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542 Unscrupulous Uncle

542 Unscrupulous Uncle

The afterglow of the blood-stained sunset stained a large area of ​​the sky, reflecting everyone's face red and beautiful. The update is the fastest and most stable, please use Baidu search to visit this site.

Such a beautiful sunset is rare in Liverpool. Therefore, on the way to Salthouse Wharf, countless passers-by stopped and looked over to look at the western sky and the sunset of the Mí people.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. This poem is indeed very mí, very helpless, but it can also be seen in this way, precisely because it is near dusk, so the beauty of the sunset should be more cherished, isn't it?

Not everyone is as free as Yang Cheng. You can sit on the black lacquered wooden chairs on the riverside of the pier and look at the Liverpool Museum and the Mersey River Tunnel. Stunned.

On his left hand side, is the most famous Tate Art Museum on Liverpool Wharf, as well as the Merseyside Maritime Museum, and the most recent is the International Slave Museum, all very famous ancient buildings on the wharf.

On his right side, an abandoned sea boat moored on the pier, but now it is managed by Liverpool people Jing Ming as a wine, and he also took a name, called Red Jack Journey, a little bit The meaning of pirate is said to be very popular.

On the shore of the Red Jack ship is a series of modern buildings with Liverpool logos.

This is the place where Liverpool Albert ’s head is the most mí, especially at night, the street lights are on, the museums and clock towers in the distance, and the three buildings of the tunnel are illuminated with different lights, making them reflect on the river. Formed an incomparable night view of mí people.

Go to the George District in the distance, you can hire a small boat, take a dip on the Mersey River, as if you are walking in a world of dreamy lights, the kind of feeling is extraordinary.

If you go further north along the pier, you can enter the George District, which retains the original style and taste of the Georgian era. Countless people will want to come here, step on the cobbled streets and experience the kind In the novel of Conan Doyle, the taste of Holmes lived in the Georgian era.

Liverpool is also the place where many of Holmes ’televisions and movies were filmed. Even the strong George flavor here is more intense than many English cities, especially near Alber Head, which is more obvious.

This time, Yang Cheng accompanied Avril Lavigne, walked all the way from the George Quarter with interest, and then to Salthouse Wharf, she shouted that tui was sour, and sat down on the wharf, but didn't want to move. .

The brick surface of the dock is a bit mottled, but no one is going to renovate, because they want to retain the original taste, so it is a bit pothole, but sitting here, looking at the quaint buildings around, it feels really not same.

"It's so special, uncle!" Avril turned her head to look at the residual sun in the west, her eyes narrowed with thorns.

Natalie left after playing in the League Cup final, but Avril stayed. She will go to Germany to cooperate with the World Cup promotion and re-record some different versions of the song, so she stays in Liverpool.

The two main songs she launched on the market in January have received very high attention, and the response of the song mí has ​​also been very enthusiastic. Among them, becauseofyou and Qi Kaisheng, the two main songs have caused a great sensation. Qi Kaisheng has been determined by Germany as The World Cup theme song, Coca-Cola will also focus on this song, so that the song's attention is very high, plus becauseofyou hit the charts very well, making Avril's album highly praised, sales may even break through Previous.

"In the past, I couldn't sit still, but today is a bit strange, I don't want to move!" Avril looked at the Mersey River in the distance, except for the faint sound of loading and unloading cargo from the freight terminal farther away. Apart from the tranquility, everything here is very harmonious and gives a very peaceful feeling.

"Maybe because you are tired!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

He lazily got up from the wooden chair, walked forward, and came to the front of the wire rope by the river.

Several thick iron ropes are connected in series with the two adjacent stone columns. Each stone column will help a red life buoy. The municipal facilities are really thoughtful.

"No, it's a feeling!" Avril Lavigne also followed him. What's interesting is that both of them put on the blue sweatshirts today, making them stand together. It feels like a couple.

Yang Cheng had always liked to wear sports clothes, like to wear sports sweaters, and preferred blue sè. I was about to leave mén early this morning. Ai Weier suddenly stopped and ran to change her tight denim kù and put on a blue suit. sè sports sweater, said with a chuckle, to show the paparazzi that she and Yang Cheng were wearing couple clothes. Genius only needs 3 seconds to remember

Yang Cheng had no solution to the ghost girl's idea, but she was only making trouble in such a trivial matter, harmless and elegant, but added a little fun.

"Then you are miserable, you are old!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

"You are old, uncle dead, uncle stink, I curse me old when I am only 21 years old!"

Yang Cheng laughed, "Only old men like us will sit here and bask in the sun. You young people are green and energetic. You can walk around Luàn and jump. It is not suitable for this old man to come."

"Please, uncle, don't keep reminding us of the age gap and generation gap between us?" Avril pouted. "Are you doing this deliberately?"

"What did I mean?" Yang Cheng smiled and shook his head. His mentality was indeed a bit more mature than his peers.

This is probably related to his occupation and identity.

"You hate it, uncle!" Avril said indignantly, and she couldn't say anything.

Yang Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Both of them silently looked at the calm lake in front of them, stained by the red sunset, and occasionally cars passing by on the road in the distance, more or less broke this tranquility.

"Uncle!" Avril's tone suddenly became very gentle.

"Huh?" Yang Cheng replied casually, he did not notice this.

"I ..." The little girl twitched a little.

Yang Cheng smiled, "Please, Avril, don't pretend to be a nv person, okay? Obviously like a man-in-law, but insisting on acting like a nv person, tender and watery, it makes people feel like they are wearing jipi Pimple. "

Avril Lavigne frowned, "You are really annoying, very very annoying, Uncle Stink, can't you stab me?"

"I'm telling the truth!" Yang Cheng shrugged, very helpless.

This year, it takes courage to tell the truth.

Avril pouted her lips, and was not prepared to worry about this unscrupulous middle-aged woman. She felt that the smelly uncle's mouth could describe the dead as alive, and the nv people as men.

"I mean, uncle ..." Avril wanted to ask again.

Yang Cheng simply turned his head this time, because he was afraid that he could not help but want to hit her.

"Uncle, please be polite, okay? I'm talking to you!" Avril thought he was really ridiculous.

"Hey, girl, please, I'm listening very seriously, okay?" Yang Cheng was louder than her. "I'm afraid I see you look like a nv guy, I can't help but laugh!"

"You ..." Avril pointed at the hún egg, but shook her head again, and smiled, "Natalie is right, you are a hún egg!"

Yang Cheng shrugged and said he hún egg, he recognized!

Avril turned around, leaning back against the rope, shaking, the rope making a friction sound, as if with a certain rhythm, "Uncle ..."

Yang Cheng simply stared at her, but did not speak.

"Please, don't stare at me like an old ghost, I can't do it, I'm not used to it!" Avril thought it was bad again.

Yang Cheng spread his arms, he really had the urge to jump directly into the Mersey River, nodding dejectedly, "Directly, what do you want me to do?"

Avril giggled, but walked a few steps closer, looking at him with all her attention, from the low face to his hand, to his body, she looked very carefully.

She knows very well that because of the appearance of Yang Cheng, many and many changes have been brought to her, some of which may even affect her life, and she also has a feeling of faintness, a feeling that she is very scared.

"If ... I mean if, don't get me wrong!" Avril emphasized once.

Yang Cheng nodded, but still didn't speak, his expression a little funny.

But Avril did not smile, but stared at his eyes and asked seriously: "What if I really fell in love with you?"

"Ah?" Yang Cheng was caught off guard.

"Ah, what? Surprised, incredible?" Avril was dissatisfied with the reaction.

Yang Cheng smiled with some disguise, "Not surprised, but I suddenly felt that a little boy came to me and said, Uncle, what should I do if I fell in love with you, I would find it difficult to accept, because I have no love for the same feel!"

This is really shocking!

"Damn uncle, I said if it was!"

"I also said if!" Yang Cheng nodded.

"So, we are impossible!" Avril said resolutely, "Look, I'm only 21 years old, but you're 33 years old, and I can almost be my dad ..."

"Eh, girl, don't change my age indiscriminately!" Yang Cheng interrupted her. "Your dad is forty years old. I'm much younger and handsomer than him. When your uncle is almost the same!"

"Yes, we have a generation gap, and I don't like what you like, and you don't like what I like. You said, if I like you, it must be a nightmare. How could it be possible?" Less excuses.

After talking, she smiled, as if to cheer herself up.

But I do n’t know why. After listening to these words, she looks like she is laughing, but there is always a trace of sorrow in her heart. The sour feeling is very minute, very inconspicuous, even insignificant, but she knows that there is There is a feeling.

"I'm serious, you should go find a peer to talk about love. I can see that you are a good girl!" Yang Cheng suddenly turned around, leaned on her shoulder, and encouraged her to smile.

Avril looked up, and she saw Yang Cheng's smile and figure, as if integrated with the sunset behind him. The smile, the kind of caring eyes, instantly caused her brain to pause, there was a The urge to cry.

Has anyone told her that she is a good girl?

Who can make her want to ask such a question?

No, really not!

"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng asked.

Avril was a little panicked, Luàn shook his head, shook his head vigorously, and kept shaking his head, "No ... nothing!"

But she kept asking herself, what the **** was going on? Why is my heart beating so fast?

Walking back to the wooden chair, she held her pink cheeks and looked at the calm Mersey in the distance. Slowly, her heart calmed down, but she couldn't help but reminisce about the feeling she just had, which was very strange. , Very mí people, a very intoxicating feeling.

"I suddenly wanted to write a song!" Avril desperately shouted cháo.

"What song?" Yang Cheng was strange, and thought the girl was so godly.

Avril Lavigne didn't care at all, ji took his hand, and then sat face to face in a wooden chair, "Uncle, I hum to you, pay attention."

I heard her gently humming a melody, the beginning is very peaceful, but the melody is very bāng, like the spring water left on the mountain, clear and bottoming, warming the heart and spleen, and then slowly, following Avril The more he hums the more he invests, Yang Cheng also gradually merges into this melody.

Looking at the girl in front of me, the setting sun hit her face, as if a thin film of gold was plated on her face, so beautiful!

He never showed up. The girl who was so careless in front of him had such a jing-like face, so nv-like, but this nv-like person was given by the usual careless and funny xìng grid Cover up.

But at this moment, but in the sunset, the storm is full.

I don't know why, until the melody is finished, Yang Cheng wakes up.

"Go, uncle, go back, I will write it and play it with a guitar for you!" Avril stood up from the wooden chair eagerly, took Yang Cheng's hand, and ran to the urban area in the distance.

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Outside the balcony of Yang Cheng ’s villa, blowing the cool wind, playing the acoustic guitar, and facing the sheet music and lyrics laid out in front of her, Avril sang her new song to the night.

The melody of the song is very beautiful, and the lyrics are also very artistic. It is very suitable for her feelings at Salthaus Wharf today. The whole song is sung in her unique voice and matched with her fingers.xzsj8. The sound of the acoustic guitar is really beautiful.

She still made a mistake when she sang the first time, but as she sang again and again, she became more and more skilled and better, and the mood of the whole song was completely interpreted by her.

Yang Cheng sat quietly on the side listening, and over and over again, some of them were in mí. I felt that this piece of music and voice was like a natural sound coming down from the moon, and it was especially easy to get mí drunk.

Finally, she waited until she flicked her fingers. Xzsj8. Headache, her throat dried up, and stopped, Yang Cheng woke up and smiled and clapped her hands.

"How is it?" Avril Lavigne moved as if she were a treasure-sitter.

"Wonderful!" Yang Cheng praised.

"Really? Really?" The ghost girl jumped with a smile.

Yang Cheng nodded, "I rarely praise people, but this song is really bāng, the melody is good, Lang Lang catches his mouth, the lyrics have a special feeling, and I always feel that there is a feeling that people cherish the people before them.

"Yes!" Avril Lavigne had a close companion, and the feeling of meeting each other late, "Uncle, can't see that you still have such a music cell!"

Yang Cheng smiled and didn't know what response should be given. I really wanted to ask this ghost girl. Didn't I seem to have a music cell before? At least I also like to listen to songs, OK?

"Oh, uncle, I'm so excited, don't mind, don't mind!" The ghost girl knew that she was causing this bad uncle again, and immediately apologized, "What do you think the song should be called?"

She looks really excited now, it is estimated that she is more excited and moved than when she found the treasure.

"I don't know, you should name the lyrics and songs you wrote."

After thinking about it, Avril took the lyrics for a while, looked at the tail from the beginning, and then looked up from the tail, "How is it?"

Yang Cheng blinked his mouth, "Naive? Will it be too prettier?" Then he laughed himself.

"Uncle!" Avril Lavigne almost ran away. "I'm only 21 years old. Don't use your 30-something old man's thinking to guess my mind?"

Yang Cheng liked to see her violently, and laughed, "You are asking me for advice, I will speak out."

Avril glared at him, thinking this guy was too hún.

But it was at this time that she realized that her belly was groaning, and then she realized that she had eaten lunch from noon to more than 11 o'clock. She had never eaten anything, and her belly would of course protest.

Yang Cheng wanted to laugh, but deliberately looked at the night sky far away from the balcony, pretending not to know anything.

Avril Lavigne did n’t know the thoughts of this unscrupulous uncle, and she hated to bite a piece of ròu from him, but she also knew that she did n’t touch Yangchun water with her fingers, let alone cook it, even had instant noodle several times.

There are rich neighborhoods around, where is there a place to eat?

"Uncle!" Avril Lavigne could not match her stomach.

"Why?" Yang Cheng asked fiercely.

"Help me nòng order something to eat!" Avril whispered.

Yang Cheng shook his head and sighed: "I should have agreed, how did you call me uncle?"

Aiweier heard this and nodded vigorously, um, but Yang Cheng turned around when he knew it.

"But I think again, the meals made by our 30- to 50-year-old men will definitely not meet the tastes of your young people. I'm afraid that you won't find it tasty, so forget it!" Yang Cheng laughed. Go back to the house.

"Go to death, Uncle Dead, Uncle Stink!" Avril cursed at his back.

"I don't believe it, I will starve to death in your house tonight!"

After she finished, she decided to make something for herself, so she went to the kitchen.

Yang Cheng ’s kitchen and dining room are connected. As soon as she approached the dining room, she looked at the kitchen, where she stood, and she could n’t tell which and what was used for it. ufo is as difficult to understand.

No wonder, a modern and new nv kid who is so blamed that even the computer is not very good at internet, can ask her to enter the kitchen?

"Damn uncle, you know how to bully me!" She walked angrily to the micro-bo furnace, thinking that this was the simplest, but she was slandering Yang Cheng in her heart.

But just as she was about to open the micro-bo furnace, there was now a plate of insulated pasta inside.

"This **** ... Uncle!"