"Come on, Brother Chen!"
Even though she was wearing a veil, she was waving the banner with absolute determination.
Han Zeyu was stunned by this and thought to himself, this is not a talent show, why are there cheering people?
Who said that women in ancient times never went out of the main door or the second door, walked gracefully and elegantly, and spoke in a soft voice?
Is it because he traveled to the wrong dynasty, or is it because his posture is wrong?
The people in the same group with Brother Chen happened to be guests staying at Han Zeyu's hotel.
Tiezhu had been competing with this group of candidates for several days, and they had basically become brothers. Now it was his turn, and with the help of the girl in the first row, it was a good start.
Tiezhu took the lead and cheered for his good brother at the top of his lungs. His voice was so loud that it drowned out the voices of the girls in the front row.
With a "swish", the six girls in the first row turned their heads in unison and glared at the loud voice in the back row.
Tiezhu was unaware of anything and continued shouting as loud as he could.
Han Zeyu was crunching melon seeds while very civic-mindedly preparing a paper bag for the garbage.
The kid in the second row wasn't greedy at first, but the person behind him ate so deliciously that he couldn't help himself.
I checked my pockets and found that all the money was spent on tickets.
After a moment's thought, he decisively pulled off a silver bead from the fan pendant. He would always have half an ounce.
"Brother, can you give me something to eat?"
Han Zeyu wondered whose kid was this? He asked for it right away. Did he have any sense of boundaries?
I looked down at the round silver bead and thought, wow, who is this little cutie? Do you want to buy food?
Yes, yes, yes, he brought quite a few, just take your pick!
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