"La Claw, you sing quite well."
"Really? Ahahaha, I think so too."
〖Haha, this song is simple. I will teach it to my baby.〗
〖LaZhua sings beautifully.〗
Ah, the watercolor-colored walls look so fresh.
〖What is tender?〗
"Little boy, don't ask questions."
"Muyang, you only teach Lazhua to sing, what about us?" Yang Xuejian suddenly spoke, looking at Chen Muyang with her beautiful fox eyes.
"Sister Xuejian, you'd better stop singing. You can't control it." Chen Muyang scratched his head embarrassedly.
"What do you mean? If you don't explain yourself clearly to me today, I'll make you suffer!" Yang Xuejian stood up suddenly, pretending to be angry, staring at Chen Muyang with her fox eyes.
Chen Muyang swallowed and was almost scared, all because Yang Xuejian suddenly stood up and her towering chest was shaking.
"Um, that's it... I'll write a song for you when I have time." Chen Muyang suddenly remembered a song in his memory.
"Really?" Yang Xue's eyes lit up when she saw those fox eyes. She had always wanted to sing and had asked many people to write songs for her, but she was always out of tune.
"real!"
"What about me? They all have it." Gao Yuanyuan refused to agree. They were all girls and should not be treated differently.
"Sister Yuanyuan, I have prepared something for you a long time ago. There is a TV series that you are particularly suitable for. When I was bored, I wrote a script and will show it to you tomorrow." Chen Muyang clapped his hands and suddenly became a little excited.
"Really?" Gao Yuanyuan was also a little happy. After all, after she got married, few people asked her to film TV shows.
"You can also write scripts?" Yang Xuejian asked with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.
How come this person knows so much?
"I understand a little, a little." Chen Muyang said modestly.
Yang Xuejian rolled her eyes and said that she would know when she read the script.
Chen Muyang wants to write a song for Yang Xuejian? Is he serious?
"Big Mimi singing? Ghost listening to worry."
〖Chen Muyang can also write scripts?〗
"I hope it's true, so I can see my wife Yuanyuan on TV again."
〖The man surnamed Zhao, the hatred of having his wife stolen is unforgivable!〗
〖Me too.〗
〖Me too!〗
Finally, Chen Muyang also joined the wall-painting battle, and Song Zhuer smeared paint on his face.
I worked on painting the walls for more than two hours and it was almost six o'clock when I finally finished painting the room.
"You guys go wash up first. I'll go home and get some vegetables, then come back to cook." Chen Muyang said as he walked out.
…
"Grandma." Chen Muyang returned home and saw his grandmother rolling mud balls made of mud mixed with manure water, which were used to grow corn seedlings.
"Why are you planting all this again? I told you to rest more."
"What will we eat if we don't grow chickens and ducks?" said grandma.
"I made money today. Look, grandma, hundreds of thousands." Chen Muyang took out his restarted mobile phone and laughed to death. He didn't dare to open Douyin and Weibo at all.
"Are you trying to trick grandma? Don't do anything bad."
"No, it's all legitimate income."
"That's good, that's good."
"So, grandma, don't bother with all this. I will support you from now on."
Grandma smiled and said nothing, but her eyes, full of age, were a little moist.
Chen Muyang said something to his grandmother, picked some lettuce and returned to the courtyard.
"Let's have noodles for dinner? We still have some leftover pig intestines from lunch. How about making some pig intestines and sauerkraut noodles?"
"Can."
Everyone nodded in unison.
It was still Brother Ji who made the fire, and Chen Muyang fried seven eggs. Anyway, this thing is just like firewood, rice, oil and salt. The program team provides it in unlimited quantities and free of charge.
Then take out seven large bowls, prepare the sauce in each bowl, and put an egg in each bowl.
Heat up the leftovers from lunch and serve them up.
Finally, boil water and cook the noodles.
A few minutes later, seven large bowls of noodles came out of the pot, and the people who were waiting eagerly were served a bowl each.
"Eat quickly. It will melt in a while. If it's not enough, add more." Chen Muyang took two bowls of noodles home.
"This thick code makes me drool just looking at it."
〖Eating a bowl of pig intestine noodles outside, there are only a few.〗
"Fortunately, I had the foresight to arrange dinner."
…
"Grandma, stop it, wash your hands quickly and come eat noodles." Chen Muyang started shouting from a distance.
"Eating so early."
"Well, they're tired and hungry after a long day."
“Such a big bowl.”
"Grandma, take your time eating. I'll sleep over there tonight and won't be back. Call me if you have anything."
Chen Muyang took the bowls he brought back at noon, stacked them together, and ate while walking, with a script of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" that he had just exchanged from the system tucked under his arm.
It took a full 1.5 million popularity points. Yes, the popularity points had already exceeded 3 million, and Chen Muyang became rich.
I was originally planning to take it out tomorrow, but then I thought, it doesn’t matter whether I look at it early or late.
"Muyang, is grandma eating?" Gao Yuanyuan saw Chen Muyang coming back, her tone as gentle as ever.
Chen Muyang nodded, "Are you full? I'll make some more. If you're not full, tell me."
Cai Ji and the three girls all said no.
"Give me another bowl." Deng Zhao said.
"Okay, Sister Yuanyuan, take a look at it when you are free." Chen Muyang handed the script to Gao Yuanyuan.
I went to the kitchen and spent five minutes cooking two more bowls of noodles, and gave one to Brother Zhao.
"Let's go for a walk before it gets dark." Deng Zhao suggested after dinner.
"You guys go, we won't go."
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