He saw Zhao Yuanwen's message.
Zhao Jinmai was confused.
"Why is Grandpa telling me this?”
She was just curious about how good the tea could be, but Grandpa gave her a string of irrelevant answers.
Zhao Jinmai shook his head and decided not to think about it for now.
At this moment, a message popped up.
"I heard that the tour group we signed up for the elders has a stranger. Is it unsafe?"”
This group was formed by a few celebrities to make it easier for them to know the schedules of their elders.
They were also worried about the safety of their elders. In order to report their whereabouts at all times, if anything happened, they would know each other.
Soon, a new message popped up.
Reba: " I also heard from my mother that he is a young man. There shouldn't be any problems."”
Looking at their chat history and thinking of the message his grandfather had just sent, Zhao Jinmai quickly typed on the keyboard.
A message was sent over." My grandfather just told me that this stranger is quite nice. They were just drinking tea together."”
"Shall we have tea together?"
Zhang Zifeng: " I just called my grandma and heard about this. I didn't expect this young man to be drinking tea with us."”
"@ YangMi, Sister Mi, did your dad go for tea too?”
“......”
Zhang Zifeng's people did not respond for a long time.
At this moment, Zhao Jinmai sent a message: "I had a video call with my grandfather just now. There were only four people drinking tea together. Zi Feng's father, Reba's father, my grandfather, and that young man.”
Zhang Zifeng,[Why does it feel like this young man has integrated into the group of the elderly?]”
Zhao Jinmai: " It's lively with more people. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's not lonely for the elders to gather together.”
Zhang Zifeng: [There hasn't been any news from Sister Mi these few days. She hasn't replied to any messages in the group.]”
Reba: " Sister Mi has been preparing a new song since last month. It looks like she's not done yet.”
......
A few people in the group were chatting enthusiastically.
At this time, Yang Mi was sitting in the office, looking at the lyrics sent by a lyricist named Xu Yi, frowning.
"What kind of words are these?"
Yang Mi's face darkened as she sent him a message.
"Are there any other lyrics? I don't think the lyrics of this song suit me.”
In fact, she did not like the lyrics, but she could not say that the lyrics were bad. After all, Xu Yi was a famous lyricist in the entire music industry.
Xu Yi didn't reply to his message and called him directly.
"Ring, ring, ring-"
The phone rang. Yang Mi held the mouse in one hand and picked up the phone with the other.
"Sister Mi, aren't the lyrics of this song good enough?”
Xu Yi was on the verge of breaking down. He had been working on the lyrics for Yang Mi's new song for a month.
But every time he did, he would be beaten back.
Every time, the reason for not being adopted was "unsuitable".
Yang Mi rubbed her temples and grunted. Then, she said apologetically," I'm sorry. It's my problem. The lyrics didn't quite meet my expectations.”
Xu Yi was furious.
Although Yang Mi said that it was her fault, Xu Yi couldn't tell.
Didn't Yang Mi just say that her lyrics weren't good?!
As a professional lyricist, Xu Yi had encountered difficult celebrities before.
However, this was the first time someone had said that the lyrics she had written did not meet her expectations.
Xu Yi was not a good-tempered person.
There were so many singers in the entertainment industry, and he did not expect to earn money from Yang Mi alone.
"Then there's nothing else to say. You can find someone else.”
After saying that, Xu Yi hung up.
Yang Mi frowned and looked at the phone that was hung up, but she didn't say anything.
At most, he would just change the lyricist.
Yang Mi heaved a sigh of relief. Before she put down her phone, she saw a message pop up in the group.
At this moment, there were already dozens of messages in the group.
She skimmed through it briefly from the beginning.
"Young man?"
Looking at the messages in the group, he muttered.
She didn't think too much about it. As for what her parents were doing in Hangzhou now, she didn't need to think to know.
One was definitely shopping while the other was writing calligraphy.
The work at hand was the most important.
Thinking of this, Yang Mi put down her phone and started contacting the lyricist again.
.......
Meanwhile, in Hangzhou.
Outside a four-star hotel.
A few uncles and aunties chattered as they walked towards the hotel.
"There are quite a lot of shopping malls nearby. The dress I bought just now was really cheap.”
"Let's eat nearby tonight.”
"Sure. If the tour group doesn't arrange meals, we can book a big private room for so many people.”
One second, they were still talking about dinner. The next second, the topic changed. Aunt Zhao suddenly said," I wonder if those old men have finished their tea.”
"It's enough. I saw that there's a lounge on the first floor of the hotel. You can sing, play chess, and drink tea.”
Auntie Zhang shook her head as she spoke. She couldn't understand what was so good about the tea.
After getting off the plane, he didn't even say that he wanted to go out for a walk.
Did they sign up for a tour group so that they could change places to drink tea?
As they spoke, they had already taken the elevator.
They returned to their respective rooms.
A second ago, Mrs. Yang was still smiling and chatting with the auntie next door.
The next second, he pushed open the door.
The pungent smell of chemicals assaulted his senses.
He saw the puddle of black ink on the ground and the rice paper covered with words on the table.
Mrs. Yang shook her head helplessly." The floor is dirty. Be careful when you write."”
Yang Chengguang was shocked when he heard the voice.
He was too engrossed in his calligraphy work and did not hear anyone enter.
She looked down and saw that the ink had spilled all over the floor.
However, he had brought a lot of ink this time.
In order to bring it on the plane, he even specially packed a few bottles.
"I didn't pay attention. I was too engrossed in writing.”As Yang Chengguang spoke, he took out a few pieces of paper and placed them on the ground to wipe them.
Mrs. Yang walked in and threw the clothes she bought on the bed.
He walked to Yang Chengguang's side and peeked his head out to take a look." This time, it's written in regular script?”
At the mention of calligraphy, Yang Chengguang's eyes lit up." Yeah, look at my running-regular script this time. I still have to thank our daughter for signing us up. Otherwise, where would I get the inspiration?"”
Yang Chengguang said cheerfully and took out his phone to take a photo.
Then, he sent the piece of calligraphy that he was very proud of to Yang Mi.
Aunt Yang couldn't understand calligraphy either, but this old man wrote it every day. After a long time, she could also understand it.
"Don't disturb your daughter for now. I've already told Sister Zhang and the others that we'll go downstairs to the entertainment room to exercise.”
"Activity room?" Yang Chengguang rolled his eyes and seemed to have thought of something. He continued," I'll go too!”
With that, Yang Chengguang began to pack up the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
"I want to take my words down and show them!”
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