From teaching to superstar

Chapter 474
About an hour later, the Dalai Lama looked at Populus euphratica quietly after reading the scriptures.

"Dalai Lama, it's getting late, I should go." Hu Yang saluted him respectfully, turned around and left the sutra hall without looking back.

Although the effect is not great, at least it makes my heart feel better.

Walking out of the Red Palace, the sun was shining, and there were more pilgrims around Potala. The cold wind in early winter still couldn't stop their enthusiastic hearts.

Kowtow to measure the distance between yourself and the Buddha in your heart.

Hope to touch it with sincerity.

Hu Yang stood on it and looked at it for a while before walking out.

He also saw several groups of tourists who came to visit Potala led by tour guides.

Even though their faces were tightly covered, Hu Yang could still feel their shocking expressions.

The shock of the majesty of Potala, the trembling of the pilgrims below who kowtow in the ice and snow.

In fact, this is very normal, and every person who comes to the snow area for the first time will show such an expression.

He walked out with his head down, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Xie Yu.

Hearing his tired voice after connecting, Hu Yang didn't mind, not everyone can get up so early like himself.

"It's me, Hu Yang, do you know that there is a place to record songs in Sunshine City?" Hu Yang asked.

Because of wearing a mask and the howling cold wind, Xie Yu couldn't hear clearly.

Hu Yang could only repeat it loudly.

"Mr. Hu, do you want to record a song?" After hearing clearly what Hu Yang was looking for him, a carp stood up from the bed stiffly.

"Well, there is a song that I want to re-record." Hu Yang explained.

The song he wants to record has been recorded before, and it was used as a cell phone ringtone for a while.

But now he has other feelings, thinking that he can sing the song better.

The most important thing is that he himself suddenly wants to sing a song.

"That recording studio is a little hard to find. I'll take you there. Are you in the hotel room now?" Xie Yu said hastily.

He doesn't care if it's re-recorded or not.

I only know that my job is to serve Populus euphratica well.

If he is dissatisfied, he may lose his job.

"I'm at the Potala Square right now. You can drive over here, and I'll send you the location later." Hu Yang looked around, but there were no particularly eye-catching signs.

Moreover, it is more convenient to use positioning.

Although wondering how Populus euphratica was in the Potala Square, Xie Yu didn't care so much.

"Then trouble Teacher Hu to wait for me, I'll get dressed and go downstairs immediately." He nodded and said.

Because he didn't know the exact location of Hu Yang, he didn't dare to say how many minutes he would be there, so he could only guarantee that he would go there as quickly as possible.

"Don't worry, pay attention to safety on the road, I'm not in a hurry." Hu Yang warned.

There are thousands of roads, safety first!
There's no need to fight for a few minutes. It's good that nothing happened. If something happens because of this, Hu Yang will never feel at ease for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Hu, if there is nothing else, I'll hang up first?" Xie Yu asked with a smile.

"Well, I'll send you the location later." Hu Yang nodded and said.

Then he sent Xie Yu the location of a small shop not far from him, and he went in first to warm up.

Although Populus euphratica can bear the cold now, who doesn't want to be more comfortable?

Waiting for Xie Yu in the small shop while drinking steaming mutton soup.

Suddenly, he saw a little girl sitting at a table in the corner of the shop, and she was doing her homework seriously.

Hu Yang walked behind her calmly, the little girl was so absorbed in her studies that she never noticed anyone standing behind her.

Perhaps such a noisy environment has long been used to people walking around.

I learned to automatically block sounds that have nothing to do with learning.

The proprietress of the small shop saw that Populus Hu Yang's kind face did not look like a bad person, so she smiled and continued to work on her own work.

After standing for a few minutes, the little girl felt that there seemed to be a person standing behind her, and the black and red face turned around suspiciously.

Seeing Hu Yang with a gentle smile, he was not frightened by the sudden discovery of someone behind him.

Instead, he showed a bright smile to Populus euphratica.

"Why don't you study at home?" Hu Yang said with a smile.

If he was in other provinces in China, he might reach out and touch the other person's head.

But it doesn't do that casually here.

Even if she looks like a girl from the Han family.

"I want to accompany my parents." She raised her head and said to Hu Yang.

Hu Yang gave her a thumbs up to express her praise.

"She was worried about the heating bill, so she followed us to the store early in the morning." The little girl's mother explained after hearing it.

Looking at her daughter with loving and distressed eyes.

There is no parent who does not want to give their children a good life, but the reality may not be able to realize what we want in our hearts.

Such a sensible little girl, Hu Yang's eyes fell on her homework.

Looking at the crooked Chinese characters on it, it is so immature, but with the power of hope.

"Little friend, are you in the first grade this year?" Hu Yang looked at the door, and before Xie Yu arrived, he sat across from her and asked with a smile.

"Uncle, how do you know that I'm in the first grade?" She looked at Hu Yang suspiciously.

Because the words she wrote are all new words that the first-grade elementary school students in the snow area need to learn. These words have long been branded in the soul of Populus euphratica.

How could it be possible not to know.

"It was the words you wrote that told me."

Immediately, she was even more puzzled, how could these words speak?

"Don't believe me? Do you want to write the word 'again' for 'goodbye' in your next character?"

Seeing the little girl's disbelief, Hu Yang asked with a smile.

Hearing Hu Yang's words, she opened the book, looked at the word "Zai" on it, and spelled it several times in a low voice.

Raising his head to look at Populus Hu Yang, his eyes also became different.

Because this uncle is so powerful that he actually knows what he is going to write next.

Then I stared at the words in the word book, as if I wanted to hear what they said.

"Do you want to hear their voices?" Hu Yang asked persuasively.

This kind of miraculous thing is what every child wants, and the little girl is no exception.

"Uncle, teach me quickly, I'll treat you to mutton soup." She nodded hastily.

Hu Yang couldn't help laughing, the little girl even knew how to use mutton soup to bribe herself, she is really a smart little girl.

"It's a deal, and it won't change for 100 years if the hook is hanged!" He held out his little finger.

Seeing Hu Yang having so much fun with her daughter, her parents showed even brighter smiles.

After pulling the tick.

"If you want to learn this magical magic, you must first memorize these new words firmly, otherwise you will not understand what they speak." Hu Yang repeated what he had just said in another language.

She looked at Hu Yang blankly, not because she didn't understand what he said.

It was Hu Yang who just said something that she couldn't understand.

For her, it was bird language.

(End of this chapter)