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Chapter 404 It's All Your Fault

"... I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it... Go to the Zhu Pavilion, a low-key household... I hope you will live a long time and share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles away."

Tang Zhenguo's articulation is clear and powerful, bright and full.

Obviously, with such a good poem,
He also showed 100% status and dared not make any mistakes.

It can be said that this is Tang Zhenguo's most serious recitation career.

That feeling is that it is extremely rare to get a treasure.

Hold it in your mouth for fear of melting, hold it in your palm for fear of falling.

You have to come up with the most perfect everything to match it and be qualified to match it.

Coupled with Zhong Liang's mellow and low-pitched singing as the background music,

The two cooperate with each other, complementing each other like a duet, which is pleasant to the ear.

It makes people feel as if they are on the misty moon palace and see Chang'e dancing.

In the end, there was a voice like a chorus.

Niu Min, Mei Qiubai and Que Zhiman were all taken aback.

I looked around to see if someone else was singing in a low voice.

Though this cantata-like crooning is sweet,
But Zhong Liang is obviously only one person, which is very scary.

However, after searching around, the second person was not found.
In the end, it was confirmed that all the voices came from Zhong Liang alone.

This... What kind of fairy voice is this?
It's fine if you can make a childish voice,

It can also make a sound like a chorus, which is too scary.

Just cooperate and pass once,
What else is there to rehearse?
As soon as the rehearsal was over, several people gathered around.

Que Zhiman excitedly said: "Mr. Zhong, your ventriloquist is simply superb, you can even imitate the chorus perfectly, how did you do it?"

Never mind how I did it,
Don't pick me up?
Zhong Liang fended off Que Zhiman's salty hands, wanting to take a step back,
But he found that he was motionless, and looked down.

At some point, Niu Min hugged his thigh.

"Hey, Mr. Zhong, please hug your thigh and take me to fly together."

are you crazy.

Zhong Liang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and stretched out his hand to push him away.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was held by both hands.

Mei Qiubai rubbed his cheek against his hand, pouted with an intoxicated expression:

"Mr. Zhong, your work is endless and fascinating."

I am Nima!
I am Nima!
You are a contemporary Qingyi.

Can you be a little more reserved and steady.

We've only been together for a few days, and you've become like this.

What if it takes longer?
"Mr. Zhong..."

At this time, there was a sudden roar.

Zhong Liang's complexion changed drastically, and he turned his head to see,
Tang Zhenguo rushed over excitedly, his expression was comparable to Uncle Da's.

Almost forgot there was another one.

"Get up!"

With a slight shake of Zhong Liang, the three people who were almost hanging on his body were shaken away.

Then crumpled the copybook in his hand and threw it away vigorously.

Unbiased, it happened to be thrown into Tang Zhenguo's mouth.

At this moment, the air stagnated suddenly.

Mei Qiubai, Que Zhiman and Niu Min,

Turning his head suddenly, three pairs of eyes fixed on the ball of paper in Tang Zhenguo's mouth.

They have been coveting this for a long time, and they haven't figured out how to ask Zhong Liang for it.

It was actually thrown away by Zhong Liang. The writing on it was much more beautiful than many calligraphy masters.

Take it and frame it, it is a work of art.

The sudden silence also made Tang Zhenguo stop.

When he realized what was in his mouth.

Then look at the hungry wolf-like eyes of the three people on the opposite side.

Tang Zhenguo didn't even think about it, he turned around and ran away.

The three people who were still beside Zhong Liang ran after him.

One person ran in front, and three people chased after.

Zhong Liang looked dumbfounded and didn't know what the situation was.

Why did the style of painting suddenly change inexplicably, and it became confusing for him.

Little did he know that the four were fighting over the ball of paper he threw.

I thought they wanted to congratulate Tang Zhenguo.

After all, Tang Zhenguo performed very well in this rehearsal.

Next, there is no need to rehearse, and you can go directly to the stage to record.

"Stop making trouble, hurry up and record on stage. There are still two programs to be recorded later."

It stands to reason that the four of them, who add up to almost two hundred years old, should become more stable as they get older.

The more you should know what is important and know the priorities.

But they acted as if they had never heard Zhong Liang's words, and they were still chasing Tang Zhenguo.

This Tang Zhenguo is very old, and he runs like flying.

Let Zhong Liang look stupid directly, what made him so persistent that he didn't even want his name.

Unfortunately, age is old after all.

After running for a while, he couldn't run, and was overtaken by three people.

Only when they were fighting over each other did Zhong Liang realize that they were after the paper ball.

He wondered, what is there to grab for that ball of paper?

There is nothing else on it except for the things he wrote and drew casually.

As for scrambling for it like risking your life?
blah!

Well, the four corners of that piece of paper were pinched by four people.

Unable to bear the pull of the four people at all, it was directly broken into four halves.

Zhong Liang originally thought that everything was broken and he couldn't take it anymore, so he should throw it away.

In the end, the four people put the four corners back into their respective pockets as if they had snatched a treasure.

Then they stared at each other's trouser pockets.

This Nima is too exaggerated!

It's just a piece of paper, isn't it?

Zhong Liang still couldn't understand why, and was speechless.

"It's almost there? Let's record the show, don't do it, okay?"

Even if he didn't understand, Zhong Liang didn't want to understand.

Anyway, he knew that the problem must have appeared on that piece of paper, or the things written and drawn on the paper.

Mei Qiubai complained: "Principal Tang, you already have that sheet of lyrics, and you are still so greedy. Now that it is ready, this sheet is broken. Why do you still keep it? Give it to me. I will give it to you." Go throw it away."

Que Zhiman: "I'm not afraid of getting tired, let me throw it away."

Niu Min: "I've always been good at running errands, so you guys want to fight with me? Bring them all, and I'll throw them away."

Tang Zhenguo: "I want to go for a walk, and throw out the garbage by the way, you give me and I will throw it away."

All four of them said they were going to take out the garbage, but none of them moved.

Zhong Liang knew that the problem was indeed on that piece of paper.

As smart as he is, he also understands what's going on.

"Okay, okay, four uncles, let's stop here, okay? When the program is finished recording, I'll write one for each of you four. You can write anything you want."

four people, four faces,
At the same time looked over.

With one voice: "Really?"

Oh I go, how old are you.

The crow's feet are all split, so why put it here to be cute?
Zhong Liang just wanted them to record the program quickly, so he nodded in agreement.

"I told you earlier, it caused me to chase all the way, oh my arm."

"If you said that earlier, there wouldn't be so much trouble. You need to write a few more to compensate us."

"That's necessary, don't write a few more, Mr. Zhong, you are too embarrassed, right?"

"It's all your fault for writing so beautifully."

me, me, me...

Zhong Liang was left speechless.

(End of this chapter)