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Chapter 882: Having a Fat Belly

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Alright, as long as you’re confident. Get lost. I don’t want to see you at all!” The Old Master waved his hand impatiently.

“You have to take your medicine on time.” With that, Fu Sinian left.

“It’s none of your business!” the Old Master retorted angrily.

As soon as Fu Sinian left, the Old Master’s phone rang.

Glancing at the caller ID, the Old Master really didn’t want to answer, but he had no choice.

He had already done everything. There was no way he wouldn’t dare to take responsibility.

“Hello!” the Old Master greeted angrily.

“Old Master Fu.” The other party’s tone was cheerful. “How have you been recently?”

“I’m still the same old me. I’m old and about to be buried. My heart isn’t good and I can’t take any stimuli. I don’t see you bringing any fruit to see me.”

“Old Master, you’re still strong despite your age!”

“Why don’t you say I’m still young?”

“Yes, yes. You’re old, but your heart isn’t. Your mental age is that of a hot-blooded youth.”

“Yes, but the hot-blooded youth was a little rebellious today. He did some things that hot-blooded youths do. You don’t have to worry about anything. You can punish him as you should. I have no objections.”

“How can you be blamed for this? Old Fu, don’t misunderstand. I’m not calling to denounce you.”

“Then why are you calling? If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up.”

“No, no, no, there’s something important! Don’t hang up yet. We haven’t seen each other in so long. Can’t we talk for a while?”

“You’ve been so busy all day. What’s there to talk about with an old man like me?”

“Let’s talk about your kindness to me back then and your teachings. Isn’t that something to talk about?”

“Come on, come on.” Old Master couldn’t take it anymore. “Then you might as well have a chat with my walking stick.”

“Hahahaha.” A hearty laugh erupted on the phone. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop bickering with you. I called you this time to officially ask you for someone.”

“Do you still need him? Isn’t that person already off your mind? Haven’t you gained control of him a long time ago?”

“I still need your permission. Sinian and I respect your opinion.”

“Then I really have to thank you two for respecting me so much!”

The other party smiled again. “Since you’ve come to this, I’ll take it that you agree.”

“Hang up, hang up. I’m tired.”

“Alright, Old Master. I won’t disturb you anymore.”

The Old Master hung up and exhaled heavily.

Actually, after calming down and thinking about it, it was best not to implicate Qian Qian.

These two children had to go through many twists and turns before the ended up together.

The day after Shi Qian arrived in Sucheng, Xiao Yan received the production team’s arrangements.

Shi Qian’s mission was to personally create an erhu. Then, she would learn an erhu song and combine it with her own talent to prepare for the competition.

This process was also a test of the ability of some contestants to let everyone see a more realistic side of them.

Moreover, every episode this time was related to national music. They also wanted to use the production team’s influence to let more people understand national music and promote traditional culture.

Shi Qian was very willing to do such a thing. Therefore, before she came into contact with the guest who would teach her how to make the erhu, she had already secretly searched for some information about the erhu online.

After watching for a while, she couldn’t help but run to the bathroom..
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