You must know that the father and son stayed up until midnight last night, and they came up with a total of two new works, and the style of this "Praying Mantis Marrying" is not elegant, and in terms of singing skills, it is even higher than "Falling Down".

For this reason, Qian Xunzhi moved his brain very much, Qian Dingzhang had a full set of playing and singing plans in his stomach, but he didn't dare to bring them out, for fear of arousing the suspicion of his old man. After all, I guess that I am 17 years old, far from the point where everyone can play and sing new works as much as they want.

Seeing that the audience's mood was quite high, Qian Xun was also determined in his heart, and no one would applaud even if he made a slight miscalculation.

At that moment, I made up my mind to play the strings and sing

"Love and love are popular, and insects also want to ask for a wife.

Let me say that this little mantis in the green bamboo garden, he is a hereditary general and famous.

Because he fell in love with the weaving lady, he was bent on asking her to go home to be his wife

asked the flower butterfly to make the old moon, and Bi Xizi immediately chose Zhou Tang.

The silkworm baby cut and made new clothes, and asked the spider to help,

On that day, the hanging lights were brilliant and brilliant.

The praying mantis makes the groom today, and the old man makes the account.

Cigarette insects are more polite, and bees and ants come to carry the dowry.

Then there is a medicine beard blowing and singing first, bed bugs and white lice do each other, and there are chrysanthemums in the yellow under the feet of the tea shoulder.

The red-headed flies make a palm salute, and the chef is a cockroach.

The watermelon worm served as a sedan chair and carried the bride into the wedding hall.

The ground turtle insect came to block the sedan chair and learned to be a hooligan to rip off the bamboo pole.

After worshipping heaven and earth, the bride and groom become a pair.

The grasshopper has the right to serve as a male bridesmaid, and the weaver girl is a companion room.

Then he asked his brother to read the marriage book aloud, and the fireflies shone into the cave room.

Kowtow insects like to ask for rewards, and then mosquitoes buzz to make trouble in the new house.

The red head was drunk and went on a rampage.

The three sisters can say naughty words, bow and sing.

said that the gentlemen helped a lot today, so that the praying mantis had a beautiful face.

Today, the cave room spends candle night, and raises a small mantis at the beginning of the year.

It's really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the insect brothers and the insect brothers will talk together, and the insects will also get married. “

This kind of opening style is not high, but it is not vulgar, but it is very pleasing to the appetite of the small citizen class, and Qian Xunzhi's singing skills are more old and spicy than his son. After singing the song, the audience applauded again.

However, the actors in the theater next door were all uneasy. Thinking that there was some loud noise temporarily, Zhao Afu probed his brain several times at the door, just like that, within two hours, the father and son, you go up and down, you go down and I go up, turn it over and sing these two songs upside down, and they are about to vomit.

When it was time to change gears, the audience still wouldn't let him go, Qian Dingzhang cried with a sad face, "Everyone, everyone, I really can't sing, I'm young and still growing my body."

Someone in the audience shouted, "I have a good horseshoe soil here, and I will come back after two mouthfuls of incense." ”

There was a lot of trouble on and off the stage, of course, the one who said that there was a big smoke was also making fun, at this time Shencheng could barely be called a golden decade, and the national government had put a lot of effort into the anti-drug work, although all kinds of swallows and smoke were still dotted around, the Hongkou Japanese Concession, and the Sanxin Company in the French Concession were almost semi-openly selling opium, but in Chinatown and the French Concession Public Concession, if you held opium without a license, you had to be sent to the patrol house.

During the process of stepping off the stage, the two of them clasped their fists all the way and greeted the audience, "Everyone wants to listen to us and we are happy, but there are rules in the big world, one block sings for two hours, you either listen to the following show first, and then we will play." ”

As he was talking, there was a sudden light in front of him, followed by a soft "chirp", but he saw a man in a plaid suit and a peaked cap holding a camera, and the light and sound were caused by a burning magnesium bomb.

After the man pressed the shutter, he stepped forward and took out his business card and handed it over, introducing himself as a reporter from the "Diamond Diamond" newspaper. But this is not something they can decide, they are idle in the newspaper office and are afraid of eating the editor-in-chief's card, so they simply borrowed a pretext to go out to collect materials to come to the big world to have fun with wild horses.

Unexpectedly, seeing this scene, professional habits prompted him to pick up the camera and press it first, and then talk about it, a new pair of ringing files in the big world can make the audience applaud countless times. If you take this news back, it is estimated that it will be enough to fool the editor-in-chief.

said that they wanted to do an interview, but the father and son nodded and took the reporter to the lounge without mentioning it.

Besides, the one who came to take over, as soon as he came on stage, his nose was almost crooked, it turned out that most of the people in the bookstore were empty, and the bookstore that could have accommodated 200 people, although the people came and went, but the stock audience was hundreds of common things, today is good, just now the father and son did some new tricks, causing the listeners to sit to death, knowing that the end of the field before leaving, in this way, the entire bookstore is less than 20 people.

The gentleman shook his head, anyway, it's almost the same for good and bad, and there are fewer people who can be quiet...

Tonight, on the rickshaw home, the father and son were almost asleep, the listeners were too enthusiastic, the father and son sang until the end, their throats were almost dumb, usually they talked and sang, and they were tired of singing, so to speak, they even mixed some water in the plot to take the opportunity to rest and rest, but today they are all really singing.

But Zhao Afu is good, probably for the sake of five yuan, he called a little apprentice to go to the Wanshoutang Chinese medicine store next door to buy a few pennies of fat sea, make tea and send it to them, and barely supported it.

After the end, the father and son combined, and there were seven or eight yuan in Dayang who received the on-the-spot reward today, not counting other gross tickets and silver horns.

When the rickshaw arrived at the door, Qian Dingzhang jumped out of the car with a thermos bucket, picked up the old man, and entered the guest hall together.

As soon as I entered the door, Sister-in-law Feng greeted her, and Qian Dingzhang said, "Sister-in-law Feng, please go and get five small bowls, this tofu flower I brought, it is cold at night, and it is comfortable for people who eat some hot."

Sister-in-law Feng answered, pulled her throat at the bottom of the stairs and called Lu, He and the two went downstairs, and went to the kitchen to get a bowl and divide the tofu flowers without mentioning it.

He Ruoxi saw that Qian Dingzhang still had a little face, and after saying hello, he found a corner to sit down, and Lu Zuixian looked at Qian Dingzhang with a toothy smile in his eyes, "Thank you Xiao Qian this morning" After speaking, he didn't wait for him to reply, and said to himself, "This tofu flower is really fragrant, it's chicken fat."

Qian Dingzhang ate her sudden attack, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to laugh and say, "Mr. Lu's nose is pointy, and the chanterelle tofu flower in this house is a housekeeping feature."

So the five of them sat around the table again, eating a midnight snack as they had done the night before, talking and laughing, and telling each other some interesting stories about the day.

When he heard that Qian Dingzhang exchanged a large bag of roast suckling pig from the Red Temple with a couplet, Qian Xunzhi, who has always been old and sophisticated, couldn't help but laugh dumbly, shook his head and sighed, "The world is so big, and you have great ability, you can get a roast pig from the temple." It's just that Mr. Lu and I haven't seen each other, you little guy knows how to eat by yourself. "As he spoke, he raised his hand and was about to fight.

Qian Dingzhang hurriedly took out Lao Lai's strength, and gave Lao Tzu a smile and a smile, he was talking here, He Ruoxi couldn't wait to bury her little head in the tofu flower bowl, she didn't eat less roast suckling pig, thinking that this person still let him feed him on the street, and took the opportunity to kiss his own hands, his cheeks instantly showed redness, and beads of sweat began to be finely arranged on his forehead.

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On the issue of signing up for the shelf

Thank you for your concern, this book has not been put on the shelves for 30w words, and several readers have suggested that I should think of various ways to strive for the shelves. A few people said that as long as they put it on the shelves, they would subscribe to the whole book, and they were ashamed to be ashamed.

I did have this intention when I first wrote it.,After all, the last book was signed with more than 3w words.,I thought that although the pace of this book was slower.,But it's estimated to be about 100,000.。

As a result, he took the initiative to apply for a contract, and after the starting point review, he said that he did not meet the conditions for signing a contract.

Think about it carefully, firstly, the last book was sealed forever, and the test language was very strict, it is estimated that it was blacklisted, and secondly, in terms of subject matter, it is said that the niche is to give himself gold to change the words of adults, but not many people are willing to read it, and the rhythm has made many readers say that this is not an online article. There is also the author himself is more or less a bit of a stinky temper and small problems, one of which is to insist on self-centeredness when writing essays and is unwilling to learn the general environment.

The starting point is not to open a good church, it has its own profit needs, and it must also explain to shareholders. This book has been open for three months, and the current collection of 300,000 words is only more than 500, which is the result of Puxiang Zhenren's recommendation for me in his popular book "Fan Jin's Ordinary Life". If you don't have him, there will only be 2-3 new collections every day. This kind of achievement will definitely not invest resources for a website for commercial profit, resources are money.

Editors also have KPIs, and based on their experience, they should still be trustworthy in judging what books are good to buy and what books are on the street. In business. So I didn't bother to apply either. I'm still grateful to Starting Point for being such an inclusive platform that allows me to still rap here.

So since you won't sign a contract, you naturally don't mention it on the shelves.

Of course, maybe one day the starting point will be to sell feelings, at that time I may have a little hope, but at this time I regret that why I didn't think of brushing a vest to be a new person?

Although I feel a little regretful in this way, there are still a few points to talk about ** ("self-psychological comfort" please do not make gratuitous associations), 1 quiet, everyone in the comment area and talk and discuss with harmony, this is really good, everyone has a gentleman's style, you seriously write comments and put forward various opinions and suggestions, although I will not necessarily follow it, but I can promise that every comment will be read carefully. The atmosphere in the comment area of this book is directly in line with the 1xp2p of the year, which is actually the wonder of the current Chinese Internet.

Secondly, there are no commercial requirements, I can probably write a little more self-liberating, this novel is not like a novel, a book review is not like a story, an online article is not like an online article, and a blog is not like a blog, and I am also very curious.

And probably among all the street hit books, the number of my recommendation votes/fans or recommendation votes/clicks, and other indicators are probably the highest, which at least shows that you are highly sticky and loyal, and I am ashamed of your love for this book.

I also take the opportunity to say thank you to the readers who voted for me in QQ reading.,The data of this book at the starting point is barely read.,It's really unreasonable to talk about it in QQ.,That's how someone still voted for it.,QQ reading I can't see the voter.,I can only thank you here.。

Also, I just found out that there is a comment function after each chapter... Embarrassment...

I saw that some people said that the national football team back then only had black whistles and match-fixing, and the passion was all self-comfort for the fans. That's not wrong at all, looking back now, I often add drama to myself, but the seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man at that time, inexplicably fantasizing about a sports that he thought was real, isn't it also a very interesting memory of youth. What's more, fake A is of course fake, but the friendship, youth, and memories associated with it are all flowing out of your chest.

Therefore, I can recommend "A Different Kind of Hero" again to readers who are a little older, and I can feel that the author's intention is to create a group portrait of the times, and record the era from the side through the smiles and gestures of the group portraits, which is difficult to do without feelings and technology. But I don't think there is a shortage of authors.

Writing this, I suddenly thought of a famous quote from my buddy, which seemed to be a little connected but unrelated: "I don't regret the good girls I missed when I went to school, but I beat my chest to see how I let those bad girls go back then"

It's a bit inexplicable inexplicable, but somehow I thought of it. It seems to make some sense.