That day, Feng Lanchu received a call from the director.

At the beginning, she thought the director had dialed the wrong number. After all, there was still half a month to go before the next recording. There was no reason to rush the concentration so early.

But the director invited her to the imperial capital.

"Teacher Xiaofeng, the theme song of the program has come out. We are recording songs these days. Do you think you can arrange to come to the imperial capital tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to record a song

"Me?" Feng Lan was surprised at the beginning, "I don't have enough pentatonic, so I don't want to drag everyone behind."

Her list of songs only stayed in the military training and shouting. Later, she didn't use music at all in her working environment. She didn't have the chance to improve in these years, and even retrogressed.

Recording theme songs is such a serious art that she dares not make trouble.

"It's OK. We have professional teachers here. Even if we pull a donkey over, it can make it sing the sounds of nature. You can come here safely."

"..." it doesn't sound right. Wind LAN at the beginning of speechless to look at the ceiling, heart made up to refuse the draft.

"By the way, recording songs is another price, which is not included in the contract. I'll send you the fee contract for recording the song later. You can sign it and bring it with you tomorrow. "

"..." wind LAN early obediently swallow the refusal into the stomach "but I sing really bad."

"Nothing, just a few words of harmony together can't be heard."

"If you don't mind."

"I'll arrange a hotel for you, and then I'll send a car to pick you up at the airport."

"Er... No. I have a place to live in the Imperial Palace, so don't worry

"OK, I'll send you the contract and studio address later."

Jiang Anzhi has a demand for sleep quality. In order to sleep well, all the cities he often haunts have houses, and the lock codes of these houses were printed to Feng Lanchu three years ago. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow is the weekend, so take Jiang Che out to play.

Out of politeness, Feng Lanchu first sent a message to Jiang Anzhi, saying that he would arrive at the imperial capital tomorrow, but Jiang Anzhi didn't reply, so he might be busy.

Feng Lanchu puts down her mobile phone and concentrates on her work.

The following day

Jiang Che drags his small luggage and follows his mother on the journey of God.

"Is dad in the imperial capital?" This is his concern.

"I don't know. Even in the imperial capital, you are busy. Don't expect your father to play with you. "

"I know. I'm a big kid."

Jiang Che Old God in the ground broken read, make wind LAN beginning to laugh unceasingly.

The location of the house in the imperial capital is good and the concealment is good. Fenglanchu and jiangche visit for the first time. The password is the same as Huaixiang's. They go in without obstacles.

The interior decoration keeps the original design of the real estate.

Before I had time to look carefully, Jiang Anzhi's phone call arrived, "have you arrived?"

"Well, just came in."

"I didn't take care of the house very much. You see what's missing. When brother Chen comes over, you let him take it."

"I think it's very good. Besides, I'm going out later. Don't let little brother Chen go."

"Then I'll pick you up in the evening."

"No, no, we'll do it ourselves."

Jiang An is no better than other people. He has eyes all around him. If he is photographed, he will be in trouble. Feng Lanchu, who has always been independent, does not advocate that Jiang'an should intervene too much, and Jiang'an does not force him to do so. He gives a few words of advice and then goes away.

Jiang Che seems to be in Alice's Wonderland and is curious about it. He doesn't move much outside the living room, but the master bedroom is obviously too much trouble.

"Mom, as like as two peas in our house, you see."

Other people may think that the husband must love himself and his family very much, so he will build the master bedroom according to the ratio of 1:1.

But as like as two peas, he was only guilty of his occupation. He was only guilty of animal love. He was very fond of grasping his wrists. If every bedroom is the same, then his paranoia is really serious.