Chapter 4015: Singer (58)

Chapter 4015 Singer (58)
"Go buy some flowers and buy everything you can." Zhou Xuan took out a stack of money and handed it to his entourage. At this time, he admired and appreciated the women on the stage with a little bit of other feelings.
Anyway, just send flowers.
On Tuesday, I lost all the flowers of Xianlesi and walked wildly.
As soon as the performance was over, many people from outside were talking about it.
Shao was the family of Zhou on Tuesday, and Tang Guo was the singer of Xianlesi. They were all thinking, Tang Guo was really capable. First, he was obsessed with Zhou's young master. Now when Zhou Jia's second younger came back, he watched her unable to move.
Zhou Xuan did not know this. Now, Tang Guo was sitting in front of him. He didn't know how silly he was smiling: "Miss Tang, I like the courtyard you designed for me."
"It's better if you like it less." Tang Guo replied not too salty, but his eyes looked at Zhou Xuan's body.
What the system felt, could not help but tremble: [Host, is that the late guy? 】
Tang Guo was silent. Although he didn't answer, the system still understood that it was the guy who was too late.
This guy doesn't know what he almost missed. If his eldest brother Zhou Ji changed his character, he might have held the host a long time ago, and he would be too late to cry.
Tang Guo was not very happy: "Although it is, but I don't want to get too involved with the Zhou family. The old lady of the Zhou family is an elder. If the relationship with the Zhou family is too deep, the elders will always put pressure on them. For my sake, don't be filial to your grandma."
The system is not good, this means, no?
He looked at Zhou Xuan with some pity. Sure enough, it was a bad luck, and his identity would not be chosen, only the one who was largely abandoned by the host.
Zhou Xuan didn't know what to do, and he felt cool all over, as if there was something to drift away from him.
"I heard people say that those paintings are also from the hands of Miss Tang?"
Tang Guo nodded: "Yes."
"Miss Tang, do you know how well you paint?" Zhou Xuan's eyes are bright. "I have seen many works abroad and I have studied oil painting with some teachers. Although you are not famous, I think you paint No worse than everyone else."
Many celebrities and famous paintings are liked by many people. They say that the paintings are good. In fact, there is one more thing. This celebrity's own flash point is added.
Zhou Xuan didn't tell lies. At Tang Guo's level, as long as she was given a stage, she would definitely shine, just as she was on the stage of Xian Le Si.
He is not the same as those who have been growing in the local area. He didn't feel that performing on stage was not so good, but felt that such a stage is needed in China.
In his eyes, Tang Guo can surely become a famous musician in his country. At this point, Zhou Xuan did not doubt it at all.
"Two young absurd praise."
Zhou Xuan said more directly: "No, I commend it seriously, I don't generally praise people. Since I praise you, of course you are very good."
Tang Guo understood a little, this Tuesday is a person who received a new education, and his thinking is a bit different from other people.
As a result, she became direct.
"Actually, I also think I painted well. I used to help you set up the yard. I just wanted to practise my hands. It's an accumulation of experience. Imagine out of thin air and paint in a house. It's not always a matter."
Zhou Xuan thinks this kind of communication is better: "Yes, Miss Tang is a very thoughtful person."
(End of this chapter)