-related things, bamboo chairs, portable pots, and independent projectors are all available as long as they are convenient and easy to use.

There are two workstations here, and there are a lot of information bags and papers piled on the table. At one of the workstations, there is a short man sitting at one of the workstations, looking through the information bags frantically.

"Zhu Hongsheng, I've brought someone here for you, please make arrangements quickly."

Boqiu walked towards him as he spoke, took the biscuits on his table and tasted two pieces.

Zhu Hongsheng didn't even raise his head. He arched his head and rummaged through the messy things on the table. When he was rummaging through it, he happened to see the biscuit box at hand. He remembered that Bo Qiu was greedy and loved to eat, so he ordered: "That biscuit If you don’t know what year it is, don’t eat it.”

Tu Nian on the side saw that Bo Qiu's face turned dark immediately.

He slapped Zhu Hongsheng's messy head into the pile of information with a gentle slap.

Zhu Hongsheng was about to have a seizure when he saw the words "Second Draft of Mid-Autumn Festival Plan" clearly appearing in front of him.

He buried his head in the pile of papers and didn't dare to lift it up, for fear that the pile of waste papers on his head would accidentally bury the pile of treasures again. It wasn't until he carefully picked out the pile of information that he lifted his head from the pile of papers. Take it from the waste paper pile.

Zhu Hongsheng looked at the plan in front of him as if admiring a beautiful woman, then blew on the food residue from nowhere, and finally grinned at Bo Qiu: "Let's go!"

Tu Nian and Bo Qiu followed him, and many young people who came over respectfully said hello to this man who was wearing flip-flops and had not washed his hair for about four or five days.

After watching the whole journey like this, Tu Nian quietly pulled down the corner of Bo Qiu's clothes and asked with a suspicious look on his face: "Who is this?"

After waiting for a while, Bo Qiu didn't answer her. Tu Nian felt something was wrong, so he glanced to the side. It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, Tu Nian suddenly panicked.

Bo Qiu was seen pressing hard on his stomach with one hand, his face was pale, his delicate facial features were tangled together, and his lips were trembling.

"Boss, are you okay?" Tu Nian asked tentatively. Just as he was about to step forward to help him, he heard a sharp female voice suddenly come from behind him.

"Brother Yi!" Tu Nian looked back and saw that it was the woman they had just met downstairs.

"Go away!" Song Shi trotted towards the two of them. Before she could stand still, she pushed Tu Nian away involuntarily, "Brother Yi, are you okay?" beads of sweat.

"Well, Mr. Uncle, does he have any illness?" Tu Nianyu slowly took back the hand that was about to support him and clenched it slightly.

"You're the one who's sick." Song Shi glared at her fiercely. She had seen everything about the two of them being intimate in the corridor just now.

At this time, Bo Qiu was in so much pain that he had no strength to speak. He could only try his best to maintain his standing posture and press his stomach harder and harder.

Seeing Bo Qiu's appearance, Song Shi felt distressed and at the same time felt extremely angry at Tu Nian. She asked Tu Nian sharply: "What did you give him to eat just now?"

Zhu Hongsheng heard something wrong from behind. When he looked back, he understood clearly. No wonder, it turned out to be this person. He walked forward with a smile and said, "Isn't this Miss Song? Long time no see."

As he spoke, Zhu Hongsheng pulled Tu Nian behind him. Looking at Bo Qiu's earthy face, he knew what was happening.

"Miss Song, you can't blame this sister for Bo Qiu. He came to see me just now. There was a package of biscuits that were expired for more than half a year on the table. I didn't let him eat them, but he insisted on eating them. No, since If you don’t tell me that it hurts like this, it will hurt others.”

"But then again," Zhu Hongsheng said condescendingly, without giving Song Shi a chance to speak, "Brother's stomach trouble is not something that only happens in a day or two. The stomach pain is minor, but the pain is unbearable. , if you don’t take him to the hospital quickly, I’m afraid that in a while, Brother Bo will not be able to stand here.”

"You guys!" Although Song Shi didn't want to just let it go with Tu Nian, she couldn't bear Zhu Hongsheng's sharp words.

Tu Nian really couldn't find anything wrong with him because he took such big mistakes and small responsibilities on himself. Especially what he said was right. Even if Song Shi was not willing to give in now, he would have to settle the accounts in the future. Bo Qiu had such a stomachache that he really couldn't accompany them all.

"You, and you," Song Shi glared at Tu Nian and Zhu Hongsheng with a pair of almond-shaped eyes: "You two, just wait for me."

After saying that, she went to the nearby hospital with Boqiu.

Watching the two people leaving, Tu Nian felt speechless. Boqiu has a stomachache, what does it have to do with her? The guy scolded and glared at her, but she had the face of a lady and didn't do anything like a lady.

The more Tu Nian thought about it, the more depressed he became, and finally he just kicked the wall and vented his anger. The base of the wall is painted green, so even if it gets kicked a few times, it won't get dirty. However, this person's feet are very strong. If he kicks it a few times, two pieces of the wall will be torn off.

"I can't do it, I can't do it!" Zhu Hongsheng sent the big Buddha away and quickly pulled the Buddha away.

He knelt down distressedly and touched the two cracked walls: "You girl, why don't you know how to take care of public facilities?" If the wall was broken, he would have to pay for the repairs himself!

Zhu Hongsheng turned around and saw that although Tu Nian's face showed no expression, he had a pair of drooping fists clenched tightly, and the joints were a little white.

Don’t be Lian Jiazi! Zhu Hongsheng was immediately shocked. She was brought by Bo Qiu, so she couldn't just take advantage of that old boy's face to fight with her, right?

Zhu Hongsheng looked at Tu Nian's attire, which was neat and tidy, with waist-length hair tied high on the back of his head, and a pair of stilted red phoenix eyes that looked so fierce, and he couldn't help but secretly thought: I can't tell.

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