The Legendary Salted Fish of Longing Life

Chapter 59: Six Steps into Poetry The Legend of Life Longing for Salted Fish Chapter 59 Six Steps into Poetry. 　　 The mushroom house at night is quiet.

With Chen He's speechless acting skills, the courtyard seemed to become even colder.

Even the director Wang Zhengyu couldn't bear to look straight.

Is this Chen He really a genius?

No, it should be a natural stupid.

The audience in the live room burst into laughter.

"Chen He wants to be so funny, this is a laugh."

"Originally, Chen He was trying to pretend to be forced. If he succeeded for the first time, then Chen He should have figured out what he was going to say."

"I want to know what statements Chen He has prepared."

"Chen He, rest in peace. Your excuse is too obvious. If you flash to your waist, you can stand with your hands like a poet. Are you planning to chant poems?"

"Chen He, depending on your state, do you want to chant a poem." Lin Heng seemed to have telepathy, and said what the audience said.

"Reciting poems, what's the problem?" Chen He took a few steps, "In ancient times, Cao Zhi made a poem in seven steps, I will make a poem in six steps now.",

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

The cold sweat on Chen He's head came out.

Now he realized that it seemed really difficult to write poetry.

but.

"Chen He, it's six steps." He Jiong smiled.

He wanted to see how the weird Chen He would respond.

"Yes." Chen He said, "Tianba Dongba Tua, I'm really a genius."

"..." The audience was quiet again.

"Hengheng, do you feel so cold?" He Jiong looked around.

"Yeah, it seems that the temperature has suddenly dropped a lot. I don't know why, is the weather abnormal?" Lin Heng cooperated.

"Yes, Lei Lei's cold jokes didn't make me feel so cold." He Jiong rubbed his arms.

"I said, what does this have to do with me." Huang Lei vomited.

Why didn't he talk about him unknowingly, it should be Chen He.

"Haha, Lin Heng, Teacher He, don't you guys be so funny." Di Lieba hugged her belly and laughed.

"My poem should not be so bad," Chen He said helplessly.

He couldn't do a poem in seven steps, so he could barely say what he said just now.

"I'll give it a try." Dilraba was excited, walked over and picked up the axe and swung it down gently.

There was a "pop".

The axe fell from the firewood and let the firewood fly out.

"Snapped"

The axe stuck on the thick wood, which was caused by insufficient strength.

"Lin Heng, what are the techniques for chopping wood, please give me a guide." Dilireba said spoiledly.

"Okay, first stand on the ground with your feet spread apart, and your legs bend slightly." Lin Heng came to Di Lieba and corrected Di Lieba's problem.

Inaccurate posture will reduce the sight and strength of chopping wood.

To be precise.

Even for women, there is no problem with smaller firewood.

"Then hold the axe in both hands and lean forward slightly." Lin Heng grabbed Di Lieba's arm.

"Yeah." Dili Reba turned red, and felt safe and satisfied by Lin Heng's side.

"I always feel that there is another inexplicable atmosphere." He Jiong shook his head.

"Still the familiar taste." Huang Lei said helplessly.

"Teacher He, Teacher Huang, or let's go back to the house." Chen He looked up at the sky, "I always feel that we are superfluous."

The voice of "click" sounded on Dilraba's side.

With the help of Lin Heng, Di Lieba succeeded in chopping wood.

"Lin Heng, I succeeded." Di Lieba jumped happily, "I will try again."

"Okay, remember what I said to you just now." Lin Heng nodded.

In the following few times, although Di Lieba did not succeed every time, the chance of success has also become very high.

But not only He Jiong, they felt the sweet taste.

Even the viewers of the live broadcast have this feeling.

Lin Heng and Di Lieba's CP feeling is really becoming more and more obvious.

Fortunately, such a sweet chopping of firewood soon came to an end.

Lin Heng and others returned to the house one after another.

As night fell, the temperature outside gradually decreased.

Inside the mushroom house.

"To be honest, why haven't the guests of tomorrow call yet, aren't they ordering food?" Chen He said strangely.

According to his situation, the program team should ask the guests to call in the evening, so that they have time to prepare the dishes.

"Yeah, the time should come too." He Jiong said strangely.

They have to ask the guests to call them, and then they can arrange the dishes of the Manchu Banquet.

"It's not that the director's team is doing something wrong." Huang Lei asked in confusion.

For example, the director team will not allow tomorrow's guests to come. In this way, the dishes they cook can be reduced a lot.

When the director Wang Zhengyu saw this situation, he wanted to make a call, because he was wronged.

There are a few guests tomorrow, but they are very special. He doesn't have the right to decide whether the other party will come.

"Jingle Bell."

The voice of the landline suddenly sounded.

"Guests are here." He Jiong and the others looked at each other, and then walked towards the room on the landline side.

They need to confirm whether it is a guest this time.

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