"call……"

After signing all the albums and posters, Jay Chou breathed a sigh of relief, shook his aching hands, stood up and sat at the tea table.

After Wang Sicong handed over a tea cup, he glanced at the "mountain" of signed gifts on the coffee table, and suddenly turned to Xu Xin with a smile:

"Do you know how much his signed album costs on Taobao now?"

"How many?"

"The poster is less than 500, and the signed album is less than 800. Hahahahaha..."

The eldest young master's smile was full of gloating.

Apparently, since the Olympics, he felt a sense of "joy" from the bottom of his heart after his friends' signatures flooded across the board.

But Jay Chou didn't even have a refutation this time.

no way.

I'm really used to it.

At first, he was quite happy when A Xin kept bringing several boxes of things for him to sign.

I feel that... I am particularly proud in front of my friends.

But as time goes by, you will know.

His signature, among his friends, is just a... souvenir with some value.

Or you can easily make hundreds or even thousands of favors.

In the second-hand market, God knows how many people were deceived and bankrupted by the Erdao dealer who sold his own autographs in the early years.

His current signatures are notoriously worthless.

Xu Xin also followed suit and felt that he had done something quite glorious.

Holding a cup, you have to clink glasses with the master of suffering.

Jay Chou didn't even look at it:

"Get lost."

"okay."

Xu Xin, who was asking for trouble, nodded.

Jay Chou suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone and said:

"Hey, I'll send you a script."

"good."

Xu Xin didn't care either.

After receiving the email, I asked:

"what story?"

"Musicals. I've been very interested in this aspect recently. I plan to make one."

Xu Xin was stunned and asked:

"Are you your own director?"

"Yes. It's me! Hannah really likes the movie "Singin' in the Rain". I want to make a movie with her and give it to her."

"..."

The corners of Xu Xin's mouth began to twitch.

Look at him first, then look at Wang Sicong...

"Are you two sick?"

Unable to bear it anymore, he started to complain:

"One opened a KTV and named it after his girlfriend, and the other..."

"Fiancée, thank you."

After hearing Wang Sicong's correction, Xu Xin ignored him and continued:

"One of you wants to make a movie with your girlfriend? You two will die if you don't get involved, right? What do you want Lao Lang to do?"

Wang Sicong sneered:

"You should think about what you should do, right? Lao Lang will start a charity piano world tour in the second half of the year, including Africa, and will tour the world with Gina to do charity and increase his popularity."

"..."

Xu Xin was stunned and asked in surprise:

"How do you know it?"

"He told me that."

Hearing this, Xu Xin looked at Jay Chou again:

"you know too?"

"I know."

"Wait a minute...you know, you know, but I don't know!? What do you mean? Are you isolating me?"

"It's not so much isolation. It's just that we're not used to hanging out with married people."

"Okay, okay..."

Xu Xin said and picked up the phone:

"I was chatting with Brother Qi. I miss her."

"Father!!!"

Wang Sicong quickly snatched away his mobile phone:

"Let's stop making trouble, I've been preparing for this surprise for almost two years!"

Xu Xinxin said I still can’t cure you bastard?

She glanced at him proudly, then suddenly remembered something, turned to Jay Chou and asked:

"How is the matter with your vocal teacher?"

"We just met last week."

When it comes to business matters, Jay Chou is obviously very serious:

"We chatted for a while and it seemed pretty good. Hannah actually just came back from Japan yesterday. She went to see the professor with my live concert videos that I had recorded since my debut. During this period, he knew how to

I will adjust my singing style according to the changes in my voice when I debut. But this process will be long, it may take one to two years, which is quite a long time."

"But it will have an effect? ​​Right. Just like the God of Song."

"Well... and, actually, my spondylitis may gradually affect my voice as I grow older... I did realize that it was too late. If it had been earlier, the effect might have been better.

But it’s not bad now.”

"That's fine. You should be diligent and listen to Kun Ling. The voice is indeed the life of a singer, so you have to start adjusting it quickly."

"Okay, I understand. Hey, please help me read the script. If there are no problems, I will start preparations after the concert next year."

"good."

While they were chatting, the door behind them was pushed open.

Lang Lang walked in alone.

"Um?"

"...?"

"????"

The three of them were stunned.

Xu Xin asked subconsciously:

"Where's Gina?"

"We went shopping in Taikoo Li. Brother Qi and Kun Ling met her at the door and took her away directly."

Lang Lang said something casually.

But Wang Sicong’s face changed:

"Brother Qi is downstairs!? Is she going through the front door or the side door?"

"What happened to the main entrance?"

Lang Lang looked puzzled.

"Damn it! She...she didn't look at the front door, did she?"
To be continued...