A man's charm never depends solely on his face. He needs to refer to many factors, just like He Xiangdong. Although he looks like a sing, his seriousness, handsome figure, and excellent singing skills all added a lot of points to He Xiangdong.

At least the little girl in the audience was a little confused.

"A flock of geese came from the south, and the male geese walked in front of the head. That yay, the female geese were crying behind, that yay, that yay."

After singing, He Xiangdong listened, with a faint smile on his face, placed the folding fan in the center of his hand, closed his hands, and bowed to the audience.

"Okay" the audience applauded enthusiastically, and the pretty girl also applauded with a smile, with both hands stretched over her head, looking very lively.

After singing this little song, He Xiangdong picked up Yuzi again and sang the lyrics of Taiping. It was very tiring to sing the songs in hot weather. As soon as he sang two songs, He Xiangdong was so thirsty that he picked up the teapot and fed several mouthfuls. After looking at the time, the afternoon show was almost over.

He said to the guests, "Everyone, now it's almost done. I'll tell you a little bit about it. I'll tell you a little bit about it. Is it okay if we two brothers will give you some big work tonight?"

Although I still want to listen, the audience still accepted it. In fact, the afternoon time has already been released, and the extra time is given by others honestly. What else can you say?

He Xiangdong looked at the counter. The boss Zhou Fucheng had already left. He probably went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for dinner. He glanced at the guests again, and naturally the pretty girl sitting in the corner appeared.

His eyes moved slightly, and his smirk immediately came to his mouth. He said, "What are you going to say next? Well, let's talk about our teahouse boss, Lao Zhou's family."

"Talk Lao Zhou?" Wu Jin was slightly stunned. Strictly speaking, the teahouse owner is a hole, and it's okay to say that, but they haven't talked about the boss's affairs for half a month.

He Xiangdong turned to look at him and asked, "Why don't you talk about your family?"

Wu Jin waved his hand quickly: "Farewell, you'd better talk about Lao Zhou."

He Xiangdong pointed at him and said with a wicked smile: "You are not kind."

Wu Jinyi patted He Xiangdong's hand away and said, "You are not much better."

He Xiangdong smiled and said decisively: "Okay, let's talk about the old Zhou family."

When he heard this, the girl sitting at the corner widened her eyes and made a listening look. Her big eyes were so cute.

He Xiangdong said: "If you want to talk about this old Zhou, what he is most proud of is not to open a teahouse and become the boss."

Wu Jin also asked, "What is that?"

He Xiangdong said: "What he is most proud of is that he has a good daughter. He is a college student, a normal university, and a famous university."

Wu Jin also praised: "Yes, a good school."

When the girl heard this, she suddenly smiled like a flower.

He Xiangdong continued: "If you want to say that Lao Zhou's daughter is good at everything, whether she studies or has a good temper, she is just a bit ugly."

Wu Jin said in surprise: "I heard that the girl looks pretty good."

He Xiangdong said: "That's just what you heard. You have never seen her face before."

Wu Jin asked, "How is this girl's face?"

He Xiangdong stared at her and frowned, and used the Peking Opera Xianger to come out. Nian Bai said, "Watching the backs is fascinating thousands of troops, and scaring away millions of heroes."

Wu Jin jumped in shock: "Wow, it's so ugly."

The audience below laughed. Some guests knew Lao Zhou's daughter and were still very beautiful. They were just talking nonsense by the two of them.

He Xiangdong said oppositely: "Hey, you can't dislike others being bad-looking, you can't judge people by their appearance. Girls still have a great effect. In the new term, this is called social value."

Wu Jin asked: "What social value is it?"

He Xiangdong patted his chest and said, "Take me as an example. I asked Lao Zhou and asked him a photo of his daughter."

"Why do you want this?"

He Xiangdong said: "It's not too late for us to finish crosstalk. I'm afraid of me when I go home alone. I'll put a photo of someone else's girl on my body. I won't be afraid if I walk alone at night."

Wu Jin was shocked: "Ah? Are you warding off evil spirits?"

He Xiangdong waved his hand and said, "It's more than just that. If you meet some hooligans and gangsters who come to grab money and beat people, this can come in handy."

"What can this care about?" Wu Jin said in confusion.

"It's a big deal. This hooligan gangster is coming towards you. Put the photo of the girl forward." He Xiangdong picked up the folding fan on the table, walked forward, spread out the folding fan. Then he threw down the folding fan, covered his eyes with his hands, and screamed: "Oh, my eyes ah."

"Ah, it's so ugly?"

He Xiangdong continued: "It's more than that. Putting it on your body can ward off evil spirits, and putting it on the bed can also contraceptive."

"puff."

"Hahaha"

"He Xiangdong!!!" A roar of exposing voice sounded.

He Xiangdong's eyes were not good, his expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "We're here for crosstalk today. I'll withdraw first, man, let's talk about it later."

After saying that, He Xiangdong didn't even take off his coat and hurried out through the side door.

The girl did not show any weakness and immediately chased her out, leaving the people in the teahouse to laugh and make a group of people.

He Xiangdong ran away with a smile. The 2-year-old boy was so energetic that he took off his coat while running. However, he was blocked by an angry girl after running for a few steps.

He Xiangdong was confused: "Why are you so fast?"

The girl was Old Zhou's daughter Zhou Qingqing. She was staring at He Xiangdong angrily and said angrily: "Don't you know that the kitchen is coming to the shortcut?"

He Xiangdong said in surprise: "You are taking the shortcut, this is cheating."

Zhou Qingqing angrily exclaimed: "Be your head, who did you say just now look ugly?"

He Xiangdong also explained to others: "Hi, this is all about art. Art is like this, it comes from life, but it must be higher than life."

"Don't lie to me." Zhou Qingqing felt aggrieved and said quietly: "Am I that ugly?"

"Hey, you're much ugly than that."

"What?" Zhou Qingqing was furious.

He Xiangdong immediately admitted his conscience. The child has been a child since he was a child. He said, "Just, kidding, I was wrong, I was wrong, can I admit beats and punishments? "

Zhou Qingqing sniffed her face and said angrily: "Then punish you to sing a small song for me, otherwise I will not be able to calm down."

He Xiangdongyi looked around and said, "Sing here?"

Zhou Qingqing also looked at it. This was a small aisle next to the teahouse. There were no people now: "Just here, there are no people, you sing."

"Okay." He Xiangdong is also professional, and he opened his mouth and said, "Banna Ye San, I can't sleep, I touch my head and feet to relieve my heart. I stretched out my hand to touch my sister's head, my sister's head is fresh osmanthus oil."

Zhou Qingqing was not satisfied with listening to the songs before, but now that He Xiangdong is singing, she is stunned and asked, "What are you singing?"

He Xiangdongdao: "Yeah."

"ah?"

He Xiangdong continued: "This is Beijing's singing style. If you don't like to listen, I'll change it to you. Henan or Anhui, I can do it."

"Ah! Hooligan." Zhou Qingqing screamed and ran away with blushing face.
Chapter completed!