Zhou Yang stared: "Only serious and artistic music can withstand the test of time and endure forever! Can you still listen to pop music from two hundred years ago? It has disappeared long ago!"

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "Classical music is so difficult that only composers with a professional background can figure it out. If you can write one song in a lifetime, you are a famous person. If you write two songs, you are a master. If you write more than three songs, you are a legend."

Zhou Yang laughed angrily and said: "I think you just don't want to write these nonsense. After all, you can't make money from classics!"

Zhang Qing said frankly: "Absolutely."

Seeing how angry Zhou Yang was, Qi Juan burst out laughing.

After the food was packed, the three of them went out. After saying goodbye to Zhou Yang, Zhang Qing and Qi Juan got into the car.

Seeing so many dishes in the back seat, Zhang Qing wondered: "This is too much, why are you packing so much and taking it away?"

Qi Juan showed her fox tail and said, "I heard that sea cucumber is called sea cucumber. I'll give it to you."

"Holy shit!!"

Zhang Qing was shocked: "Aren't you humiliating me? I still need to make up for it?!"

Qi Juan giggled, with a dangerous look in her eyes, and said: "Work harder tonight, and sleep on the plane tomorrow. When you wake up, you will arrive in New York, and you don't have to suffer from jet lag. How great!"

Zhang Qing looked at Qi Juan's eyes and shuddered. Was he trying to tire him to death...

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Chapter completed!