"Wow! I haven't seen you for a while, why do you feel like Shirley Yang has become more beautiful?"
Shirley Yang appeared, and the live broadcast room, which had been calm for a while, suddenly became lively.
Of course, it was mainly the male spectators who were enjoying the show.
After all, men have to react somewhat when seeing beautiful women, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to beautiful women.
"I feel like I have become a lot prettier, and... the key parts seem to have changed a bit. Am I wrong?"
"...The brother upstairs is Comrade Miao Rensui?"
"???? You made a mistake. I'm not looking at people's butts, but at their crotches!"
Ding dong, if a guy like Lao Wang next door doesn’t show up now, when will he wait?
Lao Wang next door: "Hey, crotch-gazing cat, you haven't been around for a long time. I heard you had an accident?"
The crotch-gazing cat: "Damn it! Mr. Wang next door, are you here? Um, don't spread rumors if you don't believe them. I'm just busy lately. How could something happen to me?"
Lao Wang next door: "Oh, really? Then why did I hear that you seemed to have been beaten into a pig's head by your husband?"
Crotch-gazing cat: "...the rumors are so terrible! The one who was beaten into a pig's head was Nao Ren, not me."
Lao Wang next door: "It seems that I remembered it wrong, but in this case, it is wrong. I clearly heard that one of you two was beaten into a pig's head, and the other was arrested and put in jail. What do you say now?
, you were beaten for looking at people, so wouldn’t you..."
Crotch-gazing cat: “…..”
Lao Wang next door: "Hey, I understand, I will ask the last question, how is the chrysanthemum?"
Crotch-gazing cat: “!!!!!”
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Panjiayuan.
Being teased by Ding Ze, Shirley Yang felt slightly embarrassed and quickly explained, "I'm just a little surprised that you are here...Mr. Ding, you look good."
After a pause, as if hesitating, Shirley Yang suddenly continued, "Can I ask you a question?"
Ding Ze sat up and lit a cigarette, "Of course, you ask."
Shirley Yang asked, "Do you know Partridge Whistle?"
Ding Ze heard, "Good guy, I'm sure, there is indeed his name in Partridge Whistle's notes."
Don't panic, it's not a big problem.
His thoughts were racing. Ding Ze pretended to think about it for a while, then shook his head, "I don't seem to have any impression. I probably don't recognize him."
A crowd of spectators said: "????"
"What happened? Why did the name Partridge Whistle suddenly appear?"
"Did I miss something?"
"Also, anchor, can you stop lying like this without changing your face or heartbeat!"
Shirley Yang's brows were still furrowed, obviously she didn't accept much of this answer.
When Ding Ze saw it, he was not in a hurry to say anything, because he was sure that Shirley Yang was only a little suspicious at most, and he probably couldn't convince even himself.
After all, this kind of speculation is too ridiculous.
Facts have proved that Ding Ze was right, Shirley Yang did think that her idea was ridiculous.
If this Ding Ze is the Ding Ze in the notes, wouldn't that mean he is immortal?
As her thoughts moved like this, Shirley Yang's brows relaxed a little.
At this time, Hu Bayi, who was really curious, said, "Miss Yang, who is the partridge whistle?"
Hearing the voice, Shirley Yang turned her head slightly and said, "It's my grandpa."
When Hu Ba heard this, he became even more puzzled, "Your grandpa? Then how could Lao Ding know your grandpa?"
Hearing this, Shirley Yang glanced at Ding Ze who was smiling and smoking again. This time he didn't stare, and quickly said to Hu Bayi, "I must have made a mistake. This matter has its own truth."
Commander, I came here this time to see you for something, is it convenient for us to chat?"
Hu Bayi reacted very quickly. If anything happened, it must be about the imprint.
"Okay, Big Gold Tooth, please help look after the stall. Fatty, Old Ding, let's go."
Shirley Yang: "Uh..."
Just like in the original work, Shirley Yang originally planned to chat with Hu Bayi alone, so when she saw Hu Bayi greeting Fatty and Ding Ze, her reaction was a little abnormal.
Seeing this, Fatty may not be so smart in other matters, but when it comes to causing trouble for Shirley Yang, hehe.
That reaction was so quick.
The fat man immediately laughed evilly, and spoke to Ding Ze in an extremely weird tone, "Old Ding, Miss Yang doesn't seem to be happy for us to follow."
Ding Ze was also happy to cooperate with Fatty's antics. He nodded immediately and smiled, "Old Hu, you can go ahead. Miss Yang is here to see you. It's not appropriate for Fatty and I to follow."
Hu Bayi: "Uh..."
Shirley Yang is a young woman after all. What the fat man and Ding Ze are singing together are saying inside and out. She is not a fool, how can she not hear it?
Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her pretty little face.
"Don't talk nonsense, then let's go."
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"Anchor, do you know what you and Fatty are doing now?"
"You two are like one-hundred-watt light bulbs. Shirley Yang wants to date Hu Bayi. Why are you two so ignorant?"
"Hey! If I were Shirley Yang, I would hate you two anchors to death."
There was chatter in the live broadcast room, but Ding Ze didn't watch.
Even if you see it, you won’t care. You have to follow it if you should.
As for Fatty, he and Shirley Yang have always been at odds with each other. Now that he can cause problems for Shirley Yang, he is happy.
There is Longtan Park outside Panjiayuan. There are almost no people at this time during the day. After the four of them found a place to sit down, Hu Bayi took the initiative to speak because he was anxious.
"Ms. Yang, what you want to talk about is about the eyeball mark on your back, right?"
After hearing the words, Shirley Yang was not surprised because she had read Partridge Whistle's notes. She nodded, "It seems that you have discovered that I am indeed here for this matter."
"Do you still remember that prophetic book? After I went back some time ago, I found that eyeball mark on my back and did some research."
"The prophetic book mentioned that among the four of us, one person is a descendant of the prophet's family... What you speculated at the time was correct, that person is indeed me."
The words just fell.
The fat man immediately spoke out excitedly before Hu Ba, "I knew that Miss Yang had something to do with that hole. Fortunately, I was smart and took decisive action..."
Words spread.
Shirley Yang immediately turned around and glared at the fat man. Hu Bayi didn't dare to hesitate. He was afraid that the fat man would kill him because he was talking uncontrollably. He tied Shirley Yang with his belt and then used a black donkey's hoof to hit Shirley Yang in the mouth.
After telling the story about Li Dao, he quickly reached out and interrupted the fat man's words.
Then he immediately said to Shirley Yang, "How can you be a descendant of the prophet family? What is the situation now? Is the mark on our backs a curse?"
"Also, you just asked Lao Ding if he knew your grandfather. Does it have anything to do with this matter?"
Hu Bayi kept talking, with questions popping up like a barrage of questions.
But even so.
At this moment.
Compared with the performance of the many idiotic viewers in the live broadcast room, Hu Bayi can actually be said to be very calm.
I saw it in the live broadcast room.
"Fuck! What does this mean?"
"Partridge Whistle is Shirley Yang's grandfather!"
"Curse, Descendant, Shirley Yang..."
"Damn it, I don't have enough brain!!!"
At this time, while smoking, drinking and perming his hair, he said: "Haha, the dung beetle pried open your heads and took a big bite!"