Chapter 43 Uncle: I'm so sad, but I'm so hilarious!
On the square, a group of uncles and aunts are picking square dances, and the music playing in the stereo is "Free Flying".
On the other side of the square, there are a few lonely uncles sitting under the big locust tree.
Several uncles were holding a bottle of beer, staring at the uncle dancing with the red-dressed aunt in the square, and their back molars were about to be crushed.
The bald man wiped his eyes and cried:
"I told you not to rob me a long time ago, now it's okay, Amei has been snatched away by others!"
When he said that, Amei was the aunt in the red dress.
Although Amei is old, she loves to maintain and exercise, whether it is her body or face, she is killing other aunts in this square.
"Just you?" Uncle Humpty Snorted coldly and said, "Ameiguang's pension is more than 5,000 a month, and his children are all doctoral students at Jiaotong University, how can he look down on you?" ”
At this time, another uncle with a Chinese character face sighed, looked at the figure dancing with Amei not far away, and gritted his back molars:
"It's not just pensions that we're losing."
Recently, there was a new uncle in the square, not to mention one meter and eight, he likes to wear tight shirts and jeans, and he also likes to wear sunglasses to be handsome, which attracted the attention of all aunts.
Several uncles gritted their back molars and said fiercely:
"This damn old man."
The bald man continued to wipe his tears:
"He can also dance "The Little Girl Under the Streetlight", what do we compare with him."
This uncle is handsome, not to mention, he is even more amazing in breaking dancing in one hand, and he came to the square with a stereo to dance the very popular "Little Sister Under the Streetlight", and countless aunts ran to exchange contact information with him, rushing to ask him to be the dance partner of the square dance.
"Dozens of years old, what are you crying about?"
Uncle Humpty Dumpty scolded the bald man sharply, and pulled his neckline, revealing the dragon tattoo inside, but the tattoo seemed to be only half tattooed, and the dragon only had a head and two claws.
"What kind of social uncle shaved head tattoo is so fragile?"
Facing the reprimand of the short and fat uncle, the bald uncle was even more sad.
"I'm just sad! The tattoo was also tattooed when I was young, and it hurt so much that I didn't finish it. ”
The bald man said and pulled the collar to cover the dragon tattoo with only one head, and then took out a crumpled note from his pocket:
"I just said you don't want to rob Amei with me, everyone left me a phone, don't you understand at all?"
"Who doesn't say the same."
Uncle Humpty Dumpty snorted and pulled out a note from his pocket.
"I have it too."
Uncle Guozi also has a note.
A few uncles, you look at me, I look at you, and a few sighs came out together.
"Alas......"
Then, the bald man stroked the note, "I have to say, Amei's handwriting is really good-looking, and the writing is really neat." ”
"That's printed."
Another tall and thin man with eyes and a more cultured man covered his face.
"You didn't even see the note, how do you know it's printed?" The bald man was not convinced.
"Because I have it too."
The glasses uncle said, and actually took out an identical note from his pocket.
followed by a few deep sighs, and several uncles complained in unison:
"Scumbag!"
Just when several uncles were in grief, the uncle with the national character face seemed to suddenly ring something, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
"Forget the days, I have to watch the show today."
As he spoke, Uncle Guozi turned on the live broadcast of Douyin.
"What show?"
"It's the Zhao Mo who sang "The Little Girl Under the Streetlight"." The uncle replied.
"Damn, I'm angry when I talk about this, I don't have anything to sing "The Little Girl Under the Streetlight", my Amei is gone!"
The bald man complained.
Several uncles looked at the stingy bald uncle, and they all rolled their eyes.
At this moment, cheerful music came from the phone.
A few masters were sad, and when they heard such cheerful music, their mood suddenly improved a lot.
But in the next second, the lyrics came out of the phone:
"He always left his phone number."
"Never let me take her home."
When several uncles heard the lyrics, they were stunned, and then looked down at the note in their hands, not knowing what they were thinking.
"I heard you were in love with him too."
"I used to be just as unable to extricate myself."
After hearing the lyrics, the bald uncle clumped the note into a ball and slammed it to the ground:
"Grass! What a obsessive! ”
Then he stood up again, raised the bottle and took a heavy sip of beer.
Several uncles also threw the notes on the ground.
The music on the phone didn't stop.
"We care so much about her."
"But she wiped them all out."
"The more it hurts, the more sad she becomes, and she will never get an answer."
Although the lyrics poke the hearts of several uncles, this song does sound very cheerful.
The bald man couldn't help but shake when he listened to the song.
"What are you doing?"
"Dance, why didn't we have this kind of song in our discotheques when we were younger?"
The bald man said, taking another sip of beer.
When several masters heard this, they stood up one after another and twisted their bodies to the music.
They couldn't help it.
When the lyrics sing:
"Find a way to admit to falling out of love."
"Let's take a good vacation."
"When you and I accidentally think of her again."
"Just draw a cross in memory."
In the depths of love, the bald uncle held a beer bottle, shook it while listening to the song, and wiped his snot with his cuffs:
"Woo woo, I'm so sad, but I'm so hilarious."
The mood of several other uncles is the same.
In the corner of the square, several uncles held beer bottles, listening to songs and shaking them, and one of them was still wiping his nose.
It's also a spectacle.
The ancients said: A person's broken love is a broken love, and a group of people's broken love is a party.
……
The time will be postponed to fifteen minutes ago.
It was Zhao Mo's turn to perform in their group.
Zhao Mo and Yu Ze got up and walked to the stage below, and they also picked up Bai Hao after passing through the position of Group D.
"Alas, it's useless, no matter how good Zhao Mo and Yu Ze perform in this issue, they can't compare to Qi Yanwei and Zhou Nan, after all, they still carry a drag oil bottle."
"I really don't know what Zhao Mo thinks, could it be that he is a temporary worker with this curly hair, and he still sympathizes with each other?"
"Hehe, just want to defeat my brother Zhou Nan and Brother Yan Wei, daydreaming!"
None of the viewers in the live broadcast room were optimistic about Zhao Mo and them, after all, the disparity in strength was too great.
When the three of them stood on the stage, Zhao Mo, who was standing in the middle of the three, suddenly found that Bai Hao on the side was shaking a little.
Zhao Mo didn't say a word, kicked it, frowned, and said, "What are you shaking?" ”
"I'm nervous."
Bai Hao swallowed.
However, after being kicked by Zhao Mo, his legs didn't shake anymore.
"The Lovelorn Front Alliance"
"Composer: Zhao Mo."
"Lyrics: Zhao Mo."
"Singing: Zhao Mo, Yu Ze, Bai Hao."