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Chapter 392: Chasing the Wind(1/2)

"By the way! I have processed all the photos we played in Beihai. If there is wifi when we go back, I will post them to the group. You can go and claim them yourself!" Cheng Yan suddenly said.

"Okay!" Tang Qingying said, and asked again, "Can you claim someone else's?"

"No!" Cheng Yan glared at her.

"You downloaded it secretly and no one knew, why did you ask? Isn't this a pain?" Cheng Yun said.

"That's how it is!" Tang Qingying nodded.

Everyone gradually approached the peach blossom forest on the mountainside. It was probably because the sun was so good that they were sweating a little.

Unlike what I imagined, this peach blossom forest is not that quiet, but a voice of people-

The leading to the Peach Blossom Forest is a loess path, about one meter wide. There are some nearby villagers setting up stalls on both sides of the road. There are about a dozen stalls selling oranges, beverages, snacks and some gadgets. It can be seen that there are quite a lot of people coming here for spring outings, so that the nearby villagers have already started to make money from tourists.

"Huh... it's finally here!" Tang Qingying felt that she hadn't walked such a long way since she had a little yellow car.

"There is actually someone." Cheng Yan was a little surprised.

"Yes, we wouldn't have brought so many drinks if we knew we wouldn't bring so many drinks here." Tang Qingying said as she looked at Cheng Yun and Yin female hero, "You're already tired after being cared for so long."

"Why don't you feel sorry for Sister Yin Dan?" Cheng Yan said coldly.

"Because... because Sister Yin Dan is very strong!"

"snort!"

"Okay, stop making noise. Let's find a flat place in the forest to sit down." Cheng Yun said.

"Then." The little girl Yu Dian pointed weakly in the direction and plucked up the courage to say, "There are fewer people, be quieter."

"good!"

Not long after, everyone walked into the peach blossom forest, put down their backpacks between a few peach trees, cleared the weeds, spread the dining cloth on the ground, and then sat cross-legged.

Female Yin suddenly shouted: "I'll turn you into a peach!"

Everyone immediately looked at her when they heard the sound.

I saw the Female Yin lowered her head, closed her eyes tightly and recited a few spells silently, then reached out her hand like lightning and pulled it out on the branches above her head. When she took back her hand, she was already holding a big and red peach in her hand.

"Dangdangdang! Peach!" she shouted.

“…”

There is a silence in the peach forest.

After a while, the Female Yin blinked and asked, "How is it? Isn't it amazing?"

Everyone looked at each other but still said nothing.

After a while, Cheng Yan sat down and moved to Cheng Yun, reached into the backpack next to Cheng Yun, and said, "I'll turn you into a pot."

Brush it.

She took out a pot of wine, then quickly shook it to the branches of the peach tree next to it, and said lightly: "How is it? It's amazing, the pot of wine is actually formed on the peach tree."

She looked down and added: "I also have a plastic packaging pocket."

Female Yin stared at her blankly—

This person... why don't he recite a spell!

Seeing this, Tang Qingying moved to Cheng Yun, reached into her backpack and fumbled for a while, shouting: "I'll turn you into Sprite!"

"Dangdang! Sprite!"

"Sprite actually formed on the peach tree." Cheng Yan said expressionlessly.

"Okay, childish!" Cheng Yun said helplessly.

"It was Sister Yin Dan who started first." Tang Qingying said.

"Yeah." Cheng Yan nodded lightly.

"Are you the same as her?" Cheng Yun said.

"Yes, are you the same as me?" Yin Mixia also said angrily - she finally came up with an idea to tease everyone, but she didn't expect that not only was it exposed by everyone in an instant, but it also had no effect of "funny".

Cheng Yan and Tang Qingying lowered their heads and stopped talking.

Then Cheng Yan and Yu Dian took out the things in their backpacks and placed them on the tablecloth.

There are several disposable paper cups, a large bottle of Sprite and some other drinks.

There are the fried dumplings, sushi and pot-kit made by Cheng Yun this morning, the cakes they bought at the supermarket last night, and the duck neck and duck stand that Cheng Yan likes to eat, which are the staple foods.

There are potato chips, jerky beef and dried fish, a few lollipops, fruits and dried fruits, which are snacks.

There are also selfie sticks, tissues, power banks and garbage bags, which can be said to be very well prepared.

Everyone sat down and started eating.

Cheng Yan was holding a pot-kick in one hand and holding a mobile phone in the other, as if editing a video, repeating a song of music that Cheng Yun sounded a little familiar but couldn't remember what it was.

Click!

Cheng Yan bit off a large pot of pot, and the dry and crisp debris fell on the white tablecloth.

Cheng Yun quickly stared at her and asked with some anticipation: "How is it smelling? Comment!"

After saying that, he added: "It's done in the morning. If it's not delicious, I won't make it in the future!"

What you mean is that you have to praise me!

Cheng Yan glanced at him indifferently and said, "It can be said that it is delicious. Among all the pot-kicks I have eaten, except for those made by Li Jing, there is nothing better than this one."

She suddenly missed the man named Li Jing's pot-made pot-kick.

"How far is Li Jing?" Cheng Yun continued to ask.

"Stop it when you are ready." Cheng Yan reminded, and she bit her Guokui and bit her for another crescent month.

The pot hell I just made this morning was covered in a bag. It is still warm and the shell is still crispy and crisp. Of course, it is definitely not as crispy as it was just released, but it is still delicious.

"Okay." Cheng Yun was also very content.

This is his first time making Guokui. He has never made it before, but he often watches General Li make it. Although his skills are not as good as General Li or other people who specialize in selling Guokui, he is better at using more ingredients and making it more refined, so he is quite confident in the taste of the Guokui he made. This is also why many people who are not as good as restaurant chefs’ cooking tastes as restaurant stir-fry.

Not long after, Cheng Yan sent out the video he had just shot.

A group of people who always yelled, "Why is the author not updating yet?" finally saw Wang Yan of Xiaoluoli again.

But this time some people's focus seems to be different from before.

"What song?"

"Please ask for a song name!"

"It's like a cappella, and the notation is the original sound of the author. Could it be that the author sang it?"

"Songs are famous and songs! So good!"

"Being attracted to fans, this music is really nice, soothing and gentle, with a bit of lazy tone. It's a perfect match for a walk in such a beautiful scenery with a little luoli!"

"I really want a cat like this, who runs with you without having to tie a rope."

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly someone fell in love with this piece of music for the first time he listened to it.

Of course, with her picky ears, she also thought this song was very good, but firstly, it was not perfectly produced, and secondly, it was not a complete song. It was a bit beyond her expectations that she could win fans in just ten seconds.

This was recorded by Cheng Qiuya on her phone when she came to talk to the little master for a song last time.

It was Cheng Qiuya's a cappella, with only guitar accompaniment.

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking that his fans would be nearly ten million soon, he commented below: "Don't ask anymore, this is Cheng Qiuya's "Chasing the Wind". It has not been officially released yet, so you will probably search online in a few days."

After a few seconds, she received several more replies, and the comment she posted first had been topped with likes.

So Cheng Yan replied helplessly: "Don't ask me why I can hear this song that has not been released yet. Cheng Qiuya is from Jinguan, so is me. Cheng Qiuya's surname is Cheng, and I am also Cheng. She is one of my cousins. Do you understand? Could anyone say that we are hyping up the saying "X× Hotel has actually released a star"!

After sending it, she put down her cell phone, took a long breath, and stuffed all the pot-kick into her mouth.

It's already noon now, and the sun is a little hotter than in the morning, but the sun in early spring is always gentle, which will only make people feel warm and comfortable, and will not make people feel uncomfortable.

The place they were looking for was almost no one else, very quiet, surrounded by peach blossoms. Occasionally, a gust of spring breeze blew past the petals of the lower peach blossoms, falling into the cup of the Sprite Yin, and a circle of ripples that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

The faint fragrance of flowers lingers around, and the breeze makes people feel comfortable, making people feel like they want to lie down and sleep.

Tang Qingying picked up a plastic cup of rice wine, inserted the straw in with a thud, held it up and said, "Tao Li Chunfeng has a glass of wine, come, let's have a drink!"

Cheng Yan frowned and said, "This poem is not good, I feel too deeply, let's change it."

"Then...the human face and peach blossoms complement each other!"

"It's not good either!"

"The water in Taohuatan is a thousand feet deep!"

"What's the matter..."

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and Peach Blossom Fairy under Taohua Temple. Peach Blossom Fairy is beautiful, and her name is Tang Yaoyao!"

“…change again!”
To be continued...
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