Chapter Seventy-One: Whose Child Is This!
Zhuo Xiaowu came to the literary hall, and at this time, a bright and bright beauty was waiting in front of the door!
Because Zhuo Xiaowu watched Aunt Xiaoxiao on the video a few days ago, he recognized her at a glance!
Zhuo Xiaowu is actually quite delicate, otherwise Lin Yuanyuan would not have taken a fancy to him, so he walked over gracefully and asked in a gentle voice: "Miss, you and I seem to be familiar with each other!" ”
It's an old-fashioned pick-up routine, but this world hasn't ever appeared!
So Aunt Xiaoxiao was stunned, and then looked at Zhuo Xiaowu, she couldn't help frowning in the face of this fairly handsome child and said, "Little fart child, talk blindly every day, go to school quickly!" ”
"Hey! Eldest sister, I'm twenty-two years old, and I'm still young! Zhuo Xiaowu couldn't help but laugh and said. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Now that people are used to relying on the old and selling the old, I am only a few years younger than you! Is there a ten-year-old? Well.... It seems that there is!
"Little brat, my sister is in her thirties, go and play, I'll wait for someone!" Aunt Xiaoxiao said helplessly.
She has been waiting for the donburi for a long time now, and she has never seen what the donburi looks like, but the impression of the donburi in her mind should be that he should be a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old, bearded and bandit-like young man!
"Who are you waiting for?"
Aunt Xiaoxiao saw that this child was still pestering herself, and couldn't help but say fiercely: "Leave quickly, if you don't leave, be careful that I will beat you!" ”
"Poof!" Faced with Aunt Xiaoxiao's unconvincing words, Zhuo Xiaowu couldn't help laughing.
He returned to his normal tone and said, "Okay, okay, I'm Brother Donburi, let's go, let's go in!" ”
"Huh? You're the donburi? Aunt Xiaoxiao looked at the beautiful big boy in front of her in disbelief!
This is the donburi brother who is killing all sides on the Internet? Just kidding, stop being funny!
Just when she didn't believe it and was about to drive this big boy away, a fluttering sentence made her blush: "You once said in front of me that you were scared to pee, you once said in front of me that you would dedicate chrysanthemums to us, these words of vows, are you ........ now?"
"Okay, I know you're a donburi, don't talk about it!" Aunt Xiaoxiao saw that someone was coming, and hurriedly covered her mouth with a rice bowl.
"Okay, your gentle little hands almost covered me and I couldn't breathe!" Zhuo Xiaowu took Aunt Xiaoxiao's hand down, and then said helplessly.
Then the two walked into the literary hall.
At this time, there were already many people in the literary hall, with more than 20 places to participate in the "Early Spring Poetry Club" competition, and there were three guest seats.
At this time, many people went to the guest seats to say hello to the guests.
After all, the guests who can host the "Early Spring Festival Gala" are all famous figures in the literary circle!
For example, this time there are Song Tiansheng, vice president of the Literary Association, Mr. Taishan Beidou Nan of the Literary Association, and Ye Haiqing, vice president of the Literary Association.
"Nan senior, your body is still so tough!" Zhang Guofeng, who bombarded Zhuo Xiaowu yesterday, said very respectfully to Nan Lao, who was in the middle guest seat, at this time.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Nan Lao said kindly.
"Hello President Song!" Haifeng, a poet of the Literary Association, also greeted him in awe.
"Mr. Nan, President Ye is good! Drink some Pu'er tea! Zheng Hong also held a pot of good tea and said attentively.
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The circle of the Sijiu City Literary Association is so big, in addition to the people around the guest seats, there are also many people who are also saying hello in twos and threes!
"Hey! O Aeolus! You and my brother haven't seen each other for a long time! Kunlun, who was dressed in a black suit, greeted Fengyun in a gray suit angrily!
These two are both gods of the same era, so they know each other very well!
"Fengshen is good, Brother Kunlun is good!" Sanliang, Zhan Fengyun, Wuling and others also surrounded them!
After all, they are all in the online literature circle, so they all have a common discourse.
And to be honest, these online authors have a very embarrassing position in the traditional cultural circle, and many traditional authors look down on them, so they don't lick and say hello to others!
At this time, Aunt Xiaoxiao was also called by the fairy tale king Teacher Xiao, and suddenly Zhuo Xiaowu was alone!
After all, Aunt Xiaoxiao can invite Zhuo Xiaowu to participate, and she is already benevolent and righteous, so there is no need to accompany him!
Zhuo Xiaowu didn't complain, he found a table full of fruit desserts and started eating!
He was in a hurry to go out in the morning and didn't eat, but now these desserts are very delicious, so he began to eat them in large gulps!
And his eye-catching action naturally attracted the attention of many people!
"Who is this!" Fengyun asked angrily in surprise.
"I don't know!" Kunlun shook his head.
"It looks like he should be twenty years old, I guess who's bringing the child, look at the hungry child!" Sanliang, who was so frightened that he cried yesterday, said sympathetically to Zhuo Xiaowu, who was watching eating and drinking at this time.
"This kid can't have eaten this dessert, it's so pitiful!" Zhan Fengyun looked at Zhuo Xiaowu's way of eating, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
At this time, at the guest house, Song Tiansheng looked up and saw Zhuo Xiaowu who was eating and drinking directly on the food table, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Who is this!" Why is it so unqualified? ”
"I don't know, why don't I blast him out?" Haifeng said attentively.
"How do you speak? Even if a child eats something, he can eat the poor Literary Association! Nan Lao said very dissatisfied.
"That's it, this kid is estimated to be the juniors who brought it, wait for the end of the "Early Spring Poetry Club" for a while, find someone to pack some desserts and fruits for this kid, let him take it away, this kid is weird and distressing!" Ye Haiqing, who is also the vice president of the Literary Association, deliberately refuted Song Tiansheng's words at this time.
The Ye family is also one of the five major families, and they have always been at odds with the Song family.
Song Tiansheng smiled coldly and said, "I didn't expect President Ye to be so sympathetic!" ”
"It's okay, you can't be as cold-blooded and ruthless as some people! I heard that some people directly blocked Brother Donburi who attracted a lot of readers to Jianghu novels the day before yesterday, tsk, this is really unloading the mill and killing the donkey! Ye Haiqing deliberately smacked his tongue and said.
"Huh!" Song Tiansheng didn't refute, but everyone present could feel the smell of gunpowder between the two!
At this time, it was probably Fengyunfu and the others who looked at Zhuo Xiaowu and no one cared about him, and many people looked at him with ridicule, and suddenly felt that this kid was inferior to their status as an online writer!
So with sympathy, they walked over and kindly pulled Zhuo Xiaowu to their table and said, "Come, child, come and eat at Uncle's place, it is not good to stand in the middle and eat." ”
"Is there twenty children? What about your elders? How can I leave you here alone! Sanliang kindly touched Zhuo Xiaowu's head and said.
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Because Fengyun is angry with them, these old gods have personal photos on the website, and Zhuo Xiaowu knows what they look like.
At this time, Zhuo Xiaowuyi's big eyes looked at these people who had been so scared by himself that they almost cried, he couldn't cry or laugh!
And Aunt Xiaoxiao, who was chatting with Teacher Xiao, turned her head to see what the rice bowl was doing, and when she found the location of the rice bowl, she felt that the world was crazy!
A flock of sheep comforting a big bad wolf in sympathy!