Sunuo got up the earliest the next day. She first sorted out all the things she would need that night, and then went to buy breakfast before getting everyone up to eat.
Min Yanchun looked at Su Nuo's still slightly red eyes and said distressedly: "Xiao Nuo, please give me a schedule, and I will do all these things from now on. Don't get up early. You will go home for the New Year soon. Look at how hard it is for you to endure it." broken."
"Ha, my cousin really plans to be our assistant." Su Nuo stuffed a bun into his mouth and said, "Then from now on, from preparing costumes to makeup cases, it's up to you."
"Well, thank you for your hard work, cousin." Zheng Mingming took a sip of the soy milk and seemed to find it not too sweet, so he went to dig out the sugar again.
Su Nuo pressed her hand and said, "Eat less sweets and help me lose weight."
"Oh." Zheng Mingming retracted his hand and sipped the candy on his finger. But I didn’t bother to eat.
Chen Guodong probably didn't sleep well either. He was too excited to go on stage for the first time last night, and now his face looks pale.
Sunuo asked him: "Are you still taking the team out to play today?" In fact, Sunuo agreed that they should go out and relax during the day.
"Yeah. Give me the strategy." Chen Guodong scratched the back of his head and said, "It's a rare occasion."
After breakfast everyone separated again. This time Sunuo visited a few more coffee shops and asked if they needed any resident singers or performers.
A coffee shop is not like a bar. It has an elegant environment and requires a high-level performance.
Su Nuo highlighted Chen Guodong's guitar playing and singing, and two companies actually offered to let the singer try it out.
At noon, Su Nuo ate something casually on the street. When he was about to go back, he looked up and saw a simple and elegant teahouse.
An idea flashed in Su Nuo's mind. He walked in and asked, "I have an appointment with the manager. Is this the way to the manager's office?"
"Manager?" The teahouse girl shook her head in confusion: "We don't have a manager, only Boss Yang."
"Yes, that's Boss Yang." Su Nuo glanced at the wall, saw the license hanging on the wall, and immediately said, "Sister Yang made an appointment with me."
The license stated that the legal representative's name was "Yang Qiuping," so Su Nuo guessed that Boss Yang was a woman.
This time the teahouse girl didn't have any doubts and politely led Sunuo to a teahouse on the second floor.
"Sorry, I took the liberty of visiting." After the teahouse girl who led the way left, Su Nuo saluted generously to Boss Yang, who was in his early thirties in front of him.
"Little girl, you are quite energetic. Do you have a problem with me?" Yang Qiuping was wearing a well-tailored cheongsam, her hair was tied high, and she looked quite charming.
"I want to use the treasure land to sing ditties for a few days." Su Nuo said: "My classmates and I came here to dig for gold, but we couldn't do business because we had no capital, so we went around to sell and sing. They just sang popular songs and went to bars, and I just I can play the three-stringed instrument, sing Beijing-style drums and minor tunes, etc. Can you have me here?"
"Oh, there are still people playing strings and singing songs these days? It's quite interesting." Yang Qiuping smiled. With her slender white fingers, she lifted the boiling copper kettle and slowly brewed the tea. She didn't say anything for a while.
Su Nuo waited quietly until Yang Qiuping brought a cup of tea to her, smiled gently and said, "Try it."
"Lapsang Souchong." Su Nuo took a sip and thought about it, then sighed: "It's a pity that I don't know much about tea."
"It's good to be able to drink it. Many people don't know how to pretend to understand." Yang Qiuping asked with a smile: "Can you help me sell tea by singing a little tune? If you can, come."
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