Longing for the Art of Life King

After a while, Su Yang and Reba were ready to change their clothes, took tools, and were ready to go out, but they were still chatting over there.

"Mr. He, I'll borrow a car first, and we'll gather in the corn field later."

"Ok."

Su Yang and Reba went out side by side, Su Yang asked curiously: "Is Brother He really so lazy?"

"It's a little lazy, but it's not enough." Reba smiled and said, "It's all for the effect of the show. If you are diligent, he will naturally be lazy. With the comparison, there will be jokes. It can also be said that in this show personality."

"uh-huh."

Su Yang nodded, then turned his head and looked at Reba: "Then what is your character design?"

"Hmm..." Frowning, Reba thought for a while, then shrugged her shoulders, tilted her head, and grinned at a 45-degree angle: "Quiet and beautiful girl, what do you think? "

"Snapped."

Just to the forehead: "It's not very good."

"Cut." Reba rubbed her forehead and stared at Su Yang: "That's because you are blind."

Hearing this, Su Yang, who was walking in front, turned his head, looked at Reba, and suddenly replied: "Then you are indeed a quiet and beautiful girl."

"what?"

Reba was stunned for a long time, then suddenly realized.

"Okay! How dare you laugh at me."

"Su Yang, don't run!"

"Hahaha... I can't catch up, I can't catch up."

"You wait for me."

Text Chapter 39 If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, but the corn in the Ming Dynasty will break your knees! (Second update, please collect it!)

Night falls.

Washed away the tiredness all over the body, and drove away the dust all over the body.

Five people sat cross-legged on the bamboo floor in the small courtyard of the Mushroom House.

Teacher He raised the wine glass in his hand and said loudly: "First of all, let us welcome...Cheng He!"

"welcome."

"Thank you! Thank you!" Cheng He nodded again and again, took over the topic, and continued: "I should thank everyone, especially Mr. Huang, for making such a great Buddha jump over the wall."

"Haha, He is also great." Huang Lei took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Today I worked with Xiaoyang and the others for a whole day, picking more than 700 corns, which is really amazing.

Come on, hey, I'll have a drink with you. "

"Go one."

After the two touched each other lightly, Cheng He turned his head again, looked at Su Yang, and said, "I must respect you alone, you..."

"Wait." Su Yang interrupted him directly: "We can drink, but you have to drink Teacher Huang's drink, and then drink with me?"

"No, I'm not saving money." Cheng He said with a smile: "A bottle of wine, 30 corns."

"Come on less, drink it first and then talk, if it's not enough, we'll change it."

"It's enough to have you." After finishing speaking, Cheng He drained the beer in the glass.

In this circle, there is nothing that cannot be drunk.

After drinking, he refilled it, and Cheng He raised the glass to Su Yang: "Xiaoyang, you did the hardest work of picking corn today, so I must toast you."

"It's the result of everyone's hard work."

After the two finished drinking, Cheng He held Su Yang's shoulders, raised his eyebrows, and said, "In the morning, I heard from Mr. Huang that you are very good at writing songs. Can you let me see it?"

"Okay." Su Yang is not hypocritical, and the daily dinner time has become a stage for Su Yang's personal show.

As Mr. Huang said, one song per guest.

"Let's eat first, and then sing after eating."

"can."

Soon, the beer of the four big men ran out, there was no way, a can of beer was too little, as for Reba, she was still interested in red wine, so beer was fine.

"It's not fun."

Hearing Cheng He's words, Teacher He laughed: "You still want to enjoy yourself, but this is all 120 corns."

"Then..." Cheng He stood up suddenly, and said to the program crew, "Do you have any wine, whiskey?"

"Have!"

"Two bottles." Cheng He waved his hand and said excitedly, "Say it earlier."

On Yan Ming's side, he remained unmoved, and said calmly, "One thousand pills a bottle."

If it were Teacher Huang, a slipper would fly out.

But at Cheng He's place, he nodded without hesitation: "No problem, give me four bottles first."