After Zhang Xu's feet stopped going numb, Fang Jin and the other three walked out of the lecture hall.
Kang Jiayu was already waiting outside. When she saw the three people coming out, she asked, "How are you doing in your studies?"
Noila Mo nodded seriously: "I have learned everything the teacher said!"
"Xiaoyun is so awesome."
Kang Jiayu looked at Fang Jin: "Let's go eat first and take you to meet my grandpa by the way."
Hearing this, Zhang Xu's feet were numb again (this time they were really numb). He felt a little embarrassed: "Jiayu, I won't go. I'm afraid your grandpa won't like to see me..."
Kang Jiayu comforted softly: "Are you worried about scolding my grandfather last time? Don't worry, it won't have any impact at all."
Zhang Xu was shocked: "Really?"
Kang Jiayu nodded: "Of course it's true, because my grandfather doesn't take you seriously at all."
Zhang Xu burst into tears instantly.
Although this is a good thing, why do I feel more uncomfortable...
Under the leadership of Kang Jiayu, several people went to the canteen.
After queuing up for their meal, several people took their plates to a table in the corner of the restaurant, where an old man sat.
Kang Lieguang chewed the food slowly, looked at Fang Jin sitting next to him with interest, and said with a smile: "Why do you only eat so much? Can you be full?"
Fang Jin lowered his head and looked at his plate where food was piled into a small mountain, and said sheepishly: "I'm losing weight recently."
As he said that, he picked up a piece of red-colored braised fat meat and put it into his mouth, chewing it hard.
Kang Lieguang: "..."
The last time I was so speechless, Sulian hadn't disintegrated yet.
Zhang Xu on the side hesitated for a long time, and finally said bravely: "Mr. Kang, I apologize to you. It was me who was rude last time..."
Kang Lieguang said calmly: "I almost forgot about this, so you don't need to remind me again."
Zhang Xu smiled and ate without talking.
Kang Lieguang looked at Mo Xiaoyun again, with a kind smile on his face: "Xiaoyun, is the food here delicious?"
Noila Mo puffed out his cheeks and nodded: "Good time!"
Kang Lieguang smiled even more happily: "How about eating here from now on?"
Mo Xiaoyun: "Yeah!"
Kang Jiayu, who was sitting next to Mo Xiaoyun, said helplessly: "Grandpa, how can I kidnap a child like you? It's still uncertain which way Xiaoyun will develop in the future. It still depends on her own choice."
Kang Lieguang smiled and shook his head: "When did you, girl, think more than me? That's all... By the way, what happened to your father's plan to arrange a position for Fang Jin?"
Although she was very reluctant to admit that Kang Yong was her father, Kang Jiayu definitely couldn't hold back in front of her grandfather.
Kang Jiayu glanced at Fang Jin, who was immersed in hard work, and said: "We have already discussed it. I will take up the position of music director. I usually come to the company to sit for a while when I have nothing to do. Others are responsible for work matters..."
"How can this be done?" Kang Lieguang interrupted dissatisfiedly: "Work must look like work. How can you not do your own work and let others do it for you? Just sit in your position and do your best. Since you don't have the ability, then
It's better to just give up the position and let capable people do it! What do you mean by having a false reputation but doing nothing?"
Zhang Xu rushed to answer: "I know! This is called occupying the latrine and not shitting!"
The atmosphere on the court became colder. Several people put down their chopsticks and looked at the little genius expressionlessly.
Kang Lieguang squinted: "Your name is Zhang Xu, right?"
Zhang Xu lowered his head: "...I was wrong."
Kang Jiayu spoke up and brought the topic back on track: "Grandpa, we have also considered the issue you mentioned. It is not that Fang Jin does nothing in a false name. His job is to write songs. But with his ability and current situation
Given his reputation, the position he was given was too small to be justified..."
Kang Lieguang listened to Kang Jiayu's words, pondered for a while, and nodded: "That's right, let's take a look at it first, and then adjust it if it is really inappropriate. What do you think, Xiao Fang?"
Xiao Fang?
Fang Jin raised his head, which was immersed in hard work: "Me? I can do it. Just watch and come."
Kang Lieguang nodded with satisfaction: "Well, he is free and easy, bold, and eclectic. He is indeed a figure who can create a new genre."
Fang Jin: "..."
Why are you bringing this up again?
Kang Lieguang patted Fang Jin's shoulder gently and said: "I heard from Lao Zhang yesterday about Xia Guofeng. This is a great idea. We should pay attention to it. Don't suppress your talents and do it boldly! If this
If the matter is really settled, I can consider taking you to the 'Three Yin Club' to experience it."
Sanyinhui?!
Hearing this, Zhang Xu and Kang Jiayu looked at each other in shock and held their breath.
Fang Jin wondered: "What is Sanyin Club?"
Kang Lieguang showed an indifferent expression and explained: "It's just a small gathering where a group of old men recite poetry, drink wine, and listen to music."
Fang Jin: "Oh, then I won't go..."
Zhang Xu covered Fang Jin's mouth, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Go, Brother Fang! This is a big opportunity!"
Kang Jiayu said in surprise: "Really, grandpa? Are you going to take Fang Jin to this year's 'Three Yin' meeting?"
Kang Lieguang waved his hand: "I can't take him there if I want. Although his songs are very good, he can at least hum a couple of poems from the past."
Kang Jiayu was full of confidence: "Fang Jin's lyric writing skills are so good, he must be good at writing poems!"
Fang Jin broke free from Zhang Xu's clutches and said helplessly: "Let me tell you, did our topic go too fast? Didn't we just talk about work? Why are we writing poetry again now?"
Kang Jiayu glared at Fang Jin fiercely.
This guy really doesn’t know how to wink at all!
"It's really a bit too urgent. It's okay as long as you know this." Kang Lieguang stood up and said to Kang Jiayu: "Okay, I won't nag you anymore. Xiaoyu, go pick up your mother in a few days.
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Kang Jiayu's expression suddenly became unnatural: "Well, I know."
Kang Lieguang said in a coaxing tone: "Xiaoyu, the whole family has nothing to say to each other. You should stop hiding from your dad all day long. It's time for you to reconcile."
Kang Jiayu remained silent.
Seeing this, Kang Lieguang sighed: "Your dad is not as ruthless as you think. Do you know what he thought about the most when you two were in the ring last time?"
Kang Jiayu blurted out: "Of course he is thinking about how to defeat me!"
Kang Lieguang gave her a meaningful look and said something meaningless: "It seems that your father did it."
Kang Jiayu said angrily and aggrievedly: "Grandpa, what do you mean? Are you trying to say that he lost to me on purpose?"
The old man shook his head and walked away with the empty dinner plate.
Silly girl, haven’t you understood yet?
What can defeat capital can only be stronger capital.
Seeing Kang Lieguang's disappearing back, Kang Jiayu sat at the dining table angrily, unable to eat anymore.
Defeating Kang Yong with bare hands was her proudest thing, and she could not bear anyone to tarnish this hard-won victory.
On the side, Zhang Xu was constantly instilling in Fang Jin the great things about the Sanyin Society: "September 9th every three years is the traditional Tongxuan Day of the Xia Kingdom. On this day, people have to drink alcohol.
Composing poems and dispelling evil spirits, this is where the Sanyin Club comes from. After a long period of evolution, today’s Sanyin Club has become a gathering of top tycoons at home and abroad. Participating in the Sanyin Club is an event in itself.
It's a great thing worth the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves. If I'm lucky enough to meet a few big guys, I'll just take off right where I am!"
Fang Jin: "Oh~ That's it! It's so awesome!"
None of my business.
Zhang Xu said excitedly: "So, Brother Fang, you must participate in the Three Yin Association. This will be very beneficial to your future development!"
Noila Mo: "Brother, I can't eat anymore."
Fang Jin took the meal that Mo Xiaoyun couldn't eat, and said to Zhang Xu while eating: "Three Yin Club is going to compose poems, right? But I can't compose poems."
That's impossible, labor and management can slap you all with just a poem from their minds!
But Fang Jin didn't want to do this. Just copying songs and scripts had already caused him a lot of trouble. If he copied poems again, he would be too busy.
"Writing poetry is very easy! Let me compose one for you." Zhang Xu cleared his throat and said seriously: "The weather is good today, very good. How good is it? Mosquitoes bite everywhere."
Fang Jin: "...How many years has it been since your Chinese teacher died? Aren't you afraid that he would come to you to tutor you at night?"
Noila Mo covered her mouth and laughed.
Kang Jiayu, who was eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, almost suffered internal injuries.
Zhang Xu scratched his head in embarrassment: "I just made it up casually, Brother Fang, how about you do it?"
Fang Jin shook his head: "No, no, I can't write poetry."
After finishing the meal chatting and laughing, Kang Jiayu went to do other things, such as the planning of the second phase of Wonderful Voice, Fang Jin's entry procedures, and looking for candidates for Fang Jin's assistant.
Fang Jin and the other three went to the lecture hall to continue their studies.
The afternoon passed quickly.
The sun gradually sets in the west, and the afterglow cast on the ground lengthens people's shadows.
The four people who came out of the Honghuo Building went to the stall to buy some snacks, and sat in the white Masha while eating and chatting.
Kang Jiayu still chose to take the Huanhai Highway back, facing the sunset, accompanied by the waves, playing music, and driving in a happy mood.
Zhang Xu sat in the passenger seat, and because the snacks blocked his mouth, he didn't tell any funny jokes.
Fang Jin sat behind the driver's seat this time because he wanted to watch the sea.
Noila Mo held Fang Jin's arm, and the two of them looked at the endless sea in trance.