Longing for the Art of Life King

"Come on! I'm leaving then."

"Slow down."

Seeing Su Yang disappear in front of his eyes like a gust of wind, Huang Lei couldn't help saying: "This child."

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in the courtyard.

Sister Dan continued to peel the sunflower seeds, remembering Huang Lei's joking introduction just now, so she asked, "This Su Yang, who sings?"

"It is, but it's not professional, not from our circle." After Huang Lei finished speaking, he followed up with an introduction: "Teacher He brought it in, his nephew."

"oh oh."

Sister Dan nodded with a little surprise in her eyes.

Is this person who "goes through the back door" still so high-profile?

Huang Lei probably thought of what Sister Dan was thinking, so he explained: "This child can be considered a child star. He started acting at the age of five, and has entered many large and small crews. He graduated from high school and took the art test of our school. , was the No.1 of the year, and almost became an unprecedented perfect score."

"Yo ho, so powerful?"

"Isn't it?" Huang Lei continued: "It's a pity that there was a sudden change in his family, so he didn't take the college entrance examination, and he didn't go to university, but chose to go out and walk around and learn something he was interested in.

Three years have passed, and I only came back in the first half of the year. "

"Are you ready to come back now?"

"Where can it be?" Huang Lei shook his head and continued to explain: "He is going to come back to correct for two or three months, and continue to go out to study. Why do you think that this kid is not young anymore, so what's the matter with floating outside all day long? Ah, that’s why we brought him to our film crew, and it’s considered as barely finding a job for him.”

"Oh, that's fine."

What Sister Dan said was a bit contemptuous. In his opinion, Su Yang is a prodigal character with no future, no ideals, and lazy work.

However, Huang Lei's introduction continued: "Don't look at this kid as young, but he is really powerful, hardworking, and fun.

The most important thing is that he is also a talented musician, and the songs he wrote are really nice. "

As he said that, he began to recall the scene of Su Yang singing "Qilixiang" last night.

"The plump ears of rice have blessed this season. Look, how well the lyrics are written." Huang Lei was amazed while mixing the materials in his hand.

When Sister Dan heard this, she frowned and asked, "Then he can definitely enter the music scene and release albums? You see, it's not that Lao He doesn't know people in this field."

"He doesn't want to." Huang Lei shrugged and said, "This kid is really a bit of a hermit, I asked Mr. He yesterday, what did he do for half a year after he came back?

Guess what? "

"what?"

"Just stay at home every day, do woodcarving, paint for a while, and read books. He only goes out when Mr. He asks him to have a drink with him occasionally."

"Oh, that's fine."

Sister Dan was stunned for a moment, and when she was about to continue asking, the sound of Dian Sanlun "chug" stopped at the door of the small courtyard.

Teacher Huang heard the sound and said: "I'm back." After finishing speaking, he ran out of the small courtyard, and then there was a surprised voice: "There are more?"

"That's right." Teacher He looked at the half-carload of corn behind him and said proudly, "I tell you, if you hadn't asked us to come back to rest, we would have picked all the corn today."

"Then you are amazing."

"Haha."

When the two looked at each other and laughed, Teacher Huang asked, "What about the three children?"

"I went to pick watermelons." Teacher He replied: "Xiaoyang said to bring some watermelons back by the way. There are too many people in the family, so I'm afraid it won't be enough, so I can make some watermelon juice for myself along the way."

"Hey, this is fine."

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On the other side, Su Yang, Reba and Batu are already on their way back.

Three people, one big watermelon per person.

"Just now, Teacher He should have waited for us and brought the watermelon back."

"No."

Reba was about to adjust her posture, changing the heavy watermelon in her hand to another point of stress, so that her sore arms could be evenly stressed.

At this moment, a big hand swiped over and took away the watermelon in her hand, and then Su Yang's gentle voice sounded: "Let me do it."

"You've been busy all morning, and you're more tired than me." Saying that, he was about to grab the watermelon in Su Yang's hand.

With a slight snatch, Su Yang smiled and said, "It's fine."

The voice is soft, but it carries a sense of irresistibility.

Reba froze for a moment, then nodded, "Thank you."

"You really want to thank me?"

"Huh?" Seeing the similarly cheap smile on Su Yang's face, Reba asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"