From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 320

"Still pouring out your grievances?"

Teacher Huang is holding a bundle of bottled beer with the label removed. Teacher Huang is an old alcoholic. The wine was brought by Chen Chichi and his boss last time. He thought he had finished drinking it, but he didn't expect there to be another bundle in the room!

"How much does this kid hate me in his heart? Write it down in a notebook for me. What's the matter with Mr. He, have a drink?"

He casually poured the water in the water glass into the flowerpot next to the gazebo. It was a large tea mug for two people, and a bottle of beer could not fill two glasses.

After Mr. He clinked glasses with him, he asked curiously, "Mr. Huang, where did you get the beer?"

"There's still a bundle left over from Chichi's last visit!"

"Is our Mushroom House so rich now? This is so cool!"

"No, Teacher Huang, Teacher He, me, me?"

Xie Na pointed at herself, she hadn't had beer for a long time, since she had a child, basically Brother Jie didn't let her touch beer.

"You? What's wrong with you?"

"Hey~ By the way, I suddenly remembered something. You must not know it. I used to not drink beer. When Mr. Huang was popular, Mr. Huang and I recorded a program. After the recording, Mr. Huang told me Said: Have a drink? I thought at the time, if Mr. Huang with such a big wrist invites me to drink something, I must go, and then I took Mr. Huang to the coffee and tea that were very popular at that time."

Teacher He still finds it interesting to think about it. He didn't drink alcohol at that time, and he didn't know the meaning of drinking a glass. The simple one was drinking.

"I thought it was weird at the time. I thought Mr. He had a unique taste. Why would you come to this kind of place after drinking some wine? You know, that kind of blues was popular in coffee shops at that time. Isn't it embarrassing to drink beer in the atmosphere?"

Teacher Huang held the big tea mug, said a few words and took a sip, smacking his lips very satisfied.

"Ms. Huang thought I was ordering beer. In fact, I ordered two cups of milk tea and pearl milk tea. Mr. Huang was dumbfounded when he saw the two cups of milk tea on the table. Later, Mr. Huang ordered a large glass of bulk beer himself. What's embarrassing is that I drink two cups of milk tea alone, and Mr. Huang is drinking beer by himself."

Mr. He and Mr. Huang had a drink. The two have known each other for more than 20 years. This kind of friendship is enviable and they cherish each other. It is something to be happy and show off to have a few old friends who have known each other for more than 20 years.

How many good friends and brothers who once felt that life and death were shared, now there is no news?How many teenage buddies are blurring in your head now?

"Mr. He, when did you start learning to drink?"

"Well, it seems that after cooperating with Mr. Huang on the stage play, we also communicated more. We rehearse together every day. Mr. Huang and the others all drink beer, but I drink juice and feel excluded, so I start drinking."

The three of Teacher Huang were chatting, and Ye Mingxuan and the other three juniors couldn't get in the way. They patted Zhang Zifeng on the shoulder and asked her to take a bath and sleep, or go back to the room to review her homework.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Mingxuan didn't feel sleepy at all. Unlike Peng Peng, Mrs. Huang and sister Na and the others knew what Ye Mingxuan was talking about, so they didn't have much interest. They ran into the yard by themselves and started chopping firewood.

Ye Mingxuan has a strange sense of violence when chopping firewood. A piece of firewood, no matter whether it is a standard cylinder or a strange shape with a crooked neck, all you need is an axe. Almost identical, pretty standard.

Seeing the standard, rhythmic and aesthetically pleasing movements, Peng Peng's blood boiled, and he felt a little embarrassed. This is his role in Mushroom House. Today, he ate too much and didn't work, so he immediately went to Ye Mingxuan to ask for an axe.

"It's okay, I exercise my muscles and bones, and I haven't moved much all day."

"Brother, I'll do it, I'll lose weight, leave it to me!"

It's easy to eat, but not so easy to lose weight. I still remember the last time the show crew showed him a photo, his face was all fat, and he promised to lose weight until now, but the effect was minimal.

"Peng Peng, can you chop wood?"

Sister Na walked up to the two of them at some point, and she seemed eager to try.

"Must, I am professional in chopping firewood and lighting fire in the Mushroom House."

He arranged the firewood by himself, took a little aim and chopped it down. The firewood was very face-saving and didn't embarrass him, but it was just an action, which couldn't be called ugly, and of course it had nothing to do with beauty.

"Yo, young man can do it, give me a try!"

Xie Na couldn't help saying, took the long-handled ax and Ye Mingxuan helped her arrange the firewood, holding the ax high, trembling slightly.

"No, chopping wood is pretty good~"

Teacher He came over. He had tried it more than once, and it took four or five blows to chop a piece of firewood. Teacher He always believed that chopping firewood was a technical job, and it was still difficult.

"Crack~"

"It's difficult~ isn't it?"

The firewood broke in response, and Mr. He was stunned for a moment, then the following words popped out in a low voice, and he lowered his head and returned to his seat in desperation.

"Mr. He, it's not difficult, it's quite simple, and it's quite fun. Come again."

"It's easy for you to make me feel like a waste!"

Xie Na's words aroused Teacher He's competitive spirit, rolled up the sleeves that did not exist, and returned to the firewood chopping scene with high spirits.

Teacher Huang held up the big teapot and looked at it with a smile on his face. Teacher He's character was the main reason why he was willing to have a heart-to-heart relationship with Teacher He. The age difference was not a few years old, and his mentality was compared with young people.

"Old!"

"Old? Who is old? We are all young people, so old!"

Teacher Huang sighed with emotion, and Teacher He thought he was talking about himself, so he answered without looking back.

"Xiaoxuan, is my posture correct?"

Ye Mingxuan's posture of chopping firewood is right leg and right hand in front, Mr. He's right leg is in front of left hand, it looks a bit weird, Mr. He is not left-handed, and he doesn't know how to get into this posture.

"Mr. He, don't care about the posture or posture, how to exert strength, how to do it, there are so many things to pay attention to when chopping firewood."

I also felt that I was not good enough. I changed my hands and feet at the same time, but it still felt awkward, and the hands and feet on the same side also felt wrong. In the end, the more I changed positions, the more awkward I became.

Mr. He has always had a shortcoming in sports. It is not that he does not have enough strength to chop wood, but that he cannot use force. He always thinks that the ax can be lifted well, and it only needs the gravity of the ax itself to split. In fact, this kind of even a child Firewood as thick as an arm cannot be split.

After trying several times, only one success may be luck or other reasons, and the rest are basically smashing firewood, not chopping firewood.

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore, it's too embarrassing, walk around, play cards and cards."

Teacher He pulled Xie Na and Ye Mingxuan, leaving Peng Peng to chop firewood to lose weight.

"I still want to play!"

"Jingle bell~"

"Peng Peng answered the phone, who called at such a late hour!"

(End of this chapter)