The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 70

Both Zheng Fan and Yixing breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Luo Jie appear.

"You kid, what's the matter? The phone can't get through!"

Regardless of the muddy water on Luo Jie's body, Zhang Yixing hugged him heavily, while Zheng Fan stood aside with a smile.

The way the two express their feelings is different, after all, Zheng Fan belongs to the Tie Han Han Men Sao type.

"I...I don't want to go..."

Luo Jie's voice was very small, but it sounded like thunder to Zheng Fan's ears.

"What? Why? What happened?"

Zheng Fan's set of three in a row showed how anxious he was.

"Brother Fan, don't worry, let Xiaojie speak slowly." Seeing that Luo Jie's tears were about to fall, Yixing said hastily.

"My cow has given birth and I want to take care of the calf at home..."

"Confused, you are confused, you...you..."

Before Zheng Fan could say anything, Uncle Luo stood up and raised his hand to hit Luo Jie.

"Hey, uncle, don't get excited."

Seeing Uncle Luo trembling with anger, Zheng Fan hurriedly stepped forward to hold him back.

"You still have me and your aunt at home, what are you worrying about? You...are you trying to piss me off, you? Ah?"

Uncle Luo pointed at Luo Jie and cursed tremblingly, "This is all you have, you...I'll beat you to death!"

Luo Jie's tears were already falling, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle, you have taken care of me and my dad for so many years, and my mother is not in good health recently, I want you to be lighter."

"you you…"

Seeing that the uncle was so angry that he could not speak, Zheng Fan winked at Zhang Yixing and asked him to comfort Uncle Luo, while he himself pulled Luo Jie out.

Rain mixed with tears, fell from Roger's face.

Looking at Luo Jie in front of him, Zheng Fan didn't know how to persuade him even though he had thousands of words to say.

"Xiaojie, being an older brother shouldn't interfere with your housework, but think about it, if you just graze cows and raise calves at home like this, can you be worthy of your uncle? Can you be worthy of raising money?" Is it a villager who gives you living expenses?"

Zheng Fan approached Luo Jie, staring closely at Luo Jie's eyes.

"If you give up halfway like this, not only will your future life be fixed, but the hard work of everyone in your village will be in vain!"

"If you really want to be filial to your family, why don't you go for it? How much money can you earn in a year by herding cattle every day and weaving bamboo baskets? If you win the championship..."

Luo Jie suddenly interrupted Zheng Fan and shouted: "Brother Fan, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't get a good ranking, woooo~ I'm afraid I won't get a penny and waste so much travel money!"

Zheng Fan was somewhat silent after hearing this.

Luo Jie is a typical person who has never seen the world. He has lived in this remote and poor village since he was a child. How did he know that as long as he is willing, he will have a lot of money right away.

"Luo Jie, let me ask you, if you sell the original singing rights to the song you wrote about your father for 50 yuan, will you sell it?"

"how much is it?"

Luo Jie was a little dazed, and looked at Zheng Fan in disbelief.

"50! The price is that the original singer is no longer you, but someone else!"

"Sell, I'll sell, Brother Fan, who wants to buy?"

Luo Jie was a little excited, like a man who fell into the water and saw the driftwood and wanted to catch it at all costs. Maybe for him, not to mention the original song rights, as long as he can sell them for money, all the copyrights can be sold. .

Reaching out and patted Luo Jie's shoulder, Zheng Fan said: "Follow me back to Shang Hai first, and I promise you that I will sell it to you within two days at most!"

When Zheng Fan and the others set off for Shanghai, the rain had stopped.

They went to Luo Jie's house and met Luo Jie's father.

That was a tall man who used to be the backbone of the family, holding up a sky for young Luo Jie.

It's just that now he is plagued by illness and his body is weakened, which makes people feel distressed when they see it.

When Zheng Fan and the others bid farewell to Luo Jie's father, he said to Zheng Fan: "This kid sometimes loses his temper. If he makes a mistake outside, don't spoil him, beat him hard, he is tough."

Zheng Fan gently patted the old man's palm and said, "Okay!"

Before leaving, Zheng Fan asked the driver to open the trunk of the taxi.

It was full of noodles, oil, and meat.

In a certain bag of flour, there was a large stack of hundred-yuan bills.

"Uncle, don't worry, we will take good care of Xiaojie, and you should also pay attention to your health. Believe me, Xiaojie will have a great future!"

After helping his uncle and his family unload their belongings from the car, Zheng Fan solemnly spoke to Uncle Luo.

"Use these things first. I'll write my phone number on this piece of paper. If you have anything to do at home, just call me."

Uncle Luo was already so excited that he didn't know what to say. The man who had dealt with Zhuangchang all his life could only hold Zheng Fan's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"Alright, Xiaojie... Xiaojie has someone to protect him, so I don't worry, I don't worry!"

"You kid, you have to remember today, you have to remember the kindness of your two brothers today, even if you risk your life to repay it, do you hear me?"

Luo Jie nodded, held the aunt's hand tightly, and memorized the uncle's words word by word in his heart.

On the way back, Luo Jie learned about the ruggedness of the road from the driver's master, and almost shed tears again.

A proper little crying bag.

"Don't worry about family matters. What you have to do now is to go back and have a good rest, and then use your best state to meet the game."

"No matter what happens, you and I will still be there, brother Yixing, you know?"

Luo Jie listened to Zheng Fan's words and nodded heavily.

He is a child from the countryside, and he values ​​both love and righteousness. He doesn't know how to repay Zheng Fan and Zhang Yixing, but he knows that he will do his best and will not disappoint those who care about him.

Thank you, thank you!
Luo Jie kept telling himself in his heart, to work hard, to work hard! !
……

"Sister-in-law, come quickly, the show is on."

Su Linlin, who was busy in the kitchen, replied, "Wait a minute, this dish is almost ready."

"Hey, don't copy my sister-in-law, come and watch, my brother is on TV!! By the way, I have to tell my parents to let them watch on time."

Lu Ling, who was nestled on the sofa, was extremely excited. This is her brother, and he is on TV!

"Come here, you girl, don't you want to eat?"

Su Linlin, who was so quarreled by Lu Ling, had to turn off the fire and sit on the sofa.

"Hey, what are you going to eat? I'm full just looking at my brother!"

Su Linlin, who heard this, smiled and was speechless. My sister-in-law, wait a minute, why is she suddenly jealous?

At the same time, in the club activity room of Kyoto University, Xiaotu Xiaonan prepared snacks early, gathered around with a few friends, and watched the program on a tablet computer.

"I'm telling you, Brother Fan's wife has a really good figure. She has a curvy front and back. Wow, even a woman like me gets excited when she sees her."

Xiao Nan couldn't stop eating potato chips, and told her friends about her trip to Shanghai.

"Don't mention it soon, you drunkard, you didn't frighten people."

The little rabbit on the side ruthlessly demolished the stage, making the friends next to him laugh out loud.

In the strange fish headquarters, Lin Zhiwei and Wang Fang also turned on the computer.

In a certain hotel, Xuan Xuan took out his notebook...

A sales office office...

Lingling Supermarket...

In a villa in Shanxi...

Whether at home or at work, people who knew the original singer's program used their mobile phones or TVs to find the Southeast Satellite TV channel.

(End of this chapter)