Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Liu Xiaodia put her hands down in a daze. She could not believe that the song was sung by her brother, who was not good at singing!    

    

Could it be that her brother had been swapped out without anyone noticing?    

    

Lee Faang, Huang Yongqiang, Zhao Xiaoxin and the rest were even more shocked. If Tang Feifei was said to be a stunning singer, Then Liu Fann would be the ultimate singer!    

    

He would absolutely crush the original singer!    

    

Everyone was deeply immersed in it, feeling the emotional ups and downs in Liu Fann's singing.    

    

In fact, this song was Liu Fann's favorite song in university.    

    

He used to be a small figure as well. He had a crush on him, but he couldn't. Fatty stood up for him and left. His girlfriend was almost married to him, but in the end, she told him about it. She was squeezed by the boss at work.    

    

Before the system, he was a poor boy who had failed and fallen into poverty.    

    

He was using this exaggerated song to express his inner experience. Hence, his singing became even more charming.    

    

"What did he go through to be able to sing such a sad song?"    

    

Tang Feifei unconsciously propped up her chin and stared at the man in front of her in a daze.    

    

Upon closer inspection, he was really handsome and very charming.    

    

Zhao Xiaoxin also had the same feeling.    

    

She had a feeling that. . . This man called Liu Fann was definitely not an ordinary person.    

    

"Brother. . . "    

    

"Son. "    

    

Liu Xiaodia and Lee Faang's eyes were a little sour. Although Liu Fann always reported good news and did not worry about anything outside, as family members, they could vaguely guess that it was not easy for Liu Fann.    

    

Especially the matter between him and Bai Xiaoxin. The harsh requirements of the other party's parents almost forced Liu Fann into a desperate situation.    

    

Liu Fann was the only one who knew this pain the best, but they could also empathize with it.    

    

"Mr. Fann. "    

    

Huang Yongqiang and Liu Fann clinked glasses of wine and drank it all in one gulp.    

    

The bitterness of adults was in the wine. Drink it. It was no big deal.    

    

"If I'm not you, you can drink as much as you want with a cup of tea. Don't forget it. Someone's making noise for you. . . "    

    

The song was finished and the lingering sound was heard.    

    

Liu Fann put away his emotions and looked at Tang Feifei. The latter was staring at him, as if she was in a daze.    

    

"Fei Fei, you're drooling. "    

    

Liu Fann suddenly raised his voice and shouted.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Tang Feifei woke up and subconsciously wiped her mouth. She then realized that Liu Fann was teasing her.    

    

She rolled her eyes at Liu Fann and took a deep breath. She looked at Liu Fann with admiration. "Mr Liu Fann, I lost. I admit defeat. If you make your debut, you will definitely be furious!"    

    

"That's right, brother. Do you want to consider making your debut and becoming a big star? I can consider being your manager. "    

    

Liu Xiaodia ran behind Liu Fann eagerly and hugged his neck as she spoke intimately.    

    

In fact, she really wanted to hug her brother to comfort him.    

    

"Haha, what big star? Your brother is a billionaire. If you don't have anything, you don't need to be a star. . . Cough cough, Fei Fei, I really don't mean to belittle you. "    

    

Liu Fann smiled awkwardly.    

    

Liu Xiaodia and his mother still didn't believe that he was a billionaire. They thought that Liu Fann was just bragging.    

    

But Tang Feifei actually believed him.    

    

With her hearsay of Liu Fann's ability, it was not difficult for Liu Fann to get so much money.    

    

"Mr Liu Fann, Sister Feifei has already admitted defeat. Don't you have anything you want her to do?"    

    

Zhao Xiaoxin smiled slyly at Liu Fann and teased Tang Feifei.    

    

"Xiaoxin, let's go back and settle the score. "    

    

Tang Feifei glared at Zhao Xiaoxin.    

    

"I have already said that we can just write a song for our Youguang Village. "    

    

Liu Fann was not someone who would take advantage of others when they were in danger.    

    

"Mr Liu Fann, you are looking down on me, Tang Feifei. This matter is not counted. We are friends, so we have to help. Tell me something else. "    

    

Tang Feifei took a sip of the beer and said straightforwardly.    

    

The corner of Liu Fann's eye twitched. Why did he still have to do things on his own. . .    

    

He rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled. "That's easy. After we eat later, you can come with me to the fields to pick vegetables. Maybe it will bring you some creativity. "    

    

Tang Feifei was stunned. She picked up a lettuce and dipped it in the sauce like a tomboy and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she made an OK gesture and her eyes curved into crescent moons.    

    

"So cute. I even love it. "    

    

Liu Xiaodia clicked her tongue and sighed. Then she whispered to Liu Fann, "Big brother, this is a good opportunity. Ms Yuvwei, you are not good enough. Sister Feifei, you have to grasp it. "    

    

Holy sh * t, what do you mean I am not good enough for Ms Yuvwei?    

    

Liu Fann glared at her, "Go away, don't talk nonsense. "    

    

. . .    

    

In the field outside Youguang Village.    

    

"Big reporter, give me a full photo too. Take a good look at the photo. Let me tell you, when I was young, I was also a flower in this village. People call me Tofu Sishi. "    

    

"Reporter, don't just take photos. What are you asking? Why do you need me to teach you?"    

    

"This reporter isn't professional. I can even tell that your uncle is a reporter. "    

    

"Come, come, boys. Eat some fruits. The weather is really hot. . . "    

    

Bi Naiann and Deng Xiaobing were surrounded by a group of enthusiastic and active villagers. The cameras and microphones were almost taken away by the curious villagers.    

    

If not for the fruits that the villagers gave them, they would have definitely escaped!    

    

It took them about an hour to interview, take pictures, and take videos before the two of them had time to return to the car to rest.    

    

"Brother Milk, the camera is running out of battery. What should we do?"    

    

Deng Xiaobin hugged his beloved equipment with a sad face. He even chewed on the tomatoes as he felt very sweet.    

    

So his expression changed between crying and laughing.    

    

Bi Naiann's eyes were blank and her entire body was exhausted. Just now, there was an aunty who wanted her to film a close-up of her running excitedly while hugging a cabbage.    

    

He wanted to refuse, but the key was that there was a group of strong men staring at him by the side. Even if he wanted to refuse, he could not!    

    

Half an hour, and they even f * cking asked him to write a short description and report it. . .    

    

F * ck, Bi Naiann almost forgot why she came to this village.    

    

"How many photos did you take?"    

    

Bi Naiann asked weakly.    

    

"More than five hundred. More than three hundred photos of people. The rest are fruits and vegetables. . . "    

    

Deng Xiaobin said and wanted to cry again.    

    

"Vegetables and fruits are very sweet, but why does my heart hurt so much?"    

    

Bi Naiann choked on a pear.    

    

She had originally come for the big star Tang Feifei. Now, Tang Feifei's shadow was not even filmed, and she even pretended to be a reporter. What was this called?    

    

"Hey, big star, big star, what village do you have to enter? If you could take the initiative to come out and let me film, how great would that be. . . "    

    

Bi Naiann sighed. Thinking of the mortgage on her shoulder, she felt her scalp go numb and her limbs go weak.    

    

Deng Xiaobin also looked out of the car blankly and felt sleepy.    

    

At this moment, he seemed to see a shadow passing by in front of the car.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Deng Xiaobin blinked and looked over with his eyes wide open.    

    

"Brother Milk, Brother Milk, look at that person. Doesn't he look like the big star we're looking for?"