Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 194 Great Enjoyment

Zhao Hao shook his head, smiled and refused to answer.

"You must understand!" Damai looked at him and said firmly.

"Da da da"

Xu Hongdou walked out of the room holding a black chain bag, walked downstairs with a smile, and walked out of the windy courtyard with the two of them.

At this time, Hu Youyu and Ma Qiushan just walked out of their rooms, and saw Zhao Hao leading two beautiful girls out of the courtyard.

Hu Youyu, who was full of love, was a little jealous, and sighed with jealousy:

"Is it possible that a handsome guy is so popular? He can actually lead a girl out of the small courtyard after knowing him for a day and refusing to go out for a month. Zhao Hao is a talent!"

Ma Qiushan is not very interested in young people's relationships, but he also feels that Zhao Hao is definitely more popular with girls than Hu Youyu, and he is better than Hu Youyu in terms of conversation and temperament.

"Lao Hu, keep working hard and don't be discouraged. I think you are versatile and will definitely be more popular with girls." Ma Qiu Shankou encouraged him unkindly.

"Master Ma is still insightful!" Hu Youyu immediately beamed after hearing the encouragement.

The three people who walked out of the small courtyard chatted one after another while walking. The two girls walked closer and were slightly farther away from Zhao Hao.

Despite this, Zhao Hao still quietly got close to the two girls, moisturizing and quietly sending himself into their hearts.

"Da Mai, you look very gentle and gentle, why do you think of suspense novels? Are you influenced by Chris Agatha?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile.

The latter slowed down and glanced at him, nodded and then asked softly;
"You also like grandma's novels?"

"Murder on the Orient Express, No Survival, Roger Mystery, Crime Under the Sun. I have read all of these, whether they are original books or movies." Zhao Hao nodded and said with a smile.

Xu Hongdou on the side frowned when she heard the familiar name and asked:
"These are the kind of stories about human nature, right? I remember Murder on the Orient Express was about revenge, and I've also seen No Survivors. It was quite surprising."

Damai smiled slightly and explained to her:
"I also liked reading this kind of novels since I was a child, and then I liked watching horror movies. Then when I wrote novels, I also liked this kind of suspense. I found it very exciting."

Seemingly weak, but actually seeking excitement?

This woman is such a contrast!
After walking out of Yunmiao Village, the three of them came to a nearby small river. It was said that the river was a little overflowing, and it was more appropriate to say that it was a moving ditch.

The river is only four or five meters wide, the shallow part is only a few dozen centimeters, and the deep part is only about one meter. Children here are playing and catching fish by the river.

Seeing them playing so carefree, Zhao Hao said in a wicked way:
"Seeing them having so much fun, I really want to give each of them an exercise book and let them go home and do their homework."

The two girls standing next to him smiled slightly and continued to watch the children playing in the river.

Zhao Hao closed his mouth and continued to watch the children fishing in the river with the two girls, but his eyes kept looking around.

After a while, he analyzed again:

"I seriously doubt whether the Golden Age was written here. Look at the river here, the mountains over there, and the little shepherd boys herding cows. They are so similar."

As a young and artistic woman, Damai has naturally seen the Golden Age, but she is still a little timid to talk about any of its contents, especially in front of an unfamiliar man.

Xu Hongdou, who was standing aside, looked at Zhao Hao, looked at him with some confusion and asked:
"Those of you who are engaged in the advertising business, do you also need to have a certain degree of artistic literacy?" "Well, you do, but you also need to have good cultivation to avoid going berserk when a client calls you in the middle of the night and asks you to revise the copy overnight." Zhao Hao laughed at himself.

"That's true. One of my high school classmates is also in the advertising industry. She complained that she had to stay up all night when working overtime and was very tired." Xu Hongdou said with deep understanding.

The three of them continued chatting by the river, and they seemed to be getting more and more interested in each other as they chatted.Although the thoughts hidden in the heart were not expressed, the feeling of being able to talk made everyone happy.

Some people have known each other for decades but never feel like they can get along with each other. Some people have only known each other for a few days, but after contacting and chatting, they feel like they have met each other too late.

The warm sun was high, and the three of them walked around outside and returned to the windy courtyard. Under Zhao Hao's guidance, Damai was more talkative than before, and so was Xu Hongdou.

In the small courtyard, Ma Qiu Shan was meditating under a tree, with his back straight and his eyes closed, like a master from this world.

There was no one else in the courtyard, so Zhao Hao turned around and asked the two girls:
"It's still early, why not find some entertainment to relax your mood? Everyone is out to have fun anyway."

Xu Hongdou looked at the time and saw that it was indeed very early, just after nine o'clock. At this time, he was thinking that it was too early to have lunch and he was too lazy to go anywhere else.

The two of them turned their attention to Damai, who looked a little embarrassed. She originally wanted to go back to her room to sleep, but now that they were looking at her like this, she felt embarrassed to suggest that she go back to her room to sleep.

After Damai thought for a moment, he tentatively said;

"There is a small terrace upstairs with an awning and a tea table. You can go upstairs to read a book and drink tea to pass the time."

"Then let's go upstairs and sit and chat, drink tea, and read a book?" Zhao Hao suggested with a smile.

"I'll prepare the tea set!" Xu Hongdou said with a smile.

"I'm going to prepare books. Which one do you like, suspense novels or classics?" Damai asked.

"A famous book!" Zhao Hao said with a smile. He had read most of the famous suspense books, but there was nothing new or insightful after reading them.

Not long after, the three of them gathered under the awning upstairs, with tea cups in front of each of them and classics in their hands.

Xu Hongdou volunteered and picked One Hundred Years of Solitude, Damai picked up the book "Wild Geese Flying South", and Zhao Hao picked up Notre Dame de Paris.

The three of them chatted while sitting in a strange place, drank a cup of warm tea together, and then began to focus on reading the books in their hands, ending the chat.

Ten minutes passed. Zhao Hao felt a little thirsty and put down his book to drink a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

The two girls sitting opposite him lay down on the table, each holding a book in one hand to cover their face, with their face pressed on the other arm, a familiar and classic sleeping position.

"I fell asleep so quickly!"

Zhao Hao looked at the two girls who were deceiving themselves and showed a helpless smile like a head teacher. He just looked at them and said:
"You are the worst class I have ever led!"

The sleeping two men gently let go of the books, and as the books fell onto the water, the two girls revealed the outlines of their peaceful and tranquil faces.

Damai is gentle and charming, with white and rosy cheeks and a bit cute; Xu Hongdou's mouth slightly turned down as if he was remembering something unhappy, which is endearing.

"Watching you two beautiful girls sleeping is a great pleasure!" Zhao Hao said with a slanted smile.

But he is not the kind of person who has no future and is just content to watch from afar.If you don't catch the girl you like, wouldn't it be a waste of the acquaintance given by God!
(End of this chapter)