As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 193 Thirty-year-old woman, are you polite?
Mushroom house.

"Why did you call me Mr. Zhan during the weekend? There seems to be some story behind it?"

When Teacher He heard the name Zhan Ying was called on the weekend, he couldn't help but curiously asked if there was any origin for this title.

"There is a story, but I think it's better to let her tell it herself."

Naturally, I didn’t call him this on weekends to embarrass Zhan Ying.

But because no one else in the mushroom house was familiar with Zhan Ying, he deliberately called him that to arouse everyone's curiosity, and then gave Zhan Ying the opportunity to introduce himself.

"What's the story?"

After hearing what Zhou Zhou said, others became more and more curious and looked at Zhan Ying.

"Actually, there is no special story. It's just that one time when I was explaining a chess game, I sat down with a very senior senior in our Go community, and then I accidentally said the wrong thing, and we became brothers. He was nicknamed Mr. Zhan by everyone.”

Although Zhan Ying has no achievements in the Go world, he is in a league of his own in the live broadcast world, otherwise he would not be laughed at and called the holy body of live broadcasts.

Even if it was a very small thing, everyone in the Mushroom House was overjoyed when she said it.

"Haha, that's it."

"So interesting!"

After Zhan Ying's explanation, everyone in the mushroom house quickly became familiar with Zhan Ying.

Sharing your own embarrassing stories can sometimes make people closer to each other.

Of course Zhan Ying also understood the weekend's good intentions, so not only was she not angry at the weekend's teasing, she was actually a little grateful.

If it weren't for Mr. Zhan on the weekend, she would have looked out of place with others on the show.

"There shouldn't be any more guests coming today, so you can eat."

While everyone was talking, Teacher Huang came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Finally it's time to eat. I'm hungry."

After talking about the weekend, I took the initiative to help bring out the dishes.

Silk eel noodles, stir-fried dried bacon, Xiangxi cured duck...

Soon, a table of dishes with a very Xiangxi flavor was served.

"Wow, it smells so good and looks delicious!"

Teacher Huang's cooking skills are also one of the highlights of this show. He prepared a table of home-style dishes that were full of color, flavor and flavor. As soon as the dishes were served, everyone's mouth watered.

"Let's have dinner. Don't be polite. Just treat it like your own home."

As a chef, Teacher Huang naturally smiled happily when he saw that everyone was satisfied with the dishes.

"This is the eel noodles you ordered during the weekend, give it a try."

"Yueyue, don't you like to eat bacon? Eat more."

Soon, everyone was eating and drinking like a family at the dining table under the pavilion.

After the storm passed, all the dishes on the table had been eaten.

Especially Da Peng, who is getting more and more plump, even cooked three bowls of rice in a row, making Teacher Huang and Teacher He envious.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat. When I was as big as Da Peng, I was actually very good at eating."

After eating and drinking, everyone sat around under the pavilion and chatted.

The location of the mushroom house is between two mountains. When everyone is sitting in the yard, they can just hear the sound of the pine forest not far away being blown by the mountain wind.

"It would be nice to have some music at this time. It's like the Seven Sages of the Ancient Bamboo Grove living in seclusion in the mountains, talking or playing the piano and singing. It's quite ancient."

After all, Teacher Huang used to be a teacher, and he has a bit of a literati temperament.

"Teacher Huang, have you forgotten that Brother Mo is a talented musician?"

Although Weekend has been filming movies for nearly a year and rarely appears in the public eye, the songs he composed before still often appear on the charts of major music platforms.

So when Teacher Huang talked about music, Da Peng immediately thought of the weekend.

"Ahem~ Brother, have you never listened to weekend songs?" Sister Zifeng heard that Da Peng seemed to want to let weekend sing, so she quickly stopped her.

Because sister Zifeng has really listened to the music from the weekend. It is not so much music as it is yin music.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage at this time also became very lively.

"Hahaha, I'm going to die laughing. Da Peng actually dared to ask Zhou Zhou to take the initiative to sing."

"If Da Peng knew that Weekend's song list was full of gloomy music such as big funerals, would he regret letting Weekend sing?"

"Sister Zifeng seems to be a true fan and knows the details of the weekend."

"Da Peng definitely doesn't know. As soon as he opened his mouth over the weekend, he would be sent to the ICU at worst, or sent away at worst."

"The last person who sang on the weekend was admitted to the ICU or sent directly to the mourning hall."

……

Mushroom house.

"Sister Zifeng, in fact, I can also sing normal pop music."

What Yin Le people are, that is the world's prejudice against themselves.

I feel on the weekend that it’s time to clear my name.

"That's right, there is also a song called "Chengdu"."

When sister Zifeng heard what Zhou Xing said, she thought about it for a while. Although Zhou Xing's normal composition only had one song called Chengdu, she couldn't say there was none.

"Ahem, I won't sing Chengdu today."

I took a look at the sunny weather over the weekend. If the song "Chengdu" was sung and it rained, it would ruin the atmosphere a bit.

"Then what are you going to sing?"

Sister Zifeng looked at the weekend curiously. In her impression, it seemed that apart from Chengdu, there were no other normal works on the weekend.

Weekend did not answer immediately. Instead, he swept his eyes over everyone. Finally, after staying on Zhan Ying for a while, he suddenly said: "Yes, I remembered a song."

"What song is it?"

Zhan Ying was a little frightened by Weekend's eyes, and asked subconsciously.

"A thirty-year-old woman."

Weekend smiled at Zhan Ying and slowly said the title of a song.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage suddenly became lively when they heard the song title announced by the weekend.

"Hahaha, when I said the song title at the end of the weekend, why did I have to look at Zhan Ying?"

"It's so funny, that look on weekends is so meaningful. Is this song related to Zhan Ying?"

"Can't you? Zhan Ying is almost thirty, isn't she?"

"Pfft!!! A 30-year-old woman sings about Zhan Ying's love, so she wins the bamboo shoot!!!"

"I can't do it anymore, I'll laugh to death."

"With that look at the end of the weekend, even if the singer is not Zhan Ying, I'm afraid people will still think of her as Zhan Ying."

Mushroom house.

When Zhan Ying heard this song title, she wanted to slap herself in the mouth. Why did she bother to ask such a question.

Isn't this just hitting the muzzle of the gun?

Just when Zhan Ying was regretting it, she had already taken over an acoustic guitar from Da Peng on the weekend.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a few seconds, he opened his eyes again. The playfulness in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by seriousness.

After a while, the chords sounded, and the gentle melody made people relax unconsciously.

"She is a thirty-year-old woman who is not yet married..."

(End of this chapter)