sing to the boss

Chapter 198 You Should Say My Dad’s Surname is Qing
knock knock.

Tsing Yi was swiping his phone when he suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the table.

Looking up, it's...a handsome guy?
He was dressed in a decent gay purple, still in a suit, and with the nose of an airplane, it made his eyes a little hotter. The advantage was that he was good-looking, but he didn't particularly like the frivolity in his eyes.

With that haughty look, he thought someone owed him 800 million.

"Which one?"

Frowning, Tsing Yi spoke.

He hated that look.

"Are you Yan'er's little boy?"

There was provocation and arrogance in the other party's eyes.

Tsing Yi suddenly realized when he heard the words, he didn't expect to find him now, to know him, and he did a good job of preparing for coming.

After learning the result, he lost the interest to speak.

The other party's pale face proved to himself what it meant to be hollowed out.

"I was talking to you, but you...didn't you hear me?"

Tsing Yi's ignorance made this young master who was obviously from a big family burn with anger, and sneered.

Lifting his eyes slightly, Tsing Yi responded lightly:
"roll!"

More than once, I heard that someone had crooked thoughts about his wife, and the appearance of this guy also made someone who was in a good mood turn a little bad.

Have thoughts about my daughter-in-law and want Papa to give you a good face?

I'm sorry Papa's little temper doesn't allow Papa to do this.

Because now papa just wants to smoke you!
The corners of her lips curled slightly, and Tsing Yi focused her gaze on this extremely slack face, and said slowly: "You only have ten seconds to leave here, or you will bear the consequences yourself."

With that said, he threw a scrying spell on him.

Anyway, he is a villain, so I feel sorry for him for not leaving a name.

【Murong Zhen】

Realm: none
Overall strength: 1747
……

The comprehensive strength of 1747 is already very good on the earth, except for the existence of the level of the old principal hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, the number of extinct creatures on the earth is similar to that of extinct creatures, and there are only a few in the whole country.

He dared to fight anyone with infinite comprehensive strength, let alone this weak chicken.

Do not accept rebuttal.

Each world has its own division of power classes.

Even if he is an outsider.

On Earth, those who have realms do not necessarily have to be in the realm on the Tianwu Continent. Then the Earth would have been in chaos long ago.

When people from Earth come to the Tianwu Continent, they can kill even a small shrimp who is refining their Qi.

Everyone is mortal, and no one can escape the cycle of life and death.

This is a fact.

It's just the length of time to die.

Back at the scene, Murong Zhen saw that Tsing Yi was even crazier than him, so he laughed back in anger, and said indifferently: "You are the first person who dares to talk to me like that."

Oh?
Someone raised an eyebrow.

Then starting today, there will be a second one.

In the secular world, everyone is forbidden to do anything. No matter who dares to provoke authority, there is only one end.

Murong Zhen obviously knew the reason, and left a sentence with a sneer: "Do you dare to come out and fight with me?"

After speaking, he just left.

Tsing Yi is speechless, has this guy eaten too many brain fragments? !

It's really...

"Throw it out, don't get in the way here."

Tsing Yi said something lightly, then lowered her head and continued to look at the phone.

There weren't many people in the restaurant at this time, and they didn't attract too much attention. The two of them didn't speak loudly, and they didn't disturb anyone.

If such a thing happened on such an occasion, Murong really couldn't afford to lose the face of his young master.

Tsing Yi but it doesn't matter.

After talking, wait for the food to come up, and then eat your own food.

He believes that someone will take care of this matter.

Want to compare backers?
From start to finish, there was no further interruption.

Tsing Yi walked out of the restaurant with a calm face, looked at the figure in the distance with his legs upturned in the trash can together with countless people eating melons, smiled lightly, and then left.

"I'm really looking forward to the rest of my life..."

Tsing Yi left the back of the people behind him, and left this "place of right and wrong" leisurely.

Isn't it boring if no one comes out to make troubles?
……

This incident has little impact on Tsing Yi, it's just that he wanted to find a way out of his little temper at the beginning, and it will be fine after that.

Back home, Tsing Yi began to plan the itinerary.

The offline activities of Station D last for five days from the sixth day to the tenth day of the Lunar New Year. You can imagine how long it will last.

Since I am a diligent little bee, I should have the appearance of a little bee. I must prepare new works for my works.

By the way, are there too many new works recently?
It doesn't matter, it doesn't affect our mood.

How to be happy.

The selection of works is mainly based on ancient styles.

The up masters in each district of offline activities need to be on stage, and the ones with the most fans and the highest quality of works are selected.

He has a title, and if he goes on stage at will, he will be gossiped about.

It's really easy to get tangled...

Regarding the promotion, it is actually very simple. You only need to shoot a video or live broadcast to visit the headquarters of Station D to prove what it means to walk sideways.

Also just a little publicity.

The scope of exposure to ancient songs is not much, Tsing Yi selected a few of them with good quality opera tunes for singing.

Collaborative singing.

Work hard, put all the songs that can be sorted out in the file, and the preparation this time is also a preparation for the future.

It is much more convenient to carry the song when it is finished than to carry it at any time. As things gradually increase, he has to make more preparations.

The green pheasant is always a thorn, and the consequences of not pulling it out are unimaginable.

He couldn't afford it either.

There was no more live broadcast, Qing Yi worked hard for nearly half a day, listed many works, and put them on the computer together with the accompaniment.

"Tsk."

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, many popular songs in his previous life have already been included.

All that's left is recording.

Recording is no problem for him, it only takes a few minutes for a song.

On the basis of popularity, there is no such thing as a waste of masterpieces, but habitual neglect.

Among the songs, works such as "Blue Silk", "Pipa Xing", and "Tsing Yi" are all good.

Although the song "Tsing Yi" is the same as his name, it has another meaning in ancient times, and the two should not be confused.

Tsing Yi in ancient times refers to women.

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Seeing that he had plenty of time, Tsing Yi also recorded a few songs in succession before stopping.

"Jingle Bell."

He was in a good mood now that he was able to finish the follow-up matters. He glanced at the call, and it was the old man.

"Ok?"

Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows and answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Stinky boy, I heard that you bullied the young master of the Murong family?"

The old man's energetic voice clearly reached Qing Yi's ears through the mobile phone.

Tsing Yi curled her lips and said, "I thought it was something serious."

For example, the green pheasant.

Do you need to call back for such a small matter?

The old man choked, coughed slightly, and said, "I am a young master after all. If you throw him into the trash can, aren't you embarrassing the Qing family?"

"..."

Tsing Yi is a bit confused, why do you say that you have embarrassed the Qing family?
"You should tell him my father's surname is Qing."

The old man said slowly.

Tsing Yi: "..."

(End of this chapter)