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Chapter 400 Waiting to be cleaned up by me

After singing a section, the little girl with cute shofar braids on the big screen also started to go to school, and she became more and more graceful. Many of the audience were elderly audiences. Many people were already in tears when they saw this scene. .

Yes, only after having children can I realize the painstaking efforts of my parents, but I seem to have never expressed my love to my parents implicitly.

From babbling, to breaking away from parents, having friends after school, leaving parents to work, study and live in a different place regardless of their parents' feelings of rebellion, and then getting married and starting to work around their own small family.

But have you ever thought that, far or near, there is always a light that lights up for you, there is always a mobile phone lying quietly on the table, waiting for your call, there is always a pair of old people who are looking forward to their return home day and night.

"Where's the time

Before you take a good look at your eyes,
Diesel, rice, oil and salt for half a lifetime

In a blink of an eye, there are only wrinkles on the face."

The young staff member of the Spring Festival Gala who had just lured Fat Brother to the backstage rubbed his red eye circles, then dialed his mother's phone and said in a nasal voice:

"Mom, I'll come over tonight, but it's a bit late!"

"It's okay! It's okay! You drive slowly, your parents will wait for you no matter how late!"

Then I heard my mother yelling excitedly on the phone: "Baby dad! My son said he will come back tonight! He will come back tonight!"

Two lines of hot tears rolled down his face...

After the song ended, the photo on the big screen was frozen. Han Hongyi, who was sitting in the front row, stared at the photo of his daughter on the big screen, and finally couldn't help but lowered his head and pretended to rub his eyes to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

And those netizens who were still waiting to complain about Fat Brother, the "traitor" in the complaining world, had nowhere to start, and began to turn into one-sided praise.

"I really can't spray this song, come on."

"At first, I was quite disappointed to see that Fatty had left our organization, but now it seems that he is on the Spring Festival Gala."

"Brother Fat's song is the best in the Spring Festival Gala, I don't need to comment on the rest!"

"I'm sorry to say, I cried when I heard that."

"Don't be embarrassed upstairs, I cried too..."

"Fat brother, you made me cry again, lose money!"

As soon as I got to the backstage, the staff and other performers rushed to say hello to Fat Brother, and some even wanted to go up and ask for a group photo autograph or something. Now that Fat Brother's show is over, he should be willing, Fat Brother has no choice but to hastily After signing a few names, I apologize to everyone that I still have things to do first.

Originally, there was a group appearance after the Spring Festival Gala. Fat Brother didn’t want to participate anymore. Han Yuyun was still waiting for him at home. Since the wedding date was set, Fat Brother has been thinking about running home every day. This small family has a special meaning for him. Endless appeal.

Just after the New Year's Eve, Han Hongyi started working, and Han Yuyun and his fat brother walked hand in hand in the streets and alleys. When the two walked to a square, they saw many people surrounded, and there were vague There was a quarrel, how could a nosy person like Fat Brother let go of this opportunity!
The fat guy in full armor squeezed in with difficulty and saw that surrounded by a dozen or so young people divided into two factions, one side was his own family, and the other side was said to be sticks by the crowd eating melons.

"Why is this?"

Fat Brother asked a middle-aged man next to him who seemed to be filled with righteous indignation. Seeing that he was still holding the baby, he probably came out to hang out with his family.

"I didn't really understand it. It seems that these young people belong to some kind of association. They set up a stall here to help people write couplets or something, and the sticks over there came to smash the place, and people on both sides quarreled. See, the table It's all overturned, it's too much!"

It can be seen that the middle-aged man really wanted to go up and help, but he couldn't get in the way, because these people were arguing and talking about poems and words.

"You even own your writing and language. What face do you have to compete with us for poetry here?"

A spectacled man with glasses seemed to want to eat people, pointing at a man with a single eyelid and a pie face opposite him and yelled.

"Hehe, you also said that Chinese medicine is yours, and the result? UNESCO only recognizes our Korean medicine!"

The pie-faced man on the opposite side spoke a long string in their own dialect, and a girl next to him translated it in standard Mandarin. The understated attitude undoubtedly made the young man on the opposite side even more furious, and rushed forward to beat him up , but was held back by his companions.

"Do you want to hit someone? You have to think clearly, these are foreigners."

The translation made everyone present furious.

"What about foreigners? We have to abide by our rules here! Seeing that you have learned our Chinese on purpose, you should know what kind of crime it is to deliberately provoke trouble in public, right?"

When the atmosphere on the field was awkward, Fat Brother stepped forward and said loudly.

"We, no, they didn't!"

The girl who acted as an interpreter was probably a college student or something, so it was okay to talk about it, but she panicked when she met Shanggang online.

"No? Did you turn this table over by yourself?"

The fat man pointed at the overturned table and overturned ink, and the female translator immediately fell silent.

"Well, actually, I also understand how you guys feel. There is a good saying, the more you lack something, the more you want to show off. If you don't have something at home, you have to steal it. Do you mean that? ?”

The fat brother asked loudly to the crowd.

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

"Yes! My brother is right!"

There was a sound of harmony all around.

The girl translated Fat Brother's words to the stick in a low voice, and their faces turned black when they heard it.

"No matter what you say, our country is ahead of you in the field of poetry anyway!"

Big Pie Face doesn't dare to use the United Nations as an issue anymore, and just opens its mouth to talk nonsense.

"Be ahead of us? Little brother, do you want to compare?"

Fat Brother was delighted when he heard it, how dare this grandson speak out.

The girl who acted as an interpreter turned over Fat Brother's words, and Dabing immediately smiled. She seemed happier than Fat Brother.

"Mr. Li Zhiyu said no problem, just compare the ancient poems, what if you lose?"

The female translator saw that the pie-faced man named Li Zhiyu seemed to be full of confidence, and she even regained some confidence, and looked at the man wearing a mask and hat with a little disdain and said.

"If I lose, I will not only admit that the poems are yours, but I also admit that the Chinese characters are yours, the earth is yours, and even the universe is yours, okay?"

Fat Brother said loudly with a smirk.

As soon as the words fell, the crowd of onlookers burst into laughter, and many of them were even clapping and cheering.

When Li Zhiyu heard this, his face, which was just a little bit better, immediately darkened by two points. He didn't want to talk to this "sharp-mouthed" Chinese man in front of him. He thought that poetry was his field of expertise.

"Wait a minute! Then if you lose..."

"At your disposal!"

Li Zhiyu interrupted Fat Brother impatiently, and he still spoke Chinese, but the pronunciation was weird.

"Hey! You have practiced our Chinese first! Don't worry, listen to me. I mean, if you lose, what will you do if you refuse to admit it?"

Fat brother looked leisurely, and Li Zhiyu and others on the opposite side just wanted to punch him in the face. The young man who was so choked by Li Zhiyu just now was so happy to see this!

"I can't lose! I can't cheat! I guarantee it with the glory of the Republic of China!"

When Li Zhiyu was in a hurry, the dialect came out again.

Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. If something like poetry, which cannot be quantified, meets a shameless opponent, not only Fat Brother, but even the onlookers will feel that this matter is hanging.

But no matter how shameless this big pie face is, the fat brother is absolutely sure to convince him, Li Dubai doesn't know, right?Don't you know about the eight Tang and Song Dynasties?
Wait to be cleaned up by me!
(End of this chapter)