Chapter 351
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Facts have proved that he Yang Yi does not have Conan's constitution, and he can't meet anything anywhere.
This is not, Guo Ziyi and Wang Chao went out for a circle of dance, and when they came back, they were sweating on their heads, and there was no accident.
"Wang Chao, is it fun?" Zhu Liyang asked enviously.
"It's fun. When you enter the dance floor, you don't know the southeast, the northwest, and you know how to dance with the music." Wang Chao pulled the hair band off, then straightened his hair, and then brought it up again. He said coolly.
"What if you can't dance?" Zhu Liyang hesitated.
"If you can't dance, you can jump. If you can't dance, you can't dance, so you can't dance." Guo Ziyi said with a smile.
"Who said I couldn't dance? Who can dance better than me Wang Chaohong's face turned red. He didn't know whether he had drunk too much or was ashamed to be exposed. He yelled, "Zhu Liyang, don't be so counselled. Anyway, no one cares how you dance on the dance floor. They all jump around there."
"Brother Yang, let's go and play together!" Guo Ziyi also encouraged.
Ding Xiang smiles to remind a sentence: "want to go, now hurry to go, late more people, people crowded on the dance floor, not even a place to settle down."
"Go, go!" Zhu liyang's heart is horizontal.
"Well, you wait for me, and I will go too!" Long Ni couldn't help but follow up.
There are Yang Yi and Ding Xiang here.
"Ding Xiang, don't be restrained. If you want to play today, don't think about anything else. If you want to play, go ahead!" Yang Yi picked her eyebrows and said to Ding Xiang, who has been holding her glass of gradual juice.
Ding Xiang didn't know whether she was reluctant to drink it or worried that Yang Yi would spend more money. After drinking this fruit juice for half a day, she only drank half of it. Those people did not know how many cups they had changed. Yang Yi was afraid that they would get drunk as soon as they came up. Later, they were asked to order low-alcohol champagne cocktails.
"Brother Yang, I don't like dancing. I'd better forget it." Ding Xiang waved his hand in embarrassment.
Yang Yi smiles, without much persuasion. He drinks his mojito while listening to the songs of the band here.
"Brother Yang, why don't you go dancing?" Ding Xiang asked curiously.
"Oh, me, dancing is suitable for you young people, I am an old man, forget it!" Yang Yi smiles and says.
"Brother Yang, you are only in your early 30s. How can you get old?" Ding Xiang argued for him.
Yang Yi laughs but doesn't speak. His age in this life is indeed in his early 30s. However, in his previous life In his previous life, he was not sure how old he was when he died, because he was abducted to foreign countries by killer organizations since he was a child. He has lived in a killing world since he remembered. He has no idea of his name, native place and birth date. He can only roughly estimate that when he died, he was nearly 40 years old.
The body is not old, the mentality is really mature, many vicissitudes ah!
"Ah, brother Yang, look, isn't that singer Lin mu'an?" Ding Xiang suddenly found something, pointing to the young man on the stage with a guitar.
Lin mu'an?
Yang Yi remembers the name. He turns to see that the band has gone down before. Now the singer who wants to play and sing on the stage is the young man he has met twice.
For the first time, he wanted to apply for a job as a pianist in his coffee shop. The second time, he borrowed his piano and played a new song for his girlfriend.
It turned out that he was singing in this bar.
"Brother Yang, don't you remember him?" Ding Xiang saw that Yang Yi didn't say anything, so he asked.
"Remember, let's listen to the music! The Cantonese songs he sings are not bad. " Yang Yi nodded and laughed.
……
In Yang Huan's residence, Yang Huan and Xi Xi face each other and sit on the sofa. Yang Huan holds up his face and stares at Xi Xi's eyes. Xi Xi also learned from the little aunt, two small arms on the thigh, and then support the small face, eyes hard to lift up, and the little aunt.
"Little aunt, I feel so boring When can I come back? " Xi Xi Du mouth, in fact, is squeezed out of the palm, word by word to say.
"Your father didn't come back so soon..." Yang Huan is still a little unconvinced in her heart. She thinks that she can't just give up. She has to find a way to coax Xi Xi to be happy, otherwise, she will be too disgraced!
Suddenly, Yang Huan had an idea. She stood up, patted her thighs, and made a "bang" sound across her pajamas: "Xi Xi, I remember, don't you know how to tell a story? You used to say that you used to tell stories to your friends in kindergarten! "
"Yes, little aunt, do you want me to tell you a story?" Xi Xi was interested. She blinked her big eyes and asked happily.
If the role changes, Yang Huan is also very willing to Xi Xi to tell himself a story, he is comfortable to lie down to listen to the line, why so hard!
But she is an adult. She takes care of Xi Xi Xi, not Xi Xi Xi! If Xi Xi wants to tell her a story, how can Huanjie have the face to mix in this world?
So, Yang Huan said with a smile, "I think so! You can tell stories, and then I can act! "
As for her arrogance, she learned some basic skills of acting with Guo Ziyi and Qin Wen, and she dared to claim that she could actXi Xi believed it. Her small mouth was as round as a duck's egg. "Oh," she cried, looking at her aunt in surprise.
"Then we can play games like this, you tell the story, and then I will show you the story according to your story!" Yang said with a smile, "well, is this a good idea?"
Xi Xi happily patted her small palm and said, "OK, OK, this is fun!"
But what story should I tell my little aunt?
Xi Xi thought for a moment and decided to tell her a new story that her father told her not long ago.
"A long time ago, there was a beautiful girl, as beautiful as Xi Xi!" Xi Xi jumped off the sofa and said with dancing.
"Wait a minute, Xi Xi Xi, you sit on the sofa and say that your little aunt is performing below." Yang Huan takes Xi Xi Xi back.
"All right." Xi Xi nodded and said, "her name is Xiaoxin. Baba said that she has no hemp, only a second hemp. Then, the second hemp is not her real hemp. She doesn't like her! Bullying Xiaoxin, her two sisters also want her to work, so poor. "
"Well, at work!" Yang Huan found a rag, left and right, and knelt on the floor.
"Mm-hmm, Xiao Xin's clothes are always dirty and dirty. There are no good-looking clothes to wear." Xixi continued.
"Clothes, I have no clothes to wear." Yang Huan pretended to be pitiful and fell on the ground, wiping tears.
"Hee hee, my little aunt is so good." Xi Xi holds the ground to clap small palm, praise way.
"Go on, you go on!" Yang Huan was in full swing.
Xi Xi scratched her head, recalled what her father had said, and then said, "then, Xiao Xin can't go dancing yet! Her second sister has gone to the dance with her sister
"Why can't I go dancing Woo, woo... " On the ground, Yang Huan stretched out her hand and made a look of crying.
Her performance is exaggerated and extremely tense. If Guo Ziyi evaluates her, she will be praised as a qualified drama actor.
Why don't you say you're a qualified movie actor?
Because that would be too against the will, said to be a drama, as far as possible to exaggerate, but also round the past.
Why don't you just say she's not good?
Of course, you can't say it directly. You will be killed by sister Huan!
Of course, Yang Huan's grandiose acting skills still worked well in front of Xi Xi. Xi Xi liked this and was amused by Yang Huan and kept giggling.
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Facts have proved that he Yang Yi does not have Conan's constitution, and he can't meet anything anywhere.
This is not, Guo Ziyi and Wang Chao went out for a circle of dance, and when they came back, they were sweating on their heads, and there was no accident.
"Wang Chao, is it fun?" Zhu Liyang asked enviously.
"It's fun. When you enter the dance floor, you don't know the southeast, the northwest, and you know how to dance with the music." Wang Chao pulled the hair band off, then straightened his hair, and then brought it up again. He said coolly.
"What if you can't dance?" Zhu Liyang hesitated.
"If you can't dance, you can jump. If you can't dance, you can't dance, so you can't dance." Guo Ziyi said with a smile.
"Who said I couldn't dance? Who can dance better than me Wang Chaohong's face turned red. He didn't know whether he had drunk too much or was ashamed to be exposed. He yelled, "Zhu Liyang, don't be so counselled. Anyway, no one cares how you dance on the dance floor. They all jump around there."
"Brother Yang, let's go and play together!" Guo Ziyi also encouraged.
Ding Xiang smiles to remind a sentence: "want to go, now hurry to go, late more people, people crowded on the dance floor, not even a place to settle down."
"Go, go!" Zhu liyang's heart is horizontal.
"Well, you wait for me, and I will go too!" Long Ni couldn't help but follow up.
There are Yang Yi and Ding Xiang here.
"Ding Xiang, don't be restrained. If you want to play today, don't think about anything else. If you want to play, go ahead!" Yang Yi picked her eyebrows and said to Ding Xiang, who has been holding her glass of gradual juice.
Ding Xiang didn't know whether she was reluctant to drink it or worried that Yang Yi would spend more money. After drinking this fruit juice for half a day, she only drank half of it. Those people did not know how many cups they had changed. Yang Yi was afraid that they would get drunk as soon as they came up. Later, they were asked to order low-alcohol champagne cocktails.
"Brother Yang, I don't like dancing. I'd better forget it." Ding Xiang waved his hand in embarrassment.
Yang Yi smiles, without much persuasion. He drinks his mojito while listening to the songs of the band here.
"Brother Yang, why don't you go dancing?" Ding Xiang asked curiously.
"Oh, me, dancing is suitable for you young people, I am an old man, forget it!" Yang Yi smiles and says.
"Brother Yang, you are only in your early 30s. How can you get old?" Ding Xiang argued for him.
Yang Yi laughs but doesn't speak. His age in this life is indeed in his early 30s. However, in his previous life In his previous life, he was not sure how old he was when he died, because he was abducted to foreign countries by killer organizations since he was a child. He has lived in a killing world since he remembered. He has no idea of his name, native place and birth date. He can only roughly estimate that when he died, he was nearly 40 years old.
The body is not old, the mentality is really mature, many vicissitudes ah!
"Ah, brother Yang, look, isn't that singer Lin mu'an?" Ding Xiang suddenly found something, pointing to the young man on the stage with a guitar.
Lin mu'an?
Yang Yi remembers the name. He turns to see that the band has gone down before. Now the singer who wants to play and sing on the stage is the young man he has met twice.
For the first time, he wanted to apply for a job as a pianist in his coffee shop. The second time, he borrowed his piano and played a new song for his girlfriend.
It turned out that he was singing in this bar.
"Brother Yang, don't you remember him?" Ding Xiang saw that Yang Yi didn't say anything, so he asked.
"Remember, let's listen to the music! The Cantonese songs he sings are not bad. " Yang Yi nodded and laughed.
……
In Yang Huan's residence, Yang Huan and Xi Xi face each other and sit on the sofa. Yang Huan holds up his face and stares at Xi Xi's eyes. Xi Xi also learned from the little aunt, two small arms on the thigh, and then support the small face, eyes hard to lift up, and the little aunt.
"Little aunt, I feel so boring When can I come back? " Xi Xi Du mouth, in fact, is squeezed out of the palm, word by word to say.
"Your father didn't come back so soon..." Yang Huan is still a little unconvinced in her heart. She thinks that she can't just give up. She has to find a way to coax Xi Xi to be happy, otherwise, she will be too disgraced!
Suddenly, Yang Huan had an idea. She stood up, patted her thighs, and made a "bang" sound across her pajamas: "Xi Xi, I remember, don't you know how to tell a story? You used to say that you used to tell stories to your friends in kindergarten! "
"Yes, little aunt, do you want me to tell you a story?" Xi Xi was interested. She blinked her big eyes and asked happily.
If the role changes, Yang Huan is also very willing to Xi Xi to tell himself a story, he is comfortable to lie down to listen to the line, why so hard!
But she is an adult. She takes care of Xi Xi Xi, not Xi Xi Xi! If Xi Xi wants to tell her a story, how can Huanjie have the face to mix in this world?
So, Yang Huan said with a smile, "I think so! You can tell stories, and then I can act! "
As for her arrogance, she learned some basic skills of acting with Guo Ziyi and Qin Wen, and she dared to claim that she could actXi Xi believed it. Her small mouth was as round as a duck's egg. "Oh," she cried, looking at her aunt in surprise.
"Then we can play games like this, you tell the story, and then I will show you the story according to your story!" Yang said with a smile, "well, is this a good idea?"
Xi Xi happily patted her small palm and said, "OK, OK, this is fun!"
But what story should I tell my little aunt?
Xi Xi thought for a moment and decided to tell her a new story that her father told her not long ago.
"A long time ago, there was a beautiful girl, as beautiful as Xi Xi!" Xi Xi jumped off the sofa and said with dancing.
"Wait a minute, Xi Xi Xi, you sit on the sofa and say that your little aunt is performing below." Yang Huan takes Xi Xi Xi back.
"All right." Xi Xi nodded and said, "her name is Xiaoxin. Baba said that she has no hemp, only a second hemp. Then, the second hemp is not her real hemp. She doesn't like her! Bullying Xiaoxin, her two sisters also want her to work, so poor. "
"Well, at work!" Yang Huan found a rag, left and right, and knelt on the floor.
"Mm-hmm, Xiao Xin's clothes are always dirty and dirty. There are no good-looking clothes to wear." Xixi continued.
"Clothes, I have no clothes to wear." Yang Huan pretended to be pitiful and fell on the ground, wiping tears.
"Hee hee, my little aunt is so good." Xi Xi holds the ground to clap small palm, praise way.
"Go on, you go on!" Yang Huan was in full swing.
Xi Xi scratched her head, recalled what her father had said, and then said, "then, Xiao Xin can't go dancing yet! Her second sister has gone to the dance with her sister
"Why can't I go dancing Woo, woo... " On the ground, Yang Huan stretched out her hand and made a look of crying.
Her performance is exaggerated and extremely tense. If Guo Ziyi evaluates her, she will be praised as a qualified drama actor.
Why don't you say you're a qualified movie actor?
Because that would be too against the will, said to be a drama, as far as possible to exaggerate, but also round the past.
Why don't you just say she's not good?
Of course, you can't say it directly. You will be killed by sister Huan!
Of course, Yang Huan's grandiose acting skills still worked well in front of Xi Xi. Xi Xi liked this and was amused by Yang Huan and kept giggling.
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Facts have proved that he Yang Yi does not have Conan's constitution, and he can't meet anything anywhere. This is not, Guo Ziyi and Wang Chao went out for a circle of dance, and when they came back, they were sweating on their heads, and there was no accident. "Wang Chao, is it fun?" Zhu Liyang asked enviously. "It's fun. When you enter the dance floor, you don't know the southeast, the northwest, and you know how to dance with the music." Wang Chao pulled the hair band off, then straightened his hair, and then brought it up again. He said coolly. "What if you can't dance?" Zhu Liyang hesitated. "If you can't dance, you can jump. If you can't dance, you can't dance, so you can't dance." Guo Ziyi said with a smile. "Who said I couldn't dance? Who can dance better than me Wang Chaohong's face turned red. He didn't know whether he had drunk too much or was ashamed to be exposed. He yelled, "Zhu Liyang, don't be so counselled. Anyway, no one cares how you dance on the dance floor. They all jump around there." "Brother Yang, let's go and play together!" Guo Ziyi also encouraged. Ding Xiang smiles to remind a sentence: "want to go, now hurry to go, late more people, people crowded on the dance floor, not even a place to settle down." "Go, go!" Zhu liyang's heart is horizontal. "Well, you wait for me, and I will go too!" Long Ni couldn't help but follow up. There are Yang Yi and Ding Xiang here. "Ding Xiang, don't be restrained. If you want to play today, don't think about anything else. If you want to play, go ahead!" Yang Yi picked her eyebrows and said to Ding Xiang, who has been holding her glass of gradual juice. Ding Xiang didn't know whether she was reluctant to drink it or worried that Yang Yi would spend more money. After drinking this fruit juice for half a day, she only drank half of it. Those people did not know how many cups they had changed. Yang Yi was afraid that they would get drunk as soon as they came up. Later, they were asked to order low-alcohol champagne cocktails. "Brother Yang, I don't like dancing. I'd better forget it." Ding Xiang waved his hand in embarrassment. Yang Yi smiles, without much persuasion. He drinks his mojito while listening to the songs of the band here. "Brother Yang, why don't you go dancing?" Ding Xiang asked curiously. "Oh, me, dancing is suitable for you young people, I am an old man, forget it!" Yang Yi smiles and says. "Brother Yang, you are only in your early 30s. How can you get old?" Ding Xiang argued for him. Yang Yi laughs but doesn't speak. His age in this life is indeed in his early 30s. However, in his previous life In his previous life, he was not sure how old he was when he died, because he was abducted to foreign countries by killer organizations since he was a child. He has lived in a killing world since he remembered. He has no idea of his name, native place and birth date. He can only roughly estimate that when he died, he was nearly 40 years old. The body is not old, the mentality is really mature, many vicissitudes ah! "Ah, brother Yang, look, isn't that singer Lin mu'an?" Ding Xiang suddenly found something, pointing to the young man on the stage with a guitar. Lin mu'an? Yang Yi remembers the name. He turns to see that the band has gone down before. Now the singer who wants to play and sing on the stage is the young man he has met twice. For the first time, he wanted to apply for a job as a pianist in his coffee shop. The second time, he borrowed his piano and played a new song for his girlfriend. It turned out that he was singing in this bar. "Brother Yang, don't you remember him?" Ding Xiang saw that Yang Yi didn't say anything, so he asked. "Remember, let's listen to the music! The Cantonese songs he sings are not bad. " Yang Yi nodded and laughed. In Yang Huan's residence, Yang Huan and Xi Xi face each other and sit on the sofa. Yang Huan holds up his face and stares at Xi Xi's eyes. Xi Xi also learned from the little aunt, two small arms on the thigh, and then support the small face, eyes hard to lift up, and the little aunt. "Little aunt, I feel so boring When can I come back? " Xi Xi Du mouth, in fact, is squeezed out of the palm, word by word to say. "Your father didn't come back so soon..." Yang Huan is still a little unconvinced in her heart. She thinks that she can't just give up. She has to find a way to coax Xi Xi to be happy, otherwise, she will be too disgraced! Suddenly, Yang Huan had an idea. She stood up, patted her thighs, and made a "bang" sound across her pajamas: "Xi Xi, I remember, don't you know how to tell a story? You used to say that you used to tell stories to your friends in kindergarten! " "Yes, little aunt, do you want me to tell you a story?" Xi Xi was interested. She blinked her big eyes and asked happily. If the role changes, Yang Huan is also very willing to Xi Xi to tell himself a story, he is comfortable to lie down to listen to the line, why so hard! But she is an adult. She takes care of Xi Xi Xi, not Xi Xi Xi! If Xi Xi wants to tell her a story, how can Huanjie have the face to mix in this world? So, Yang Huan said with a smile, "I think so! You can tell stories, and then I can act! " As for her arrogance, she learned some basic skills of acting with Guo Ziyi and Qin Wen, and she dared to claim that she could actXi Xi believed it. Her small mouth was as round as a duck's egg. "Oh," she cried, looking at her aunt in surprise. "Then we can play games like this, you tell the story, and then I will show you the story according to your story!" Yang said with a smile, "well, is this a good idea?" Xi Xi happily patted her small palm and said, "OK, OK, this is fun!" But what story should I tell my little aunt? Xi Xi thought for a moment and decided to tell her a new story that her father told her not long ago. "A long time ago, there was a beautiful girl, as beautiful as Xi Xi!" Xi Xi jumped off the sofa and said with dancing. "Wait a minute, Xi Xi Xi, you sit on the sofa and say that your little aunt is performing below." Yang Huan takes Xi Xi Xi back. "All right." Xi Xi nodded and said, "her name is Xiaoxin. Baba said that she has no hemp, only a second hemp. Then, the second hemp is not her real hemp. She doesn't like her! Bullying Xiaoxin, her two sisters also want her to work, so poor. " "Well, at work!" Yang Huan found a rag, left and right, and knelt on the floor. "Mm-hmm, Xiao Xin's clothes are always dirty and dirty. There are no good-looking clothes to wear." Xixi continued. "Clothes, I have no clothes to wear." Yang Huan pretended to be pitiful and fell on the ground, wiping tears. "Hee hee, my little aunt is so good." Xi Xi holds the ground to clap small palm, praise way. "Go on, you go on!" Yang Huan was in full swing. Xi Xi scratched her head, recalled what her father had said, and then said, "then, Xiao Xin can't go dancing yet! Her second sister has gone to the dance with her sister "Why can't I go dancing Woo, woo... " On the ground, Yang Huan stretched out her hand and made a look of crying. Her performance is exaggerated and extremely tense. If Guo Ziyi evaluates her, she will be praised as a qualified drama actor. Why don't you say you're a qualified movie actor? Because that would be too against the will, said to be a drama, as far as possible to exaggerate, but also round the past. Why don't you just say she's not good? Of course, you can't say it directly. You will be killed by sister Huan! Of course, Yang Huan's grandiose acting skills still worked well in front of Xi Xi. Xi Xi liked this and was amused by Yang Huan and kept giggling. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
