Chapter 176: Who is the Northeast Yankee?

"Su Chen, you tiger!"

"Make so much effort, scare me to death, and suddenly scare me!"

"You mountain cannon!"

But seeing Zhuge vigorously opening his mouth, it was a mouth full of Northeast ballast, which made Su Chen dumbfounded all of a sudden.

"This ......"

He suddenly pressed vigorously and became a Northeast girl?

At the same time, Hu Yifei also happened to push the door in: "Dali, how is your Fudong learning progress?" ”

"Wait......"

At this moment, hearing Zhuge Dali's words, Hu Yifei was also stunned, looked at it with some curiosity, and looked at Su Chen.

"Where did you find a strong stand-in, but it's still a Northeast girl? Where are you hiding the real power? ”

"Teacher Hu, are you out of school?" “

Seeing Hu Yifei, Zhuge Dali also said: "I'm just Dali, isn't this very good!" ”

"Strong, ......"

When Hu Yifei heard this, he also said with a solemn face: "When you speak, why do you smell of the Northeast ballast?" ”

Hearing this, Zhuge Dali also reacted.

"Oh mom, it's over, I've learned Northeast dialect while practicing yoga before......"

"I'm sure you're working hard, and you're going to get rid of the piece of my Northeast dialect that is so bad!"

"What a mess!"

"That's it...... What's the matter, is there any salvation there? ”

Su Chen subconsciously said.

"You say you're a person, you're a tiger, you're screaming, what are you doing, day by day!"

Hu Yifei also complained.

"It's not...... Didn't I help Dali to speed up, who knew if he would work hard! ”

“？？？”

Zhuge Dali: "What are you doing to learn from me?" ”

"Didn't you bring it over?"

When Su Chen and Hu Yifei heard this, they also said in unison.

There was once such a joke.

A Northeast man died, and God didn't want to hear the smell of Northeast ballast in heaven, so he sent him to hell.

A month later, Satan was sweating profusely and came to say, "Oh my mother, Ma Yo'er should take that calf away, and put that mess on the back burner!" ”

God had no choice but to bring back the people from the Northeast.

Another month passed, and Satan gloated and asked God, "What is the Inner Northeasterner?" ”

God said, "Who are the Northeast Yankees, looking for a cut?" Inside is my big brother! ”

Visible......

The appeal of the Northeast dialect is not ordinarily strong!

And here, Zhuge Dali is also thinking hard about a way to restore Mandarin.

"I know what's wrong!"

"Su Chen, after a while, your left hand will be against my Ben'er, as soon as I inhale in my belly, you will exert yourself, and then press your right hand on my big neck stalk to help my Haraba sink down!"

As he spoke, he looked at Hu Yifei again.

"Mr. Hu, I may not be able to stand on my feet at that time, you pinch the cucumber flesh and Bolengaier for me, so maybe I can make the Northeast dialect in my brain stop, or scratch my liver......"

"Do you understand?"

Su Chen & Hu Yifei: The two faces are confused.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Dali was also a little anxious: "What's the matter, what I said is not clear enough, I am so anxious that my ribs hurt even if I don't fork!" ”

…………

In the bar.

When everyone heard that Zhuge Dali had become a Northeast girl, they all came to watch curiously.

And Su Chen.

According to Zhuge Dali's instructions, he helped her use yoga to regain her ability to speak Mandarin.

In Zhuge Dali's words......

When she was doing yoga before, Su Chen was too hard, which led to reading out the part where she stored the Northeast dialect at once, and now if she wants to speak Mandarin again, she has to archive the Northeast dialect first, and then read the archive of Mandarin.

"I haven't seen you for a few hours, how did Dali become a Northeast girl?"

Lu Ziqiao, who was watching the whole process, also sighed with some emotion when he listened to Zhuge Dali's mouthful of the Northeast ballast.

"Hey."

Hu Yifei explained: "It is said that it was because Su Chen accidentally made a wrong move, which not only caused Dali not to improve the efficiency of learning Fudong dialect, but also read the archive of learning Northeast dialect before, and he couldn't bring it back......"

"I don't know what will happen to my house tomorrow!"

And Chen Meijia also said with a gossip on her face: "Su Chen, tell me quickly, how does it feel about the Northeast girl's version of Dali?" Doesn't it feel like you have suddenly changed a girlfriend? ”

"How so!"

When Su Chen heard this, he hurriedly said "righteous words": "No matter what Dali becomes, it is my little baby in my heart, and my feelings for Dali are ......"

"Don't put that aside!"

I don't know if it's because of becoming a Northeast girl, Zhuge Dali's temper is much more irritable than usual.

"It's slippery, hurry up and fix it for me!"

"Great!"

Su Chen nodded, and his palm suddenly moved.

And Zhuge Dali, who was originally posing in a yoga pose, suddenly lost his balance and fell crooked on the bar sofa all of a sudden.

"Dali, are you alright?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Haitang hurriedly got up, but he couldn't stop stumbling over Lu Ziqiao.

"Whew-"

As a result, Lu Ziqiao screamed.

The latter pretended to be a fitness expert in the gym before, and when he was carrying a trolley box on the treadmill for live broadcast, he accidentally fell into the sky with a suitcase, and now he is in a state of injury, and he almost got injured and injured.

"It's okay, it's okay, it didn't hurt my knee......"

"Huh?"

Zhuge got up vigorously, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something: "I don't seem to have a headache anymore, and my speech has become normal...... I'm all right! ”

"Congratulations!"

"Okay, now that I've recovered, I will definitely step up my studies for the rest of the time, and strive to master the Fudong dialect tonight!"

Zhuge said vigorously.

…………

Early the next morning.

Under the leadership of Hu Yifei, the three of them came to the new house on the top floor.

As for the two Fudong people, one fat and one thin, dressed like Mario, they were also ready to start work early.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Dali also stepped forward.

"Mushroom Kalaji......"

"Kalaji......"

However, as soon as they opened their mouths, the two Fudong people showed surprise at first, and after a few words, both sides were stunned.

"This ......"

Seeing this, Hu Yifei suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart: "What's the situation?" ”

"Teacher Hu."

But seeing Zhuge vigorously turned his head, he frowned and said: "The Fudong minority dialect taught in my book is equivalent to Mandarin in Chinese, and the two of them speak ...... It should be regarded as a niche dialect within a niche dialect, you know...... In that part of Phuoc Dong Province, there is a big difference in language from village to village, so ......"

"Hey, what's going on!"

Hearing this explanation, Hu Yifei also showed a look of crying and laughing, as if he was lamenting that the walls of his new house were about to escape.

"Yifei, why don't I try it?"