I don’t know when, the table was already crowded, and after the man finished speaking, there was a burst of sighs.
After a while, it was not just the granddaughter of the lame family, but more names were mentioned.
Qing Ning smiled and took a sip of tea, thinking about these people's embellished propaganda. It won't be long before even the beggars who were begging on the street fifty years ago will be recognized.
Luo Yunchen returned to his seat, blinked at Qing Ning and asked quietly: "How was it? The effect is good!"
She nodded, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Keep working hard, I really have to go back and get some sleep."
But before she had time to stand up, she saw Yuyao, dressed like a young master, only with a girl jumping in. From a distance, she saw them waving their hands, and like Luo Yunchen, he got into the group of still-unknown men.
Among the people discussing, her exaggerated exclamations kept stimulating Qing Ning's sleepy mind. She rubbed her swollen brain and said helplessly: "She really doesn't miss any excitement."
But because of this, Qing Ning also saw Yuyao's ability to talk nonsense.
I saw her holding a folding fan in one hand, holding up her sleeves in the other, and putting one foot on the stool. She slapped the folding fan on the table and the noise around her suddenly disappeared.
spell
If what those people just said was a bit exaggerated, then what Yuyao said now was completely out of context. It was as if she had seen it with her own eyes, except for how many hairs grew on the head of the female ghost.
Even Qing Ning, the main planner, became interested and moved from her seat to the front of Yu Kiln, wanting to hear how many weird things this little girl could come up with.
Luo Yunchen raised the corner of his mouth helplessly, walked behind her and blocked the big men behind her.
The waiter happily served everyone tea with melon seeds, and the imperial kiln seemed to have become the focus of everyone's attention.
She was getting up while talking when she suddenly saw Shen Ping and Lu Jiahe walking towards the store. She felt anxious, slapped her fan again and said loudly: "If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the explanation next time."
"good"
Qing Ning was startled by the sudden cheers. Everyone was taken into the ditch by the imperial kiln. They forgot to listen to the ghost story again because what she said was too unreliable.
"Go upstairs" Luo Yunchen held her waist and pushed her directly up the stairs.