MTL - Very Happy-Chapter 28 Threat

"You must be very confused, why should I take you to a qigong show?" Li Zhao ironed the cup with boiling water and poured a glass of fruit drink for Yan Ting: "You are too bored, and I will take you to a lively look Place to play. There is a saying called, if a person sees the bustling world, take him to a carousel, I think it makes sense. "

"With me, will it be boring?" The fruit drink is not freshly squeezed, a few dollars a big bottle, with a very clear flavor.

"No, you don't know how cute you are." Seeing Yan Ting seemed to have misunderstood his meaning, Li Zhao quickly explained: "It's all good to say, I will follow you when I take you out, and I am not afraid that I am a kidnapper. Bad uncle. "

"You are younger than me."

"Actually this doesn't matter." Li Zhao waved his hand and drank half a cup of fruit drink in one breath: "It just means that it's in place. Maybe it was because I helped you at the time and you followed me obediently, so I hold you inexplicably. Responsibility. "

Sense of responsibility?

Unfamiliar, why are two people without blood relatives responsible for the other person?

"This is fate. You have no parents and neither do I, so God asked us to be friends." Li Zhao raised his cup: "Come, toast for our beautiful friendship."

Yan Ting looked at the cup in Li Zhao's hand and silently touched him.

"Well." Li Zhao looked at Yan Ting with a smile: "Why are you so cute?"

Yan Ting continued to be silent. In all his memories, no one ever crossed the word "cute" to him.

After eating at noon, Li Zhao took Yan Ting to the bird and flower market and took a turn. He almost got rid of his dog by the boss because he was talking to the parrot.

In the evening, they went to the light show.

The light show has not yet begun, the scene is full of spectators, and there are many people in the platform area behind, so busy.

"Tingting, put this on." Li Zhao put a glowing rabbit ear on Li Zhao's head, and also wore one to himself: "Tonight, we are the most beautiful dolls here."

The opening of the light show was full of excited screams. The lighting changes, and the scene is as lively as the New Year. When the lighting effect turns into a shooting star, many people start to confess or make a wish with a loud voice.

"Zhang Xiaoting, I love you!"

"Mom and Dad, I wish you a long life."

"I wish the motherland prosperity and prosperity!"

Li Zhao screamed and applauded in the crowd, and finally shouted out loud: "I wish Yan Ting Ting to be healthy and live a long life!"

In the noisy world, Yan Ting heard this sentence clearly.

"I wish the banquet court happy, good health!"

The meteor on the shadow wall flickered like a meteor shower, bringing infinite dream and beauty. Li Zhao grabbed Yan Ting's arm and shouted in his ear: "Ting Ting, come and make a wish, don't waste this good opportunity."

After speaking, he loosened Yan Ting's arm, and twisted with the rhythm of the music, dancing a dance that no one could understand.

Yan Ting looked at Li Zhao bouncing, looking up at the light of Chanruo's meteor, her eyes pupils were dark and dark.

He never made a wish or prayed for fate.

At the end of the light show, Li Zhao shouted that he had split his throat. He took the mineral water that Yan Ting handed him and drank half a bottle at a stretch. The whole man leaned on Yan Ting: "The body seems to be hollowed out, so tired."

Many lovers passing by the light show passed by them, and some flower sellers waited by the roadside to sell them flowers.

"Let's go, let's go." Li Zhao, who was just dying, saw these flower sellers, his waist was not sour, his legs didn't hurt, and Yan Ting ran away.

Running out of the peddling area of ​​the florist, Li Zhaocai panted, "These flowers are expensive and not fresh. If they are followed by them, they will be chased."

Yan Ting saw Li Zhao ran out of sweat and took a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and handed it to him.

"Tingting, you are the only one of all my friends who will bring a handkerchief." Li Zhao wiped the sweat from his head: "Are you starting from kindergarten, is your teacher's favorite baby?"

Yan Ting: "I have never been to a kindergarten."

Li Zhao put his handkerchief into his pocket: "Coincidentally, I have never been there. It seems that we are really destined to be good brothers."

Where he grew up, his living conditions were very difficult. Parents with good conditions at home would send their children to preschool, but he did not receive this treatment. After the age of six, he followed the oldest child in the village and carried a yellow cloth bag. Go to first grade.

Sometimes he went to the county to catch up. He was particularly envious of the colorful slides in the kindergarten and other children's play equipment. Unfortunately, "parents" did not like him to go to the county seat. Even if he went to the town, he would not be allowed to leave alone for too long.

Until the age of ten, the teacher found that he was injured all over and even broke his arm, so he called the police. It was also at that time that he knew that he was not a child of his parents.

They said he picked them up from the trash.

"If we hadn't picked him up, he would have starved to death." Facing the police, his adoptive father was righteous: "What happened to my beating, my son was justified, even if he was killed, he owes me."

Only later when he heard that he was going to jail, he cried and said that he didn't study and didn't know the law.

"My cats, dogs, and dogs can be beaten. I saved his life. How can I break the law?"

Li Zhao felt very lucky. The teacher saved him, the police uncle saved him, and so many people helped him. He lived in an orphanage, and was able to eat and wear warm clothes every day, but he didn't have to be beaten. This kind of life is really good.

"The whole year is my year of good luck." Recalling these, Li Zhao reached a conclusion: "At the age of ten, I had good luck. When I was twenty, I had good luck ..."

"Don't be superstitious."

Li Zhaogang wanted to say that this was not superstition. Suddenly, he saw an old man sitting in a corner to set up a stall, and his gray hair was flying in the cold wind. Maybe it was too cold and she shrank all by herself. He pulled Yan Ting closer and found a plastic sheet in front of the old man, with some knitwear on the plastic sheet.

"Grandma, how much is this for you?" Li Zhao picked up a pot of knitted sunflowers and asked the old man with wrinkles on his face.

"One piece for ten, three pieces for twenty." The old man shook his hand and took out a plastic bag from his jacket pocket. His hazy eyes looked at Li Zhao with expectation: "Boy, do you want to buy?"

"I'll buy a few." Li Zhao picked a few pots of thread-knitting flowers and took out a hundred dollars to the old man: "Grandma, it's late, you go home early."

"Ah, thank you, thank you." The old man happily packed all the knitwear bought by Li Zhao with a plastic bag, and gave Li Zhao an extra coin purse. . "

"I bought these things so cute. I bought them." Li Zhao did not disappoint the crumpled plastic pockets, which were ugly in his hands, put the pockets on his wrists, and put his hands in his pockets.

"Grandma, bye."

Crossing the sidewalk, the two sat in the long-awaited car. Li Zhao gave a thread-woven yellow rose to Yan Ting: "Ting Ting, this is for you."

The quality of the yarn is not very good, and it is a bit entangled in the hand.

"Do you know what yellow rose means?" Li Zhao picked it in a plastic bag and handed Yan Ting a little dinosaur: "This is for you too."

Yan Ting slowly shook her head.

"The purest friendship in the world." Li Zhao put his hand on Yan Ting's shoulder. "Is it right for us?"

Yan Ting looked at the thread and weaved the yellow rose, and put it in his jacket pocket: "Yeah."

"The flight I'm going to take tomorrow is very early, but I just came to see you." Li Zhao yawned: "Next time I will probably wait until the Spring Festival, you must remember to wait for me to buy New Year's goods together."

"OK." Yan Ting pinched the yellow rose in her pocket. Today is the seventh day of the first lunar month, and there are twenty-three days before the Spring Festival.

The car first stopped at the door of Li Zhao's house. He stepped out of the car and bent over to Yan Ting in the car: "Ting Ting, good night."

"Good night." Yan Ting watched Li Zhao enter the door, bowed his head, took the yellow rose out of his pocket, and put it in his palm.

Back at home, Yan Ting put the thread weaving yellow roses that she had been holding into her hands and put them into a vase in the room. The moonlight passed through the veil and sprinkled on this yellow rose, giving it a gentle silver light.

Waking up in the morning, he saw the news from Li Zhao.

[Good luck with Zhaozhao: Good morning, I'm on board (* ^ ▽ ^ *)]

Yan Ting stared at the smiley face behind the news for a long time, got up and opened the curtains, and the sky outside had gradually begun to light up.

"Zhao Zhao, I just got the news from the crew. The crew invited Zhao Junnan to play the role of Prince of the Enemy in a friendly way. He has agreed and will join the group today." Da Ke received at the airport Li Zhao, who just got off the plane: "You follow Prince Enemy's character has the most opponent plays, remember to say goodbye to him. "

"Mr. Zhao?" Li Zhao was surprised. "Why would he come to our crew?"

"Who knows what Zhao Junnan's team thinks, they actively contacted Dao Yang and said that it was friendship to play this role." Da Ke frowned. "He has been engaged in hard work and hard work since the popularity of" Knight " Let ’s maybe come to hint you so that you do n’t tell him what to do as a stand-in. ”

Li Zhao didn't speak, but just felt that Zhao Junnan didn't need to care about such things. Whether you're looking for a substitute or a substitute, it's a matter of your liking, there's no need to repeat the old thing.

However, a person who can hardly make a splash can't stand the slightest accident.

"When the crew gave me a substitute, why didn't you stop?" Zhao Junnan sat in the car with a very ugly face: "Even if you choose a substitute, you shouldn't look good. Li Zhao now relies on the net drama Fire, what if he stepped on to do a stand-in for me?

"I don't care what you think, you must not let Li Zhao continue the fire." Zhao Junnan vented his anger and took a deep breath: "In this circle, only those who don't fire have no threat."

He absolutely didn't allow it, Li Zhao stepped on his shoulder and climbed to a position higher than him.

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