Chapter 92

Chu Ye just casually mentioned that he didn't really want to invite Yang Wenyan to sing.

After all, in his opinion, Yang Wenyan's talent as a singer is actually average. His songs are too mediocre and drift with the tide, which is not amazing enough.

After talking and laughing with South Vietnam, he left first.

Nanyue insisted on sending him out of the community. When he came back, he strolled around the community and became more and more satisfied with the place Chu Ye chose.

Although this community is old, they live in middle-aged and elderly people, and children are rare.

But everywhere is green and luxuriant. Needless to say, Feng Shui is also excellent, forming a natural spirit array.

Practicing here will not improve quickly, but it will definitely be very comfortable.

Ordinary people who have lived here for a long time are also easy to live long and healthy.

Although she will unconsciously absorb the aura here during practice.

However, her wooden spiritual roots will also be returned here. The vegetation is prosperous and evergreen, and ordinary people are refreshing.

It can be said that mutual benefit and endless cycle.

South Vietnam all the way back, breathing a lot lighter.

In this way, Mo Lvlv has packed his luggage, washed his hands, and is ready to go out to buy vegetables and come back to cook.

"Miss Nan, what would you like to eat?"

Looking at Mo lvlu's flattering eyes, Nanyue smiled gently: "I'm not picky about food, I can eat anything."

"OK," Mo Lulu quickly nodded and rubbed his hands. "I can only cook some home-made dishes. Don't dislike Miss Nan."

"Just call me Nanyue," said Nanyue, pointing to the sofa. "Don't hurry. Sit down and talk."

Mo Lvlv was a little nervous. He didn't dare to sit full on the sofa. He only sat at the edge.

"Since brother ye said that you are my work and life assistant, I will double your salary before the next assistant comes."

"But there are a few rules to follow."

"First, just do what I ask you to do and what you should do. Don't be too curious."

"Second, I can't mention all the trifles in my life to anyone, including brother Ye."

"Three, don't lie to me. Don't think I'm a few years younger than you."

"Last, I like quiet. You should wear headphones when you watch plays and listen to songs in your room. Just make a quiet call."

These are very strict at first glance, carefully pondered, but they are basically the requirements that should be done.

For a moment, Mo Lvlv was restrained by the aura implied in the gentle smile of South Vietnam. After a long time, he remembered and said, "I see."

From the very beginning, she didn't dare to underestimate South Vietnam. She felt completely that she was the young man.

"Well, give me your cell phone number and I'll transfer you some money. In addition to three meals a day, I'll add some common daily necessities."

In terms of money, South Vietnam has no intention to say more. On the one hand, it believes in Chu Ye's vision of selecting people.

On the other hand, if Mo Lvlv is really greedy for small and cheap, she can see it at any time.

After Mo Lvlv went out, South Vietnam roughly collected his luggage, then paved a yoga mat and split a fork on it to see the films made by famous director Mu Lao before.

See the transition plot and chat with 005.

[Xiao Wu, can you compose music?]

[host, yes, but for a fee.]

[... Oh, forget it.]

Nanyue thought that he was a person who had studied the rhythm, and he could try his best to write words.

It's just that you can't play a modern song out of thin air with a Guqin. After all, art schools don't teach this.

Then she has to wait. Chu Ye finds a suitable composition, and then she tries to fill in an ancient song.

In this way, at least it can slightly reduce Chu Ye's burden. He can't go to his own company and grab the songs of other artists.

Just thinking, a text message came in.

It was sent by Chai Wentao. She was asked to audition tomorrow afternoon. The specific time and place were sent together.