"Isn't it going to be sung? Dot? ”

As soon as Lin Quan came in, he sat down angrily, and glanced at the two of them, these two guys really love to get into trouble!

"Brother, she's really ......"

After Lin Qiao entered the house, she began to look at Taylor secretly, she didn't think there was anything before, but after guessing Taylor's identity, Lin Qiao suddenly became squirming, which was a bit interesting.

"What is it? Don't you already see it? What else do you ask me for? ”

Lin Quan said this, in fact, it was equivalent to admitting Taylor's identity in disguise.

Lin Qiao was startled at first, then happy again, and hurriedly took out paper and pen from his bag and put them in front of Taylor.

"Miss Taylor, I'm a fan of yours, could you please sign me?"

Lin Quan stretched out his hand to cover his face, this guy is obviously making trouble!

Taylor was a little embarrassed, glanced at Lin Quan at this time, and saw that Lin Quan didn't say anything, so she couldn't refuse Lin Qiao's request, so she had to nod, took the pen and paper in Lin Qiao's hand, and wrote her name on it seriously.

Lin Qiao took it with satisfaction, but, she glanced at it, frowned slightly, and then searched on the Internet, and found that Taylor's signature looked a little abnormal, Taylor Swift's signature is generally an artistic signature, that is, the kind of dragon and phoenix dance, which kind of writing you don't know at all, but at this time, Taylor's signature to her is the kind of very serious, very formal signature, this word is very good-looking, but, if you take back such a signature, No one will believe that this is Taylor's autograph!

Because it's so different from her usual signature.

"Well, this, Miss Taylor, is that how you sign when you usually sign?"

Although Lin Qiao felt a little difficult to speak, at this time she still wanted an autograph that was the same as that of other fans.

Taylor shook his head: "Those signatures are all very sloppy signatures, if you don't like it, I'll change it for you!" ”

Taylor glanced at Lin Quan, Lin Quan had already started to order songs, they entered this VIP room, if they didn't order songs, it would be a waste, as for how these two people want to toss, then it doesn't matter about him, let them toss, Lin Quan doesn't care at all.

"Uh-huh, besides, can you take a group photo after signing?"

Lin Qiao was a little embarrassed to ask for a group photo, Taylor nodded, this is a trivial matter, there is no problem.

So the two signed and took pictures, and Lin Quan was already singing single love songs.

"Brother, your broken copper voice, fortunately not heard by my sister-in-law, otherwise I would have to count you down!"

Lin Qiao covered his ears, and he blushed a little, he didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all, he could sing so comfortably in front of a master like Taylor!

If his singing skills are very good, then that's it, the key is that Lin Quan's five tones are incomplete, and the songs he sings are out of tune, it sounds like he is killing a pig, the key is that the pig seems to have been stabbed and not hurt to the point, and he has been there all the time, how ugly it is to listen and it is ugly.

"What's wrong? Is it also a sin to sing badly? ”

Lin Quan didn't care at all, he didn't rely on his own singing voice to eat, isn't it normal to sing badly?

Besides, shame on you? What's so embarrassing about that, he doesn't sing well, that's a question of whom, and in this room sits the professional-level singer Taylor, who of them sings, in Taylor's eyes, they are all amateur-level level, aren't they all the same bad? So what is there to worry about? If it's all bad, then it's no problem, and if it's bad, I'm not afraid of getting worse......

"Sister Taylor, what song are you going to sing? I'll give you a few songs! ”

Lin Qiao rolled her eyes, it was the first time she found out that her eldest brother still had such a cheeky side!

"Hehe, no need, you guys have fun, I'm worried that the person outside will come in, if she hits it, it won't be good."

When Taylor entered the room, he got Lin Quan's hint and asked her not to speak, otherwise it would be overheard by Lin Qiao's wife, and it would be terrible, although she didn't know what she was going to do, but Lin Quan instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Lin Qiao heard her say this, and didn't continue to insist, what Taylor said made sense, if she sang with them, it was really not good, it seemed that this time she chose the wrong place, and it might be better to change to another place next time.

So, just like that, two amateurs sang here, while Taylor, a professional, could only watch where they performed.

……

"Whew, I sang a song once, I sweated, it's so hot, it's not good, I want to go back and take a shower!"

finally got through the time, and by the way, Lin Qiao's master and wife were dealt with, and the three of them lost the nature of continuing to play, and they all had to go home one by one.

When they got home, the three of them were careful not to make any noise.

Lin Quan secretly went to the room to take a look, and Denise's mother and daughter were sleeping soundly on their hands, and it seemed that they were indeed sleepy before.

quietly closed the door and came out to make a silent gesture with everyone, so the three of them took turns to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lin Quan was the last to go in, and after washing, the two of them had already gone to sleep, and he had nowhere to go, so he had to settle on the sofa in the living room.

The head was groggy, although the sofa was not long enough, and the body was slightly nested when lying on it, which was a little uncomfortable, but Lin Quan still didn't care too much, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, and when I woke up, it was completely dark.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, and it was dark everywhere, but there was some light in the kitchen, and there was a crackling sound.

Lin Quan was a little curious, and he didn't know who was in the kitchen, so he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face, then walked back and went into the kitchen to take a look.

"Woke up? Hungry, right? ”

Denise is using her less skilled utensils to make her familiar food, the pot here is not very similar to the pan she is used to, this pot is obviously heavier, and not just a matter of heavier, this pot looks more oily, but this pot is deeper, the oil is not easy to splash out of it, and even if there are extra ingredients, it will not easily run out of the pot when stir-frying, which is what she still prefers.

"Well, sort of, I'll help you!"