Su Zimo smiled bitterly, "This, I don't know it myself, I was confused, I received the notice, and I went to this column to report"

Mei Bixue looked at the young man in front of her, and said speechlessly, "Okay, you seem to be the host in a daze."

Su Zimo smiled and didn't say anything.

"Let's go, go sit outside for a while" With that, Mei Bixue stood up and took Yang Leling's little hand and walked towards the lawn outside.

Seeing this, Su Zimo also stood up and followed with the ignorant Su Xi'er.

When they came to the lawn, several people took off their shoes and stepped barefoot on the emerald green lawn.

On the lawn, Mei Bixue tidied up almost every day, but there were no dirty and sharp objects.

Su Xi'er carefully stretched out her little feet, stepped on the green lawn, felt the itching sensation coming from the soles of her feet, and couldn't help but let out a joyful laugh "Dad, itchy"

Su Zimo, who was sitting on the lawn, clapped his hands when he heard this happy little hand, and said with Su Xi'er's encouragement, "Little girl, come over by yourself"

Su Xi'er blinked her eyes, and under the gaze of several people, she began to move her little feet, one step at a time, and trotted in the direction where Su Zimo was with stumbling steps.

Along the way, she staggered and almost fell to the ground, and the little girl stumbled into Su Zimo's arms, and her mouth let out excited laughter.

"Okay, okay, sit down, you little girl" Su Zimo patted Su Xi'er, who was twisting in his arms, and said funny.

"Mm-hmm" Su Xi'er nodded again and again, sitting next to Su Zimo on the emerald green lawn.

The lawn in the courtyard was much brighter than in the house, after all, the bright moon in the sky was not covered, and a few bright street lamps outside the wall dispelled the darkness around it.

Mei Bixue looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky in a trance, her beautiful eyes flickered, and after a while, she came back to her senses, looked at Su Zimo, and said softly, "By the way, Zimo, have you practiced recently?"

"Practice?" Su Zimo didn't react for a while.

Seeing this, Mei Bixue's pretty face was a little disappointed, and she sighed and said, "It seems that you like pop music much more than Peking Opera, and you didn't practice what I taught you."

"Uh, no, no, teacher, I have practiced what you taught me" Su Zimo hurriedly said, although there was no superfluous expression on his face, his heart was very empty.

"Really?" Mei Bixue obviously didn't believe it, and looked at Su Zimo suspiciously, and her disappointment seemed to be on the surface.

"Mei ...... Aunt Mei, Dad is not lazy, he gets up very early every day, sometimes he runs outside, sometimes he babbles at home," Su Xi'er on the side suddenly said.

Su Zimo saw Su Xi'er speak out, and smiled knowingly, although he was speechless about the words babbling, but he still didn't say anything, fortunately, there was a little girl to relieve him.

"What is it?" Mei Bixue was slightly stunned, her face was slightly softened, and she asked with interest.

When Su Xi'er heard this, she lowered her head and thought about it, remembering the tongue twister that Su Zimo usually read in her throat, and said vaguely, "Eight...... Eight hundred pacesetters rushed to the north slope, and the north slope was artillery...... After saying this, the little face was very entangled, showing a pitiful expression, looking at Mei Bixue, "Xiao Xi'er can't remember the rest, it's so difficult...... It's hard to say."

"If you can't remember, forget it" Mei Bixue looked at the other party's tangled little face, raised her hand and pinched it, and then looked at Su Zimo with suspicious eyes, although she didn't speak, but the meaning was self-evident.

Su Zimo smiled and explained, "What the little girl said was babbling, it was I who was dumbfounded, and I used some very tongue-twisting sentences."

The disappointment on Mei Bixue's face disappeared, she thought for a while, and then said, "Then you can sing two sentences to me, let me see how you have practiced recently."

"Uh, now?" Su Zimo was slightly stunned and said hesitantly.

Mei Bixue nodded, showing a look that seemed to be smiling, "Isn't it appropriate now?"

"No, isn't it," Su Zimo said again and again, "Then teacher, what do you want me to sing?"

"Well, this is up to you, you can do anything, I'm just checking how well you're practicing, and I'm not listening to the play" Mei Bixue stroked Yang Leling, who had been very quiet beside her, and said with a smile.

Su Zimo nodded, and then searched in his mind, like brainstorming, scenes and scenes kept flashing in his mind.

The brainstorming method comes from the word "brainstorming". Brainstorming was originally used in psychopathology to refer to the state of insanity of a mentally ill person, but now it has been transformed into unlimited free association and discussion, with the aim of generating new ideas or stimulating innovative ideas. The brainstorming method, also known as the intellectual stimulation method, the BS method, and the free thinking method, was developed by the American imperialist creationist A· First proposed by F. Osborne in 1939 and published in 1953, this method of stimulating thinking is a method.

Yes, Su Zimo said secretly, and then stopped thinking, but at this time, there was a piercing pain in his mind, but fortunately it only lasted for a few seconds, although the time was short, but his face was extremely defeated, and his forehead was sweaty.

Mei Bixue was very surprised, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Su Zimo wiped the sweat off his head, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I know what to sing"

"Forget it, let's do it another day" Mei Bixue said worriedly when she saw the other party's pale face.

"It's okay, I thought about it just now, if I don't come now, I forgot what to do" Su Zimo said softly, looking at the little girl in his arms, and touched the other party's little head dotingly.

Mei Bixue saw that the other party insisted, so she had no choice but to nod.

"Okay, you sit here first, you know" Su Zimo said two words to Su Xi'er, and after looking at the other party and nodding, he stood up, looked at the bright moon hanging high above me, adjusted his mentality, cleared his throat, and sang in the way of Peking Opera

"Since I, I have fought with the king in the east and west, and have suffered from wind and frost and toil, year after year. Hate only hated the unTaoist Qin ruined the lives of the people, and only caused the people to suffer and suffer"

Mei Bixue was surprised to hear such an unfamiliar singing passage and the surprising voice in her ears, because what came out of Su Zimo's mouth was a sad female voice.

This voice contains many emotions, including sorrow, worry, hatred, compassion and so on, so that everyone who hears this voice at one time can't help but think of a noble woman in ancient costume.

Without waiting for Mei Bixue's excessive surprise, Su Zimo's next move was even more surprising and surprising, only to see the sad look on his face suddenly change, turning into a domineering look, his eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he seemed to be holding an ancient spear in his hand

"The gun picked several generals in the Han camp, how to beware of hiding on all sides, and passed on the generals to order Hugh to send troops to return to the camp tent"

At this moment, Su Zimo's usual gentle look disappeared, replaced by a look of contempt for the world, exuding a domineering aura all over his body.