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

No, Guo Ziyi and Wang Chao went to dance in a circle, and when they came back, both of them were sweating on their heads, and they didn't see anything happening.

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

"It's fun, when you go to the dance floor, you don't know anything about it, you know how to dance to the music. Wang Chao ripped off the headband, then straightened his hair, and put it back on, saying coolly.

"What if you can't dance?" Zhu Liyang hesitated.

"If you can't dance, you can jump, but Brother Chao can't jump, so he just squirms there. Guo Ziyi said with a smile.

"Who said I couldn't dance?Who around me danced better than me?" Wang Chao blushed, not knowing if it was because he drank too much wine or was ashamed to be exposed, he shouted, "Zhu Liyang, don't be so cowardly, anyway, on the dance floor, no one cares how you dance, it's all jumping around there." ”

"Brother Yang, let's go have a fun together!" Guo Ziyi also instigated.

Ding Xiang reminded with a smile: "I'm going, hurry up now, there are too many people later, the dance floor is crowded, and there is not even a place to stay." ”

"Go, go!" Zhu Liyang said.

"Hey, you wait for me, I'll go too!" Long Ni couldn't hold back either, and followed excitedly.

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

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

Ding Xiang didn't know whether he was reluctant to drink it, or he was worried that Yang Yi would spend more money, this glass of juice was only half drunk after drinking for a long time, and those few 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, and later let them order low-alcohol champagne cocktails.

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

Yang Yi smiled, and didn't persuade much, he drank his mojito while listening to the songs sung by the band here.

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

"Oh, me, dancing is suitable for you young people, I'm an old man, 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 smiled and said nothing, his age in this life is indeed in his early thirties, but in his previous life, he ...... In his previous life, he couldn't be sure how old he was when he died, because he was taken abroad by the killer organization since he was a child, and he lived in a killing world for as long as he can remember, and he didn't know his name, place of origin, or date of birth at all, so he could only roughly estimate that he was almost forty years old when he died.

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

"Hey, Brother Yang, look, isn't that singer Lin Mu'an?" Ding Xiang suddenly found something, and pointed to the young man holding a guitar on the bar stage and said.

Lin Mu'an?

Yang Yi remembered the name, he turned his head to look over, the band had gone down before, and now the singer who was going on stage to play and sing was the young man he had met twice.

The first time was when he wanted to find a job and came to his coffee shop to apply for a pianist, and the second time, he borrowed his own piano and sang a new song to his girlfriend.

It turned out that he was singing in this bar.

"Brother Yang, don't you remember him?" Ding Xiang asked when he saw that Yang Yi was silent.

"Remember, let's listen to the song! He sings a good Cantonese song. 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 held his face and stared at Xi Xi. Xixi also learned from the little aunt, with two little arms on her thighs, and then supported her little face, her eyes raised hard, and she looked at the little aunt.

"Auntie, I think I'm so bored...... When will I be able to come back?" Xixi pouted, but it was actually squeezed out of her palm, and said word by word.

"Your father didn't come back so soon...... Yang Huan was still a little unconvinced, she felt that she couldn't just give up, she had to find a way to make Xixi happy, otherwise, she would be too embarrassed!

Suddenly, Yang Huan had an idea, she straightened up, patted her thigh, and made a "bang" sound through her pajamas: "Xixi, I remember, don't you know how to tell stories? You said before that you often tell stories to your friends in kindergarten!"

"Yes, little aunt, do you want me to tell you a story?" Xixi was interested, she blinked her eyes wide, and asked happily.

If the roles are reversed, Yang Huan is also very willing to Xixi tell him a story, just lie down and listen to it comfortably, why bother so hard!

But she is an adult, she takes care of Xixi, not Xixi takes care of her! If Xixi tells her stories, how can Sister Huan have the face to mix in this world in the future?

So, Yang Huan smiled and said, "That's what I think! You can tell stories, and then I, I can act!"

She was not ashamed to say that she learned some basic skills of acting from Guo Ziyi and Qin Wen, and she dared to claim that she could act......

Xixi believed it, her little mouth was as round as a duck's egg, and she exclaimed, "Oh", and looked at her little aunt in surprise.

"Then we can play a game like this, you tell the story, and then I will show you the story you tell!" Yang Huan said with a smile, "How about it, it's a good idea, right?"

Xi Xi happily slapped her little palm, and said very much: "Okay, okay, it's fun like this!"

But what story do you want to tell your little aunt?

Xixi thought for a while and decided to tell her a new story that her father had told her not long ago.

"It's been a long time, a long time ago, there was a beautiful girl, as beautiful as Xixi!" Xixi jumped off the sofa and said dancingly.

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

"Okay!" Xixi nodded and said, "Her name is Xiao Xin, Baba said, she doesn't have Ma Ma, only a second Ma Ma, and then, then the second Ma Ma is not her real Ma Ma, I don't like her! ”

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

"Well, Xiao Xin's clothes are often dirty and dirty, and there are no beautiful clothes to wear. Xixi continued.

"Clothes, I don't have any clothes to wear. Yang Huan pretended to be pitiful and fell to the ground, wiping his tears.

"Hee-hee, my little aunt is so amazing. Xi Xi clapped her little palms and praised.

"Go on, you go on!" Yang Huan was already completely interested.

Xi Xi scratched her little head, recalled what her father had said, and then said: "Then, Xiao Xin can't go dancing yet!

"Why can't I go dancing...... Woo, woo......" Yang Huan was on the ground, his hand stretched forward, and he made a crying appearance.

Her performance is exaggerated and very tense, and if Guo Ziyi evaluates her, she will be praised as a qualified drama actor.

Why don't you say that you are a qualified film actor?

Because that would be too contrary to my will, I said that I was acting in a drama, and I tried to exaggerate and round the past.

Why don't you just say that she didn't act well?

Of course, you can't say it directly, you will be beaten to death by Sister Huan!

Of course, Yang Huan's exaggerated acting skills are still very effective in front of Xi Xi, Xi Xi likes this, and is so amused by Yang Huan that she giggles.