Chapter 272 (1/2)
Melancholy is only temporary, and soon Yunyang is excited again.
”Don't you want to know who master Lin is?”
”As soon as I woke up today, I got the news that master Lin had set out to come here.
Now the family is making preparations and has invited many Hangzhou celebrities. No accident, we can see real people tonight! ”
”Go, while it's still early, I'll introduce some friends you know!”
……
Hangzhou Yunjia, luxury cars like rain, celebrities like rain.
Led by Yunyang, Jiang Weiyu is shocked and addicted to the weather. On the other hand, Lin Hao has driven with aunt Tang from Liucheng.
”There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.
I've always heard that Hangzhou is a beautiful place. Unfortunately, I've never been there. It's rare to have a chance this time, but I have to have fun! ”
There was some silence.
Seeing that Aunt Tang is worried and depressed, Lin Hao takes the initiative to open the conversation.
Aunt sugar smiled reluctantly and didn't make much noise.
Lin Hao didn't care either and said with a smile, ”aunt Tang, have you ever been to Hangzhou? I heard that the West Lake there is very beautiful.
What does the poem say? The water is gorgeous and sunny, and the mountain is empty and rainy. It's always appropriate to make up the West Lake better than the West Lake... ”
Shaking my head, I look like I'm a cultural man and I've read a lot of books.
Before the result was finished, aunt sugar laughed immediately.
After beating Lin Hao, she said angrily with white eyes: ”annoying ghost, don't you feel ashamed if you don't shut up quickly?
I tell you, it's Shuiguang, not gorgeous. In addition, it's always suitable for light makeup and heavy makeup, not heavy makeup and light makeup.
It's true. A good poem can make you recite like this. If the Dongpo resident hears it, it's estimated that the coffin can't hold down and wants to jump up and kill you... ”
The more I said, the more I couldn't help laughing.
”So it is. Aunt sugar is good and reads a lot!” Lin Hao is not angry either.
Smiling and flattering, he turned his head and asked, ”who is the resident of Dongpo, the one who makes Dongpo meat?”
After that, he took care of himself and said happily, ”it should not be. The cook who makes Dongpo meat is not a poet...”
It's obviously pretending to be stupid, but it's still true.
Aunt Tang only said that he really didn't know, so she seriously popularized science for him. When she found the smile on the corner of his mouth, she was deceived and embarrassed, and suddenly it was another powder fist.
I feel much better after such a fuss.
Lin Hao was also in a good mood and said with a smile, ”aunt sugar, listen to the song. Why don't I sing it for you?”
Aunt Tang didn't think much, nodded and said, ”OK, as long as you don't tell jokes and recite poetry, you can do anything!”
I'm not afraid of anything. First, I'm afraid of reciting poetry and second, I'm afraid of making jokes.
Reciting poetry is better. After all, now she knows that it is to make her happy.
What a joke!
Other people's jokes are jokes. This guy's jokes either make people feel cold or her teeth itch to bite!
However, she soon found that it seemed that singing was not a wise choice.
”Ah ha ha, ah ha ha!”
”Ah ha ha, ah ha ha!”
”The beauty of the West Lake, my God in March!”
”Spring rain is like wine and willows are like smoke!”
“……”
It's amazing to open your voice!
That's it. The song ”crossing love” came and went, howling all the way.
It's not that there's a problem with this song. In fact, this song is very good. It's going to Hangzhou soon. Hangzhou is famous for its thin West Lake. It's very suitable to sing this song.
The problem is that this guy refused to sing well. She couldn't help laughing and was angry, but wanted to hit people.
That's it. Unconsciously, nearly nine hours passed.