Li Ziyan's expression quickly adjusted after the initial stiffness, and the gaze that looked at Cao Ming would even give people a kind of tolerance for the elders to do something out of the ordinary for the bad boys, this is due to habit, how many years of life in the deep mansion compound have already made her develop the ability to adjust the best expression and posture at the first time, except for herself, no one knows what she actually thinks in her heart: she has a very bad impression of her daughter's classmate named Cao Ming!

If she could see the almost negligible, "well-behaved" sparkle in this boy who had made an exception for his daughter who had never proposed to go out at night for more than ten years, when she entered the door just now, but from the moment he made a big noise regardless of other people's feelings, that little advantage immediately became "clever", and it was very selfish. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Thinking of this, I made up my mind that my daughter would not have too much contact with him in the future.

She Li Yan has no habit of looking down on anyone, but the traditional concept of education lets her know that "Meng's mother's three moves" has its own indescribable wonders.

"Dwelling with the saint, like entering the room of Zhilan, I have not smelled its fragrance for a long time. Living with the wicked, such as entering the abalone, does not smell its smell for a long time. She is a person from the past, and she knows that the environment has a very critical impact on a person's growth, even if the probability of this influence is pitiful, she doesn't want to test her baby daughter, not to mention, she can't do it.

After Cao Ming finished singing, he turned back cynically and let everyone evaluate it.

He Singbai was afraid of being struck by lightning, so he didn't have a conscience, and was the first to tell the truth: "It's not much better than a pig's howl." ”

When Cao Ming heard this, he was anxious to look white, and he was about to PK when he pulled He Songbai's clothes.

His performance was far from his usual behavior, Shang Xuemei couldn't figure out the situation, so she simply pulled Wang Yi to sit aside and watch the play.

In Tao Yu's mother's eyes, this kind of pulling and pulling has become the most direct embodiment of no bearing, there are a lot of mouths, and the wrinkles on her brows have deepened significantly.

Knowing her daughter Mo Ruomu, and vice versa, Tao Yu sensed her mother's mood, and was secretly anxious in her heart, in order to prevent Cao Ming's impression in her mother's heart from declining again, she could only stand up: "Cao Ming, what's wrong with you today, I haven't seen you make such a fuss in my daily life."

Give me the microphone and I'll sing the song. ”

Cao Ming looked childish as if he had been robbed of a toy, and handed the microphone over.

Tao Yu sang very well, probably because he had the intention to dilute his mother's negative emotions, so he specially chose "The Same Song" that could be sung together, and when he sang it, he gave Cao Ming a look, wanting him to hand the other microphone to his mother.

Unexpectedly, Cao Ming looked extremely sluggish today, and it took him a long time to open his mind, but after picking up the spare microphone, he didn't give it to Li Yan, but got the moon near the water and sang by himself.

Looking at this posture, Tao Yu knew that it was going to be over.

What's even more terrifying is that when Cao Ming and Tao Yu sing in duet, their eyes are always half-squinted, looking at each other affectionately? Whether it's or not, this will always give people a sense of ambiguity.

Tao Yu's mother couldn't sit still no matter how good her qi cultivation kung fu was, and Cao Ming's behavior successfully crossed the warning line she set in her heart.

After Tao Yu and Cao Ming finished singing, Li Ziyan gently raised the red mobile phone in his hand and said to Tao Yu: "Your father sent a message just now, let's go back quickly." ”

Tao Yu was puzzled: "What's wrong, what happened?" We're just getting started. The tone was reluctant, she didn't want to go out and play for the first time and do it so hastily.

"I didn't say it on the phone, anyway, the tone was quite anxious."

As she spoke, Cao Ming was facing away from them, squeezing her eyes at He Singbai.

He Singbai understood now, it turned out that there was such a thing as sending Buddha, and he thought that this Cao Ming was also hard enough, this was completely by putting himself in, and it was estimated that in the future, Tao Yu's mother's heart could only stay in the blacklist.

Tao Yu was unhappy when he heard this.

Cao Ming was enthusiastic about the ancient way, and at this time he took the initiative to persuade: "Tao Yu, if there is something at home, then go back quickly, don't let your aunt worry, and even if you are here, you are also worried, and you have a lot of fun, go back quickly." Besides, there will be opportunities in the future, and it's not a matter of words to want to play? ”

Hearing this, Tao Yucai still moved slowly.

Li Ziyan smiled gratefully at Cao Ming's understanding, but a sneer already appeared in her heart: "Will there be a chance in the future?" ”

The mother and daughter had their own thoughts, and as soon as they stepped out of the door of the box, the hip-hop and cynicism on Cao Ming's face immediately disappeared, and he turned around and sat lazily on the sofa, returning to his original relaxed and indifferent style.

He Singbai came over at this time to commend him like an afterthought: "Just Chong's acting skills just now, I should move you an Oscar statuette." ”

Wang Yi recalled at this time: "It was all pretended just now? ”

Shang Xuemei had a look that I already knew: "Otherwise? Do you think that Tao's mother would leave this messy place in such a hurry with her baby daughter because of something at home? She never opened the flip cover of her phone! Don't you see that the way she looks at Cao Ming now is a kind of vigilant look for fear that her daughter will be harmed? ”

Wang Yi was stunned and stuck out her tongue: "With you, I feel that my IQ is running out of money." ”

Cao Ming smiled dumbly: "It's not as exaggerated as she said, besides, I can be regarded as acting in my true colors." ”

He Singbai can be regarded as a place where he can chew his tongue well: "Oh~! True colors? It turns out that Brother Cao also has a sullen and uninhibited heart. After speaking, he stood up, and his movements wildly imitated the movements of Cao Ming's monkey singing just now.

This made Shang Xuemei and He Wangyi laugh so much that their stomachs hurt.

After such a fuss, everyone let go, the atmosphere is there, and the people who sing the song are positive, the two microphones have basically not been idle, and there is a precedent of Cao Ming throwing bricks and leading the jade just now, everyone thinks that no matter how ugly it is, it will not be more difficult to listen to than that, there is no psychological pressure, and those who can sing or cannot sing dare to try it.

He Singbai will also come to something, and he went out in the middle and called the waiter, and ordered some snacks or something, plus a bottle of fruit beer for one person.

This fruit beer is shrewd enough. If it is ordinary beer, it is estimated that the two girls will not only not drink it, but I am afraid that they will have to muttered in their hearts whether he has bad intentions, if it is an ordinary fruit juice drink, this good atmosphere is unsustainable.

Cao Ming took a sip and smacked his lips: "You are bothered enough." ”

He sang white and laughed.

It's all in plain sight.

The two girls sang for more than half an hour, a little tired, and when they turned around, they saw Cao Ming's old god on the ground with Erlang's legs crossed, and they coaxed him to sing a song.

"Stop singing good songs." Shang Xuemei added, apparently the lethal sequelae of the song just now are still there.

"No problem, brother, I can sing more songs, as long as you can say it, I can sing it to you, like that "Big Sedan Chair", "Good Start", etc., that are all professional level." Cao Ming ran the train with his mouth full.

A few friends listened in a cold sweat.

Big sedan chair? A good start? Simply come to a section of a big river with wide waves, and the wind blows the rice flowers on both sides of the river.

"My brother, can't you sing some normal songs?"

"You mean that?" Cao Ming snorted and pointed to the screen in front of him. 、

On the screen, there is a MV for Yang Kun's "It Doesn't Matter", which is what He sings.

This song He Singbai is actually half-baked, the reason why he pointed it out is because he can sing it basically before, and he can't sing it again, and second, he thinks that Yang Kun's hoarse singing voice and melancholy expression are enough to pretend to be forced.

"Can you sing this?" He Singbai's face was full of disbelief.

Shang Xuemei and He Wangyi on the side had a joking tolerance on their faces.

Cao Ming coughed loudly a few times, and even pulled a Peking Opera drama sentence: "Don't underestimate the heroes of the world." ”

This voice shouted in a straight voice, the aftersound was strong, and it was full of Beijing flavor, as if it had been raised in the Bada Hutong since childhood, and Shang Xuemei's eyes lit up when she heard it.

Shang Xuemei was about to ask something, but saw that Cao Ming had already picked up the microphone and sang softly: "What do 、、、、、 want perfectly?"

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one, just this sentence, He Singbai knew that he was actually played by Cao Ming again today, because everyone was shocked by the tone comparable to the original song at the first time.