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Chapter 591 The Unappetizing Guy

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    Zhang Guihua originally wanted to invite his brothers and sisters to have a New Year's Eve dinner together.

    Unfortunately, the brothers and sisters don't seem to be buying it.

    Seeing that their family had returned to Xihe Town, Zhang Zhuoran called all these brothers and sisters to Jiangyang City to celebrate the New Year.

    Typical jealousy.

    In the past, when you had no money, I gave you bad looks every day. Anyway, I just didn't like you, and you were the poor ghost in my eyes.

    Now that you are richer than me, I still look down on you.

    What's wrong with being rich, I just ignore you?

    Just don't give you the chance to pretend to be rich.

    A person's pattern is only so big, and his cognition is basically in his own world.

    So the Jiang family's New Year's Eve dinner was deserted.

    Fortunately, halfway through the meal, Pan Gensheng's family of three next door ran over to join the table with hot pot and vegetables.

    Jiang Dashan is in a good mood.

    Busily lit up a fire in the main room, and then moved the TV to the main room.

    A typical rural New Year's Eve dinner.

    A table of meals can be eaten for several hours while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

    The elders have topics for the elders.

    The juniors also have their own world.

    Pan Xiaoxia watched Jiang Shuo without saying a word, just staring at the TV.

    Grabbed a mouthful of rice and asked, "Waiting for that little eye of your dongdong music to come on stage?"

    Jiang Shuo nodded: "Yes, Hu Yanbing, this guy is related to the new high traffic volume of our Dongdong Music next year."

    "But it was the first time I was on such a big stage, and I was a little worried that he would screw up."

    Pan Xiaoxia nodded: "His song is very nice, and his voice is very unique."

    Jiang Shuo replied without hesitation: "Well, I want to go to the toilet to poop and can't get it out, and then I feel crazy and scream."

    "You!" Pan Xiaoxia's face collapsed: "Can you stop talking about the toilet while eating?"

    Jiang Shuo chuckled: "What's the matter, Liang Bozhou's bastard, he has the ability to eat and pull while holding a meal, that's disgusting."

    "I" Pan Xiaoxia felt powerless in her heart: "I'm really afraid of you."

    Just as he was talking, there was applause from the TV.

    Li Ping appeared on stage with her iconic festive smile.

    "Audience friends, last year was a big year for our Internet."

    "With the strong support of the state, the Internet industry is flourishing, a hundred schools of thought are contending, and many interesting products have emerged. Everyone should know this."

    Zhu Jun, who was standing next to her, took the conversation: "Uh, yes! I noticed a very good product."

    "Our Spring Festival Gala is a stage for the people, and the purpose of this product is also a grassroots platform."

    Li Ping smiled: "Zhu Jun, are you talking about Dongdong music?"

    Zhu Jun said: "That's right, what I'm talking about is this groundbreaking product. Everyone can sing and give civilians more opportunities to become heroes."

    Li Ping cooperated and said: "That's a coincidence. We have a different element in this year's Spring Festival Gala. Singing is no longer exclusive to professional stars."

    "We have invited Dongdong Music's Grassroots Singer of the Year this year!"

    The two chorused joyously: "I invite Hu Yanbing to bring us "The Beauty"!"

    Jiang Shuo's mood also raised.

    After a burst of smoke, Hu Yanbing, who had painted makeup, slowly revealed his real body from the smoke.

    Some pheasant feathers were inserted on the side of the shoulder, and he closed his eyes intoxicated.

    The microphone was gently placed on the edge of the mouth, and the ethereal singing was catchy.

    Sword cooking wine is tasteless

    Have a drink for whom

    Jiang Shuo said nothing.

    Pan Xiaoxia listened, and suddenly remembered the sound of holding back shit that Jiang Shuo just said.

    Muttered for a while in depression: "It's a good song, what's it like to be hacked by you, the boss."

    Eat unhappily.

    Pan Gensheng was also staring at the TV at this time.

    Suddenly, he slapped his thigh: "This young man sings well!"

    Jiang Dashan smiled: "It's really good, I think it sounds better than the previous ones."

    Pan Gensheng laughed loudly: "Look at Dashan, I said that we all want to have the same hobbies, come on, let's go!"

    The two clinked their glasses comfortably.

    put downAfter the song, Hu Yanbing was singing the climax.

    Pan Gensheng listened, and suddenly said suspiciously: "It sounds like this child is constipated."

    Poof!

    The rice wrapped in Pan Xiaoxia's mouth sprayed on the ground.

    Impatiently said: "Dad, what are you talking about, can you have a good meal."

    "What constipation is not constipation!"

    Pan Gensheng laughed loudly: "Dad is a rough man from the village, he speaks without thinking, don't worry about it."

    Pan Xiaoxia put a face down.

    At this time, Hu Yanbing had finished singing and looked at Jiang Shuo.

    Still staring at Hu Yanbing on TV.

    Looking at him strangely: "Xiao Shuo, what are you still looking at?"

    Jiang Shuo suddenly sighed meaningfully, shook his head, and muttered, "It's hopeless."

    "What can't be saved?"

    "Oh, I'm looking at his eyes, sister Xia, haven't you noticed that Hu Yanbing has drawn eyeliner?"

    "You said he drew eyeliner, why can't he hide the fact that his eyes are squinting?"

    "I" Pan Xiaoxia stopped: "You boss is really qualified."

    "It is said that other people's singing seems to be constipated, but they are actually pointing at their parents."

    At this moment, Jiang Shuo's phone rang.

    Hu Yanbing called.

    As soon as this guy came off the stage, he couldn't wait to call Jiang Shuo.

    As soon as the connection was connected, he said anxiously: "Brother Shuo, how are you doing? I didn't embarrass you!"

    Jiang Shuo said calmly, "I didn't watch it."

    "No way, Brother Shuo!" Hu Yanbing was very depressed: "Why!"

    Jiang Shuo thought for a while: "My uncle said that you sang like you were constipated, so you turned off the TV."

    "ThisBrother Shuo, are you trying to blow up my career and prepare to train newcomers?" Hu Yanbing burst into tears.

    Jiang Shuo laughed suddenly, and his voice was filled with relief: "I'm just kidding."

    "You didn't embarrass me! This wave of advertisements, you have made great contributions to our platform! After returning to Zhonghai, I will pick up the trolley for you!"

    Hu Yanbing screamed excitedly on the other end of the phone!

    The two didn't say much.

    Just after hanging up the phone, Lai Hongjie called.

    There was a loud thunder on the phone: "Boss Jiang, it exploded!"

    "The on-demand volume of Hu Yanbing's "Red Beauty" on the Dongdong music platform has surpassed Aoki's in just ten minutes!"

    Jiang Shuo was very sure: "You are so excited at this point?"

    "Wait, there are surprises for you in the future, hurry up and order, the employees of the Dongdong music platform, all keep an eye on the backstage for me!"

    "This time, we're going to blow up the fuckers! We're going to make them fuck off!"

    Just like that, the two discussed back and forth on the phone.

    The traffic of Dongdong Music will reach a peak again, and the traffic will definitely feed back the parent software of Dongdong.

    This is the charm of the ecosystem, a single user traffic will not disappear.

    So Shi Yige's team also needs instructions.

    After coming and going for more than ten minutes, Jiang Shuo returned to the table.

    As soon as he sat down, Pan Gensheng asked, "Jiang Shuo, who is calling? It's so busy."

    Jiang Shuo calmly picked up the braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth: "The constipated brother who just sang in the Spring Festival Gala."

    "ah?"

    Pan Xiaoxia was even more depressed: "Should I still eat?"

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