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A young woman's voice came through the phone, "Excuse me, is this Teacher Xu? I'm a staff member from Blueberry Station."
Xu Li waited for Daria to fasten his belt before responding, "What can I do for you?"
"I'm one of the producers for a music program that focuses on diverse pop music. I wanted to see if you would be interested in participating."
Xu Li raised an eyebrow. "I'm just an amateur. There are so many creators in the country; why did you choose me?"
"You're too modest, Teacher Xu. Right now, one out of ten of the hottest songs in the country has your lyrics or composition."
The woman on the other end seemed ready to say more, but Xu Li interrupted her, "I'm really not interested in these programs. However, I can recommend my two sons to you. I handle their lyrics and compositions myself. What do you think?"
"That sounds great, Teacher Xu! If it's Oleg and Nikola, that would be wonderful!"
Xu Li smiled broadly. "I’m not talking about my eldest and youngest sons; I mean my other two children who have been living in Huaxia. They’ve been exposed to music knowledge since they were young but haven’t debuted yet. I’m not sure if your program would be interested."
"Uh, please hold on a moment."
In a conference room on the other end of the line, a striking woman turned to look at the middle-aged man at the head of the table. "Li Dao, Teacher Xu plans to introduce his other two children. Should we agree?"
"Yes, agree!" The middle-aged man nodded. "It’s just in time for the Youth Group to prepare for the Youth Music Festival!"
"Great!" The woman removed her hand from pressing her phone. "Teacher Xu, we have no problem on our end. How should we contact your children?"
"Goodbye."
After hanging up, Xu Li stood up and grabbed his clothes before heading downstairs to prepare songs. Meanwhile, at Pinnacle Entertainment, Xu Lei hung up the phone and rushed out with car keys in hand.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
He maintained a strong rhythm.
In the center of the boxing gym, Peter was bare-chested and wearing shorts as he relentlessly threw punches at a man across from him. Sweat poured down his face as his sharp eyes focused intently; his muscles were well-defined.
A circle of burly men surrounded the ring, chatting while cheering for the young fighter. Just as Peter threw a left punch and his opponent brought his fists together to dodge, Peter delivered a powerful right hook that slipped through his opponent's arms and landed squarely on his chin: *Smack!*
"Oh Peter! Peter!"
The men erupted with excitement, pounding their fists against the edge of the ring. Gasping for breath, Peter stepped forward and pulled up the fallen man. The burly guy rubbed his chin where he had been hit and removed his mouthguard. "You've got speed and accuracy; you just need more power. Otherwise, that punch would have knocked me out."
I know the coach.
Peter nodded and rolled off the ring, and the strong men immediately surrounded him, continuously patting the young man's muscular frame. Lisa sat on a piece of gym equipment, looking at her boyfriend with eyes full of love that seemed to stretch like taffy.
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