readx;? Kang Lang poked his son's hand and trembled vigorously, repeating from head to toe back and forth in the air: "Look at you! Look at you!" Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It's not that he has mercy because he feels sorry for his son, but that this son has so many grooves all over his body that he doesn't know where to start scolding for a while. "You, your hair, what a thing!!" Finally he found a groove not to vomit and be unhappy. It's the hair of Kang Lokle. "Don't forget that you're a street ruffian playing classical music, not a rock 'n' roll street ruffian!"

Kang Lok was born with natural curls, his hairstyle is more flamboyant than others, and he has a soft spot for exploding heads when he is young. When I was a child, every time I shad his head for 'Pouring Fire', it was a crying father and a ghost crying wolf, which was too big, especially in these years, when no one was around to control him, this explosive head was becoming more and more open. Nowadays, an instant noodle roll is the same as a box of Master Kong's cuttlefish ink instant noodles (a bestseller in 2029) on the head. Fortunately, the contours of his facial features are extremely delicate and delicate, not only did he not look hideous because of this domineering and crazy instant noodle roll, but also offset a lot of the feminine beauty on his face because it was too perfect and the opposite was irreversible. It's also a crooked hit, right?╮(╯▽╰)╭

"(#‵′) Damn! Beethoven still explodes his head! Why don't you call him an old ruffian!" Hearing his father's criticism of his favorite hairstyle, Kang Lele reversed the 'submissive' just now, blowing his beard and glaring at each other. It's as fierce as a big-tailed wolf that has been stepped on by its tail.

"You!" Seeing that his son was more imposing than himself, the fire in Kang Lang's heart was added to the fire, and he scolded: "Is this how your mother taught you from house to house?

"(#‵′) Damn, haven't you heard of raising a godfather? I don't have rules, that's what you taught! If you want to blame yourself, do my mother's!" Kang Lele raised his sword eyebrows and glanced at his father with disdain. Don't look like a tiger is a sick cat. "Take 10,000 steps back, even if I admit it, I used to be a rookie, and tonight's performance will be a rookie at best. But, this is only for now! Don't think that if you give birth to me, I will be able to yell at me like a grandson all day long! I can not worry about you before, but don't say that I haven't reminded you (poke)! You yourself have said that after tonight, I will be a professional violinist in the rightful name, so don't think about pointing at my nose and scolding me in the future! Also, this is also the last time you can point fingers at my recital! I am in charge of my recital, and I will dare to tm with me again in the future, who do I care about you (?? ^??) ╬”

Since his son last confronted him, Con Lang can't remember how long. Once upon a time he had taken his son's silence for granted, so much so that he had forgotten his accustomed reproach to this unforeseen relapse.

"Also!Don't speak ill of my mother!!A person like you who doesn't have a home all year round, has a ready-made son who can eat,, and support your façade, just be content (′..')"

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