Nima!

Mamami!

Falk oil spit!

Huang Tian secretly scolded himself.

It's just going to kill my rhythm!

The eyes of Rawls Jr. and Ferguson Jr. all shot like sharp arrows out of the sheath.

Swish!

Whew!

Whew!

Arrow in the face!

Arrow in the chest!

Arrow in the hip!

……

You meow!

Why do these two bastards hate me so much?

Can you not shoot a few blind shots?

But......

What can Huang Tian do?

You can't just push these two little girls away who are still sad and sad, right?

If you really do that, won't it break the hearts of the two little girls?

Cough!

Ahem!

Ahem, ahem!

Now, the only thing Huang Tian can do is cough.

I hope this all-natural vibration method can bounce these two close-fitting chicks away.

It's just that......

Some things often seem to go the way people want them to.

Sophia put the glove directly into Huang Tian's left elbow, and her head was even more tightly pressed against his shoulder.

Can a cough shake it off?

Impossible!

Earthquakes are inseparable!

Rose murmured like an Oriental girl.

Swish!

She ran her left hand through Huang Tian's right arm, and then, pulling his body like this, shook it.

It's like returning to the town of Bressenon and letting go of yourself and dancing with the wolf in the low, powerful mournful voice of the wolf.

Leprechauns!

No!

No, no, no!

Little she-wolf!

My body is sensitive!

I'm down now!

Call!

Huang Tian let out a long sigh.

Now it's good!

Neither of them had their own arms.

Want to use it?

Not to use!

If you want to eat the most delicious paella in Larsquena, you can't do it!

On top of that, the messages from Rawls Jr. and Ferguson Jr. were like they were going to eat me alive!

But......

Nima!

I'm not your rival, okay?

And!

I don't want to be your rival at all!

Ultimately!

I was kidnapped by these two little sisters!

Damn!

You didn't offend me!

I'm not afraid of you!

But!

I'm a little embarrassed!

Suddenly, Huang Tian was helpless, looking confused and embarrassed!

"What does Mr. Huang think of this Bresthenon?" Little Rawls elegantly ate the large sausage sliced into slices, and looked at Huang Tian with a smile.

"Church bells echo in the valley, goats walk proudly in the pastures, and Mount Paekdu exudes serenity and serenity in the distance...... It's so beautiful......" Huang Tian's face was calm, and his voice was low and magnetic.

"What?!" little Rawls looked at each other with a confused expression, "I'm asking you, is Matthew Lane's Bresthenon good?"

"I would like to return to Bressenon...... Let my heart ...... Stay there forever...... The years...... My Love...... Turned into an eternal ...... in the café" Huang Tian ignored the other party, as if muttering to himself, and as if he was chanting softly.

Swish!

Swish!

A line of crystal tears slid down Sophia's pretty and charming face, and Rose's eyes were full of tears, her long eyelashes shook, and the pearls with broken threads crackled and fell on Huang Tian's arm.

"Hi Rawls, he's talking about Matthew Lane in Bressennon. As little Ferguson spoke, he picked up an egg yolk from the porcelain plate, spread it on the bread slices like butter, and said with a smile:

"Unexpectedly, Oriental people also like Western music, but unfortunately, Oriental people's bodies are too slender and their voices are very weak, and they can't sing the deep sorrow and deep attachment in Bressenon at all. ”

"Music is connected, there are no borders, no race, as long as you have a heart for music, even goats, cows and dogs, you can enjoy a beautiful music. When Huang Tian said this, he looked at little Ferguson with a smile:

"Is that right, Mr. Ferguson?"

"As for what you said about whether Easterners are suitable for singing Westerners' songs, it doesn't seem to make much sense. ”

"For everyone who has a heart for music, they have their own unique understanding of music, and the taste shown is also different. ”

"That's the beauty of music. ”

"So, do you think the students at the University of Southampton's School of Music have a heart for music?" asked Ferguson with a smile as he elegantly raised his wine glass and whispered softly.

"Of course, Mr. Ferguson, a conservatory student at the world-renowned Russell University, certainly has a heart for music. Huang Tian smiled and nodded.

"Well, dear Mr. Huang, it seems that you know the great Great Britain and the prestigious University of Southampton well. After taking a sip of red wine, Little Ferguson gently lowered his glass, "So, Dear Mr. Huang, how about this Bressenon sung by the top students of the University of Southampton Conservatory?"

"Of course, it's not bad!" Huang Tian curled the corners of his mouth, picked up the red wine glass in front of him and shook it, and then drank it all, "It's just a child, what else can you ask for?"

Well?

The wine glass that little Ferguson had just picked up fell gently, and I heard him say with a smile:

"Kid, is Mr. Huang very big? Okay, haha! Since Mr. Huang has a lot of experience and experience, if you were to sing Bressennon, it would definitely have an extraordinary effect, right?"

"No, no, no, no, I can't sing, I can't sing, I just like to listen!" Huang Tian hurriedly waved his hand, "Laugh, Mr. Ferguson, Mr. Rawls, come, drink!"

After speaking, Huang Tian drank half a glass of red wine that had just arrived, ignoring the playful glances cast by Little Rawls and Little Ferguson.

"Mr. Huang, don't talk to them about music, Rawls and Ferguson are the lead singers and duets of the Lazy Strawberry Band, and they are very proficient in music. Sophia pulled Huang Tian's arm, looked up and said:

"And they're all graduates of the University of Southampton Conservatory, so you're going to lose out if you talk to them about that. ”

Rise!

Rawls smiled coldly and stood up suddenly.

Syllable!

Smack!

Bang Bang Bang!

I saw him slap his hands continuously, and when the whole hall looked over, I heard him say loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet! Please allow me to solemnly introduce Mr. Huang from the ancient country of the East!"

When he said this, Little Rawls looked at Huang Tian with a smile, meaning to stand up quickly!

Huang Tian couldn't help frowning and scolded secretly.

Nima!

Falk Oil!

Out of my foreign appearance!

It's just that......

Huang Tian thought about the two girls snuggling left and right, so he had to suppress a wave of anger, and then slowly got up and bowed slightly at everyone.

However, just as he was about to sit down, he heard little Rawls laugh and say loudly:

"Well, Dear Mr. Huang, please don't sit down yet! Allow me to continue with a solemn introduction, Mr. Huang looks young, but in fact he is very old, and has a great attainment in music. ”

"Well, I have to tell you a little secret, just now our University of Southampton Conservatory of Music No. 1 Wolf King sang Bressennon, in the eyes of Mr. Wong, only learned the surface of Mr. Matthew Lane, but did not sing the essence. ”

"Well, why is this happening? Because Mr. Huang thinks that the wolf king is still a child, and according to the Oriental dialect, the hair has not yet grown!"

(End of chapter)