Chapter 41

Everyone was confused. What the hell is this? Li Qingzhao was also confused and subconsciously retracted her fingers. Could this guy be a barbarian?

"What the hell are you talking about?" Liu Yiyi narrowed her eyes slightly, and a strange arc raised on the corner of her mouth, and then asked quietly at Wang Yang, but her slender hands were clattering, and her slender five fingers were flexing into the shape of a female Nine Yin White Bone Claw, as if she would suddenly burst out with strong combat power at any time.

Damn, as the saying goes, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, Old Driver Wang couldn't help but feel a little numb and quickly winked at Liu Yiyi, then slowly said in a Bianliang speech that looked a little awkward and with Cantonese roast goose flavor. "This beautiful little lady, I don't really understand what you mean. Is Lei Fengxia a very powerful hero?"

"Aren't you Lei Feng Hero?" Li Qingzhao couldn't help but rub his eyes. The first time he met that day was in a dark alley. He couldn't see clearly. Then, the person on the other side suddenly rushed over and had a conflict, beating up a group of literary youths.

At that time, Lei Fengxia suddenly appeared in front of him, and the distance was too close. Although he probably didn't seem to be different from this person, why did this guy speak strangely?

"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can ask my companion what my surname is." Wang Yang continued to answer in Cantonese-style roast goose-flavored Bianliang dialect.

Liu Yiyi glared at Wang Yang fiercely, which meant that we would calculate the account later, and then showed a very friendly smile at Li Qingzhao. "This sister, this is the Qingke teacher from my Yihonglou, and his surname is Wang and his name is Yang."

"It turns out to be Mr. Wang. Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm rude. Please don't blame me." At this time, Chen Jie walked over, took the arm of Li Qingzhao, who looked cute, and smiled apologetically at Wang Yang and Liu Yiyi, and then pulled Li Qingzhao to a distance.

"He, why are you pulling me over?" Li Qingzhao angrily pouted her rosy cherry lips, and a pair of bright Danfeng spies stared round.

"He refused to admit that he was Lei Fengxia in front of you. Besides, there was someone next to him. Do you think it is useful to ask questions again?" Chen Jie shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and gently squeezed Li Qingzhao's pretty face that was slightly fat. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Brother Jie, you mean, he is actually that Lei Feng Hero?" Li Qingzhao was stunned. "Yes, but his accent is wrong."

"The words at the beginning were so straight and straight, and the accent could naturally change." Chen Jie touched his chin with an old driver.

"Excessive!" Li Qingzhao broke out and was about to rush forward, but Chen Jie pulled him back. "Good sister, don't worry, since you know where he is, are you still afraid that you can't find him?"

"It turns out to be Teacher Wang, and it turns out that he is a young British artist. I didn't expect that you could actually choreograph such refreshing dances and music at such a young age. I really admire you..." Mr. An Lu, who was as hairy as hair, walked up to Wang Yang, looked at Wang Yang with a kind face, and said with emotion.

At this moment, Mr. An Lu was completely gone and just holding a high heel, and smiling with a lewd look. He looked very hypocritical and respectful at this moment.

"This is the famous old birthday star in our dynasty. Mr. Zhang Anlu, who has been rich and famous for his life, has become wild..." Xu Daguanren, who had met Wang Yang several times next to him, came over and explained.

"It turns out it's Mr. An Lu, I'm polite..." Although Wang Yang despised the old driver's behavior just now, he also knew that he was following the local customs. If the status and status were too different, if he forcibly pretended, he would easily be taken back.

So Wang Yang seemed so polite at this moment, and was gentle and good at dancing. Even if he was worried that Li Qingzhao would recognize him, he deliberately said a Cantonese-style goose-flavored Bianliang dialect, which soon made the Qingqu poets and officials present have a good first impression of this young man.

"It's rare. Such a young talent is not frightened in front of so many of us. It's really rare..." Zhang Xian looked at Wang Yang, who was dealing with other judges, and couldn't help but speak to Xu Daguanren beside him.

"By the way, Miss Liu, who is that Wushan lay Buddhist? Can you introduce me to me?" Zhang Xian suddenly thought of another thing and asked Liu Yiyi with a smile.

Liu Yiyi quickly explained, Yanming would definitely ask clearly if he had the chance, and sent Mr. An Lu's invitation to the Wushan lay Buddhist.

In the end, Wang Yang and Liu Yiyi's appropriate response received unanimous praise from everyone present, and they all claimed that when they have free time, they would definitely go to Yihonglou in person to see the charm of Yihonglou.

On this side, Zhang Xian took the recommendation from Xu Daguanren with a serious look and handed it to Liu Yiyi. He told the people of Yihonglou that they had obtained the qualification to participate in the Bianhe Festival.

After finally suppressing the excitement in his heart, Liu Yiyi took it and bowed deeply to the judges, then said goodbye to Wang Yang and others.

At the short time, on the other side of the stage, the gathering of people from Yihong Building suddenly came an unprecedented cheer and excitement.

At this time, Liu Yiyi and Wang Po and daughter were hugging their heads and crying bitterly, crying loudly. Seeing this, Wang Daguan felt a little sour and wanted to go over and persuade him. But after thinking about it, let the mother and daughter vent their feelings well. Such an opportunity came a bit late, but it was not too late.

Anyway, if you want to appease Liu Yiyi, the charming beauty, you will have a chance. Wang Yang's eyes turned and then his eyes fell on the soft-bodied girl Yunyan.

"Miss Yunyan, oh, don't cry anymore. If you cry too much, you will not only cry out for makeup, but also hurt your internal organs due to emotional fluctuations..." Wang Yang gently patted Miss Yunyan who was crying and making pain along the edge of the stage. Um... The touch felt really good, even though it was through the clothes, it still felt as smooth as greasy.

"Sir, we, we really won!" Miss Yunyan's eyes swollen from crying, and she suddenly threw herself into Wang Yang's arms and continued to cry.

The girls in Yihonglou all started to cheer and cheer at the beginning to cried later. Before Wang Yang could enjoy the warm and soft jade in his arms, he felt a soft and hot body behind him pressing over.

"Wuwuwu, sir, we won, we really won, we can go to Bianhe..." It seems like Miss Youyou, no, so he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, but this position seems to be inappropriate.

Driver Wang decided to change his angle and was about to hug him left and right, and suddenly his chest became stuffy. Oh! It seemed that he didn't know who rushed over again, and then one after another of the girls rushed over with gratitude.

Wang Yang felt that he was like a drowning unlucky person, and was being hit on his forehead by weights one by one, so Wang Yang was stunned.

"Hey, are you going to make trouble? I just washed my clothes today. Can you women stop shed so many tears? Ahh, don't squeeze it, my ribs are almost broken. Help, help...ah..."
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