Zhang Yanming glanced at Tong Lijun: "What's wrong with domestic horses?"

Tong Lijun smiled awkwardly: "No, you are talking about foreign horses, are you okay? Am I, am I, what am I wrong?"

"Horse is good for foreigners, dogs are good for foreigners, and cats are good for foreigners," Zhang Yanming shook his head: "It's all bullshit, foreigners are bullshit, domestic scholars follow suit."

"This is the case, but I have to admit that in the past few hundred years, we have indeed lagged behind in some aspects and we don't care." Brother Qian said: "It's like this horse."

"The folk words are nothing wrong with saying this." Zhang Yanming nodded.

The causes of many things are actually very complicated. For example, raising horses, for a long time, it has become too far away from the people, and gradually no one will do it.

But in fact, the domestic horse and horse breeding industry is definitely not weaker than any country or region, including horse breeds and horse products, but it has never been promoted.

Let’s learn about military secrets. The world’s number one horse farm is not something that can be blown out.

Just like the detachment of the horse, it is a unique breed that has been ours for thousands of years, but hasn't it also been boasted as a national treasure of the United Kingdom? Ask him where the horse breed comes from.

Most of the common sense we know about modern history is slowly compiled by foreigners over the past two hundred years, and is then regarded as a guise by the so-called modern and modern people.

There are also people with different opinions, but they were all killed by these people. No one can affect their determination and fighting spirit.

"Building also affects horse raising?" Tong Lijun did not dare to debate with Zhang Yanming, and knew that he could not argue, so he wisely changed the topic.

"That's not an ordinary influence. The machine is calling us and you." Brother Qian smiled.

A short electric ringtone rang and the performance was about to begin.

This is a reminder to the actors in the backstage that the audience in front has begun to enter the venue, so as to prepare for what they should do.

"Let's go, let's go ahead." Tong Lijun put down the tea jar and stood up and moved his hands and feet: "The colder the more you stay in this room, you won't be afraid of a cold."

"We are used to it, so we should be warmer in front." Lao Guo smiled and said, "The electricity bill is expensive."

Everyone knows that Lao Guo is really stingy and doesn't take it as a matter of anything. After laughing for a while, it's over.

This guy is reluctant to throw away the steamed buns with long hair. It is really not easy for his disciples to not eat them. It is really not easy for him to take off the green hair and eat them so deliciously. If you don’t be a boss, you don’t know how expensive it is.

"Pangdun, are you playing behind or going to the front with us?" Tong Lijun greeted the little fat man.

The fat man's eyes rolled: "I'll go in front, it's cold behind." Everyone laughed again. This little thing was obviously going to go in front to eat and drink, and he was very reasonable.

The private room booked by Tonglijun is on the second floor, facing the stage, and is a ticket bought with money. The position of Wei'er is in the fart.

The private room is indeed much warmer, and the warm air is very enough. You can sit seven or eight people, with pastries, fruits, tea, melon seeds, peanuts and candies, etc., and a waiter is waiting to greet you at any time.

Zhang Yanming looked around and found that it still had its own bathroom and audio system, which was quite high in specifications.

"There are only five such private rooms, just this row, both sides are smaller and there is no bathroom." Tong Lijun introduced it.

He asked someone to do the reconstruction design here, but Zhang Yanming didn't ask about it, and today it was accepted.

"What is the third floor?" Zhang Yanming sat down and grabbed a handful of peanuts: "I thought you would set up a two-story private room."

"The third floor is considered an attic. We have four slopes on the top of the mountain, and there is not much space on it. There is a lounge on the backstage, an office in the front, and this one is a conference room and a rehearsal room."

Tong Lijun gestured and introduced to Zhang Yanming: "It's totally enough, too much pressure on business."

Zhang Yanming looked down: "How is the attendance rate now?"

Tong Lijun shook his head: "It's better to have a big stone rot. Actually, I told Lao Guo that I could go there to perform first. This place was built first and the place was the largest, so he didn't want to move."

"Actually, you can help him in other ways," said Zhang Yanming: "For example, radio stations can be used in a crosstalk column."

"That's better than on TV."

"I just happened to be wrong. This is not suitable for TV." Zhang Yanming shook his head: "In a few days, I will ask the following to promote the promotion and create a column for them on the website."

There were about twenty people sitting down there. Only Zhang Yanming and others had entered the room. There were a few people on both sides of the open compartment.

This is actually good. Zhang Yanming remembers that it seems that it is common for a lot of people to send water and melon seeds to house the venue.

At 10:15, the fat man fell asleep while sitting on the sofa.

The audience left, Wang Hui and his men began to sweep the floor and clean up the table. Zhang Yanming carried the little fat man and Tong Lijun and others down to the first floor and handed the little fat man to Wang Hui.

The actors in the backstage also came out to help clean up, and everyone laughed and said where to go for a midnight snack.

In fact, they can’t afford to eat good things, that is, they can have fun while they are poor.

After saying hello, Zhang Yanming and Tong Lijun and others came out to the Beijing Club.

After getting in the car, Zhang Yanming asked Tong Lijun: "Have you prepared any program? I always feel that you didn't hold back your money when you ran so far away."

"It's not a big show," Tong Lijun laughed a few times: "There is a fashion magazine that held a party today, and there is a bureau in Kyoto here.

We just join in the fun, and praise a few words if we are happy. If we are not interested, we will pretend that we are not seeing each other, and there is nothing else to do."

"A lot of celebrities are coming?" Zhang Yanming glanced at Tong Lijun with a lewd smile on his face. These young men liked this tone.

"There are a few, and there are a few directors. I will give you some face as soon as I play the game I have saved up."

"Then why are you pulling me?"

"Isn't this just a coincidence? We haven't been together for a long time. What's going on there is still a good job, so take a look."

"Did you mention me with your boy?"

"No, there is definitely not this. I just said that a few friends came here to have fun together."

"What magazine?" Zhang Yanming didn't care about participating in such occasions, just pretended to be a fun thing. He didn't interfere with others and couldn't force him to interact.

"It's called fashion," Tong Lijun thought for a while and said, "It seems like there is only one person."

Zhang Yanming couldn't figure out whether this fashion was the same as the fashion in his memory, but it didn't matter.

"What kind of kid is it? It's quite a secret?"

"It's not that good. I used to play together in the compound. Later, I didn't get in touch with each other. He was in the film and television industry, so we didn't go all the way."

"His magazine?"

"No, this magazine is also from the capital, but they are all over forty and fifty. They should have cooperation. I don't know them."

"Do you know what activities they are doing?" Zhang Yanming was not asking the bottom line. After all, he was going to go through it, so he had to understand the contents in it.

"I heard that it is charitable, but I haven't found out about the specific work in the circle."
Chapter completed!