Lin Chaoyang shook his head, "You can't always make wedding clothes for others."

He said with a malicious smile on his face, "If I write a script for you, I will do it even if you don't pay me!"

The change of emphasis made Tao Yushu couldn't help but roll his eyes at Lin Chaoyang. She thought it was a roll of the eyes, but in Lin Chaoyang's eyes, it was all kinds of charming. He put his arms around Tao Yushu's waist and put his mouth towards her.

Not to mention a romantic night.

The Spring Festival of 1985 came a little later than usual. In the next few days, Lin Chaoyang was busy buying new year's goods.

There were two days before the Chinese New Year. Lin Chaoyang drove to deliver New Year's goods to the Tao family. He heard from Tao's father that Zhu Guangqian had been ill recently.

He carried his things and ran to Yan Nanyuan to visit the patient. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhu Guangqian leaning on the bedside with a haggard face.

After saying hello, Lin Chaoyang expressed some concern, and Zhu Guangqian replied: "It's okay, I won't die!"

"Why are you always talking about death? Take good care of your health, and when spring comes, you will be a good man again!"

Zhu Guangqian was unhappy when he heard what he said, "If the spring doesn't start, will he not be a good man?"

"Yes, yes, you are really a tough guy!"

Zhu Guangqian couldn't hear his sarcasm, so he scolded him and asked him about something he was very concerned about recently.

"I heard someone say that Jiang Zhujiu's ability to win three games in a row against the Japanese team was all because of watching your "Chess Master"?"

Lin Chaoyang:???
Chapter completed!