Hearing this shout, Qian Hao hurriedly got up and opened the door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Don't think about it, dare to talk like this, except for his grandfather, there can't be a second one in the whole village.

Sure enough, as soon as it was opened, there was an emaciated old man standing outside.

Black coat, old-fashioned glasses, a traditional literati style. But it's different, it's not a weak scholar, but a little reckless heroism.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Qian Hao smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly helped Qian Jianguo in.

But Qian Jianguo glared at him, shook off his hand, and walked in directly.

"Old man Lu, you are not afraid of dying, you will eat it after eating."

Lu Zhan snorted coldly, and put down the chopsticks with a snap, "You think I'm you, thin like chopsticks, and I'm about to go into the ground." ”

"Bah, I won't go into the soil if you go into the ground."

Qian Jianguo didn't have a good face for the two of them, but when he saw Lu Xiaoping, he smiled.

No, he stretched out his wrinkled hand, touched her head, and said with a smile: "The deer girl has grown up, and she is so tall in a blink of an eye." ”

"Grandpa Qian, you can also sit down and have two drinks." Lu Xiaoping smiled sweetly, and was about to get up and add a pair of chopsticks.

But at this time, Qian Hao happened to come back with a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

So, the four of them sat around and ate lively.

At first, it was okay, the four of them ate and drank, and talked and laughed along the way. Ah no, the two old men are not talking, they are arguing......

Moreover, they quarreled, and they fought together. He asked him for a drink, and he asked him for a drink...... The cycle went on and on, and there was no one around.

Qian Hao and Lu Xiaoping looked at each other, and finally smiled bitterly and buried themselves in eating.

However, how can the two old men let them eat peacefully.

No, after a while, Qian Jianguo slapped the table and said to Qian Hao: "Haozi, I like drama the most, you are a writer now, when will you write one for me?" ”

"Old man Qian, you're not embarrassed!"

Qian Hao didn't answer, Lu Zhan burped and shouted,

"Romance that thing, who will write it now, and who will read it? Haozi, don't listen to Old Man Qian, listen to me, write a military novel. ”

With a wry smile, Qian Hao was just about to reply, but Qian Jianguo shouted again.

"Fart, romance in this form of fiction, that's our China. Even if you write about military affairs, you are also writing romance. ”

……

Qian Hao couldn't interject at all, glanced at Lu Xiaoping, and then could only watch the two arguing.

"Girl, these two have been arguing for half a lifetime......"

"So, which are you going to write about?"

……

Qian Hao stopped talking, stood up and put away the dishes and chopsticks.

Lu Xiaoping chuckled and also stood up to help. However, she asked again with a smile.

This made Qian Hao roll his eyes, and when he came to the kitchen, he kissed her face violently. It's a pity that I was in too much of a hurry, and it was a little worse.

"Stinky mouse, you're going to die."

Hee-hee-ha, it didn't take long for the two of them to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

Then, they returned to the lobby and found that the second elder was still arguing......

"Grandpa, it's not early, I'll send you back." With a headache, Qian Hao hurriedly helped Qian Jianguo up.

It's really a drag, otherwise you can't help it go at all.

"Girl, then my grandfather and I will go back first, and you take care of Grandpa Lu at home."

"Well, be careful on your way."

……

After a while, the two returned to the uncle's house.

Qian Jianguo drank a lot, drunk, and still said: "Haozi, remember to write, write romance......"

The words are slurred, and the tongue is knotted.

After coming back, Qian Hao first served Qian Jianguo to fall asleep, and then took a comfortable bath, and then lazily lay on the bed.

It's not early, it's already past ten o'clock.

Still, he didn't go to sleep immediately. He lay on the bed and sent a message to Lu Xiaoping first. didn't respond, I guess I wasn't done yet, so I started playing with my phone.

Climb on the buckle and see if there's any friend news.

There really is, Wang Jing sent a message, telling him to play the recommended song tonight, and it was changed to "Ten Years".

"Lao Wang, why did you change the recommended song?"

The question in his heart was solved at once when he was on Weibo.

Because, he saw the topic of ten years.

I saw this topic, and naturally I saw the revelations of a group of old classmates. I can't laugh or cry, these guys haven't been in touch for a long time, and they actually ran out to break the news.

I'm not angry, they're all old classmates, and I have a few of my former friends.

Although, now there is very little contact.

But that feeling, as well as the past of youth, will never be forgotten. Especially today, everyone came out to break the news, and it was a bit of a dream back to the feeling of being a teenager.

For a while, he was a little emotional.

So, he went on Weibo, posted all the photos he had taken before, and added a sentence.

"Old tours are nowhere to be found. There is nowhere to be found, only the heart of a teenager. ”

A sentence in a poem, placed here, is particularly special for the occasion.

Look, which of those scenic photos wasn't the one they had visited? And now, he is looking for it again, but that group of teenagers, that young heart......

Already, nothing more.

The photos, the almost vernacular verses, and today's atmosphere made Qian Hao's old classmates burst into tears all of a sudden.

They spoke one after another, and even reminisced about the old ones on Weibo.

"Anyway, let's get together for the New Year."

"yes, it's been a long time, it's time for us to get together."

"Well, I've gotten together to visit my alma mater......"

……

A Weibo, the discussion of some old classmates, actually led to another hot search.

Many people, watching Qian Hao and their Weibo chat, couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Damn, it's so sad, the labor and management horse urine is out."

"Who is not,, we must get together for the New Year this year."

"After all these years, I've missed those guys so much."

The things of that person that year, the topic of nostalgia, suddenly exceeded the topic of love for ten years.

Wang Jing was dumbfounded, couldn't help but have a toothache, and complained about the hair buckle, "I'm Nima, can you stop it!" ”

"Haha, blame me."

“……”

Wang Jing was speechless, and under the resentment, he broke out: "I'm Nima, I'm to blame you, you broadcast the new song live tonight, otherwise what will you do on the street!" ”

Is it really possible......

Under the outbreak of nostalgia, everyone ran to listen to old songs, or discuss the past, and it is really unlikely that they will wait for Qian Hao's new songs.

"This, it won't be live......"

Qian Hao replied weakly, but it was useless, Wang Jing forcefully asked him to broadcast live.

Since the winter vacation, the matter of starting a company has been ridiculed by the rich second generation, otherwise Wang Jing would not be so concerned.

He cares more about face than money.

Therefore, Qian Hao is tragic.

"Okay, okay, I'll try ......"

Although he was very reluctant to agree, since he agreed, he still decided to play seriously......

Therefore, he immediately sent a Weibo to tell his fans about the live broadcast.

And as soon as he posted it on Weibo, it instantly made fans excited! (To be continued.) )