Song Yaoyao: [I never said anything like that, don’t spread rumors! ]
Gua Gua: [Do you want me to recall some memories for you?
Last time...
The last time...】
…
Song Yaoyao covered her ears and muttered:
[I don’t want to listen, you bastard!]
I don’t want to listen, you bastard!
……】
Song Qingling and Ji Minyue's faces flushed as they listened to the conversation between Song Yaoyao and Guagua!
Ji Linlang looked confused and asked Ji Minyue in a low voice:
"Big sister, does it hurt?
Why do my balls hurt?
..."
Ji Linlang wanted to ask more questions, but Ji Minyue covered her mouth with her hand.
Ji Linlang: "Sister, umm..."
Ji Minyue moved closer to Ji Linlang and whispered:
"Little girl, stop asking these questions!"
Ji Linlang finally pried Ji Minyue's hands apart and said:
"Tsk, if you don't tell me, I'll go ask mom!"
Ji Minyue gloated over the misfortune and said:
"If you dare to ask me, I promise to punish you according to the family rules!"
Ji Linlang thought for a moment:
"Then I'll go back tonight and ask Mammy!"
"Whatever you want!"
…
In this way, the carriage swayed all the way to Jingmizhai.
Before entering the hall, I heard cheers at the door.
It’s so lively!
Song Yaoyao loves this kind of excitement the most!
Song Yaoyao anxiously urged everyone to go inside quickly.
Seeing Song Yaoyao's anxious look, everyone strode inside. Although they didn't say anything, they actually liked this kind of lively atmosphere!
Entering the hall, Song Yaoyao looked around and saw that all the seats were occupied.
The waiter took them to the seat that had been reserved in advance.
After serving fruits, snacks and tea, the waiter left.
Song Yaoyao just wanted to see what was special about this storyteller.
Song Yaoyao listened for a long time before saying to Guagua:
[Gua Gua, the script hasn't changed, only the storyteller's storytelling style has changed.
This storyteller seems to be a ventriloquist.
Different characters can be spoken with different voices.
Young men, young women, old ladies, old men, little boys, little girls, all used different voices.
This way of storytelling was indeed quite new in this dynasty.
The only drawback is that the storybook is too old-fashioned. 】
Everyone listened to Song Yaoyao's inner voice and realized this.
They all praised Song Yaoyao's words.
Guagua: [Yeah! This story is too old-fashioned! ]
Song Yaoyao: [Guagua, if this story was changed to a story about a boss falling in love with me, Ghost, Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, Journey to the West, or immortal cultivation, the business would definitely be better.]
Everyone didn't understand what Song Yaoyao was talking about. They had never heard of it before!
Gua Gua: [Su 㹏, what you said makes sense.
If the storybook were changed to the topics you mentioned, everyone would definitely like it more. 】
Song Yaoyao: [Yeah.
Guagua, how about going back and writing storybooks to earn some extra money? 】
Guagua: [Sure.]
Song Yaoyao: [I’ve been listening for a long time. I’m no longer interested in storytelling. ]
Gua Gua: [Sugu, since you don’t want to listen to storytelling, let’s eat melons.
Have you seen those women at the table next to you? 】
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