It turned out that Yang Yi didn't have Conan's physique, so he didn't encounter trouble everywhere.
As a matter of fact, Guo Ziyi and Wang Chao went out to dance. When they came back, both of them were sweating, but nothing happened.
"Wang Chao, is it fun?" Zhu Liyang asked enviously.
"It's fun. Once you're on the dance floor, you won't know north, south, east, or west. You only know how to dance to the music." Wang Chao said coolly as he pulled off his hair band, tidied up his hair, and put it back on.
"What if I don't know how to dance?" Zhu Liyang hesitated.
"You can still dance even if you don't know how to dance. Brother Chao doesn't know how to dance, so he just blindly swings around." Guo Ziyi said with a grin.
"Who says I don't know how to dance? Who can dance better than me around here? " Wang Chao's face turned red. He didn't know if it was because he drank too much or because he was ashamed of being exposed. He shouted, "Zhu Liyang, don't be so cowardly. Anyway, on the dance floor, no one cares how you dance. You're just jumping around."
"Brother Yang, let's go play together!" Guo Ziyi also urged.
Ding Xiang smiled and reminded him, "If you want to go, hurry up and go now. There will be more people later, and the dance floor will be crowded. There won't even be a place to stand."
"Let's go!" Zhu Liyang hardened his heart.
"Hey, wait for me, I'll go too!" Long Ni also couldn't hold back and excitedly followed.
At the booth, only Yang Yi and Ding Xiang were left.
"Ding Xiang, don't be so reserved. Today we came out to play. Don't think about anything else. If you want to play, then go!" Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and said to Ding Xiang, who had been holding her glass of gradually changing juice.
Ding Xiang didn't know if she was reluctant to drink it or worried that Yang Yi would spend more money, but she only drank half of this glass of juice after drinking for a long time. Those people didn't know how many glasses they had changed. Yang Yi was afraid that they would get drunk as soon as they came up, so he asked them to order low-alcohol champagne cocktails.
"Brother Yang, I don't like dancing. Let's forget it." Ding Xiang waved her hand in embarrassment.
Yang Yi smiled and didn't try to persuade him. He drank his mojito while listening to the band's song.
"Big Brother Yang, why aren't you dancing?" Ding Xiang asked curiously.
"Oh, me? Dancing is suitable for you young people. As an old man, forget it!" Yang Yi said with a smile.
"Big Brother Yang, you're only in your early thirties. How can you be old?" Ding Xiang defended him.
Yang Yi smiled but didn't say anything. In this life, he was indeed in his early thirties, but in his previous life … in his previous life, he wasn't sure how old he was when he died, because he was kidnapped by an assassin organization and sent abroad. From the time he could remember, he lived in a world of killing. He didn't know his name, birthplace, or birthday. He could only roughly estimate that when he died, he was almost forty years old.
His body wasn't old, but his mentality was much more mature!
"Hey, Big Brother Yang, look, isn't that singer Lin Mu 'an?" Ding Xiang suddenly noticed something and pointed at the young man on the stage with a guitar.
Lin Mu 'an?
Yang Yi remembered this name. He turned his head and saw that the band had already left the stage. The singer on the stage was the young man he met twice.
The first time was when he wanted to find a job and came to his coffee shop to apply for a pianist position. The second time was when he borrowed his piano to play a new song for his girlfriend.
It turned out that he was a resident singer in this bar.
"Big Brother Yang, don't you remember him?" Ding Xiang saw that Yang Yi didn't say anything and asked.
"I remember. Let's listen to a song! He can sing a Cantonese song. It's not bad. "Yang Yi nodded and smiled.
…
In Yang Huan's residence, Yang Huan and Xi Xi sat cross-legged on the sofa facing each other. Yang Huan supported her face with her hands and stared at Xi Xi. Xi Xi followed her aunt's example. She put her arms on her thighs and supported her face with her hands. She tried hard to raise her eyes and look into her aunt's eyes.
"Auntie, I feel so bored … When will my papa come back?" Xi Xi said word by word while pouting. In fact, her mouth was squeezed out by her palms.
"Your papa won't come back so soon …" Yang Huan was still not convinced. She felt that she couldn't just give up like this. She had to find a way to make Xi Xi happy. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for her!
Suddenly, Yang Huan had an idea. She straightened up and slapped her thighs. "Xi Xi, I remember now. You can tell stories, right? You said before that you often tell stories to your friends in kindergarten! "
"Yes, auntie. Do you want me to tell you stories?" Xi Xi was interested. She blinked her big eyes and asked cheerfully.
If their roles were reversed, Yang Huan would be very willing to let Xi Xi tell her stories. She could just lie down comfortably and listen to it. There was no need to work so hard!
However, she was an adult. She should take care of Xi Xi, not Xi Xi! If she had to let Xi Xi tell her stories, how could Sister Huan show her face in this world in the future?
Therefore, Yang Huan said with a smile, "That's what I think! You can tell stories, and I can act! "
She was the only one who dared to say that she could act after learning some basic acting skills from Guo Ziyi and Qin Wen.
However, Xi Xi believed her. Her little mouth was as round as a duck's egg. "Oh!" She exclaimed and looked at her auntie in surprise.
"Then we can play a game like this. You tell stories, and then I will act according to your story!" Yang Huan said with a smile, "What do you think? This is a good idea, right?"
Xi Xi clapped her little hands happily and said, "Great, great! This is so fun!"
However, what story should she tell her auntie?
Xi Xi thought for a while and decided to tell her a new story that her father told her not long ago.
"Long, long time ago, there was a beautiful girl who was as beautiful as Xi Xi!" Xi Xi jumped off the sofa and said with joy.
"Wait a minute, Xi Xi. Sit on the sofa and tell me. I will act downstairs." Yang Huan carried Xi Xi back.
"Okay!" Xi Xi nodded and said, "Her name was Little Xin. PaPa said that she didn't have a Mom, only a second Mom. Then, then the second Mom was not her real Mom, so she didn't like her! She bullied Little Xin, and her two older sisters made her work. She was so pitiful. "
"Yes, she was working!" Yang Huan found a rag and wiped her face. She even knelt on the ground and wiped the floor.
"Yes, Little Xin's clothes were always very dirty. She didn't have any nice clothes to wear," Xi Xi continued.
"Clothes, I didn't have any clothes to wear." Yang Huan pretended to be pitiful and fell to the ground, wiping her tears.
"Hee hee, auntie, you are so awesome." Xi Xi clapped her little hands and praised.
"Go on, go on!" Yang Huan was completely interested.
Xi Xi scratched her little head and recalled what her father said. Then she said, "Then, Little Xin couldn't go dancing! Her second Mom and older sisters went dancing! "
"Why couldn't I go dancing … Sob, sob …" Yang Huan stretched out her hands on the ground and pretended to be crying.
Her performance was exaggerated and full of tension. If Guo Ziyi were to comment, he would say that she was a qualified drama actress.
Why didn't he say that she was a qualified movie actress?
Because that would be too untrue. If he said that she was acting in a drama, it would be better to exaggerate her performance.
Why didn't he say that she was not good at acting?
Of course, he couldn't say that directly, or he would be beaten to death by Sister Huan!
Of course, Yang Huan's exaggerated acting skills were very effective in front of Xixi. Xixi liked this kind of person and couldn't stop giggling because of Yang Huan.
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