After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

   Chapter 943 Ear, what did it do wrong?

Song Mianmian and Jia Shengmao stopped. Not far away, Pei Hao, Zhou Zhou, Ji Yang, and Cheng Zhenyun heard Jia Shengmao composing poems and they surrounded him, but the mountain road was too narrow, so they could only stand in a row and watch eagerly. Jia Shengmao.

  The photographer at the end saw this picture, and recorded everyone standing in a row on the screen with a funny sense of seeing them sitting in rows and eating fruits.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were originally not interested in poems, which was an old hobby of old people, but seeing a crowd of star actors looking forward to it, they couldn’t help but begin to know what Jia Shengmao can make. curious.

  With curiosity, there is expectation. As the picture stretches, the lens sweeps across everyone's face, and the audience's expectation is stretched infinitely.

  After writing the last word, Jia Shengmao, who focused on writing poems, looked up comfortably, and then felt that something was not right around him. He looked strangely at the left and then at the right, "What are you doing?"

   "Naturally, I am waiting to appreciate your masterpiece." Cheng Zhenyun let out a sigh of relief in the palm of his hand after finishing speaking. It was obviously cold.

  Jia Shengmao saw this and realized that everyone had been guarding here for a while, just waiting for him, and suddenly his face blushed, "There is no need for this."

   "Yes, yes." Zhou Zhou was quite excited because he was with Pei Hao today and heard Jia Shengmao's words briskly shouting.

  The others nodded.

  Even Xing Shen, who is out of the camera, hooked his lips.

  Jia Shengmao glanced at Song Mianmian sadly when he saw this, this dead child, he just said casually, how did she attract so many people to him.

  Song Mianmian received Jia Shengmao's bitter eyes and urged with a smile, "Teacher Jia, hurry up, everyone is going to freeze."

   "You still know? Humph." Jia Shengmao snorted deliberately, then raised his phone and coughed slightly, "Then I will show my ugliness!"

   "Give it." Pei Hao teased.

  Jia Shengmao's face is even redder, but it is the old drama bones, which is still stable, "Listen well, cough! Ah..."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jia Shengmao just opened his mouth. Song Mianmian couldn't hold back Lei's cough recently. There were physiological tears in his eyes. Maybe he didn't expect Teacher Jia to write modern poems, and he just opened his mouth. The kind that gave her the illusion of returning to middle school.

  The movement of her caught the attention of others, Jia Shengmao also looked at her, Song Mianmian waved his hand hurriedly, "It's all right, Teacher Jia continue!"

  Generally, Jia Shengmao and the dean of the middle school looked at Song Mianmian with a slight disgust, and then he said again, and the others couldn't help it.

  Pei Hao has a pair of amber eyes that are slightly similar to Pei Zhengyang, with a smile, "Teacher Jia, you remind me of my elementary school Chinese teacher."

  The audience also laughed in the barrage, and did not forget to ask, "What did the elementary school Chinese teacher do wrong?"

Jia Shengmao was dissatisfied, "Don't laugh, do you know what it means to respect the teacher?" After saying that Jia Shengmao flipped his sleeves pretendingly, "Ah! Looking at Nanyue, the North Mountain is majestic; ah! The white snow is like floating clouds. Ah! The beginning of the snow. Sunny, Song Ling Yue moves...Ah..."

What is the poem that    wrote, everyone didn't even listen to a single word, and Jia Shengmao's yin and yang frustrated in his mind was in the single cycle.

  When Jia Shengmao finished the poem, the surrounding area was very quiet, and only the sound of falling snow could be heard because of the rustling wind.

  The barrage was also very quiet, until Yue Min urged everyone to continue in the earphones, everyone reacted, Ji Yang looked at Jia Shengmao complicatedly, "Mr. Jia's poem is good, and it makes people remember it."

   "Are there?" Cheng Zhenyun looked at Ji Yang sincerely.

   Zhou Zhou replied in a low voice, "Remembering one is a deep memory, right?"

  Song Mianmian looked at everyone, trying to speak but was uncontrollable, "Ah! That..."

  After she finished speaking, the scene finally couldn't help laughing, and the bullet screen was frantically swiping!

  Jia Shengmao looked at everyone, pretending to be dissatisfied, "Is my poem bad?"

  Everyone raised their thumbs together, and Pei Hao slowly added, “Compared to poems, I think Teacher Jia will perform a boulder on his chest next time.”

  I laughed crazy in the barrage, and kept asking, "What the **** did our ears do wrong?"

   Jia Shengmao gave a fake cough, "You don’t know how to appreciate."

  After talking about the variety effect achieved, I finally started to move on.

The Nanyue Mountain in winter is very cold, and the higher it gets, the colder it gets. After standing for a while, everyone is cold enough. Song Mianmian wears various warm clothes inside, and windproof and drought-resistant jackets outside, but he is still shaking slightly with cold. The tip of his nose and cheeks are red, looking tender and pink across the screen, attracting a wave of Yan Dog.

Xing Shen followed Song Mianmian, frowning deeper and deeper, and said something to the photographer. The next moment the photographer fell the lens on Jia Shengmao, and he put the military coat that the assistant handed him over Song Mianmian. Mianmian said, "Put it on."

  Song Mianmian weighed heavily on her body, and when she looked back at Xing Shen, she whispered, “No, it’s not convenient to climb the mountain and wear this one later.”

   "It's okay, it won't prevent you from getting off the hot spot for a while." Xing Shen couldn't refuse.

  There are many lenses and eyes around. Song Mianmian is not good at arguing with Xing Shen, so he can only nod his head to suppress the impulse to take off the general's coat.

Many people saw the interaction between the two, but everyone considered the situation in the morning, no one talked too much. The photographers also avoided the two sensibly, but the security officer Xiaofang on Song Mianmian's side was moving in their direction. After a few glances, I was reminded by the photographer and stopped talking.

  Pei Hao, who was forced to pick up Ye Dan's character, saw this, "Mr. Xing, it makes no sense to favor one and the other, right?"

Xing Shen glanced at Pei Hao and didn’t move, because he was temporarily interested in climbing, and everyone only carried simple luggage. His coat was separately prepared for Song Mianmian, and he could see that Pei Hao and Ye Dan had a close relationship. This is obviously explained.

  Because he hates Ye Dan, Xing Shen doesn't even have a good impression of Pei Hao.

  Song Mianmian was very embarrassed to be caught in the middle. Suddenly, he thought of something and opened his backpack, and then turned out a red cloak, which Ye Dan prepared for her before.

  Compared with the military coat, the cloak in her hand is warm and beautiful. Song Mianmian tried to keep the smiling general coat off in the cold wind and handed it to Xing Shen, "I can wear this."

  Xing Shen looked at the military coat Song Mianmian handed over, as well as the embarrassed and apologetic smile on her face. Layers of coldness grew in her heart. Is he inferior to that man after all?

   "Xing Shen..." Song Mianmian didn't see Xing Shen picking up his coat for a long time, his fingertips were numb in the cold wind, and he whispered the other party's name.

  Xing Shen recalled seeing Song Mianmian's red fingers, and he took it in his heart.

  Song Mianmian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then tied the big red and white fluffy antique cloak, and instantly the coldness on his body was repelled. The photographer who caught the movement here hurriedly pointed the camera at Song Mianmian.

  Out of professional habit, Song Mianmian smiled at the camera and instantly blended in.

  Xing Shen looked slightly startled, the photographer's eyes were full of surprises, and the bullet screen was filled with saliva.

Ye Dan's Yuguang caught a glimpse of the woman standing on the cyan slate steps with a red cloak in the camera. Behind her are the snow-covered mountains. She stood there casually, like a fairy who accidentally broke into the mortal world. , The indispensable thing of beauty.

  Rao was used to seeing Song Mianmian's face, at this moment Ye Dan still couldn't control his slightly throbbing heart.

  …………

  Good night~

  (End of this chapter)