She Came To My Concert

After Zhu Wenshu and Ling Chen looked at each other, they walked towards the living room, not as casual as usual, but also a little nervous.

"Dad, let me go."

"No, you rest, I'll take this water..."

"I'll come, uncle."

Dad saw a slender hand reach out and take his teapot.

Kungfu tea is a traditional custom of drinking tea, known as the "Chinese tea ceremony". There is a large table with various tea utensils, and the tea ceremony is so complicated that laymen can't understand what it is doing.

For example, Ling Xingyan at this moment.

He watched Ling Chen make a pot of tea in a decent manner, and suddenly he had a great understanding.

It's still his brother who knows how a snake hits seven inches.

No wonder he secretly watched videos on the Internet some time ago.

With this spirit, Tsinghua University and Peking University followed him in the exam.

Zhu Wenshu didn't expect Ling Chen to make up lessons, she just told Ling Chen what she did at home.

Before coming here, she was worried that Ling Chen would not like to talk, and her parents would think that he was putting on airs, but when it was dinner time, her father already had the intention of persuading Ling Chen to switch to selling tea with him.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner, not only the four elders were present, but even the cousins ​​who were usually busy on duty also came.

There was a large group of people in the family. Zhu Wenshu thought that she and Ling Chen would soon be caught in the endless interrogation of relatives. Unexpectedly, this group of relatives who were usually full of curiosity in front of her became reserved when they saw Ling Chen. The uncle who always likes to sing a song after drinking actually said that his voice is not very good, and he is afraid that it will affect his performance.

At this point, Ling Xingyan saw that his brother had nothing to deal with, other than being silent as usual, there was nothing to worry about, so he said goodbye after dinner.

Walking out of Zhu's house, Ling Xingyan called his parents to report the situation. At the same time, he laughed and said that Ling Chen had seen a big scene. It was the first time he saw his mother-in-law who was much calmer than him and didn't panic at all.

And Zhu Wenshu's parents simply asked about Ling Chen's father's situation, and the whole family was not surprised at all. It seemed that they had known the whole picture for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Xingyan sat in the car, took out his phone and glanced at Moments.

Twenty minutes ago, Ling Chen sent a picture of Zhu Wen's New Year's Eve dinner, without any words.

It looks quite reserved.

that is

【A Key to Music】: Happy New Year! The food looks delicious.

[c Reply to Music Akey]: Thank you, my father-in-law did it.

[Lu Manman]: Wow, it looks delicious, comparable to a chef!

[c reply to Lu Manman]: How do you know that my mother-in-law cooked the dishes?

[Lu Manman replied c]:? I have no idea.

[c replies to Lu Manman]: Then you know now.

[Zhang Yuming]: It looks good. Come back to my house and I'll make you a meal too.

[c reply to Zhang Yuming]: Teacher, I'm at my mother-in-law's house, so I can't come for the time being.

Ling Xing said: "..."

Chapter 70 Extra Story 3 (Our Home)

After dinner, Zhu Wenshu began to feel uneasy.

All this is too abnormal, she always feels that her parents are holding back some big tricks.

Sure enough, after clearing the dining table, her parents stood by the kitchen and looked at each other, then smiled and said to the people in the living room: "What kind of spring night are you watching, it's so boring."

The two jumped into the room and moved out a set - family KTV equipment.

Uncle, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and with his drunken spirit, he enthusiastically moved Ling Chen to his side, insisting on singing a duet with him.

"Why don't you forget it." Zhu Wenshu stood in front of Ling Chen, "He caught a cold a while ago, and his throat is not very good."

Uncle was persistent and insisted that Lingchen could sing even if he had a cold.

Under Zhu Wenshu's repeated persuasion, Ling Chen couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhu Wenshu looked back at him, "Are you sure...?"

Ling Chen raised his eyebrows, looking confident that I can't sing our uncle's song.

Afterwards, Ling Chen watched Zhu Wenshu's uncle order "Borrow from Heaven for Another Five Hundred Years".

He kept smiling, turned to his uncle and said, "How about another song?"

Uncle said it was all right, and then backhanded the song "Serving the country with allegiance".

"What's the matter?" Uncle asked, "Can't you sing?"

Not long after, my uncle and Ling Chen sang "Defend the Yellow River" shoulder to shoulder.

The two divided into sections, and when it was uncle's turn, he sang and turned his head to look at Lingchen, meaning don't sing my part.

Ling Chen gestured, and seeing that his uncle didn't move, he said, "I'm harmonizing with you."

Uncle immediately summoned up all his strength to soar his high notes.

As long as he is happy, no one can hear it anyway.

another city.

After Shi Xueer finished the New Year's Eve dinner, she didn't forget to click on Lingchen's Weibo square to patrol to see if there were any rumors.

After watching it with satisfaction for more than 20 minutes, when I was about to grab the red envelope, I was suddenly attracted by a Weibo.

@小计不吃饭: My neighbor’s singing sounds like Ling Chen hahahaha.

And accompanied by a video.

Shi Xueer thought to herself, don't touch Ci, everyone looks like Ling Chen, so it's okay?

But after listening to it for ten seconds, she groaned, and clicked to open it, and the IP address of this person was indeed in Huiyang.

【Fishing for Snow Mei Niang in the Cold River Alone】:

I wish the teacher! Please make Chen pay attention to the burden of being an idol! !

When Zhu Wenshu received the news from Shi Xueer, his uncle was inviting Ling Chen to sing the sixth duet with him.