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Qin Guan was stuffing the dumplings that had bitten the skin into his mouth here, and the gongs and drums on the high platform over there rang out.

The guests in the hall also ate regardless of it, which is a performance, which is really unusual.

"Cangdang, Cangdang...."

"Su San left Hongdong County... will come in front of the street...."

Poof, Qin Guan squirted out in one bite, and Cong Nianwei, who was picking garlic on the other side, pulled the plate in front of her back without being surprised.

Which mourning loser thing, in a prosperous eating atmosphere, sings a funeral song that shouts injustice, isn't this a joke?

The real joke is yet to come.

'When the sky is coming, the sky is firm...."

A monkey jumped out, "Sister, don't be afraid, the old grandson is ..... too"

"Poof.....

With an actor dressed in golden, Monkey King appeared, flipping backflip from the backstage, the American people below were boiling, and they couldn't care about the food in front of them, and the two palms snapped.

The appearance of that monkey is very authentic, if you really want to talk about it, the teachers of the Peking Opera Company will praise the painting is very beautiful, but it is a pity that on the way of Su San's escort, a monkey will pop out!

Tell me how your PE teacher taught you Chinese?

I saw Cong Nianwei's fingers tremble, and a white and chubby garlic was shaved out, she suddenly looked at the dumplings in front of her and blinked, and sent them into Qin Guan's small bowl.

At this time, Qin Guan couldn't care about the fact that there was still half a dumpling in his mouth that he hadn't chewed, and the remaining half was about to fall back into the bowl with the movement of the monkey on the stage.

I saw that after the monkey finished the standard backflip, it finally stopped its movements, and came to Su San with a golden stick.

"Phew! Thou unruly woman, return my brother's life!" Ahh

Bang dang..... Qin Guan's chopsticks fell off, what does this mean?

"Uncle spares his life, uncle spares his life, I originally looked at Nawu Dalang......."

Eldest sister, you clearly sang that your name was Su San just now, why did you change your name to Pan Jinlian again! What is this? Ancient opera skewers?

Now Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei don't plan to continue eating, if they do something else, it is estimated that the first person to be choked to death by dumplings is none other than the two of them.

What they are curious about now is how the monkey will continue, only to see that the monkey did not speak, now it is the part that is going to play the martial arts, it should be the monkey to play a stick, and then split the head and cover the face to beat Pan Jinlian, ah no, it is Su San.

I saw that the monkey moved, and he rounded his arms and flew up and down............ And then...... The stick flew, drew a beautiful golden flower in the air, and landed on Qin Guan's table.

This is not a compass, so naturally it can't be poked

"Be careful!" Qin Guan protected Cong Nianwei's head and protected her on his chest.

In an instant, the stars shifted, the water splashed, the spicy and old vinegar flew together, the dumplings danced with the white belly of the fish, a few plates fell to the ground, and a few chopsticks flew up, which was really a great deal.

"Okay, it's safe, fortunately, the dumpling soup is not hot." If this was the hot soup that the waiter poured out of the big copper kettle just now, Qin Guan's face and hands would not be asked for now.

"Phew" Qin Guan let go of Cong Nianwei and spit out the garlic skin splashed in his mouth, this is really a disaster.

The monkey on the stage was very panicked when he saw that he had made a mistake, but the diners below were happy and applauded Qin Guan together: "good, good, verygood!" ”

You all teach English by music teachers, do you have such a compliment?

The monkey ran down in three steps and two steps, and when he looked at Qin Guan who took off his glasses and purred face, his red-faced and golden eyelids wrinkled together: "Qin Guan, why are you?" ”

"Who are you?" Qin Guan was a little angry and took down the dumplings hanging on his head, you see that the skin is broken, a meal of dozens of dollars, this is a waste!

"I, I'm Xu Xiaoxiao!"

What? That Xu Xiaoxiao, who had a resigned expression and didn't even dare to speak? Are you kidding me?

Qin Guan saw that it was a classmate or a classmate, so he was naturally half angry, and he said quite sympathetically: "You work here to perform?" It's too hard for you to run into a boss who is out of tune, and you have to sing such an out of tune drama. ”

Xu Xiaoxiao snorted a handful of snot, watched Cong Nianwei wipe the juice on Qin Guan's face with a small handkerchief, and finally revealed the true face of his new classmate.

I'm going to have a big rub, the Virgin Mary a hallelujah!

Such an ordinary word as Zirong Junxiu to describe his classmates is simply the biggest insult to him!

I didn't expect it, I never expected it, it is said that Columbia University students have always been the most low-key of all the Ivy League universities.

But this kid is too low-key, it is said that there is an ancient and traditional mysterious school in China, and the transfiguration technique is their secret secret.

Xu Xiaoxiao, a child, grew up in the United States, and his sense of mysterious worship of Chinese culture is basically integrated into his bones.

Although I have been born and raised in Chinatown since my father's generation, the most desirable and favorite in the family is the most traditional culture in China.

Xu Xiaoxiao was a little proud and boasted to this Chinese classmate: "No, I opened this restaurant, and I rehearsed this play, how is it good..."

Not to mention that the husband and wife have been together for a long time, and they have some imagination for each other, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei both twitched at Xu Monkey in front of them.

Xu Xiaoxiao picked up the stick on the table and waved it towards the stage, and the sound of gongs and drums continued to sound.

"People say that Luoyang is like a brocade of flowers, and it is not spring to be a slave..."This time, the actors on stage sang quite orthodox Peking Opera, don't say it, it can really be called authentic.

"Isn't this my grandfather's 68th birthday, I just thought that the whole family would definitely gather in New York, and when I celebrated my birthday, I would definitely sing a hall opera, and when my grandchildren did, he would be lively on the stage, and he would come to a section in person, which could be regarded as entertaining relatives in colorful clothes."

"Oh, you've practiced with the small field of your own hotel, how are you practicing now?"

Xu Xiaoxiao heard Qin Guan say this, and his eyes couldn't help but droop: "I am usually very busy with schoolwork, how can I have time to study, there are only a few teachers in New York, one by one, and no one teaches me!" ”

Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei glanced at each other, this kid is really filial, but why is this situation so sad. (To be continued.) )