Restart the Flying Age

Even if she is discouraged, Ding Tiantian seems to make people happy and bright.

This is the healing aura that the silly white sweet girl is born with.

Tang Yan also squeezed a smile and soothed: "Sweet, you really don't have to compare with the golden retriever cat. You think, 2.4 million families will stare at you and look up and down in the next year. Your popularity will definitely increase greatly!"

"Is it popularity as a calendar girl..."

Everyone couldn't help but smile.

Tang Yan continued to persuade: "Well, even if they don't know your name is Ding Tiantian. At least the calendars sell so well, the master will definitely not treat you badly. As for the golden retriever, the master will buy some cat food for it at most. Right. ,Grandmaster?"

Wu Tao nodded. The calendars sold so well this time, and the harvest exceeded expectations. He really didn't intend to swallow it alone.

For the sake of reason, Zhao Li and Ding Tiantian have to be shared.

Cai Lei echoed the gossip and said, "Master, how much money can Tiantian get?"

"It's about 10% of the income." Wu Tao said an approximate figure.

As soon as the voice fell, the private room was filled with envy and exclamation one after another.

Although everyone doesn't know the specific profit of 10%, the profit of 2.4 million calendars should be no less.

Then one-tenth of the profit will never be a small amount, it may cost tens of thousands.

Of course, Wu Tao knows that the net profit of each calendar is 1 yuan, so Ding Tiantian deserves about 200,000 yuan.

However, just when everyone was planning to cast envy, jealousy and hatred on Ding Tiantian, Ding Tiantian put her hands on her cheeks, put them on her slender legs, and indifferently uttered a word that shocked the audience.

"I don't want money."

The audience was completely silent.

After a while, Cai Lei was the first to come back to her senses, "Wait, Tiantian, do you know how much this profit will be?"

"I don't know, why should I know?" Ding Tiantian turned her face to look at her girlfriend.

Tang Yan couldn't help but continued: "Master, he is not short of this amount of money, you don't have to have a psychological burden if you hold it."

"When I promised to shoot that work, it was purely a help." Ding Tiantian explained, and then seriously said to Wu Tao: "I really don't need money."

This look almost drives Cai Lei and Tang Yan crazy.

However, Ding Tiantian still looks indifferent.

What a silly girl!

Wu Tao smiled and said, "I'll talk about this later, isn't it today to sing for the festival?"

Regarding singing, Zhao Li did her part, so she clicked on the song "Long Dependence".

Tang Yan immediately glanced at Wu Tao and An Rong, preparing for the goosebumps.

They are all from Class 4 of Binhu Middle School, and have a very clear understanding of the lethality of Zhao Li's love songs.

Cai Lei's suitor, a tall boy, wears glasses, and grabs the second song, "Tracker's Love".

For a time, the boos were like waves, causing Cai Lei to blush in public.

An Rong sat beside, peeling oranges quietly, without the intention of singing.

The newly opened karaoke is really real. At least the fruits in the fruit plate are full and round, not shoddy and inferior.

Wu Tao cut off two petals from the peeled apple and chewed in the mouth. Hey, it was really sweet.

As for the others, they all went to line up to order songs.

Let yourself and An Rong enjoy this delicious fruit plate happily.

However, they forgot Zhao Li's love song...

"You said that we are dependent on each other, why did you abandon me again..."

Wu Tao and An Rong were ready to close their ears, but they were attracted by the singing before they could get ready.

‘It seems, it seems, it’s really good...’

Zhao Li's singing voice not only lacks the rich humor and misery of the past, but also reveals a few clear and moving charms.

In other words, when she sang this song, it was no longer a disease-free groan, as if it had something to say.

Very good.

At the end of the song, before Zhao Li recovered, Cai Lei snatched the microphone.

Wu Tao quickly took the lead in applauding and applauded with a smile.

Then there was a rough roar, "Sister, sit on the bow, brother, I walk on the shore..."

Everyone decisively covered their ears, and their movements were surprisingly uniform.

Fortunately, Cai Lei also had a good expression, Le Tao Taodi and the man in glasses made meaningful expressions...

This is definitely a tragic ear abuse song, a pack of deadly dog ​​food with blood in the throat.

At the end of the song, the two of them had an unfinished gesture. That look makes one have to wonder that Christmas Eve tonight is likely to be their first night.

"No way, no way!" Tang Yan said exaggeratedly, patted her chest, "The little eyes are right, that Qiubo gave it away in the dark. I will be poisoned to death by this pair of dog men and women. Wu Tao, you and An Rong must click on a song and give it to you. We detoxify!"

"Yeah yeah……"

So the song "I Only Care About You" was inserted into the next song in advance.

Wu Tao and An Rong came to the stage, holding hands, without looking at each other, all eyes were on everyone.

Lyrics and tunes can still match every second.

An Rong, who is not good at revealing, sang this song, quite like Teresa Teng's demeanor with a relaxed attitude.

The kind of sweet, sweet to death, the air is entwined with this sticky smell.

It wasn’t until Ding Tiantian sang the girl’s version of "With You Along the Way" that this situation could be improved...

On Christmas Day, there was heavy snow in Beijiang.

In the drifting snowflakes, the students felt a rhythm of changes over the years.

New Year's Day is coming.

Although Christmas Eve and Christmas are not celebrated, New Year's Day is still to be celebrated. At least this means a new calendar year.

In response to the school’s call, each class organized a New Year’s Day celebration on the evening of the 31st, which is Sunday.

Many classes organized to watch the video, and many classes organized a cultural evening.

Lu Wei was also happy to use this opportunity to let the students relax once again. I just didn't know where he made a mistake with the tendons, so he chose the literary show.

Sunday night.

In the first grade of high school, all the desks are arranged in a circle.

The native Wu Di brought karaoke audio equipment and a lot of audio discs from his home, which seemed to be quite rich.

Li Cheng brought a few large packages of snacks from outside, including melon seeds, peanuts, oranges, and brown sugar.

The sky was getting dark, and the New Year's day party in the first grade of high school began.

Lu Wei gave a lighthearted opening remark, and then handed the microphone to Wu Di.

Since it is an evening party within the class, there is no pre-arrangement of the program, and it is purely on the initiative to play and improvise.

As a result, Wu Di sang a legend of the hungry wolf that others could not understand, and no one dared to sing on stage anymore.

Zhao Li seemed uncomfortable and didn't mean to raise her hand. While hesitating, Lu Wei said: "In order of student numbers, starting with Wu Tao! If you really don't know how to perform, just use poems to recite."

So a lot of people began to look through textbooks.

Wu Tao came to the stage and watched the tracks for a long time. Only one song "Back to the Past" could be sung completely.

So I chose.

"If I go back to the past and everything repeats itself, will I understand the point of life..."

This song is very suitable for his rebirth experience, so let's not say whether it is good or not, at least sincerely, bursts of applause broke out.

Next it was Yang Zili's turn.

This guy chose a long time in front of the stage crookedly, and finally picked a song, "Sorrowful Sorrow".

The whole class burst into laughter.

Yang Zili even said innocently that this song is similar to the background of "Back to the Past", and it was sung by singers who had squatted before. This is for me to maintain a high degree of unity with Wu Tao.

Nothing wrong.

But some classmates also shouted: "Why don't you sing "Tears under the Bar" directly?"

"I can't sing that song."

No matter what ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Zili pushed a thousand-degree lens, and still sang.

"Tears can't stop flowing, and can't stop flowing down..." The miserable look of the bashful eyebrows was very vivid.

The class laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up.

"Holding Wowotou in my hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish..."

Someone laughed and slumped under the table and thumped the ground desperately.

Even Zhao Li, who was uncomfortable, couldn't help holding Sun Xiaoyu, laughing so much that her stomach hurts.

But Yang Zili is still enjoying it. With such an on-site effect, he couldn't help his expression of triumph. When his eyes swept over Wu Tao, his eyebrows were picked one after another, as if he was asking: ‘How’s it going? Not worse than you, right? ’

Wu Tao responded with two thumbs, ‘you have won! ’

The next day, Yang Zili's name spread throughout the school. And his song has become a well-deserved swan song at the New Year's Day party...