Yearning: Entertaining life starting from Taohuayuan

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Chapter 017: Done this bowl

kitchen.

"Let's eat!" As soon as Huang Lei finished speaking, Pengpeng immediately buried himself in his meal.

This was the best meal I had before the mushroom house started.

No nonsense, bowing your head is just cooking.

After all, if five people eat four dishes, there may be no more dishes after a few more words.

"Wow! This hoof stew is so bad, it's delicious!"

Teacher He ate a mouthful of hoof, and immediately narrowed his eyes, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"And this local egg is also delicious!"

With his mouth full of food, Pengpeng pointed to the scrambled eggs on the table.

"Hehe, if it's delicious, you should eat more, especially Xiao Yang... eat more vegetables."

Seeing how many people were feasting, Huang Lei also smiled like an old father, and specifically told Lin Yang to eat more vegetables.

Lin Yang nodded with a smile and began to eat.

To be honest, Little Chef Huang's reputation is really not a joke, Lin Yang hasn't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time.

Really has a 'home' taste!

After a full meal.....

Huang Lei lay on the bamboo chair, rubbing his belly with one hand, and looked at the people with a smile on his face.

Lin Yang and his sister have also finished eating, and everyone's rice bowls are very clean!

"Pengpeng, there are a few of us, and you can fill up the rest of the order." Teacher Huang pointed to the plate.

Pengpeng understood.

Now that life is not rich, a grain of rice cannot be wasted.

So the CD-ROM operation was arranged immediately!

finally.....

Everyone has eaten and drank enough, and all the meals on the table have been finished!

Everyone slumped on their chairs.

Teacher He pointed to the two grains of rice on the dining table and said, "The only thing left to eat now is the two grains of rice on the table. It happens to be Xiao O and Xiao H, one dog and one grain..."

"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed.

Little o and little h are too miserable...only a grain of rice to eat.

certainly.....

Teacher He's words were just a joke.

Little o and little h, as a pair of star pastoral dogs of Mushroom House, are worth more than ordinary people, how could they be treated like this.

"Come, come, drink tea." Teacher He yelled at a few people and brought five cups of hot tea.

"Pengpeng, if you are not full, drink more, this is your supper." Watching Pengpeng gulp down a whole cup, Teacher He teased him.

Teacher Huang picked up the cup, facing the live broadcast camera, and said nonsense: "This is called scraping oil soup. Adding some pepper to this soup makes it more delicious."

"I just like to see Mr. Huang talking nonsense in a serious manner."

"It's the first time I heard that soup can also shave oil... ahahaha."

"Poor Pengpeng, she finally lost weight, and she will be pulled out again to be beaten."

"I just lost weight, and I can gain back weight in a few days!"

"To be honest, I'm really afraid that Mr. Huang Lei will make Xiao Yang fat..."

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The barrage never misses any opportunity to tease.

After eating and drinking enough, Mr. He chatted with a few people.

After getting along for a day, the younger sister is already Lin Yang's die-hard fan, and she never leaves Lin Yang.

From time to time, I would ask Lin Yang, "Brother Yang, why do you sing so well? Have you practiced singing before? Why are you so accurate in hooping? You must have some powerful skills that you haven't used yet..."

Lin Yang could only answer with a smile.

He's great, and there's more to come...

Pengpeng was very happy. He also wanted to know what his sister asked, but he was too embarrassed to follow up.

Sister Zifeng was holding her mobile phone, and she couldn't find the song sung by Lin Yang on the Internet.

"Brother Yang, I still want to hear you sing."

The younger sister spoke cautiously.

"Okay, is there a guitar here?" Lin Yang didn't refuse.

He has always had good feelings for sister Zifeng.

sing a song?

Just a small request!Of course not.

"Yes!" My sister's eyes lit up, and she got up to get the guitar.

Hearing Lin Yang's words, the barrage in the live broadcast room surged——

"My God! My little brother can even play the guitar!"

"Isn't this too talented?"

"Little brother, tell me the truth, what else do you not know?"

"Brother Lin Yang: I really only know a little bit..."

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Hearing what my sister said just now, Pengpeng looked at Lin Yang curiously: "What does my sister mean, is the song you sang this afternoon originally created by yourself?"

Teacher He, who knows Lin Yang the most, is also a little uncertain: "When Xiao Yang was in the academy, he had a lot of his own creations. It shouldn't be difficult to create a song."

Lin Yang smiled and nodded.

His confidence is not groundless.

Although... Lin Yang was just an ordinary person before.

But after he has a system in this life, all this is not difficult for him.

"Upgrade Instrument - Guitar (Advanced) to Master...."

Lin Yang turned on the system and said silently in his heart.

"Ding....."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the instrument-guitar (master level) technology."

A familiar feeling came, and a burst of memory was instilled in Lin Yang's mind.

It also contains muscle memory and various skills in various hands

For him now, the guitar is just a trivial matter.

Chapter 018: Breaking the Question

"Here comes the guitar!"

Zifeng's younger sister trotted back to the kitchen with a guitar in her arms.

After taking the piano from his sister, Lin Yang found a comfortable position and began to test the sound.

No one has played the qin for a long time, and there are problems with the tightness of the strings.

Lin Yang tried a few notes at random, and his master guitar technique allowed him to perfectly tune the pitch without using a tuner.

The noise, the noise that appeared when tuning the strings, fell into the eyes of some viewers in the live broadcast room, and it was a weapon that could unmask Lin Yang's "fake" mask.

So some malicious people will not let this detail go.

"It's called being able to play the guitar? It's like playing cotton, it's so noisy!"

"Just pretending? Is there really such a perfect person?"

"Live broadcasting is no better than recorded broadcasting, and fake ones will always show their feet."

"It's a mule or a horse, you'll know it after you try it."

"Original? Who knows if it's an adaptation."

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In the live broadcast room, voices of dissatisfaction rose up.

As long as one person opens his mouth to be dissatisfied with Lin Yang, many others will take the opportunity to add insult to injury.

After all, no one is perfect, no matter how good a person is, some people will not like it.

Some people were waiting for an opportunity to see Lin Yang's jokes.

Can it work?

This question appeared in the minds of all the audience.