Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

　　"Find a four-year-old to try, just take these poems and see if he can memorize them!"

　　"SB upstairs, the identification is complete!"

　　"It is recommended that the program team test Xiaoqing's IQ."

　　"I don't know what to say anymore, Xiaoqing Niubi!!!"

　　"Why am I kneeling on the ground!"

　　........

　　"This child is a child prodigy!" Shan Zheng took a long time to react, staring at Qin Qing with wide eyes, still in disbelief.

　　"I've been completely defeated by Xiaoqing! I don't know as many poems as Xiaoqing until now." Zhang Zifeng also said with a look of surprise.

　　"Hehehe, it's really killing people and comparing goods. Xiaoqing is God's darling. We are all defective products." Huang Lei couldn't help laughing at himself: "What were you doing when I was four years old? What about peeing and playing in the mud?"

　　"Pfft, Dad Huang, can you be a little more disgusting?" Zhang Zifeng's pretty face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but complain.

　　"Hey, what's disgusting or not? We really didn't have anything when we were young, okay? You ask Mr. He, Mr. Shan Zheng, and the others, is it live mud that we liked to play with when we were young?" Huang Lei looked dissatisfied. said.

　　Shan Zheng waved his hand and quickly drew a clear line with Huang Lei: "Don't throw dirty water on me, I'm a living mud, but I use water to live, and I'm not as serious as you."

　　"Alright, alright, let's change the topic. If I'm struggling with this again, I feel like I'm going to be depressed!" Teacher He hurriedly started haha.

　　The atmosphere is not right anymore, this is a variety show.

　　Besides, He Jiong didn't want Qin Qing to be exposed too much, after all, he was still a child.

　　No matter whether he is a genius or a prodigy, He Jiong's greatest hope is that he can grow up freely like an ordinary child.

　　Just then, the phone rang.

　　Qin Qing and He Jiong had answered the phone together before, so this time he ran towards the mushroom house immediately.

　　He Jiong followed Qin Qing with a happy smile on his face.

　　"Hey, who are you looking for?"

　　Picking up the phone, Qin Qing couldn't wait to speak.

　　"Ahhhhhh, it's Xiaoqing."

　　On the other end of the phone, I heard a crisp milk sound, and I screamed in excitement.

　　"Mom, is this Xiaoqing's little fan girl?" He Jiong couldn't help laughing.

　　These words fell into the ears of Zifeng, Cheng Yuqi and Mai, and they were simply a threat from Chi Guoguo.

　　All three pricked up their ears.

　　"I'm looking for Qin Qingya."

　　The little fan girl on the other end of the phone imitated Qin Qing's voice and deliberately teased Qin Qing.

　　"I am Xiao Qingya, who are you?" Qin Qing also asked a little excitedly.

　　"I'm Little Fairy Sister Duck, does Xiaoqing like Little Fairy Sister?"

　　"emmmm, I don't know Little Fairy Sister Duck. Little Fairy Sister, what's the matter with you?"

　　"I'm tomorrow's guest, I want to order food, can you remember?"

　　Hanging up the phone, Qin Qing ran into the pergola with a look of excitement.

　　"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, a little fairy sister is coming tomorrow, she said she wants to eat wheat!"

　　"What? Wheat?"

　　Huang Lei looked around in a circle.

　　"This guest belongs to poultry, right? It's a neat thing, just give her a bowl of wheat." Shan Zheng said with a smirk.

　　"Hahaha, Mr. Shan Zheng's metaphor is a good one. It belongs to poultry and eats wheat." Peng Peng couldn't help laughing.

　　"Shaomai?" He Jiong guessed uncertainly.

　　"Where are you from? Shaomai can be called wheat!" Huang Lei pretended to be angry and complained.

　　"Emmm, Little Fairy will also eat fried peanuts with shallots, dry chrysanthemum soup, and wonderful schoolbags." Qin Qing was afraid that Huang Lei would not understand, so he deliberately chewed on the words and said it clearly.

　　"Fried peanuts with shallots? Chrysanthemum hua dry soup? Wonderful schoolbag?"

　　Huang Lei stared at Qin Qing with a veiled face, and smiled helplessly: "What is this?"

　　"Chrysanthemum hua dry soup should be chrysanthemum hua egg soup, right? This shallot fried peanuts, what the hell is the wonderful line of the schoolbag?" He Jiong also had a confused expression on his face.

　　"Well, don't worry about her, then you can't tell the name of a dish, so be hungry tomorrow." Huang Lei said with a wicked smile.

　　"Speaking of this, I remembered a joke about pronunciation." Shan Zheng came to the spirit.

　　"It's not easy to say all the flat tongues and tongues of stir-fried roux with mustard, you can try it."

　　After Shan Zheng finished speaking, he gave a demonstration first: "Weed firewood roushi."

　　"A friend of mine is like this, with a flat tongue and a flat tongue. Once he came to me and asked me, the mountains are fighting for the mountains, have you watched a movie recently? It's very nice."

　　"I just asked him what movie."

　　"What a mountain!"

　　"Guess what mountain?" Shan Zheng asked mysteriously.

　　"Brokeback Mountain?"

　　"Distant Mountain?"

　　"Take Tiger Mountain out of savvy?"

　　Everyone racked their brains, but Shan Zheng shook his head with a smirk: "It's not right, it's Mission Impossible Shan (3)."

Chapter 58 Who is Boiling the Electric Kettle!

"Hahahahaha! Mom, who could have imagined this!"

　　He Jiong couldn't help laughing.

　　"Okay, okay, it's getting late, hurry up and go to bed!"

　　He Jiong glanced at the time and waved his hands listlessly.

　　"Oh, yes, there will definitely be a symphony in our house tonight, Xiaoqing sleep with the girls." Huang Leiqiang said, holding back his smile.

　　"Uncle Huang, what kind of music is a symphony? Xiaoqing wants to listen to it." Qin Qing stared at Huang Lei expectantly.

　　"Hahaha, symphony, it's Ang~Puff~, Ang~Puff~, Ang~Puff..." Huang Lei laughed while learning the sound of snoring.

　　"Lei Zi, let's not talk about anyone else, you still whistle when you are asleep, are you embarrassed to talk about me?" Shan Zheng had a dark face and couldn't help but complain.

　　"Why are you embarrassed? Let me tell you, in the [-]s, Zhengzi and I were in the same room on the second floor."

　　"The next morning, the director found us and told us very seriously: Huang Lei, Shan Zheng, how many times have you said it, pay attention to safety! Isn't there a water dispenser in the dormitory? What electric kettles do you still burn?! Bullshit!"

　　"At that time, Zhengzi and I were both newcomers, and we managed to seize such an opportunity, so we didn't dare to cause trouble or explain. At night, Zhengzi took the mat and quilt and slept in the filming venue. ."

　　"The next day, when the director was in a meeting, he asked us very seriously, who secretly ran into the field to boil the electric kettle last night?! He kept burning all night!"

　　"Hahahahahaha!"

　　"Haha, electric kettle, hahaha!"

　　The giggling of the crowd made Shan Zheng somewhat lose face. He waved his hand and said, "I'm tired. I'm not snoring now, okay?"

　　"Yes, yes, no matter whether others believe it or not, I believe it anyway, okay?" Huang Lei laughed and laughed.

　　"Mr. Huang, Mr. Ren Shanzheng is now a famous international director, we have to give some face." He Jiong winked at Huang Lei with a pretense.

　　"That's right, that's right, I actually did that snoring, and the snoring was the culprit for me. Hahaha, the problem is that I don't believe it myself!" Huang Lei continued to complain unscrupulously.

　　In the girls' dormitory, little Qin Qing was surrounded by three beauties from Mai, with a confused expression on her face.

　　"Xiaoqing, who do you want to sleep with?" Zhang Zifeng asked seriously.

　　"Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, just say what you think, the sisters won't be angry." Cheng Yuqi smiled and used a nirvana, gentle ****.

　　"I don't think we should let a four-year-old child answer such a difficult question." Mai gave the two women a weak look.

　　Wheat still understands the principle of first come, first come, he is called Hengdao to win love, and he must be a little guilty.

　　"Then what do you say?"

　　Zhang Zifeng and Cheng Yuqi once again had a tacit understanding and spoke at almost the same time.

　　"I think we can do this, rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins, Xiaoqing will fight with whoever is." Mai's eyes lit up, and his corners rose slightly.

　　"no!"

　　Zhang Zifeng and Cheng Yuqi were in sync again, they looked at each other and felt incredible.

　　"Then what do you say? We can't just stare at the three of us until dawn, right? We have to pull the radish tomorrow morning." Mai was speechless.

　　"Sister Zifeng, Sister Qiqi, Sister Mai, Xiaoqing wants to sleep."

　　Qin Qing's words immediately changed the faces of the three women who were competing, all looking at Qin Qing with gentle expressions.

　　However, when their eyes met, it was another expression immediately.

　　"Huh? Why are you still not sleeping?"

　　Uneasy about Qin Qing, Teacher He thought about taking a look after taking a shower, and happened to meet three women competing.

　　"Mr. He, you came just in time. You said, who should Xiaoqing sleep with." Seeing He Jiong, Zhang Zifeng smiled.

　　There are people in the DPRK who are easy to handle. Compared with Cheng Yuqi and Mai, Zhang Zifeng and He Jiong can't be more familiar with each other.

　　"Where do you want to sleep, Xiaoqing? It's a big deal. If I don't come, will you guys stare at me all night?" He Jiong gave Zhang Zifeng a speechless look.

　　"Uncle He."

　　Qin Qing looked at He Jiong aggrievedly, but Qin Qing wanted to sleep with He Jiong.

　　These women are really scary, aren't they?

　　However, he had to be concerned about the feelings of these little girls, and did not express his true thoughts.

　　"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I'm sleepy. The three of you don't have to fight. Put the chuang together and sleep in a big bed?"