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Chapter 1189 The trumpet is also useless

Even Yang Shouzhuo couldn't laugh now: Damn, I've never felt so embarrassed in my life.

Oh, by the way. I seem to remember that when I went to Russia a month ago, some people laughed at me for being a pretty boy.

I really want to go back to that time.

Tao Guangming thought: Forget about the greetings and TV interviews. I just want to change my clothes now.

When Li Wenjun and others arrived at the hotel, many people came to watch and said that four savages had arrived.

When Tao Guanghui heard about Tao Guangming's experience, she originally wanted to come and comfort the frightened Tao Guangming. Now in the hotel lobby, she looked at the four people for a long time before she recognized Tao Guangming from his curly hair and height. He hadn't spoken yet.

First he burst out laughing and walked to the side.

Tao Guangming sighed sadly: "Sister, why are you like this?"

Tao Guanghui waved her hand: "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back."

Li Wenjun and the others entered the room, immediately took a shower, shaved and trimmed their hair, and put on bathrobes. Then they each looked at themselves clean and refreshed in the mirror, and let out a sigh of relief: "I finally came back to life."

Then the hotel thoughtfully sent each of them a set of clothes.

After all, the hotel is run by the Kong family, and Li Wenjun is the major shareholder.

When the four of them came out of the room in the morning, they saw each other and joked with each other.

"Hey, handsome guy, you look familiar. Have we met somewhere?"

"No, no, we're not familiar with each other. Don't strike up random conversations."

"You're such a loser, how come you're handsome again so quickly?"

"Boss, you'd better look more imposing without a beard, otherwise you'll look too kind."

"Tsk tsk, Tao Guangming, no matter what clothes you change or what hairstyle you have, you are still the same black, and your head is the same big and round. You really can't be mistaken."

"I have a big brain, that's why I'm smart!!"

"Haha, I don't see how smart you are. You have a big head for nothing."

Li Wenjun and the others were eager to return home, so they bought the nearest flight and took off early the next morning.

Before boarding the plane, Yang Shouzhuo had been observing Tao Guangming, and then whispered to Li Wenjun and Tang Zhaonian: "I bet a thousand yuan that this guy will go back crying like the translator."

Tang Zhaonian frowned and glanced at Tao Guangming, and replied in a low voice: "No way. He is still better than the translator. But it's hard to tell..."

Li Wenjun said: "I bet he didn't cry until he got to his house. One thousand yuan."

Tao Guangming fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane and slept until he got off the plane.

When leaving the airport, Li Wenjun spread his hands and crossed his fingers.

Yang Shouzhuo and Tang Zhaonian reluctantly gave Li Wenjun one thousand yuan.

Tao Guangming noticed it and frowned: "Huh? What are you doing?"

Li Wenjun smiled: "It's nothing. A-Zhuo and Yousheng said you worked hard this time and asked me to go back and treat you to a good meal."

Tao Guangming grinned: "You two have some conscience."

Tao Guangming arrived at the door of his house and knocked on the door.

As soon as Ji Rushi opened the door, he hugged Ji Rushi and cried loudly: "Rushi, I almost couldn't come back. It was so scary. I will never go out with that bastard Li Wenjun again."

Ji Rushi: "Oh, no, it's just a trip to Lao Maozi's place to play?"

Tao Guangming howled louder: "Shit, I just watched the plane for a long time and visited a church. The rest of the time, I was fighting with people every day. Damn it. I almost fell into the Black Sea and fed the fish. Where am I?

When I go traveling, I obviously went to play "Robinson Crusoe" and then came back and traveled to five continents and four oceans. Wow, oh, oh, I'm so miserable."

After dinner in the evening, Ji Rushi said excitedly to Tao Guangming: "Guangming, I have good news to tell you. We finally have a child who can inherit my career."

Tao Guangming: "Hmm?! Are you pregnant again?"

Ji Rushi glanced at him angrily: "Guess again."

Tao Guangming glanced at Tao Ran blankly, wondering if it would be too difficult for the child to change it now.

He hesitated and said, "Rushi, I'm not trying to hit you. Tao Ran is really not that good at it. She is quite good as a chef..."

Ji Rushi shook her head and said: "No, no, no. It's not Tao Ran, it's September. Your son Tao Qiu. During the summer vacation, he signed up for a hobby class. I asked September what he wanted to learn, and he said dance. It just so happened that we introduced a ballet class.

Teacher? Then I took him to try. Unexpectedly, his flexibility, sense of music, and body shape were all very good. I originally planned to wait for him to learn for a while before telling you. But it has been three months now, and the teacher said that he

He has a strong ability to understand and is a good youngster. He also likes it very much. I plan to let him continue to learn."

Just as he was talking, Tao Qiu came out wearing a tight suit, did a small jump, and then gave a closing ceremony to Tao Guangming.

Tao Guangming shuddered and woke up from his stunned state: What kind of human suffering is this...

It is shocking enough that my daughter wants to be a cook, but my son also wants to learn ballet.

If his father, Tao Luyao, knew that his only grandson was not doing his job properly, he would definitely strangle him to death.

He always felt that Tao Qiu was more like Ji Rushi than Tao Ran in many aspects, more delicate and slender.

Why couldn't God be a little more rational when allocating inheritance? It would be better if the two siblings could do the opposite.

The key point is that Tao Qiu is dressed like this, which reminds him of the pervert who was killed by him and Li Wenjun.

Tao Guangming tried to make a desperate struggle: "Jiuyue, listen to what dad is telling you. It doesn't matter if you like it. We can treat it as a hobby and don't have to engage in this."

Tao Qiu: "No, I want to learn this. I can be a prince."

Tao Guangming: "You can be a prince even if you don't learn this! You are the prince."

Tao Qiu: "I just like this."

Ji Rushi was very unhappy: "What do you mean? Tao Ran doesn't want to learn this. You said you should follow the child's wishes and not force him. Now that Tao Qiu has this talent and likes it himself, why can't he learn it? Are you discriminating against dance?

Worker?"

Tao Guangming couldn't argue: "How could I discriminate against dancers..."

If he discriminated against dancers, why would he have chased Ji Rushi back then?!

But watching other men dance is two different things than watching your own son jump on stage dressed like this.

Besides, of the two children, one is going to be a cook and the other is going to dance.

Who will inherit his vast fortune?!

He thought for a while, then said to Ji Rushi with a scowl on his face: "How about we have another child."

I have lost my practice on the tuba, and my trumpet has gone astray, so I can only practice a small trumpet.

Ji Rushi rolled her eyes and pushed him away: "You're crazy, you want to give birth to yourself. I've had enough. Why would I give birth to another child and abuse myself? From now on, I'm going to realize my ideal in life."

Tao Guangming held his head: Oh, my God, what evil have I done?! Why do I always have this kind of fright?


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