Xu Dajun is like a gossip entertainment reporter. He has mastered the essence of gossip. He tells the story of love at first sight, love at first sight, and love at first sight.
The ups and downs are vivid and fascinating.
Xu Yinyin:......
"Fortunately, you can't find a job and don't think about going to the Internet literary world to make a living. Otherwise, you will be sent razors by readers, and I will definitely be the first!
Damn you, please speak up! You talked a lot but didn’t get to the point! Hydrology? Believe it or not, I’m going to file a complaint against you!”
"The author who wrote the book and was read by you is also very unlucky!" Xu Dajun muttered: "I have been thinking about it for a long time. How good is it? How can you not understand it?"
"How good is it?" Xu Yinyin couldn't help but roll her eyes at him after rolling her eyes the last time, "A handsome little scholar, a charming little girl? What are you talking about about Liaozhai? Who is charming?
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"You, you are so charming like this!"
Seeing Xu Yinyin's eyes twisted, Xu Dajun hurriedly saved his life.
"My charming words are a compliment! It's a compliment. I praise you for your charm!"
Xu Yinyin took back her hand, "Okay, let's take what you said as true."
"It's true!" Xu Dajun said: "Otherwise, how could Fang Congyun fall in love with you without even knowing what you look like? Isn't it because of your unique personality charm?"
Xu Yinyin snorted, "Then what does it mean to like? We are dating online and still chatting every day. What do we think? Love at first sight? What kind of love is love?"
Xu Dajun looked at her suspiciously, "Why don't you come and ask me if he looks good because of his nice voice? Why, you don't like him?"
"He has a nice voice and good looks, so naturally he is very popular, but just saying that he likes him is not to that extent. I don't even know what kind of person he is."
Xu Dajun rolled his eyes, "How about we exchange letters first? I'll be the messenger."
Xu Yinyin couldn't help but touch her chin, thinking about the feasibility of this matter. The boy was good-looking and had a nice voice, which was really a bit alluring.
But communication?
In this era, with no name or purpose, men and women write letters to each other?
You can't chat on the phone, and you can delete chat history. This letter is solid evidence.
The key thing is that Xu Dajun is a bit unreliable as a messenger. He will be given away to someone else one day.
After thinking for a while, she shook her head and said, "Let's talk about it later."
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On the 15th of the Lantern Festival, the shops were not closed and people watched lanterns at night. It was so lively that Old Man Xu simply asked everyone in his family to come to the city to celebrate the festival and New Year.
The shop was inconvenient, so Xu Chunshan asked everyone to stay in their house.
While eating, I left Xu Erlang to look at the shop and gave him the rice.
After dinner, before dusk, the whole city was in full swing. People from outside the city rushed into the city, and people from the city also came out in large numbers, all to watch the excitement of the lanterns.
Today, there is no curfew in Fucheng, including Jiangyang County, and the gates at the junction of Jiangyang County and Fucheng will not be closed and open to traffic all night long.
During various lantern festivals and festivals, Nanmen Street is the busiest in Fucheng.
A long street was hung with lanterns, stretching all the way to the Stork Creek Bridge at the end. At this time, the entire long street was packed with people.
Xu Yinyin took the curtain and tightened the access to Xu Wuya who had the curtain. The tall Xixin was closely guarding Xu Yinyin. Along with them were Xu Dajun and Xu Sanlang. They rubbed shoulders with each other.
In the crowd, I was dazzled by the various lanterns passing by.
We squeezed all the way to the Stork River Bridge and waited for a long time before we saw the Zhang family, Zhou family and others in the crowd coming from the other side of the bridge.
The two met each other, and Xu Dajun pointed the way to Uncle Zhang and other adults to a teahouse on Nanmen Street, where Xu Chunshan booked a large box today specifically to watch the lantern festival.
Not far from the teahouse, a big stage was set up, and juggling performances were being performed. There was also a lion and dragon dance. Passing by the teahouse, I could see it more clearly upstairs.
Uncle Zhang and others took notes and told the children of each family to pay attention to their safety. When they had enough fun, they went to the teahouse to find them, and then headed over there.
Zhang Dalang and a few other young people were left. Naturally, it was only for strolling that the place was lively. They didn't mind being crowded, so they swarmed into the crowd while talking.
Go look at the lights!
The Lantern Festival Lantern Festival is held grandly in the city. There are lion dances, dragon dances, acrobatics, and everything you need. Of course, lantern riddles are also indispensable.
Lantern Festival, Lantern Festival, how can we do it without holding a lantern in our hands?
So Xu Dajun, who was already very familiar with Fucheng, took the lead and led a group of old cousins to go straight to the lantern riddle stall.
Which lamp do you like? Let’s guess it!
Boys like Zhang Sanlang and Zhou Lang were very excited. They pointed at which lamp this lamp belonged to and asked Xu Dajun to guess.
They guessed that they were not good at this. Among the group of people, Xu Dajun was the only one who was good at reading!
Oh, there is Xu Sanlang now, and I heard that he is also literate, so if he can't squeeze in around Xu Dajun, he will try to win over Xu Sanlang.
As for the girls, knowing that Xu Yinyin was also literate, they naturally surrounded her.
We all had a revolutionary friendship while escaping from famine together. Although the current situation is different, Xu Yinyin was dressed beautifully like a young lady in the city, and Zhang Daya and the others did not feel restrained and did not dare to approach.
And because Xu Yinyin spoke to them in a nice voice, they all breathed a sigh of relief and felt more at ease.
"Si Ya, I want that rabbit lantern!"
"Si Ya, I want that lotus lantern!"
"Si Ya, I want that tiger lantern!"
"Si Ya..."
Xu Yinyin: It’s okay to call her Siya, but can you please not shout so loudly?
In such a noisy market, the "Si Ya" sound can be heard from eight feet away. It is extremely loud.
The magic sound of the word "Si Ya" continued to ring in her ears, so Xu Yinyin had to guess quickly, pointing to each one, thinking that if she could guess all the lights for them quickly, no one would call her again.
But unfortunately, the lantern riddle stall they were standing at was not owned by the organizer of today's lantern festival.
The boss is a weird guy. The lanterns in his lantern riddle stall are all exquisite and beautiful, better than other ones. After seeing his lanterns, I don’t like others’ ones.
Therefore, you have to follow his rules. You can guess the lantern riddles. Which lamp you like? If you guess correctly, the lamp belongs to you. If you don't guess correctly, you have to give the boss money. Of course, you can also buy it directly without guessing the riddles, but at least the lamp will be yours.
It costs one tael of silver for a cup.
The organizer has a lantern riddle stall and guessing the lantern riddles is free.
When Zhang Daya and others heard this, they wanted to change stalls.
But Xu Yinyin also fell in love with one of the lanterns. It was an octagonal lantern with landscapes and pastoral paintings on it. The thin wooden frame was carved with exquisite flowers, and there were some pearls and jade at the bottom of the lamp holder.
This lantern is so exquisite and adorable.
She just wanted to take it back and hang it in her room to admire.
Naturally, I didn't want to leave at that moment, so I pointed to the octagonal lantern first.
The riddle for her to guess this lantern was the most difficult among all the lanterns. If she guessed this one, the others would be out of the question.