Pippi God of Longing for Life

　　Tong Liya: (╯‵□)╯︵┴─┴

　　"Let's not think about our nap today, I'm going to fight with you!"

　　"You can pull it down! Who wants to take a nap with you!"

　　"Ah ah ah! Die to death, rascal!"

　　Huang Lei and He Jiong looked at each other and smiled, packed up and went back to the house, and pulled away Peng Peng Dahua, who was going to eat melon.

　　The two unfortunate children have no vision at all.

　　Ah, the afternoon in the countryside is really nothing to do...

　　At the same time, the Magic Capital Academy of Drama, Wang Shilong's office.

　　An old man, a middle-aged man just landed on the guest seat.

　　"Mr. Wang, long time no see."

　　"Long time no see, why is Mr. Yu free to visit the humble house today? Who is this one?"

　　The old man surnamed Yu said, "Let me introduce Mr. Wang. This is the vice president of the Huaxia Poetry Society, Dai Nongbo. I'm just a middleman today, so I'm very disturbed."

　　Wang Shilong's mind moved, Huaxia Poetry Society, not an association?

　　This is in charge of the Writers' Association, and the Ministry of Civil Affairs has a registered quasi-official professional organization.

　　Many people don't understand that Huaxia Poetry has an association and a society, but the association is just a non-profit social organization, and its status is different from the society.

　　What do they come to the door to say?

　　As the dean of an art university, I have nothing to do with them.

　　Wang Shilong smiled and said: "The acting president came to the door in person, I don't know what to do?"

　　Dai Nongbo sat on the chair and bent down gently, showing respect, and said, "President Wang, I am here this time for one of your students."

　　Wang Shilong narrowed his eyes and said, "He Li?"

　　Dai Nongbo smiled and said, "Exactly, classmate He Li's poetry skills are extraordinary, and I will intentionally let him join in."

　　"It's a good thing." Wang Shilong looked at him, "You can contact him when you grow up. Why should you find me? I'm just his dean, not his relatives and elders."

　　Dai Nongbo said, "I turned a corner to find President Wang, naturally I have something to ask for..."

　　"What's the matter?"

　　"I would like to trouble Dean Wang to do the ideological work of classmate He Li, so that he will not do some nondescript and crooked poems in the future, so that we will learn to make him a key target of training. You know, what is the social status of poets in our country? of."

　　Wang Shilong laughed and said, "I said it just now, I'm not his elder, and even if he is, He Li has his own thoughts and judgments, and the deputy president should go to him to discuss."

　　Dai Nongbo said: "Before we came, we did a survey on He Li, and the result...it wasn't very good."

　　Wang Shilong did not answer.

　　Dai Nongbo had to continue: "A poet should have his own style, but maybe He Li is too young and lacks self-control. There are some things that should not be done."

　　Wang Shilong still did not answer.

　　Dai Nongbo was a little anxious, and said, "Does President Wang have the heart to watch him fall?"

　　Having said that, Wang Shilong finally had a reaction, but only with a pissed off laugh.

　　In this world, the status of poets and literati is too high. In their opinion, it is completely disrespectful to participate in variety shows, to be a star or even a comedian.

　　Look at the word self-deprecating.

　　That's why I came to the door, trying to do something by myself.

　　doing what?

　　Do you want me to tell He Li that you don't want to participate in those shows, or stop being a star, and go for further education with those who learn poetry?

3.8 Are you putting yourself too high!

　　The people hold you to the sky, but I am not.

　　Wang Shilong was originally an old urchin, and when he reached his age, he no longer had to worry about anything, and sneered on the spot: "I don't know whether the deputy president has bad ears or lack of understanding, I just said that it is He Li's own business. !"

　　Dai Nongbo's expression also changed, and he said, "Is this the quality of Director Wang?"

　　Wang Shilong was too lazy to talk to the grandson, so he turned his head and said to the old man, "Mr. Yu, the reception was not good, I'm going to a meeting."

　　The old man surnamed Yu smiled wryly. In this matter today, he is really not a person inside or outside.

　　After saying this, Wang Shilong stood up and prepared to go out.

　　Finally, he said: "The style of a poet? I don't see you at all!"

　　(It's too dangerous to catch up before dawn, in the 6th watch, Lao Wang's words can be counted...).

Chapter 131: Yaya: My knife! (1 more)

　　Mushroom House, the two people who were fighting stopped.

　　Of course, the most important thing is that Tong Liya can't run, she is panting on her legs.

　　The denim shorts she wore today, a pair of straight and slender legs were exposed to the afternoon sun, elves clear and sparkling.

　　He Li couldn't help but say, "This girl's legs are really thin."

　　Tong Liya hummed when she heard this, thinking that I could forgive you if you praised me?

　　"You need to say, many people have praised it."

　　He Li nodded and said, "I can break it with one hand!"

　　The behind-the-scenes staff and the audience felt extremely pained when they heard this. What is your concern?

　　Look at other people's thin legs to see if they can break it for you with one hand! ?

　　This wave is another tens of thousands of Pipi energy.

　　He Li was sighing with emotion. Sure enough, doing business is to open up your mind. When your mind is opened, the way will come.

　　The so-called tree moves the dead and moves the living, which is the truth.

　　Tong Liya was actually very calm, her red lips lightly said: "Very good, we will not die today."

　　After speaking, she began to turn her head left and right to look for something that was in her hand. In the end, she picked up a kitchen knife and said with a gentle smile, "Brother He Li~ Come and play~"

　　He Li's entire face twitched, and the tips of his hair rose!

　　Tong Liya, who dares to love this world, is a hidden sick girl?

　　Too terrified!

　　"Don't don't, classmate Yaya, we have something to discuss, we are all acquaintances, you don't need to use a knife to grab it, right?"

　　Tong Liya's little tiger teeth showed with a smile, and she said very cutely: "Are you still angry with me?"

　　He Li said honestly, "I'm not angry anymore."

　　"Do you want me to call you brother?"

　　"No more."

　　"Do you still dare to run?"

　　This is not good, He Li said: "Yeah? Let's talk about it, okay? You have already picked up the kitchen knife. Don't I even have the right to run?"

　　Tong Liya thought about it for a while, put the knife away, and said, "Forget it, I'm tired too. I need to drink water."

　　Well, this is no longer a hint, it's a direct statement!

　　He Li helplessly poured her a glass of water.

　　The audience was shocked, this rhythm, I'm afraid there is a bug, right?

　　"I believe that even if my famous detective, Ke Xi, doesn't say it, you all feel that something is wrong, right?"

　　"How is this guy He Li so fat? He is already such a steely straight man, but he can still get a sense of CP!?"

　　"There's going to be an accident, my river bank couple is afraid that there is a marriage crisis!"

　　"Fat Di! Come on, silly daughter-in-law! Your He Daxian is going to be taken away!"

　　"The slapstick is actually pink and careful, and the dog is beeping, and it's another mouthful of dog food!"

　　The audience is such a creature, it's not too big of a problem at all, maybe some people have left messages under Reba's Weibo now.

　　He Li watched her finish drinking the water and said, "Go upstairs and sleep for a while, I guess there is something else going on in the afternoon."

　　Tong Liya shook her head and said, "I don't like sleeping in bed during the day. I'm always on the sofa or chair at home. If I don't go up, I'll have a headache when I wake up."

　　This is not wrong. People with poor sleep quality actually cannot sleep for a long time at noon, and sleep for a long time is even more uncomfortable.

　　"Well then, just sit in the yard, the temperature at noon is just right."

　　Tong Liya took out a chopstick and tapped the teacup on the table, and said, "what about you, you got up earlier than me, aren't you sleepy?"

　　"I'm in good health." He Li shook his head and looked at her knocking the bowl again, "Come on, play something interesting."

　　"What's interesting?" Tong Liya said suspiciously.

　　He Li said, "Go to the kitchen to get a bowl first."

　　After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked into the house. When he moved, Yaya followed behind. Now in the mushroom house, only the two of them were awake.

　　Thinking of this, Tong Liya suddenly smiled, yes, it's quite fate...

　　He Li put out all the rice and vegetable bowls in the kitchen, took out his chopsticks and knocked on each one.

　　In the end, a dozen bowls were selected and moved to the pergola.

　　Tong Liya asked, "what are you doing? Are you begging?"

　　He Li took a step and said angrily, "Where are you going to beg!"

　　"Then what are you doing with so many bowls?"

　　"Make an instrument."

　　Put the bowls in order on the table, then go to make a ladle of water, keep adding water and reducing water to audition.

　　He Li's music is god-level music, which includes a lot of things, such as musicality and hearing.

　　In about ten minutes, he debugged everything.