Chapter 408: Treat Your Long Hair to Your Waist
The radio is connected to the speaker, and there are boys who respond quickly, thinking that it should be a song to send blessings, which is also a common thing now. There is no public entertainment these days, and there are still a few people who mingle with the Internet, and there really isn't much content to watch on the Internet. After watching TV series at night, it is very boring, and it is a long night, and listening to the radio is the choice of many people. Some evening programs often have a link where listeners call or write to order.
Zhao Danfeng walked aside, opened the cake box, inserted a candle, and lit it. The waiter turned off the lights at the right time, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement, and the moment the lights were turned off, the radio anchor's voice rang out.
"Yanjing People's Broadcasting, your moon and my heart, the listener's letter link is meeting with you again. Today's letter is a bit special, signed by a good man is me, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian. Obviously, this audience should be a reader who likes Zeng Xiaoxian's poems very much. By the way, I actually like it too. Okay, let's listen to the letter from the good man Zeng Xiaoxian, whether he can also write like a poem. ”
In the candlelight, Gao Yuanyuan looked at the cake fixedly, and said Happy Birthday to Da Meiyuan on it. In fact, the focus was blurry, and the girl just listened intently to the radio, although she knew what the gift was, and this was the first time she had heard it. The singing voice of "Reality" sounded softly, and when I closed my eyes, I could think of the moment when I put on the headphones, out of the hustle and bustle, and only spoke softly.
"In the early autumn of ninety-six years, sitting in the noodle room, passing by Anding Bridge, a billboard on the side of the road, in the scorching sun, there is quite a role in quenching the thirst of the plum. That's the first commercial you shoot, Meden Goa. White hairpin. Pink short-sleeved shirts, and some baby fat, you can feel the sweetness of ice cream without eating. On a hot summer day, it's not just the ice cream that melts, it's everyone who sees your smile. Autumn went to the east, and that winter, I met you. I still remember that it was a bright afternoon, at the dining table, reserved like a little girl. Of course. Most of the time, you're also a reserved little girl. ”
Gao Yuanyuan laughed, closed her eyes, and folded her hands. Make a wish silently. Letters from the audience still echo in my ears. "For a while, we wrote a lot of letters, although they were less than ten kilometers apart. But it is like a distance from the end of the world, and the thin letter paper conveys each other's words. You said that you like the campus, you like the peaceful life, you like Vika, and you like people to call you Da Meiyuan. I like egg tarts, and I like the fish heads that cross the water on Gui Street. I like straightforward words, and I also like to follow me to eat delicious food, and I like all the good things in this world. ”
Zhang Xinyi helped cut the cake, everyone sat and listened quietly, and nodded and thanked the birthday boy for the cake he personally delivered. Obviously, most of the people here will not spend more than a month with Gao Yuanyuan. Coming to participate was not only thinking about the feelings of classmates, but also really looking at Gao Yuanyuan's status in school, and the classmates were also very curious about why this girl liked the teacher so much. Undoubtedly, this letter sounds very useful for understanding Gao Yuanyuan.
"The following spring, your hair grew long, and the slight tremor of the shoulder-length ends of your hair attracted the attention of many young men. Treat me with long hair and waist, and it would be good for a young man to marry me. Wait for you to be green and silky, and you want to make red makeup for ten miles? But he is afraid of long hair and waist, and the young man loves others. Treat you with green silk and smile, and look at your smile with her..."Reading this, the host didn't know what was wrong, paused for a moment, and sighed, "I really want to believe it, this is a letter written by Zeng Xiaoxian, treat me with long hair and waist, it's good for a young man to marry me, and how many feelings are expressed in one word." Zeng Xiaoxian, is it really you? ”
Yuan Yang glanced at Zhao Danfeng with a smile and whispered, "When I listened to this sentence last night, I originally planned to go for a hair extension today, so I also have long hair." ”
Zhao Wei sneered, saw Gao Yuanyuan look over, quickly waved his hand, sat upright, and subconsciously touched his long hair, but it was not up to his waist. Alas, they all see themselves as men, how can anyone chase them. is Yan Danchen on the side, since he has lost weight, the suitor can be rehearsed from Nortel to Chinese opera.
handed the cut cake to Zhao Danfeng, Zhao Danfeng looked at the number nineteen made of chocolate on the cake, pulled Gao Yuanyuan and whispered, "Girl, you will always be eighteen." ”
The host continued to read, but he was more emotional, and deliberately slowed down his speech, "In that play, you don't have too many lines, and it's quiet not like a real character, but like a heroine who pops out of a comic book." The perfect woman matches the useless man, that's how it is in the play, so it's a story of pure love. The heroine sang on stage, waiting for the male lead, singing a song, but waiting for an empty show. Girl, you are an anxious child, so I want to send you a word, waiting is also part of dating, dating, naturally, the longer the better. ”
Zhao Wei looked at Yuan Yu, "This is not original." ”
Yuan Yu grinned, "The lines spoken by an anime character, Koga Haruka." ”
Zeng Xiaoxian's words have found the perfect reason for countless beauties who like to be late for dates, and I think after this show, there will be many voices condemning Zeng Xiaoxian. However, if it is the heroine in the letter, I think many men are willing to wait. Speaking of this movie, is it "Love Malatang", I think everyone has their own answer in their hearts, if you haven't seen it, hurry up and rent it back to watch it. It was a story that moved me for a long time, the first love of youth. The host said, but Gao Yuanyuan muttered, "There are so many words, I want to listen to you, not to you." ”
"Finally one day, you understand that you were born to be an actor, and your mission is to play one role after another, not for the audience, but for yourself. In each different world, experience joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and life is fulfilled by it. It's not good that you're anxious, but you like to keep things in your heart. When you encounter something, just tell me, just like in the crew, remember what I said. Time flies, and it is a joy to see you as my junior sister. Nineteenth birthday, let's say a word for you together, happy birthday, our favorite Da Meiyuan. The host himself added, "Happy birthday to you, Da Meiyuan, I like the role you play." ”
"Let's get a call from the audience." The host immediately connected a phone call because he saw the director on the other side of the studio, and the director made a gesture.
"Hello, this is your moon my heart, and I'm the host Nuo Lan." The host said.
"I want to say something to the heroine in the letter, okay?"
"Absolutely."
Zhao Danfeng raised his mobile phone, "One, two, three..."
"Happy birthday to Da Meiyuan!" Everyone shouted, and the sound spread through the radio waves to every corner of the capital.
Gao's mother gently pressed the switch, her face was full of smiles, and she looked at Gao's father, "Back then, if you knew this, you wouldn't have chased me for so long." ”
Father Gao was not convinced, "I'm a science student, I understand what I know is eternity, mutual affection, children's things, hum." (To be continued......)
PS: When a girl says to you that you treat me with long hair and waist, can you marry me, don't be reserved, marry her. The girls who will tell you this sentence seriously are all good girls, and this is my repentance