White Lotus Drops Mathura Field [Transmigration Book]

Qin Zhizhou tightly held Yun Ci's wrist, her palm was hot, and the scorching heat came through a thin layer of flesh, awakening Yun Ci's fiery memory in the abandoned factory building.

Yun Ci withdrew her hand like an electric shock, her ears were reddish: "Why do you ask this?"

"This chanting has a strong breath, the explosive pitch is in place in one step, and the most important thing is the charming voice, so I want to cooperate with her on a new song."

Yunci finally picked up the money scattered on the ground, stood up straight while supporting her old waist, and generously admitted: "I sang."

Qin Zhizhou couldn't believe it, his footsteps stopped unconsciously, and he was astonished like a piece of wood, poking at the side of the road in a daze.

Yunci found a shade, stood under the shade, rubbed her hands expectantly, and started counting money. Her fingers were nimble and her movements were skillful, but she could finish counting in a minute.

Yunci was worried, and counted again, and the numbers matched the first time, and then she stuffed a large handful of bills and dozens of steel coins into her bag with satisfaction.

She shook the bag, and the sound of steel coins hitting was crisp and sweet.

The sound of the impact brought back Qin Zhizhou's mind, and she quickly rushed to Yun Ci, grabbed Yun Ci's wrist, and asked impatiently, "You really sang it?"

It is a recognized fact in Tiancheng Entertainment that Yunci's poor singing skills, Qin Zhizhou, because Lin Shenlu pays so much attention to Yunci, naturally knows how much she weighs.

"Of course it's true," Yun Ci sang as soon as the words fell, and the effect sounded even better than the sound that had been modified later.

【Depend on!My favorite part was actually sung by Yun Ci]

[Is sister a sea monster?I've been stunned]

【Oh my god, what kind of fairy show is this? Not only did I see Qin Zhizhou singing on the street, but I also heard the sounds of nature】

Fans blow rainbow farts one after another, but it's a pity that Ni Qing is doing a task and can't see it at all.

Qin Zhizhou looked at Yunci from head to toe again, Yunci stood in the mottled light and shadow, raised her head prettyly, staring at her intently, Qin Zhizhou's beautiful facial features were reflected in her moist pupils, she couldn't help doubting, Is it true that someone will suddenly become enlightened, and be completely different from before?

After earning enough fare, Yun Ci was also in the mood to joke: "Sister Qin, shut up, your saliva is about to flow out?"

Qin Zhizhou touched the corner of her mouth subconsciously, only to realize that she hadn't opened her mouth. It was just an illusion, and Yun Ci was still as annoying as before.

Qin Zhizhou didn't mention the chorus anymore, Yun Ci patted his bag and said, "Sister Qin, just now your song made us 2 yuan, and the fare came out."

As Yunci said, she handed the bag to Qin Zhizhou, Qin Zhizhou took the bag, Yunci carried the guitar on her back, and the two walked towards the guitar shop.

There were a lot more people in the store than when I borrowed the guitar just now, and the store, which seemed a bit empty, was crowded with fans who came over by chance after watching the live broadcast.

They knew they couldn't make trouble for idols, so they suppressed their excitement and watched the two from a distance.

Qin Zhizhou and Yun Ci walked into the guitar shop one after the other.

The air conditioner is turned on in the store, and you can feel the coolness as soon as you enter. It is the transition time between spring and summer. You can wear long trousers or skirts. Because there are many people in the store, it is crowded and the air is not circulating. It gets a lot hotter.

The store simply turned on the air conditioner.

A little sweat evaporated instantly, and Yunci's body became dry and cool.

She handed the guitar to the boss, and sincerely thanked: "Thanks to your guitar, we were able to successfully complete the task. The guitar sounds great."

The boss smiled shyly and scratched his thinning hair: "Where is it, I will be very happy if I can help."

Qin Zhizhou unzipped the bag with a "tear" sound, counted out 500 yuan and put it on the transparent glass counter: "Guitar rental."

The boss came out from the counter, grabbed the money and stuffed it into Qin Zhizhou's hands: "No, no, no, I can't charge you. Come to our store, the turnover this morning can catch up with a normal month."

"Please be sure to stay."

After Qin Zhizhou finished speaking, he dropped the money, pulled Yun Ci up and ran away. Yun Ci was caught off guard, and she staggered and almost fell down.

After leaving the guitar shop, Yun Ci broke away from Qin Zhizhou and rubbed the red back of her hand: "What are you running, I almost fell."

Qin Zhizhou grabbed Yun Ci's hand, and rubbed his thumb knuckles vigorously on the back of her delicate white hand: "Come on, rub it and it won't be red anymore."

Yunci couldn't laugh or cry, she couldn't rub her knuckles.

Sitting on the sofa and staring at the tablet seriously, Ning Siwen pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and asked Xiaoyi who was twisting and twisting on the opposite sofa: "What happened last time you kidnapped Yunci?"

Qin Zhizhou has a slight obsession with cleanliness. Just now he noticed that the guitar shop owner's rough fingertips accidentally rubbed against Qin Zhizhou's thumb knuckles when he stuffed money. If Qin Zhizhou had left the guitar shop in the past, he would take out a wet wipe and turn it over and over again. I wiped my hands all over the place, but I didn't wipe my hands today, and rubbed the back of Yunci's hands instead.

Xiaoyi sat upright, like a primary school student answering a teacher's question, and said sternly, "Boss is majestic and majestic. In the factory, one is like ten, riding a horse and swaggering."

Ning Siwen narrowed his eyes: "Speak human."

Xiao Yi shook twice, and Old Fox Ning squinted his eyes again, and he answered honestly: "Boss made it with Yunci in the factory."

Ning Siwen stopped pushing his glasses, put his middle finger on the bridge of his nose, and asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

Xiaoyi said loudly: "I said, the boss made Yunci."

Ning Siwen grabbed the apple on the table and smashed it heavily: "Be quiet, Madam is still in the house."

Xiaoyi shrank suddenly: "Oh."

"During the time I was away, something about Yunci happened. Tell me from beginning to end, without any omissions."

Xiaoyi thought for a while, moved his butt to the sofa where Ning Siwen was sitting, and said in a weak voice: "The little mangy dog ​​that the boss saw before was crying in the middle of the night holding a wine bottle, and the boss recorded songs and left very late that day. , when my brothers heard the crying, they thought it was haunted, but when they saw it was the little mangy dog, the boss was very distressed, and asked the little mangy dog ​​why he was crying, and the little mangy dog ​​said that someone copied his music."

Xiaoyi began to dance and dance when he said this: "Brother Ning, you don't know, the five big and three thick guys, crying out of breath, like a woman, come, let me learn for you."

Ning Siwen kicked him off the sofa: "Learn what, keep talking."

Xiaoyi rubbed his buttocks: "If you're not the boss, just ask who copied him, and the little mangy dog ​​will say it's sister-in-law..."

Ning Siwen made a pause gesture: "Wait, who is sister-in-law?"

Xiaoyi chuckled: "It's Yunci, didn't I say, the boss is fighting Yunci wildly."

Ning Siwen's veins popped when he heard it: "Don't add fuel and vinegar, just speak carefully."

"Oh, the boss felt sorry for the little mangy dog, so he took the five of us to kidnap Yunci and drag it to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city. By the way, it's the factory of this reality show."

"In the beginning, things went smoothly. I got a recording made by my sister-in-law who admitted that the song was written by a little mangy dog. Later, for some reason, my sister-in-law started kissing the boss. The boss and the boss were in the factory... We didn't dare to listen to it, so we just watched outside. So, from noon to evening, we will come back after the boss finishes his work."

Xiaoyi told it from the beginning to the end, racked his brains, searched his memory, and added a sentence: "Boss refuses to recognize after eating, we are not allowed to be called Sister Yunci."

Ning Siwen slapped Xiaoyi hard on the head: "I don't want you to be barked, but you are still barking, are you looking for a beating?"

Xiaoyi covered his head: "But the boss doesn't seem to hate sister-in-law, he presses sister-in-law on Yuexiong every day."

"what?!"

Xiaoyi talked a lot before, but this sentence had a greater impact on Ning Siwen. He suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "Is there anyone beside me?"

Xiao Yi nodded affirmatively: "Three or four people."

Ning Siwen circled around the tea table like a trapped animal, couldn't hold back, untied his tie and slapped Xiaoyi to death: "Didn't I tell you to be careful with the boss? Don't let her do anything that would damage her manners." action."

Xiao Yi was beaten so badly: "We didn't realize it, don't hit Brother Ning, you will die."

"Smash you to death."

There was too much commotion, a gray-haired old man came down from the second floor, wearing a well-fitting suit and bow tie, his hair was meticulously combed back.

He stopped Ning Siwen: "How about your demeanor?"

Seeing his father coming, Ning Siwen gave Xiao Yi a hard look, put his hands behind his back, and said honestly, "I'm sorry, Dad."

"I've heard your voices since just now. Madam has a bad nerve recently and is resting. You are making noise here. What if Madam is disturbed?"

"I was wrong, Dad, I was too excited to watch the boss's variety show just now, and I couldn't control it," Ning Siwen raised his eyes and apologized rationally.

"Miss' show has started recording?"

Ning Jianghuo glanced at the tablet. On the screen, Qin Zhizhou and Yun Ci were sitting in the car with their eyes closed and rested. His gaze swept across, and when he saw Yun Ci, he suddenly stopped, his expression unchanged for thousands of years. fluctuations.

Ning Siwen lowered his head and didn't see this scene.

Ning Jianghuo's wrinkled cheeks couldn't help trembling, and he said tremblingly, "This... this..."

Ning Siwen raised his head, and hurriedly supported Ning Jianghuo to sit down: "Dad, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Ning Jianghuo clenched his fist vigorously and then released it. After repeating this five or six times, he pointed at Yunci and asked Ning Siwen, "Who is this?"

Ning Siwen looked at the screen: "She is Yunci, an artist from Tiancheng Entertainment."

Ning Jianghuo trembled, said "I'm fine", picked up the tablet, and hurried up to the second floor.

Xiaoyi stared at Ning Jianghuo's back curiously: "Brother Ning, what's wrong with the old man, this is the first time I've seen the old man lose his composure after I've been here in Qin residence for so long."

Ning Siwen fastened his tie, buttoned it to the top one, abstinent and sullen: "I don't know either."

The Qin residence is in the outskirts of the city, backed by green hills, with fresh air and pleasant scenery.

Ning Jianghuo climbed up the stairs to the second floor, trotted all the way to the eastmost room, and knocked eagerly on the door.

A gentle female voice came from the room: "Come in."

Ning Jianghuo rushed to the woman in three steps and took two steps. He ran so fast that he couldn't breathe, and coughed while hammering his chest.

The woman on the bed was pale and exhausted, she rubbed her forehead and said, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Ning Jianghuo took a deep breath: "Madam, Yunzhi's child is back."

Jing Qing suddenly lost her voice, and stared at Ning Jianghuo in a daze. After a while, her breath became short of breath, and she tightly held Ning Jianghuo's hand: "Are you sure?"

Ning Jianghuo patted Jing Qing's arm, and raised the tablet: "I think this person looks very similar to Yun Zhi. I asked Si Wen. Her name is Yun Ci, and she also has the surname Yun."

"Go and check."

After Ning Jianghuo left, Jing Qing sat on the bed, staring at the screen tightly, unwilling to blink. On the screen, Yunzhi's child was sitting in the car, unlike her mother who was gentle and demure, with a lively temper. Staring at the window and looking out of the window.

Her eyes were moist, and she hadn't seen this face for many years. Jing Qing stretched out her trembling hand, and carefully described Yun Ci's eyebrows, but accidentally touched the switch button. When the screen changed, two young people popped out, one of them Jing Qing is very familiar. He is the second son of the Shao family. He has a good relationship with Zhizhou and often comes to play at home.

Shao Yu and Wei Xiangxia left the meeting point and were sent to the commercial street. Both of them are actors and have no special skills. They can't be guest performers at any time like Qin Zhizhou. Shao Yu thought of a way and found a bakery. Using his own popularity to help the shopkeeper attract customers, the shopkeeper paid them hourly wages.

Shao Yu has won many golden rooster awards, and the display cabinets are full of gold-plated animal trophies at home. He has an outstanding appearance, elegant temperament, and countless fans. As soon as he stops by the bakery, there are countless fans screaming for a group photo. Shao Yu Then follow the trend to sell, and for a while, the supply of bread was in short supply.

It wasn't until the sun was high that Shao Yu and Wei Xiangxia both ended their part-time jobs. The shopkeeper couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, and happily gave Shao Yu all of today's turnover.

Shao Yu didn't know that the shop owner was his fan, so he thought it was a normal labor price, and after paying 3000 yuan, he and Wei Xiangxia rushed to the new meeting place.

Shao Yu's side went very smoothly, and he easily earned 3000 yuan with a little beauty.

Yan Le and Ni Qing didn't make much progress.

Yan Le is a traffic star, and he originally thought of a way to make money by advertising for the store, but Ni Qing was eager to show himself and asked to perform on the street to earn travel expenses.

Yan Le generously gave Ni Qing the opportunity to perform, and helped Ni Qing move equipment and attract customers before and after the run. With his handsome face, he attracted many people. The crowd on the third floor and the third floor squeezed in.

Ni Qing adjusted the equipment, picked up the microphone and began to sing her famous song.

Ni Qing had a sweet voice and good singing skills, and Yan Le's money collection hats on the ground gradually filled up.

At the end of the song, everyone was applauding, the applause was deafening, and everyone was shouting: "One more song."

Ni Qing couldn't resist, and sang another song.

But halfway through the singing, the crowd suddenly gave way to a small path, and two Chengguan in uniform walked in from outside the crowd.

Cheng Guan is in his 40s and doesn't follow stars, so he naturally doesn't know Ni Qing. He thinks she is a street performer, and the camera behind them is also regarded as self-media, shooting material.

One of them, Cheng Guan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, walked up to Ni Qing and said seriously, "Do you have a certificate?"

Ni Qing was dumbfounded, and asked in a daze, "What proof?"

Cheng Guan pressed his hat and said: "Busker card, now you have to provide a busker card to sing in the streets and alleys."

Seeing that Ni Qing was at a loss for what to do, Yan Le leaned over, stood in front of Ni Qing, and asked Cheng Guan with a smile: "Brothers, it's hot, drink some water."

Yan Le handed over two bottles of mineral water, and a layer of cold water vapor condensed on the mineral water bottles.

Cheng Guan waved his hand: "No, please show me your street performer ID."

Yan Le smiled: "Brother, we don't have a street performer certificate yet, don't you just come here and don't understand, can you give me a two-day grace period, and we'll clean up the stall right now."

Cheng Guan was quite stubborn: "It's no art to sell without a license."

Yan Le struggled to negotiate with Cheng Guan, and the audience laughed like idiots.

[Hahahaha, this is the first time I know that a street performer needs a license]

【Hahahahaha you are not alone in front of me, this is the first time I know】

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, no matter what you do now, you have to hold a certificate to work, father-in-law hurry up and get a big house manager certificate, otherwise we will deprive you of your idol status]

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha, or laughed at me hahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha may or may]

In the end, Yan Le failed to negotiate successfully, Cheng Guan was loyal to his duty and punished Yan Le and Ni Qing.

Yan Le sighed, clutching the pitiful 20 yuan: "In the future, if we can't get along in the entertainment industry, we can apply for a street performer's license."

[Father-in-law, what you want is not a street performer's license, but what you want to apply for is an Ouchi manager's license]

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, so if I get a license, I can also go to the streets to perform? 】

【Sisters, if you are a busker and record a video, I will give you three times】

Amidst the audience's haha, Yan Le and Ni Qing boarded the car to the meeting point.

The meeting place was in the wilderness, a field was temporarily fenced off, and two prefabricated houses were placed. When Yan Le got off the car, he found that other than their group, the other two groups had already arrived.

Yan Le and Ni Qing walked to the front of the board room, and the other two groups sat under the umbrellas, wearing sunglasses and drinking cold drinks, just like going on an outing. Yan Le was envious and jealous, ordered a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and sucked it hard. After taking a big mouthful, the cheeks bulged out, like a hamster.

Seeing this, Shao Yu asked him: "You look downcast, didn't you make any money?"

"I made a lot of money, but it's a pity that it was all spent."

"what happened?"

Yan Le had a look of grief and indignation: "We did not have a street performer license when we performed on the street, so we were punished!"

Everyone burst out laughing, and the barrage kept going.

Even the cameraman laughed, the director sat behind the monitor and beat his chest, Yan Le took out the remaining 20 yuan from his pocket, and took a picture of it on the table: "Let me see what kind of car I can take with 20 yuan. "

The gate of the fence was opened with a bang, and a cloud of dust was suddenly raised. Yun Ci waved the dust and stared at the gate intently.

After the dust cleared, a green three bungee appeared in front of everyone.

The lines of flowing water, the bright glass, and the huge front of the car make a beep sound when the horn is pressed.

When reversing, I heard a sweet female voice: "Reverse, please pay attention, reverse, please pay attention."

The driver of Sanbengzi is the old car god of Qiu Mingshan. The road is bumpy. Sanbangzi walked on it and turned around several times. The car overturned, and the driver tried his best to turn the tide, turned the steering wheel wildly, and finally straightened the car body.

Three jumpers and a dragon swayed its tail, stopping gracefully in the very center.

Yunci: "..."

Traveling long distances in this kind of car will be exhausting.

The second one appeared on the stage was a tractor, and only heard the sound of "Tun Tun Tun", a simple and honest black-skinned uncle wearing a straw hat drove the tractor on the scene.

The audience was already laughing like crazy, and they posted barrages one after another. As expected of the program group, it was quite showy.

The third car is an extended motorhome. Its low-key and luxurious appearance, small buzzing sound, and excellent shock absorption function all speak of the comfort of this car.

Yun Ci looked at the bulging bag in Qin Zhizhou's arms, and then at the small woven bag in Shao Yu's hand. As for Yan Le, she didn't even need to look at it.

She is full of confidence. With the money their group earns, the RV will definitely be in their pocket.

At this time, 038, unwilling to be lonely, jumped out: "Kiss~"

Yunci suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"The task is released now, please choose Sanbangzi to go to the recording site~"