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Chapter 866 The episode is super god again! (Ask for a full order, ask for a monthly pass!)

Weibo, in the comment area.

Looking at the plot of the third act, netizens were a little thoughtful for a while;

"Haha, that... is pretty cute, but why does Mao feel that Lord Xin is slapping me in the face?"

"Isn't it just a slap in the face? In reality, if there is a twenty-year-old girl who can't use the ball, I will think she is very innocent and cute, but if there is an old man who can't use the ball, come and let me If I order food for her, I will feel cheated or impatient if I fight monsters. I feel offended by this plot. It turns out that I am also a double-standard dog, and I am cheap."

"Xin Ye, this stinky old man, used the two images of Shen Mengjun before and after, and couldn't help but satirize the characters in the play. He also scolded us."

"So, we hate old people who are talkative, nosy, talk indiscriminately, always interfering in the lives of our young people mainly because they are not good-looking?"

"In the front, you can think about it, if there is a two-dimensional cute girl wearing JK anklets and white silk, pestering you every day and nagging, likes to interfere in every little thing in your life, what do you have in mind? No matter who is around, you will directly say how you feel in your heart?"

"Damn! That's easy to say? That must be love!"

"I despise the three views in the front and follow the five senses! But, thinking of such a clingy, upright two-dimensional girl, I'm already excited for Mao!"

"So. T.T it's never the old man's nagging and meddling that we hate, what we hate is just being old!"

"Mouth! Why do we hate being old? Don't we like Mr. Xin so much?"

"Admit it, Master Xin is always a bit old, but his appearance is definitely not low. If Master Xin was a little uglier, there would be millions of sand sculptures gathered here?"

".What you said makes sense, but I'm speechless!"

In the comment area, the truthfulness of some netizens made all the fans silent for a while.

In the silence, the plot of the third act entered the last paragraph;

After ordering hot pot for his grandson, Shen Mengjun started his "journey of youth". In the small square in front of Xiaoshang, she met a group of old people dancing in the square.

Here, at last, she felt the benefits of youth;

Among the elderly people with stiff movements and dying, she danced the same square dance with a different style.

Obviously it is an aerobics-like movement, but because of the young body, it is particularly full of rhythm and beauty.

When shuttled from one end of the square to the other, Shen Mengjun's eyes were already flickering with anticipation.

She finally walked into the building called "JDZ Clothing Wholesale Market".

Here, she is holding a cool bag, picking out clothes one by one tirelessly.

One set of clothes was brought in front of her by the salesperson. Under her disgusted eyes, the clothes sent to her became more and more young and fashionable.

She took off that old-fashioned cheongsam, and after tirelessly trying on a set, a fashionable and beautiful little beauty was born on the screen.

"Fuck, this set is so beautiful!"

"JDZ! This is our clothing wholesale market in JDZ! It's a real place! My God, I, a local, don't know there are so many beautiful clothes here!"

"My god! The coordinates are Yichang, which means that I have been to this place in the film! Many women's clothing stores in Yichang buy goods there, I really want to go shopping when I have time!"

"The outfit on Mengjun looks good! I took a screenshot. Is there any old cousin in JDZ who can help me to go to this clothing wholesale market and see if there is any similar style to help me buy it!"

"I'm dying of laughter, you're so cute, this is a wholesale market, not a duty-free shop! What the hell are you shopping for?"

"I'm a local from JDZ, if you want Jimei costumes in the movie, you can add me, and I'll be your buyer tomorrow!"

Amidst the barrage of "beautiful and beautiful" and comments asking for purchasing agents, Shen Mengjun took out 500 yuan from his bag, patted it in front of the stall proprietress, and left gracefully.

Carrying big bags and having nowhere to go, the first thing Shen Mengjun thinks of is his old partner—Lao Li.

After finding Lao Li's house with ease, he took a lot of effort to settle Lao Li's daughter, and rented a single room in Lao Li's house with a monthly rent of 1,000 yuan, and Shen Mengjun had a place to stay.

At this time, her family has not found it yet, and her grandma is missing.

until the next day.

Shen Mengjun's disappearance was finally discovered by his family, and the family became a mess.

But at this time, Shen Mengjun has already played mahjong with Lao Li in the activity room for the elderly that he usually goes in and out of.

Returning to his hometown as a young man again, Shen Mengjun was very proud.

Taking advantage of the chance that Lao Li was worried about the disappearance of the 70-year-old Shen Mengjun and making frequent mistakes in playing mahjong, she kissed the poker table and used the quick thinking of the 20-year-old to really humiliate the old sister who had been at odds with her before.

After losing a few hands in a row and firing a few shots, the old sister angrily pushed her cards off the table. Walked to the small stage in the activity room and picked up the microphone.

"The card game is not going well today, let me sing a song for everyone!"

"Oh, that's great!"

"Xiao Sun wants to sing, so stop beating me."

A well-dressed old lady, who is usually in the activity room to sing, instantly attracted the attention of a group of old people.

Seeing the overwhelming response, Mrs. Sun looked proudly at Shen Mengjun who was sitting on the poker table.

Accompanied by the beautiful melody, she closed her eyes, and after the emotions were brewing, she spoke

But just as she was about to spit out the lyrics, a gentle and sweet voice beside her took a step ahead.

"Floating with the waves and the wind, with the waves of life"

on stage.

Twenty-year-old Shen Mengjun, already aliased as "Meng Lijun", gently shook a section of microphone cable and sang Priscilla Chan triumphantly.

"Oh? Why did you come up? Give me the microphone! Get down quickly!"

"Go down!" "Let this girl sing!"

Seeing that Mrs. Sun was about to grab the microphone, the old people who had been completely attracted by those two lines of the song booed up in the audience.

"Little goblin! Pooh!"

Amidst the cajoling of the crowd, Mrs. Sun turned away from the stage with a sullen face.

Complacently waving to a group of old friends, Shen Mengjun picked up the microphone and closed his eyes slightly.

"The moment you and I overlap, we are on one side in an instant.

Fate floats with the wind, and fate will keep watch throughout this life.

The moment you and I stared at each other, tears fell in my heart. "

Her singing is melodious and slow, and it seems that she does not belong to this era where everything is moving forward at double speed.

But there also seems to be a kind of magic in this singing, which makes people slow down involuntarily.

There are vicissitudes in the singing, as if telling a story spanning decades. But more of it is calmness, not to care about after seeing all the prosperity of the world.

Following the unhurried singing, like lovers whispering on the bridge, like a delicate woman picking up pink and white singing, the old people present slightly closed their eyes.

"Grandpa Li! Have you seen my grandma?"

Amidst the singing, Xiaoyu, who was anxiously looking for grandma, walked into the activity room quickly.

"Shh! Don't yell!"

On the side, an old man stopped him immediately.

"Ah, this"

The next moment, hearing the singing on the stage, Xiaoyu, like all the men present, looked at the stage with his mouth wide open.

Not just on screen.

Countless netizens who looked at this picture and listened to the singing were stunned for a while;

"This song is so familiar, what's it called?"

""Where do we not meet in life". When this song became popular, I was still a young man."

"I'm not even a Huo Qingzi. It's an old song through and through."

"But, it's really nice to hear"

"Yeah, the singing is also good. It's great to sing a song like this, without exhaustion, without inexplicable shifting. It's like warming a pot of wine, pouring the fragrance of the past into the cup, raising your head, and entering the cup. Throat, warmed up and toiled. I'm so drunk"

"I don't know why, but there is always a feeling when listening to this kind of old song; that is, at a certain moment, someone says what you want to say for you. It's amazing"

"My mother loves to listen to this song. She always told me about it. People of your generation live too clearly. You can see the future at a glance, so you can't get any surprises or accidents. .We were confused about everything back then. We should get married and work, but now we have everything. When I hear this song, I think of her. I feel that she is an old song now"

"I'm crying, I'm begging Lord Xin to let Xiaoxiao record a full version! The soundtrack of this movie, I'm blowing it up!"

Amidst the barrage of barrage and comments, the video of the third act went to the last second.

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