i'm just a cook

Lu Xiaozhan also ignored the two stunned beauties, opened a can of Coke and drank it, then glanced at Ding Feng who opened the front door of his trousers and said, "Hero Ding, should you sing a farewell song to Sarah?" Where's Bova?"

Affected by the pants-changing incident, Ding Feng was sitting on the side sulking, when he heard Lu Xiaozhan's reminder, he slapped his forehead suddenly: "Fuck me, I almost missed the job."

Wang Lu wondered, "What's the business?"

Ding Feng took a peek at Sharapova, curled his lips and said, "It's nothing, you can play by yourself." While talking, he slipped his trousers and ran up to order a song.

Lu Xiaozhan sat near the door, his eyes were slightly closed, his brainwaves came out through the wall, and he was locked in Ozawa Marley's box diagonally opposite, keeping an eye on him at all times to ensure the safety of Zheng Junguang's actions.

I have to say that Ding Feng's voice is really good, thick and melodious, with a charm that is completely different from his hairstyle, not to mention that the pants he is wearing now cannot be buttoned, making the high-pitched part easily passed by.After singing a song, Wang Lu looked at Ding Feng enviously, and praised: "You sing really well, I will be content if I can sing half as well as you."

Ding Feng waved his hand modestly: "Where is it, I am singing nonsense, it is not good." He took a sneak peek at Sharapova, only to find that the Russian beauty was holding a bag of pickled peppers Phoenix Claw studied it carefully, and said rather depressedly, "Xiao Zhan, please ask Sharapova for me, why didn't she respond after I sang for a long time?"

After Lu Xiaozhan finished asking, Sharapova came to a sudden: "Ah? Ah! Ding sings really well, but unfortunately I can't understand, I just listen to him howling there. Lu, help me translate."

Lu Xiaozhan was taken aback, and in order to avoid translating the whole song, he quickly shifted his target: "Ahem...Xiao Wanglu, you can also sing a song."

Wang Lu wrung her two little hands and said shyly, "He...he can't sing, it will scare you."

Lu Xiaozhan looked into her eyes sincerely: "I believe in you! Give yourself some confidence and sing a song."

Ding Feng temporarily put aside his depression and said, "Yes, Bajie, let's show off."

Wang Lu pursed her lips: "Humph! You are not allowed to call me Bajie!" She turned around and ran to order a song.

Ding Feng moved closer to Sharapova calmly, with a smile that he thought was the most handsome on the corner of his mouth, and just said "Sha..." The prelude of a certain popular song sounded from the speakers in the box, followed by Suddenly there was a howling sound like a wolf, and it was still the kind of neck being stuck. Ding Feng was startled, and blurted out: "Sha...killed someone!" He ran out with his pants up.

The popcorn that Lu Xiaozhan was chewing couldn't help but spit out a rain of flowers with a "poof", and ran out yelling: "Oh my god, ghost!"

Ding Feng quickly rushed out the door and leaned against the wall outside the box, patting his chest, still in shock: "Fuck me, what was that screaming just now?"

"It seems that the little girl Wang Lu is singing, it scares me to death..." Lu Xiaozhan found that Sharapova had already stepped out of the door before him, scratched her ears, and said with emotion, "Sure enough, the legs run fast."

The door of the box opened suddenly with a bang, and Wang Lu stood at the door pouted with resentment on her face: "I even said that I can't sing anymore, so it gave me some confidence. If I really sang, you would all run so fast. It's so bullying!"

Sharapova relied on her own incomprehension, staring innocently at Ding Feng with her big watery eyes, Ding Feng scratched her head: "Ahem...I want to talk to Sharapova about something. The music was too loud to hear clearly."

Wang Lu looked at Lu Xiaozhan again, and Lu Xiaozhan quickly took out his cigarette: "I'm addicted to cigarettes, and I really can't hold it back. Hey Bajie...ah no, Xiao Wanglu, I don't think your singing is bad, I do too What about you, Master." As he spoke, he lit a cigarette and took a sharp puff, but no matter how Wang Lu saw his smoking action, he seemed to be calming down.

Wang Lu walked into the box with resentment on her face again, Sharapova gently teased Ding Feng, and the two followed in helplessly, while Lu Xiaozhan was leaning against the door and smoking a cigarette with a satisfied face.Taking advantage of the smoking time, Lu Xiaozhan sent out his brainwaves again and looked at Marley Ozawa's box.

In the box, apart from Marley Ozawa and the interpreter whom he met during the Master Chef Contest, there was another short, middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, shaking a glass of red wine, talking to Marley Ozawa.

"Hey, it's this bastard?" Lu Xiaozhan was taken aback, he didn't expect that You Zhongquan, the chairman of Youshi Group, would accompany Marley Ozawa to sing for fun in the afternoon, and there were three men.Lu Xiaozhan didn't bother to care about what they said, he turned around and entered the box after smoking his cigarette, and was still sitting near the door, always paying attention to Ozawa Mali's movements.

Ding Feng still sang love songs unremittingly, regardless of whether Sharapova could understand or not, he sang hoarsely and soul-stirringly, but Wang Lu couldn't win Sharapova with singing. A touch of emotion.It wasn't until nearly an hour passed that Ding Feng sat down beside Lu Xiaozhan with his trousers in frustration, and said aggrievedly: "Xiao Zhan, you didn't say you would help me translate and translate, and you made me sing in vain for so long. Do you make it for the blind?"

Lu Xiaozhan smiled: "I have to translate your long song word by word. Do you think I'm too full? Besides, I'm afraid that even the deaf can hear the affection in your singing, but Sarah Bo Wa just pretended not to understand, which means she just ignored you, do you understand?"

Ding Feng was stunned for a while, and suddenly he clenched his teeth tightly, and said with a vigorous face: "Fuck me, I don't believe that I can't impress her! I will learn Russian tomorrow, and I will go to Russia to meet her sooner or later!" "

Lu Xiaozhan patted him on the shoulder encouragingly. Just as he was about to say something, the door of the box was pushed open. Zheng Junguang returned to his original appearance and walked in. He said with a smile, "Boss, it's done! I'll pretend to be in front of them." I got a call and said I'm coming here, and we'll just wait and see what's going on."

Wang Lu asked curiously: "Brother Guang, my master said that you went to the police?"

Just as Zheng Junguang was about to sit down, he staggered in fright and almost fell to the ground when he heard these words. He managed to stabilize his body and glared at Lu Xiaozhan angrily: "Boss..."

Lu Xiaozhan said embarrassingly: "This... I'll just say it casually, don't mind. Xiao Wanglu, don't talk nonsense, Brother Guang is no longer good."

Zheng Jun stood up brightly, blushing and shouting thickly, "I'm still a virgin!"

Lu Xiaozhan hurriedly changed the topic: "Ahem... Brother Guang, quickly give Ding Feng the room card and wallet. Hey Ding, you go to the toilet and wait for that little Japan. Find a chance and give it back to him, otherwise this show will be impossible." Go on."

Zheng Junguang resentfully gave Ding Feng Marley Ozawa's wallet and room card, exchanged pants with him, and sat down in the corner of the box, sulking.

After about ten minutes, Ding Feng returned to the box excitedly, and smiled when he entered the door: "What about Ozawa Mali? He probably has a kidney problem. As soon as I got there, he happened to go to the toilet. I secretly stuffed it." After I returned it to him, I also got a tuba by the way, but he came again after my tuba was finished."

"Nonsense, you can tell by his obsessive look that he sings every night. It would be strange if his kidneys are too big." Lu Xiaozhan curled his lips and said disdainfully, while talking, he stood up and moved a little He leaned down, took advantage of the situation to look out, and suddenly laughed, "Hey, the show has begun."

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