"The God of Wealth came to my door, and the God of Wealth came to my door......"

Don't get me wrong, it's not that it's the New Year when you wake up, but Yao Yuran set such a joyful song as the ringtone for the caller, but no, most of the people who can call her at this time are to provide the whereabouts of her grandson's name, can you be jubilant?

The call was answered by Zhao Hengzhi, and he asked in a daze, "Who?" I don't know what Zhao Hengzhi heard, he was suddenly excited, his eyes immediately opened, and he asked, "What did you say?" You repeat! ”

"Who do you say he is?" Zhao Hengzhi asked again.

In Zhao Hengzhi's increasingly excited emotions, Yao Yuran gradually sobered up, and happened to hear the sentence, "He said he was your father!" ”

"Your father?" Yao Yuran's mind was not completely sober, and he blurted out: "Your father? Zhao Hou is also here? Isn't it, it's a matter of keeping the family neat? ”

But he didn't know which tendon he poked at Zhao Hengzhi, so he suddenly calmed down and asked, "Let him talk to me, or you can tell me his name." ”

didn't want to say a word, Zhao Hengzhi hung up the phone directly, rolled his eyes and said, "Fake." "Looking at the call notes, it turned out to be a young guy from yesterday, it seems that they still have to squat in person.

Yao Yuran: "??? "No, there are people pretending to be other people's fathers, just ask what the brain thinks?

"It's still early, let's go back to sleep." Zhao Hengzhi grabbed his mother's waist and was about to continue sleeping satisfied. But who knows, as soon as his head rubbed against Yao Yuran's neck, "God of Wealth came to your door......" rang again, it is conceivable that Lord Zhao was irritable in his heart, and he didn't say angrily when he picked up the phone: "Say, what is the name of the person you found?!" ”

"Uh...... No, Brother Hengzhi, I just want to ask Sister Yao what she wants to eat in the morning, I brought it to her, it seems to disturb you? Excuse me, you go on, don't get me wrong, I mean keep counting moles, goodbye, bye-bye, toot-"

Yao Yuran and Zhao Hengzhi: "......" shouldn't be, and it shouldn't be quick to speak for a while.

"Forget it, let's get up, I just don't want us to sleep well today." Yao Yuran resigned himself to his fate, thought about it, and decided to correct his name with Zhao Hengzhi, and immediately called Ye Junjun back, "Xiao Junjun, I have thought about it, two soy milk fritters." ”

"Sister Yao, okay, okay, I promise to complete the task! But Sister Yao, you're so fast. Ah, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, we'll see you later! ”

Zhao Hengzhi and Yao Yuran, who were congested: "......" This is no longer the innocent, lovely, and innocent Ye Junjun at the beginning. However, the dignity of a man was provoked, Zhao Hengzhi immediately became calm, and fought back, pressing his own lady under him, and was about to prove his own family, but he heard his own lady say: "Calm down, husband Junjun, be calm, I estimate that Xiao Junjun will come back in a while, and if she messes around, she may be able to say something that makes people vomit blood." ”

Zhao Hengzhi held his forehead, saying that he didn't want to speak, so he simply lay on his wife to heal his injuries.

"Okay, Xiao Junjun loves to talk nonsense, don't take it to heart, it's better to think about it for Sazi to even confess his relatives

What, and why? Yao Yuran tried to divert the conversation.

Zhao Hengzhi said in a sullen voice: "It's about our problem, we say it's our own father, but we can't get a photo, and even the reason for being out of the house is vague, it's strange if others don't suspect it, it is estimated that there are crooked minds, and they want to hide from the world?" ”

Not to mention, Zhao Hengzhi really guessed right.

The real grandson's name is called for thousands of times and can't come out, but the counterfeiters and shoddy people are springing up like mushrooms after a rain, the "God of Wealth" keeps coming, and then no one wants to answer the phone, let the "God of Wealth" sound or not, everyone is there and ignore.

In the end, Yao Yuran decisively contacted the people who were squatting on the major screens and told them that anyone who recommended himself should ask for his name first, and then contact them if there is a surname and a son's name. In addition, Yao Yuran emphatically emphasized: "The people who Mao Sui recommended themselves are probably fake and shoddy, you focus on describing those who are embarrassed and don't know what to do, if they look right, they probably won't run away." ”

"So friends, open your eyes, as long as my dad finds it, your benefits are indispensable."

After instructing the liaison, Yao Yuran turned around and said to everyone: "It's better for us to go to the scene, Lord Sun is becoming more and more careful, in case he doesn't report his real name, I really don't know where to find someone." But don't worry, we still have one more thing - shoot a video. ”

"Coming back?" Before taking the initiative to take pictures to swear sovereignty, as straight men, Zhao Hengzhi and the other three still refused to take pictures and videos, and they always felt stupid and detrimental to their demeanor, not to mention the unbearable past.

Yao Yuran smiled and said, "Oh, don't be like this, just be grateful to the majority of friends who surf the Internet." Moreover, it's not a very dry kind of shooting, dangdangdang, what do you think this is? ”

Ye Junjun posed a series of objects upside down: Hengqin, long sword, bamboo flute, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, ho, the standard configuration of beautiful men in ancient costumes.

"Like it? Don't worry, there's more. Yao Yuran snapped his fingers, and Ye Junjun took out a bunch of clothes—ancient clothes, which were really indescribably familiar.

These above and objects were discovered as early as when Yao Yuran was rummaging through the cabinets, but based on the previous way of opening them in the shape of children, they were not tossed out.

Everyone's eyes showed a bit of nostalgia, although this bizarre world is curious and yearning, but what they miss more is still the dynasty that was born in Changyu.

"Lady, this is what you want?" Zhao Hengzhi asked.

Yao Yuran smiled: "Of course, give back to the public in our way." Dancing the sword, playing the piano, playing the flute, and painting are not difficult at all, right? Hey, what is embarrassing, why do I think you guys start to itch as soon as you see it? In this case, sooner rather than later, let's do it. ”

"How about playing the piano and dancing the sword, playing the flute and dancing, mentioning poems and paintings, so that no one is left behind, and they can complement each other as a whole?" Yao Yuran suggested.

It is Zhao Hengzhi and Yao Yuran who play the piano and dance the sword, don't look at Zhao Hengzhi who has never touched the piano on weekdays, but when he was young, he had been in the wind and moon for a long time, who believed that he had no attainments? Actually, Yao

Yu Ran also discovered it extremely accidentally, and Zhao Hengzhi was only to blame for hiding too deeply. It was Chu Xiao and Ye Junjun who played the flute and danced, and it was naturally Mu Chengfeng and Xiao Tingyue who wrote poems and paintings, and several people naturally had no opinion.

"Three-two-one, it's going to be."

The mobile phone is fixed, at this moment, Yao Yuran suddenly regretted why he didn't buy a video camera, the mobile phone screen can't hold their overflowing talent at all, okay?

Zhao Heng sat on the ground in white clothes, his ten fingers flew like jade, the sound of the piano was melodious like a bird, and he was tactful and moonlight, straight into the hearts of the people, and he only felt that his ears were clear and his eyes were clear. Yao Yuran has a peach blossom face, the sword rises casually, the clouds are flowing smoothly, and the clothes are fluttering, like a dream.

Chu Xiao was dressed in black, his face was cold, and the sound of the flute flickered, harmonizing with the sound of the piano, but it was as clear and cold as a pearl and jade, clear and cold, like a bright moon hanging high, and his heart was agitated. Ye Junjun's red clothes are flying, and he is neat and tidy when he moves and is quiet, complementing the sound of the flute.

The only quiet place is Mu Chengfeng and Xiao Tingyue, who are painting poems, the tip of the pen walking with the sound of the piano and flute, and the simple and euphemistic lines leap onto the paper. Xiao Tianyue smiled and grinded, frowning slightly between her eyebrows, as if she was thinking about what words to mention for a while.

The picture is so beautiful, if others see it, they must be shocked, after all, in the modern society of fast food culture, it is rare to be able to interpret the charm of ancient times so vividly.

The last wisp of the piano fell, the flute stopped, the sword danced down, the posture stopped, and the brush had been put aside, only a simple "grand picture" - Mu Chengfeng's painting is the scene of the party, for them, as long as they get together, it is a grand event.

"Today's banquet is a good banquet, and joy is hard to show. The flute is loud, and the new sound is wonderful. This is the poem written by Xiao Tianyue.

"Hey, don't move, let me take a close-up of Brother Chengfeng and Sister Tingyue's paintings. Tut-tut, look, don't paint, Brother Chengfeng's painting technique is more perfect. Needless to say, Sister Tingyue is a talented woman with quick thinking and a well-deserved talent! ”

Clip a video? Impossible. Tone fixing? Impossible. There is no way, because Yao Yuran really doesn't know anything about it, let alone a few authentic ancients, so he can only grieve the majority of friends who surf the Internet.

"Upload successful! Alright, let's continue to squat. I have a hunch that our poor Lord Sun is about to appear. Don't ask why, because a woman's intuition doesn't make sense! Yao Yuran waved his hand and beckoned the unsatisfied friends to rush to the next battlefield, "I said, don't look like you are parting from life and death, this thing is here, when do you want to play and sing, why can't you?" Patience, patience, this is for us to go home! ”

Speaking of going home, Xiao Tianyue blinked, and said with a little melancholy: "We've been here for a while, and I don't know what happened to my father." Strange to say, when she stayed in Los Angeles all day, she rarely thought of His Majesty the Emperor, and she often thought about it after not wanting to come here.

Seeing this, Ye Junjun hurriedly said: "Then let's go quickly, as long as we look for Master Sun, we can go back." ”

Wu Liang, who was still quietly recovering his face: "??? "Why, so many people's movies, but I don't deserve my life?

Hmph, so what, I'm not afraid, now you ignore me, don't you want to cry and beg me in the end?

At this moment, "God of Wealth came to my door......" sounded again, Zhao Hengzhi's spirit was lifted, and he quickly picked up the phone, and before he could speak, he heard a voice containing vicissitudes, "Lord Zhao, I can be regarded as finding you......"

They rush to find their "daddy", and the classical music festival is shaken by the video released by Yao Yuran.

(End of chapter)