When Wu Hu finished singing the song, He Dajiong asked: "Pang Hu, is this your new song? Do you mind if we play it when the show is broadcast?"

Wu Hu smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, this is just a simple guitar melody. When the album is released later, it will be rearranged to enhance the rhythm, and the taste may be different."

Chef Huang suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled, "Fat Hu, your song is so good. How could you suddenly write such a song?"

"It's similar to your situation!" Wu Hu handed the guitar back to the literary young man and made up a story, "When I went home for the Chinese New Year, I heard some friends from my hometown mention that an old classmate from the next village had a car accident.

He passed away, and then this song came into being.”

It is false that I wrote this song because of the other person, but the old classmate who passed away in a car accident is true.

The literary young man asked: "Then why isn't it written in the language of flowers?"

Wu Hu coughed lightly and said: "I didn't want to write it in English at first, but when I was writing it, some words naturally flowed into my mind. When I realized it, I just wrote it in English. Anyway,

The new album also needs a few English songs."

This talent makes the literary young man Abang envious and jealous.

Although he also plays music and has written some songs of his own, what he writes has no soul at all and is so craftsmanship that he even thinks it is shit.

On the other hand, Wu Hu, what he writes casually, can always easily catch other people's ears and tug at other people's heartstrings. How unfair is God! He has given this guy a look that is rare for ordinary people, but also gives him this

A talent that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

It was late at night, and everyone finally felt sleepy, so they went to wash up and sleep.

Wu Hu and Cheng Xiao share a room and sleep on the same kang, Chef Huang, He Dajiong and the three artistic young people sleep on the same kang, and Yahuazi sleeps on the folding sofa bed in the main room, which is just right.

The next day, when Chef Huang and He Dajiong got up, they saw Wu Hu punching vigorously in the yard.

Director Lao Wang personally carried the camera and filmed there.

"Hey! Fat Tiger, Lao Wang, you guys got up very early!"

As a result, both of them ignored them, one was serious about boxing, and the other was serious about filming.

Chef Huang and He Dajiong also held toiletries and watched silently.

Although they have seen the video of Wu Hu boxing, watching it up close gave them a different feeling than watching the video.

It was completely different, they could even feel the fist wind floating around.

He Dajiong bared his teeth and sighed, "I feel like if I get punched, I'll have to fly away!"

Chef Huang shook his head and said: "Be more confident and remove the word "fly"!"

"..."

After a vigorous and powerful Baji punch, Wu Hu called it a day and said with a smile: "Listen to the chickens and dance, this is the pastoral life! Your little white guy, I really want to stew him."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked. He Dajong was puzzled, "What's wrong with Xiaobai?"

"It's so early in the morning, you're screaming for nothing, disturbing people's dreams!"

Just now he was saying that listening to the chicken and dancing is the pastoral life, but the next moment he wanted to stew the chicken. When everyone heard what he said, they couldn't help laughing.

Chef Huang smiled and said, "I already told you that I was going to stew it, but Jiongjiong insisted on stopping me."

He Dajiong smiled and said: "Xiaobai is a female and can't crow."

"But it will bark when it's hungry!"

Director Wang fiddled with the camera and said with a smile: "I can see Fat Tiger's martial arts performance early in the morning, which makes me get up early. It's worth it!"

After Wu Hu finished washing, he went to the main room to wake up Yahuazi.

Yahuazi was sleepy, "Fat Hu, stop making trouble, let me sleep for a while!" As he said this, he reached out to hug Wu Hu out of habit.

Wu Hu whispered in her ear: "Get up quickly, this is on a show!"

Yahuazi was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and pushed him away, "You get out first!"

Breakfast was a brewed product provided by the advertisers who sponsored the program. After a simple breakfast, Wu Hu asked them, "Do you need any help today?"

He Dajiong, who was holding breakfast in his hands, said: "The original plan was to go fishing on the river. We can also catch some shrimps and crabs in the shallows of the river. We will have a river feast at noon and return some of the tools we borrowed from the villagers in the afternoon.

······We can divide this episode into two episodes, Fat Tiger, what do you think? Do you have any questions?"

Chef Huang smiled and said: "If you have something urgent, we can just shoot this show. Anyway, I think the director wants to finish work early and go home."

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.

Chef Huang added: "Pang Hu, how about you come and cook at noon? You can also let me experience what your level 10 cooking skills are."

Wu Hu coughed slightly and said, "I think my current cooking skills should have reached the eleventh level, which is the legendary master level."

He Dajiong burst out laughing when he heard this, "Why does it sound like a storyteller to me? Fat Tiger, do you also read the Internet?"

"Look! In fact, there are many good works on the Internet."

"Would you like to recommend some books to everyone?"

"Well, Lao Wang (director), let's cut this part out! So as not to give some wrong guidance to some kids watching the show. Young kids should also put their studies first."
Chapter completed!