Hua Fangfei walked over and took the Santa Claus and Santa Claus riding the fat pig in the little fat boy's hand. The fat pig actually had a bright red rose on its head!

Such a unique gift, let alone Hua Fangfei, even Lan Fengling and the two children kept staring at each other without blinking! It was so fun!

The little girl suddenly said, "That big brother asked me to tell you that the person riding a white horse is not necessarily a prince, it is very likely to be Tang Monk, or a horsewoman. So, he has no white horse, only a thousand miles apart. It is it, a fat big pig!... My brother also said that one day he would ride this big pig with his sister... giggle... go around the world... At that time, he had a big pleat on his face, and you had a small pleat on his face... carrying these two beggar pockets, holding a dog-beating stick, removing the lucky Anliang together, and giving Christmas gifts to children all over the world... By the way, my brother also told me that I would tell you a secret at the end, that is, this big pleat is a girl, nicknamed Huahua, and her name is Hua Fangfei... giggle... goodbye sister... giggle..."

The two children smiled and closed the door and ran away. Hua Fangfei and Lan Fengling looked at the fun Xuesu. They looked at each other and suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter. While Hua Fangfei was laughing, two more crystal tears quietly slipped from the corners of their eyes. These were tears of happiness...

Ang Lee took a brisk step and whistled in his mouth: Luo Dayou's childhood. His whistle was great, clear and pleasant, like a nightingale singing.

In the bustling night of the city, Ang Lee's whistle was like a rainbow that appeared in the sky, making people unable to look at him, watching his tall figure with beautiful melody, gradually moving away.

I don’t know who said: Outstanding people are outstanding everywhere; excellent people are excellent in everything they do! This may not be correct, but it is very suitable for Ang Lee.

Ang Lee has had a stubborn temper since he was a child and is very strong. And Aunt Yu and Moumou are so strong. The motto of their family is either to do it or do it the best if you want to do it!

Therefore, no matter what Ang Lee does, he is very focused and serious, and he also works very hard. Therefore, as long as it is something he likes, even if it is not the best, it is definitely very outstanding... Just like his whistle and his smoking posture!

My good friend lives in Xicheng and needs to take the subway there faster. If you take the bus, you may not be sure when it will arrive. When you walked to the subway station to prepare to buy a ticket, Ang Lee realized that he was penniless.

Ang Lee frowned and left the ticket office. Suddenly, he saw the young man in the underground passage holding a guitar and singing softly, with an open guitar box in front of him. The young man sang half-deadly and no one paid attention to him. Ang Lee suspected that the few RMB in the piano box were the bait he put on himself!

"Brother, can you lend me a guitar to play?" Ang Lee walked to the young man and asked him with a smile.

The young man hesitated for a moment and quietly handed the guitar to him. Ang Lee put his guitar on his back, gently tweaked his fingers a few times, tried the sound, and adjusted the strings.

Just these few strokes made the young man's eyes lit up: Master! This handsome guy is a guitar master!

Ang Lee did not notice the fanaticism in the eyes of the young man. As soon as he made a move, he would be the wild and exciting melody of Spanish Bullfighting! The guitar sound full of vitality and enthusiasm was like a sudden storm, which shocked the entire underground passage for three seconds! Then he looked in his direction!

Ang Lee didn't notice other people's gaze at all. He only played half of the song and it came to an abrupt end! Just when people were surprised, the melodious and relieved guitar sounded again in childhood.

"Cicadas on the banyan tree beside the pond are shouting at Xia Tian

There are only butterflies on the swing on the playground

The teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still writing hard and constantly

A childhood waiting for the end of get out of class and waiting for the game after school

There is nothing in the welfare club but there is no penny in your pocket

Who grabbed the sword by Zhuge Silang or the Devil Party?

Why haven't the boy from the next class passed by my window yet?

Snacks in your mouth, cartoons in your hands, childhood in your heart, first love...

Dragonflies flew over green rice fields in the sun

Watercolor crayons and kaleidoscopes cannot draw the color on one side

When will you have a mature and grown face like a senior student?

Looking forward to holidays, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to growing up, childhood

The childhood I hope to grow up one after another…”

After the song was sung, countless people were surrounded by Ang Lee. In short, there was a large crowd of people. After his singing disappeared for a few seconds, the applause rang out.

At the same time, the money in the piano box is increasing in an astonishing way... It’s not that no one gives money, but that it’s that your singing is so charming!

"One more, another one!" Everyone was shouting, wanting him to continue singing.

Ang Lee smiled at everyone, took out a soft white osmanthus from his pocket, took out a cigarette in the breathtaking and squirted and vomited a few smoke rings.

Even a series of postures made the onlookers stupid.

"It's fine to be handsome, but it's fine to play the guitar, but it's fine, it's fine to sing well! Even smoking is so handsome, it's too unreasonable!"

A buddy said with great depression that, as a result, planted a row of purple beans on his arm for his girlfriend. He grinned in pain but never dared to speak again.

Countless boys and girls looked at Ang Lee with little stars in their eyes, admiring and excitedly. At this moment, he had become their idol... Unfortunately, he is not a star!

"Then let's have another one!" After Ang Lee said that, he sucked a cigarette from his head to the cigarette butt in one breath, and he spit out a series of smoke rings! The curling smoke rings lined up in the air in an orderly line, slowly rising!

Everyone screamed, exclaimed, cheered and took photos. In short, they shocked Ang Lee in a mess and were dizzy!

At this time, Ang Lee's guitar rang again, first with a uniform rhythm, then suddenly picked it up, Cui Jian's classic rock has nothing!

"I once asked when you will follow me

But you always laugh at me for nothing

I want to give you my pursuit and my freedom

But you always laugh at me for nothing

Oh when will you go with me...

Tell you I've been waiting for a long time and told you my final request

I want to grab your hands and you will follow me now

Your hands are trembling at this time, and your tears are flowing

Could it be that you are telling me that you love me and have nothing...

Oh, come with me now..."
Chapter completed!