House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 351: Exaggerated acting skills (3/4)

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It turns out that Yang Yi does not have Conan's physique, and he can't encounter things everywhere.

No, Guo Ziyi and Wang Chao went for a lap dance. When they came back, both of them sweated on their heads, and nothing happened.

"Wang Chao, is it fun?" Zhu Liyang asked enviously.

"It's fun, when you enter the dance floor, you don't even know the southeast and the northwest, you know to dance with the music." Wang Chao ripped off the hair band, then tidied his hair, and then took it up again, said coolly.

"Why don't you dance?" Zhu Liyang hesitated.

"You can jump as if you can't dance, and Super Brother won't jump, so you just twist around there." Guo Ziyi said with a grin.

"Who said I can't jump? Who is better than me around?" Wang Chao blushed, wondering if he had drunk too much or was exposed as a shame. , Anyway, on the dance floor, no one cares about how you dance, they all jump around there. "

"Brother Yang, let's play together!" Guo Ziyi also encouraged.

Ding Xiang reminded with a smile: "To go, hurry up now, there are more people late, the crowd on the dance floor is crowded, there is no place to stay."

"Go, go!" Zhu Liyang dropped his heart.

"Hey, wait for me, I will go too!" Long Ni couldn't hold back, and followed up happily.

On the card side, Yang Yi and Ding Xiang are left.

"Ding Xiang, don't be so restrained, come out to play today, don't think about anything else, just go and play!" Yang Yi raised her eyebrows and followed Ding Xiang who had been holding her glass of gradient juice. Said.

Ding Xiang did n’t know whether he was reluctant to drink, or worried that Yang Yi would spend more money. This glass of juice had been drunk for half a day, but only half. When they got up, they got drunk, and later they ordered them low-alcohol champagne cocktails.

"Brother Yang, I don't like dancing, forget it." Ding Xiang waved his hand in embarrassment.

Yang Yi smiled. Without much persuasion, he was drinking his Mojito while listening to the songs sung by the band.

"Brother Yang, why don't you go dancing?" Ding Xiang asked curiously.

"Oh, me, dancing is suitable for you young people, I am an old man, just forget it!" Yang Yi smiled slightly and said.

"Brother Yang, you are only in your early thirties, how can you be old?" Ding Xiang argued for him.

Yang Yi laughed and said nothing. His age in his life was indeed in his early thirties. However, in his previous life ... he could n’t be sure how old he was when he died, because he was taken abroad by the killer organization from a young age He lived in a world of killing. He did n’t even know his name, birth place or birth date. He could only roughly estimate that when he died, he was almost forty years old.

The body is not old, the mentality is indeed mature and many vicissitudes!

"Hey, Brother Yang, look, isn't that singer Lin Muan?" Ding Xiang suddenly found something, pointing to the young man on the bar stage holding the guitar on stage.

Lin Muan?

Yang Yi remembers the name. He turned to look at it. The band had already gone down. The singer who is now on stage to play and sing on his own is the guy he met twice.

The first time he wanted to apply for a job, came to apply for a pianist in his coffee shop, the second time, he borrowed his piano and played a new song for his girlfriend.

He turned out to be singing in this bar.

"Brother Yang, don't you remember him?" Ding Xiang asked when Yang Yi didn't say anything.

"Remember, let's listen to the songs! The Cantonese songs he sings are not bad." Yang Yi nodded and smiled.

......

At Yang Huan's residence, Yang Huan and Xi Xi sat cross-legged on the sofa face to face, Yang Huan's face widened and stared at Xi Xi. Xixi also learned the little aunt, with two small arms on his thighs, and then supporting the little face, his eyes raised hard, and he looked at the little aunt.

"Auntie, I feel so bored ... When will I be able to come back?" Xi Xi said with a mouthful of words, actually extruding from the palm of her hand.

"Your dad didn't come back so quickly ..." Yang Huan still felt a little dissatisfied in her heart. She didn't think she could just stop. She had to find a way to coax Xixi to be happy, otherwise she was too embarrassing!

Suddenly, Yang Huan Ling moved, she straightened up, patted her thighs, and made a "bang" sound across her pajamas: "Xi Xi, I remember, don't you tell a story? You said it before, You are often in kindergarten and tell stories to your friends! "

"Yeah, Auntie, do you want me to tell you a story?" Xi Xi came to interest, she blinked her eyes wide and asked happily.

If the role changes, Yang Huan is also willing to tell Xi Xi to tell a story to himself, just lying down and listening comfortably, why bother so hard!

But she is an adult, she takes care of Xi Xi, not Xi Xi takes care of her! Ask Xixi to tell her a story, how can Sister Huan have a face in this world?

So, Yang Huan said with a smile: "I think so! You will tell stories, and then I will act!"

Because she was too shy, she followed Guo Ziyi and Qin Wen to learn the basic skills of acting, and dared to claim that she would act ...

Xi Xi believed that her small mouth was round like a duck egg. "Oh" shouted, looking at the young aunt in surprise.

"Then we can play such a game, you tell the story, and then I will show you the performance based on the story you tell!" Yang Huan said with a smile, "how is this idea good?"

Xi Xi happily patted the palm of her hand, holding the venue and saying, "Okay, okay, so fun!"

However, what story will you tell your aunt?

Xi Xi thought for a while and decided to tell a new story his father told her not long ago.

"For a long time, a long time ago, there was a beautiful girl as beautiful as Xi Xi!" Xi Xi jumped off the sofa and said with a dance.

"Wait a minute, Xixi, you sit on the sofa and say, Auntie is performing below." Yang Huan took Xixi back again.

"Okay!" Xixi nodded and said, "Her name is Xiaoxin, Baba said, she has no hemp, only a second hemp, and then, the second hemp is not her real hemp. Ma, don't like her! Bullying Xiao Xin, the two sisters also asked her to work, so pitiful. "

"Well, working!" Yang Huan found a rag, wiped it on the left, wiped on the right, and knelt on the floor to wipe the floor.

"Um, Xiao Xin's clothes are often dirty and dirty, and there are no good-looking clothes to wear." Xi Xi continued.

"Clothes, I don't have any clothes to wear." Yang Huan dressed poorly and fell to the ground, wiping tears.

"Hee hee, Auntie is so good." Xi Xi praised the venue and patted her palm.

"Continue, you continue to say!" Yang Huan has been completely intrigued.

Xi Xi scratched her head, recalled what her father said, and then said: "Then, Xiao Xin can't go dancing! Her second Ma Ma and her sister have gone dancing!"

"Why can't I go dancing ... oooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Yang Huan was on the ground, his hand stretched forward, making a cry.

Her performance is exaggerated and extremely tense. If Guo Ziyi evaluates, she will praise her as a qualified drama actor.

Why not say you are a qualified film actor?

Because that's too disobedient, it is said to be acting in a drama, and try to be as exaggerated and round as possible.

Why do n’t you just say she did n’t perform well?

Of course, I ca n’t just say that I will be killed by Huanjie!

Of course, Yang Huan ’s grandiose acting is still very effective in front of Xi Xi. Xi Xi likes this. Yang Huan made a giggling laugh.