Teacher Jin's voice over there should be a little hoarse when he talks too much on the phone.
When he heard that it was Ning Yunxi, Teacher Jin was happy and congratulated: "Teacher Ning, I said that your Chencheng must be the best. Look, it's out of stock. Your child's tape is sold out. Call me, you should know the good news, right?"
Ning Yunxi nodded: "Yes, we want to ask if you have any other place?"
"No more, my old man and I were all taken away by my son and grandson and took them to their house." Teacher Jin said.
"Teacher Jin, really didn't?" Ning Yunxi felt a chill in his heart. What will she and her husband do now?
"No. I haven't stopped the phone call from morning to night today, and everyone comes to ask for it. My husband and I can't change the problem. It is issued according to the set and it is impossible to split it. So, my husband and I only gave you one box for this reason, and we are afraid that it may be sold out."
Teacher Jin's next sentence really surprised Ning Yunxi and his family.
"Teacher Jin, you deliberately gave us a box, are you afraid that you will sell it out?"
"Isn't it? Like other children's houses, we are all given the same boxes of their children as a few boxes or dozens of boxes. We are afraid that we can't sell them. The result confirmed my husband and I'm predicting."
"No, you shouldn't leave us a few more boxes when you're afraid of selling out?" Ning Yunxi and the group of people here were really crying.
Teacher Jin came back to his senses and thought: "It seems that what you said is right. But my husband and I were thinking about it at the time. What should we do when we can't buy it? It's better to leave more for the market. We understand the mood of fans very well."
In this way, Meng Chencheng's box is actually more than other children on the market, and it ends up selling out of stock.
"That's it." Teacher Jin said affirmatively, "Who made your Meng Chencheng's throat? To be honest, Teacher Ning, I haven't heard such a throat for many years. This is a gift from God. I have said it a long time ago, you should believe me. I have been in the music industry for so many years, can I not look at people?"
"Teacher Jin, yes, you are Bole Xiangma."
"It's right for you to believe me. Teacher Ning. Remember, when the time comes, I will take your Chencheng to my house and I will teach her vocal music myself."
"But this tape—"
"No more. There is no original version, so I can only rip it by myself. I said this to my son and grandson. There is only one box, and I need to return it to us after hearing it. I have to rip it by myself. Of course, if I rip it by myself, the quality is not as good as the original version. But I can only do this."
"Can't you let it go?" Miao Zhengqing couldn't help but approach and ask.
"This one set, the others are not sold well, and they probably won't be released again." Teacher Jin said with a sigh and anger, "So I said early in the morning, who has benefited from whom!"
Ning Yunxi's hand that hung on the microphone couldn't help but tremble, and turned around and looked at her husband: What should I do? Now it's-
Others may not give it to you first, but Junjun Hou must give it to you. In this way, the second son abroad is again-
Doctor Fu said at this moment: "Our box is for Commander Hou."
Wenwen's mother heard this and rushed up to stop him: "What did you say? Our family only has one box."
Chapter completed!