Explosive Pet Cute Fox

Rong Xiaoqi couldn't help but stepped down, smiling suspiciously.

He glanced at the figure of Old Man Quan, nodded inexplicably, and then touched his mouth.

"It's suitable!" It's suitable for the dam dance with the aunts.

However, Mr. Quan didn't understand such an inexplicable sentence, and asked, "What is appropriate?"

A pair of turbid eyes with doubts made Rong Xiaoqi laugh.

"In terms of pharmacology, I am your teacher. In terms of music, can you be the old man's teacher?" Mr. Quan's words shocked Rong Xiaoqi slightly.

Unexpectedly, in this world, the old man would have such an open mind.

In fact, the father has no choice. He doesn't have many hobbies in his body. Apart from designing a few clothes, he is proficient in a few pharmacology, and he likes to listen to a few nice songs.

However, the songs on the mainland did not agree with him, and I always felt that something was missing in it.

Until that day when he heard Rong Xiaoqi singing by chance, his eyes were bright, so most of the reasons for accepting disciples were also due to this.

As for learning pharmacology, he didn't plan to do that either. Looking at Rong Xiaoqi's appearance, he knew that her brain was not good enough.

They are treating people, so they can't heal others without hard skills and knowledge.

Accept Xiao Qi as a disciple, just as if you are old and want a granddaughter.

But Mr. Quan will slap his face completely in the near future.

"Then we're done, we learn from each other!"

Rong Xiaoqi opened his smile, revealing two big dimples.

In fact, Rong Xiaoqi particularly admires people like Mr. Quan.

To live and learn is the old man Quan.

Seeing Mr. Quan, Rong Xiaoqi, he inexplicably thought of several elderly people in his family.

Don’t know if they are doing well?

"Okay!" Old man Quan smiled and was in a great mood.

"The song I sang before was called "Little Apple", which I had encountered in a dream before, so I wrote down the lyrics in a silly way. If the master likes it, I will give the words to the master."

Rong Xiaoqi is actually very entangled. After all, this is not his own original song. To put it nicely, he is just a propagandist.

However, if he ignorant of his conscience and said that this is his original creation, Rong Xiaoqi really has no courage.

For Rong Xiaoqi's confession, Father Quan was taken aback, and then laughed again: "Knowing confession, he is a good honest boy."

He patted Rong Xiaoqi on the shoulder, with a hint of love in his eyes.

Although there were no more wonderful tunes to listen to, Old Master Quan did not feel half disappointed.

On the contrary, there was a wave of pride in my heart.

Rong Xiaoqi was embarrassed, lowered his head, and then asked: "Master, you said you saw me sing before. I used to be a fox, but now..." A trace of doubt flashed in Rong Xiaoqi's eyes, and then again. Horrified.

"Are you a stalker?"

I have to say that Rong Xiaoqi's brain circuit is not ordinary.

Old man Quan also dripped sweat, and then said: "The old man said, I met you several times by accident. Besides, there is a person like Liu Bai in front of you. It is difficult to make the old man not pay attention."

In this regard, Father Quan endured his inner impulse and explained patiently.

Fortunately, this time Rong Xiaoqi didn't get into the horns and nodded clearly.

"I will give you paper and pen now, and you will write down the score now." For a long time, Master Quan saw that Rong Xiaoqi stopped talking. In order to break the embarrassment and want to get the score quickly, he had to let Rong Xiaoqi write the score. Come down.

Rong Xiaoqi was taken aback for a moment, then after thinking about it, he nodded.

The font in this world is the same as it is now. There are only a few differences, but they don't affect it.

Elder Quan took out the finest paper and pen from his ruins tripod and placed it on the smooth and round stone table.