"Well, it's almost the same time. Now you go out for a public performance. I'll cut the songs I just recorded and transfer them to the Internet." Fat uncle rummaged through the groceries again.

"you really have everything here." When Huang Xiaoxiang saw fat uncle find a laptop from the groceries and connect the Internet cable, he admired it completely.

"go quickly. Don't let the guests wait." Fat uncle pushes Huang Xiaoxiang out of the room.

"why do I look like a receptionist?" Huang Xiaoxiang complains helplessly. But it's just a complaint.

when Huang Xiaoxiang walked out of the shop, there were more than 20 people sitting at the table...