longing for life like a dream

Chapter 113 Game Time
"Okay, I'm going to take a shower first, the smell of oily smoke is quite strong!" Huang Lei grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom.

"Ms. Ma, why don't you go take a bath first, we can also take turns in this way, there is a bathroom up there that can be used." He Jiong looked at Ma Yun and said, today is not just a chef Huang Lei meal.

"That's okay, it's good to take a bath and feel comfortable. I haven't cooked for a long time, and the clothes are still stained with oil."

Ma Yun didn't refuse either, and went upstairs to look for clothes to change and wash.

"Tao, your clarinet has been with you for a long time, right?" He Jiong asked curiously as he saw Wang Tao playing with his clarinet again.

"Well, it's been a while. My teacher gave it to me back then. I kept it by my side as a reminder. Every time I see it, I feel like I was still studying." Wang Tao stroked the clarinet with nostalgia.

"It's been a while, Xiaohao, do you know how to do this? I remember Peng Peng also said that he has studied for a few years? Do you want to try it?"

He Jiong turned his head to look at Qin Hao and Peng Peng who were sitting quietly drinking tea. Wang Tao also looked at Qin Hao with some expectation. He was also a little curious about how high Qin Hao's level was.

"Me? Yes, yes, but I'll forget it, let Peng Peng try it, Peng Peng, it's up to you." Qin Hao gestured to Peng Peng.

"Ah? Me? But I'm learning the saxophone. I really haven't played this one before, and I learned it when I was in elementary school!"

Scratching his head was a little bit awkward, Peng Peng looked at the clarinet on the table and couldn't figure out what to do.

"It's okay, this is the same as the saxophone. You can also use the clarinet according to the way you learn the saxophone. I will wash this whistle for you."

Although he was a little disappointed that Qin Hao didn't play, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, if he doesn't want to, he can't force it, right?

"Well, I'll give it a try, but it's not guaranteed to be successful." Peng Peng was a little timid, and hoped that he hadn't returned all the things to the teacher.

"Here, wash it!"

Wang Tao helped put the whistle back on, put the clarinet in Peng Peng's hands, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Seeing a group of people looking at him expectantly, Peng Peng kept cheering himself up, and then fumbled to recall the knowledge taught by his teacher before.

"Woo~woo~"

"Hahahaha, brother, you are too embarrassing, aren't you?"

Zhang Zifeng went crazy with joy in an instant, what is this bragging about?Why is it so far from what the musicians played in her impression?

It's not just her, even Qin Hao can't stand it any longer. When I saw this guy's gesture just now, I really thought he could do it, but it turned out to be so embarrassing.

Reba, who had a slow nervous reaction, blinked her eyes in a daze, and looked at Peng Peng who was in a state of embarrassment with some pitifulness, and couldn't restrain the smile on her face.

"Sister, can you give me some face for your brother? Brother is also a person who wants face." Peng Peng was really embarrassed. He obviously followed the method taught by the teacher. Didn't he brag well before?
"Peng Peng, look, here, and this position, remember, blowing like lightly pulling left and right, don't use too much force."

Wang Tao stretched out his hand to point it out, Qin Hao glanced and nodded, as expected of Yang Yin's professor, the level of teaching is still good, at least it is not easy to see Peng Peng's mistakes at a glance.

"Forget it, don't play, I have already returned this thing to the teacher. If the former teacher sees that he taught the students so embarrassing him, he will scold me to death!"

Peng Peng, who failed to try again, had no choice but to put down the clarinet. If he tried again, he would really throw his face home.

In desperation, he could only return the things to Wang Tao, and watched him play with some envy. I have to say that such a skill is really attractive to girls, and Peng Peng's eyes are straightened.

"Yo, it's all blown up? Not bad, it sounds good."

Huang Lei came out of the shower, watched Wang Tao who was playing at the side, and after saying something, he sat down quietly and listened slowly.

"Master, are you okay?" Wang Tao put the clarinet back after playing, and looked at Huang Lei with a smile.

"You can't do it anymore, who else can do it? You have studied this stuff quite thoroughly, and it's comfortable to listen to." Huang Lei smiled lightly.

"Come on, let's play a game? Let me tell you, our mushroom house has magic!"

He Jiong rolled his eyes as if thinking of something, and looked at everyone with a mysterious expression.

"Magic? What magic?" Ma Yun had already put on a pair of pajamas and a jacket. He was going to sleep according to his schedule, but he stayed after hearing He Jiong's words.

"Hey, Lao Huang, do you know it? Let's do one?" He Jiong looked at Huang Lei, blinking his eyes.

"Okay, didn't we succeed last time? Let's perform for them again this time." Huang Lei understood instantly, nodded and smiled mysteriously.

"That's okay, Lao Huang, turn around, let me tell you, there is magic between me and Lao Huang now, no matter what you are referring to, Lao Huang will know it without looking."

He Jiong looked ready to watch a play, turned around and said to the others.

"I don't believe it, let me try!"

Ma Yun is a little curious. Huang Lei knows very well that there is basically nothing special about it except that his qi and blood are better than ordinary people. How can he do this? .

He casually pointed to Peng Peng who was sitting next to him, then tugged at his sleeve, and signaled He Jiong to start.

"Okay, right? Then I'll start, Lao Huang, turn around and let them see our magic." After He Jiong finished speaking, Huang Lei turned back.

"Is it this?" He raised his finger to the coffee table.

"No."

"Is this it?" He pointed to the fruit plate next to him again.

"no!"

"Is that this?"

"No."

"Is that this?" He Jiong pointed to the black rubber band on his sister's hair.

"No!" Huang Lei put on the sunglasses coldly.

"Is that this one?" He Jiong was referring to Peng Peng's sleeve this time.

"Yes!" Huang Lei took off his sunglasses, with a faint light shining in his eyes.

"Hey, it's impossible!" Peng Peng was taken aback, can this work?
"It's amazing, it's amazing, Teacher He!" Di Lieba looked very interested, looking at He Jiong and Huang Lei with burning eyes.

"Is it that word? It should be Teacher He's hand gesture? Otherwise, it's the tone of voice." Wang Tao was not sure, but there must be something wrong here.

"Well, it's interesting, but I haven't mastered the rules yet, so it should be fine to play another game." Ma Yun can be sure that He Jiong didn't give Huang Lei a hint. Just now He Jiong didn't have any problems with his tone or gestures in his eyes. The intensity is almost the same.

Qin Hao rolled his eyes at these two people, thought carefully in his mind, nodded thoughtfully, and probably understood how this game is played.

The two played another round, and this time Qin Hao was completely sure what tricks He Jiong and Huang Lei were playing.

The old horse also nodded, this rule is too simple, right?These two probably underestimated the martial artist's memory and logical analysis ability.

After solving the puzzle in one fell swoop, Ma Yun immediately felt that it was meaningless, but he was very interesting about the way this group of young people couldn't guess and desperately wanted to know.

"Why don't I try it?" Lao Ma began to volunteer, feeling that being with this group of young people, his mentality was somewhat restored to the state of his youth.

"Well, Mr. Ma, come and see if we have magic." Looking at his eyes, He Jiong knew that Ma Yun must have figured out the answer to the mystery, and he also played along with him.

After playing two games, Ma Yun went up to rest. He has to catch the morning plane tomorrow. Seeing the energetic appearance of this group of young people, he was really envious.

"Ms. He, just tell me?" Di Lieba looked at He Jiong coquettishly. This kind of IQ problem is really not her strong point. It would be great if she could solve it by eating.

"Yes, Mr. He, I think I'm so stupid that I don't have a clue at all. Why?"

Peng Peng lay on the table and looked at He Jiong weakly, the depression on his face was completely written out.

"Sister, did you guess it?" Peng Peng turned his head and looked at Zhang Zifeng!
"No, but I'm not interested, you can just guess!" Zhang Zifeng narrowed his eyes and looked at everyone while drinking milk. This girl is not very good at this, except for those who are really interested interest of.

"Brother, what about you?" Peng Peng looked at Qin Hao for help, and he was sure that Brother Hao must have guessed it.

"It's so stupid, why do I have such a stupid brother like you, I'll give you a hint, what is known now is that it has nothing to do with gestures, tone of voice, or the number of words spoken, that is to say, it has something to do with what Lao He ordered , think about what items your Teacher He ordered in each round, don’t you know?”

Qin Hao looked at Peng Peng with hatred for his lack of steel. How can he be so quick-witted when he looks so shrewd?What can I do to find a girlfriend in the future?
I've heard people say that this guy is still a nerd, playing games or watching anime at home every day, wasting his youthful years.

It seems that as an older brother, he has to think of a way. Qin Hao watched Peng Peng who was still playing the game and began to plan silently.

　Hahahaha, here I come again!

　　Ask for a ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection, ask for a reward!

　　Come on a local tyrant, Wanshun will give you two more chapters overnight!Hahahahahaha...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)