Seeing a group of elderly people being dozens of years younger, the barber shop owner and the boss lady looked at Qin Kong with eager eyes, "Teacher Qin, can you wash our hair and get a haircut?"

Qin Kong smiled gently and said, "I wash my hair for 3,000, cut my hair for 30,000, and blow my air for 3,000."

The boss and the wife were stunned. The two of them wanted more than 70,000 yuan, but they still couldn't make the money in a year! They shook their heads decisively.

The teachers laughed, "We took advantage!"

Qin Kong looked at Liang Ange with a smile and blinked at her.

Liang Ange looked at the boss speechlessly, "Uncle, how much is your daily turnover? I will make up for you."

The boss shook his head repeatedly, "We also checked the Internet at noon. Teacher Qin is the top hair salon master in the country! It is our honor to be able to come to our shop! These teachers are also our old customers, so there is no need to give them to them."

"Yes! Teacher Qin comes back in the future, and you can use it at your disposal!" said the boss lady.

The teachers laughed.

"Then calculate according to the usual washing, cutting and blowing, how many people should be, it's as much as they should be." Liang Ange walked to the cashier to check the price list.

It’s embarrassing! These teachers only cost 300 yuan in total!

It’s really better not to give this than to give it, so I had to scan WeChat and pay a thousand yuan.

The boss lady received the prompt and hurried over, "Oh! Girl! You've given too much!"

"It's okay, it's delaying your business."

"What's the delay? There are so many people in the store every day! I've been running for so many years and have feelings for me, so I've been running it all the time." The boss lady said, "Give me your QR code and I'll return it to you."

"No need." Liang Ange smiled, "The teachers are all very happy. I also opened a concert in your store. Just rent it as the venue."

The teachers laughed.

"Oh! You are so polite!" The boss and the boss lady sent them out with a smile.

"Teacher Qin! Come again!"

"He wants to stay in this store forever. You couple will make a lot of money by just fighting!" a teacher said back.

"Hahaha..." The group of people left with a smile.

Because Qin Kong settled the account at noon, the teachers insisted on treating him to a meal.

Knowing that Liang Ange was going to Yanjing to produce an album the next day, the teachers gave some suggestions during the meal.

A group of people talked endlessly and discussed fiercely.

Qin Kong didn't understand these professional knowledge, so he looked at them with a smile and took a sip with them from time to time.

After drinking and eating, Teacher Lin asked them to stop Qin Kong and Liang Ange and pay first.

After returning to the teacher's house, Liang Ange helped the teacher into the house and closed the door. The teacher's wife went to cook the soup for them to relieve wine.

Hearing the sound of piano and singing from the room, Qin Kong stood up from the sofa and pushed the door open.

Liang Ange sat in front of the piano, stopped playing the piano hand, looked up at him, "You go out."

"Why? Can't I listen?"

"The album must be kept confidential before it is released."

"I can't listen, either?"

The teacher sat in the chair behind, looking at him with a smile, his face still a little red.

Qin Kong had no choice but to endure his curiosity, come out and pull the door up.

The master's wife gave him a bowl of quenching soup and brought him another bowl.

When Qin Kongxin heard the music inside, he felt itchy and his master's wife came out and pulled the door up again.

Qin Kong had no choice but to drink the soup, how could the teacher's wife use essential oils?

The sound of the piano inside was constantly singing, but the door was so soundproof that Qin Kong couldn't hear it even when he pricked up his ears.

The master's wife looked at him with a smile, and Qin Kong felt a little embarrassed.

"Have you been to Ange's house?"

"Um."

"Her parents and brother are pretty good?"

"Um."

"Just as long as the family agrees."

"Um."

The master's wife looked at him with a smile, "They don't disagree with you like you."

Qin Kong felt a little embarrassed.

The master's wife asked again: "Did you say when will you get married?"

"Well, Ange's parents hope we get married soon, so I can do it anytime." Qin Kong looked at the closed door, "Let's finish her work first."

"When you get married, if you hold a wedding in Yunzhou, Teacher Bai and I will join in the fun."

Qin Kong was happy and said quickly: "You can go to Yunzhou now. It will be more comfortable to wash your hair in my store."

The teacher's wife looked at him with a smile.

Qin Kong's face was a little red when he was seen. The master's wife also regarded An Ge as her daughter. She seemed to be very fond of her mother-in-law! She was handsome and thin-skinned, and she had no choice.

After waiting for more than an hour, Liang Ange came out.

Qin Kong stood up, "Okay?"

"Yeah." Liang Ange looked at his master's wife again, "Master's wife, I will go to Yanjing tomorrow morning, and we will stay in the hotel in the evening. I will not come tomorrow, and Teacher Kong will come to handle my luggage."

"Okay." The master's wife stood up and knew that it was easier for the couple to go out to live, so she did not try to keep them.

Qin Kong took Liang Ange's suitcase alone and walked out the door.

The master's wife took her downstairs before she returned.

Qin Kong held the suitcase with one hand and held her with the other hand, and glanced at her dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you let me listen to music?"

"What do you want to listen to?" Liang Ange smiled, "I played and sang all the songs included in the album and asked the teacher to give me some advice."

Liang Ange picked up his phone and swayed, "I have taken a lot of notes! With the guidance of the teachers, the direction of the trip to Yanjing is clearer, and it is faster to get along with the team."

"Hmph." Qin Kong turned his head, "You don't think I understand music, so I won't let me listen!"

"Hahaha..." Liang Ange looked at him, "Why don't you say it when you make money? You won't be happy if you don't let you listen to music? Although you made me spend more than 300,000 yuan today, it's still cheap to ask these old artists to make a song!"

Qin Kong also smiled, "Does there be ten songs on an album?"

"Um."

"Didn't you say that songs can't be written just by wanting to? You actually wrote ten songs at once?"

"Where is it!" Liang Ange looked at him, "After the summer film of Yunhua, there was no activity, and he kept writing songs. He wrote them and revised them repeatedly."

Qin Kong glanced at her, "My wife is so talented!"

"Who is your wife?" Liang Ange's face turned red.

"You called your husband last night."

"Fart!" Liang Ange turned his face, but did not let go of his hand.

When he arrived at a hotel not far from the airport, he took a shower and lay on the bed. Qin Kong hugged her, "Sing your new song for me, let me listen."

"don't want!"

"Sing!"

"Don't sing! You are not my singer fan, you are just a superficial fan of beauty!"

Qin Kong was speechless.

"You don't know my songs yet! You don't even have my songs in your store!"

"Wow!" Qin Kong turned over and hugged her, "So you are resenting this!"

Liang Ange turned his face.

"When I go back to the store, I will change it to your song!"

"Forget it, no matter how good the song you listen to will be annoying!"

"I won't be annoyed! My girlfriend sang it, how could she be annoyed?"

"Don't try!" Liang Ange looked at him, supported his chest with both hands, and said seriously: "Really! Really! Don't change it to my song! So I won't even give you a new song, so that you will feel refreshed when you hear it."

Qin Kong looked at her, and it seemed that his wish to listen to the new song was disappointed.

This is because I am not a professional musician!

He said helplessly: "If you make an album, can't I help you?"

"It's helpful! I have determined the main theme and theme, and I need you when I create the cover and inner page."
To be continued...