Hua Dan's dress is too funny.

He wore a gray-white wide-brimmed hat with a cowhide turn, long hair braided into two thick braids hanging down his ears, and a pair of large black round sunglasses.

He wore a new gray-black robe with no sleeves on one side, tied around his waist, revealing his scarlet underwear, which was covered with gold flowers.

The black robe was knee-length, revealing a pair of washed jeans and a pair of polished black leather boots under the trouser legs.

"You're Mr. Hua?" Ling Feng asked suspiciously.

"Yes, yes, I am." He took his sunglasses off.

Ling Feng became more and more disappointed. He was tanned like a black cow, with a typical Tibetan face, the temperament of an honest steppe herdsman, and his age was unknown whether he was in his 20s or 30s.

The interlocutor in my imagination should be at least like a cultural person like Dorjee, but he is purely a herdsman who spends his days in the sun.

And how much experience can he have at such a young age?

"I mean Hua Dan, your name is Hua Dan?" Ling Feng looked incredulous.

Hua Dan hurriedly took it out in his arms, took out a wallet, and took out his ID card from it to show Ling Feng.

Ling Feng saw that the name "Hua Dan" was indeed written on it.

"Welcome." Ling Feng said politely and coldly.

It was probably Hua Dan's dress that was so eye-catching that people immediately discovered Ling Feng through him.

Someone was the first to shout: "Oh my God, Ling Feng." ”

Hua Dan's costume-like outfit confirmed their judgment, and they began to gather around.

"Run." Ling Feng reminded.

The three of them quickly ran back to the parking lot together and got into the car.

Hua Dan panted and said, "There are too many people here, more than we have bees there. However, our two handsome guys and a fairy-like beauty are attractive enough. ”

The wind spirit looked back at him, with a look of disgust, and asked, "Are you going to dress like this?" Hua Dan, don't you wear other casual clothes? ”

"I'm already dressed casually." He slapped his jeans.

"I mean the top, it's simpler, it's not patterned, like the people you saw at the train station?"

"Nope." He bowed his head and proudly straightened his clothes, "I like this outfit very much. ”

"Do you want to follow the local customs?" Wind Spirit explained.

"I've never left my hometown, so I've never prepared clothes for anywhere else." He explained.

"Alright then, let's change him when we pass by the clothing store." Ling Feng looked at the time, he was still a little free.

"Isn't mine pretty?" Hua Dan said strangely, "I thought it was my most beautiful dress." ”

"No, because you've had a good time, we're going to a yacht dinner, and there's a lot of guests there, so we'd better not be there and keep a low profile, so we've got to be ordinary." Ling Feng explained with a wry smile.

"Oh, am I too handsome?"

"Yes." Feng Ling smiled, opened the music box again, and began to twist his body.

Hua Dan's eyes condensed, looked at Feng Ling carefully, and said leisurely: "Dunzhu, you remind me of my ancestors. ”

"Really? Do I have the face of your ancestors? Wind Spirit asked.

"Can you let me play a piece of music from our hometown?" Hua Dan requested.

"Jazz is no good." The wind spirits are not happy.

"Wind Spirit, don't you miss your hometown? I'd love to hear tunes from your hometown. Ling Feng turned off the music box.

Hua Dan took out a pottery oval instrument from his duffel bag and played it towards the hole.

The sound was like a ghostly sound from a cave.

"Hua Dan, your song is not good, I want to fall asleep after listening to it." Feng Ling said with a pout.