"I want to listen, I'll come some more tomorrow." The little girl seemed very stubborn, which made the host laugh again.

Niu Tou stood up, nearly two meters tall like a giant. He stared at the radio, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and suddenly became very thirsty, and he swallowed.

Pear blossoms bloom with rain in spring

Pear blossoms fall, spring enters the mud

Only for one person in this life

He said that he is also crazy about the king

Music came from the radio.

The bull's eyes widened, as if he was struck by lightning, and he remained motionless until the song was over. He stayed for a full minute.

"fk!*&%￥#@, Jiuyan!" Niu Tou suddenly cursed. He grabbed his hair in disbelief: "What a hell do you sing for me! I sang the good song "Ode to Pear Blossoms" like this, and he actually taught me?!"

"*&%￥#@" Niutao swears for a minute.

Finally he laughed, but there were tears in his eyes. He looked at the radio: "Jiuyan, my brother, you sang all the time for me, he was out of tune! My God... I love Peking Opera so much, it's so beautiful! My brother... it's so beautiful music... my brother."

Except for the people from Hell Gate, who knew the bullhead on the seventh floor, a strong black man of one meter and two meters, who actually liked to sing like a woman with his throat, and no one outside knew about it anymore.

Yes, the cow head on the seventh floor.

The next day, George received a new deal, and he transferred the bullhead to the seventh floor, with a dilapidated TV and a tea room, and occasionally sleeping on women.

The most important thing is that there are a full set of newly sent DVDs and several sets of very beautiful oriental mysterious costumes on the seventh floor.

In DVD, it is Peking Opera.

The costume is a costume.
Chapter completed!