Chapter 1480

The mouth says no, but the body is very honest. It's about man Wanyan.

Song Zhenzhen went to old man Wanyan and said, "I heard from Jiatai that you were very powerful when you were young, didn't you?"

Old man Wanyan's shrugged eyelids suddenly stretched round: "that's necessary. Who in the whole west Asia doesn't recognize me? Even the old ghost of the Jiang family has to greet me with 'brother Wanyan'."

"Yes, it used to be so brilliant. Why does it become so unpopular now?"

"It's really annoying of you to talk like this, you know?" Old man Wanyan felt pretty good. He retired from the front line and played every day. Although it was not as beautiful as before, at least he lived comfortably and smoothly.

When I told her this, my heart suddenly fell empty. It's not a good taste.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to expose your scar. I just want you to recognize the reality again."

"Can you change the subject? Don't always ask me to recognize the reality. Don't I recognize it clearly enough?"

Seeing that the atmosphere has been almost set off, song Zhenzhen began to get to the point: "you know, the culprit leading to all this is time. The era you created has been mercilessly left behind by time. Now we only know that those who are standing in front of us, such as Wei Shaoyong, Lou tianqin and park Shixun..."

"I bah, what are they? I had to hang more than they combined." Old man Wanyan said angrily.

Song Zhenzhen was full of sympathy: "but no matter how you hang, it's all in the past. Just like our stars, as long as there is no exposure, it's no play."

Old man Wanyan was depressed: "yes, it's all in the past."

"According to me, you just lack a platform, a platform that can show yourself."

Song Zhenzhen's words inexplicably lit up the darkness in the eyes of master Wanyan.

He was surprised: "what do you mean?"

Song Zhenzhen said very seriously, "I now have a chance to let the audience know you again. Do you want to?"

"What opportunity?"

"Jiang Xiaomi's company's annual meeting will be held and uploaded to the Internet. As long as you are a guest in the past, the national audience will know that you are the mining king who has become the richest man in West Asia."

After his eyes flickered for a few times, old man Wanyan waved his hand hurriedly: "Oh, no, I haven't been on TV for decades. I can't do it."

Song Zhenzhen took out the phone: "in that case, I'll tell Jiang Xiaomi that you won't go."

Old man Wanyan carried his body on his back and said, "if you don't go, you can't go. At an old age, you can't stand such a big toss. You'd better drink tea at home and watch TV."

"It's said that Grandpa Wei was also very good when he was young. Just give this place to Grandpa Wei."

Old man Wanyan rubbed his face and said, "what are you talking about?"

Song Zhen said slowly, "give grandpa Wei the chance? What's the matter?"

Old man Wanyan said angrily, "bah - why give it to him?"

The little woman said weakly, "but you can't say it yourself."

"Who said I wouldn't go? I'm old. Can't I be hypocritical?"

Song Zhenzhen shook his mobile phone: "well... I said Oh, don't go back on your word."

"Who repents, who grandchildren."

"Grandpa, there's another thing to explain. In the past, you have to perform a show, can you?"

"Hmm? And a show?" Old man Wanyan's eyes revealed surprise and seemed to retreat.

"Let me ask Jiang Xiaomi. Wait a minute."

After the call, song Zhenzhen ran over in a panic: "Grandpa, it's not good. Master Wei took the first step and grabbed the last place. He also said he wanted to dance dai dance."

Old man Wanyan stood up and said, "he's all on?"

Song Zhenzhen nodded regretfully, "I'm calling slowly. Grandpa, why don't you watch TV at home? It's the same."

Others may as well, but the opportunity was robbed by the Wei family. Old man Wanyan felt a serious psychological imbalance.

"Really, you are so familiar with Xiaomi. Tell me and see if you can make room for me?"

Song Zhenzhen restrained her inner joy and pretended to be embarrassed: "but you don't have any talent. You don't have your share in the past."

"Who said I wouldn't?"

"What do you know?"

Speaking of his talent, old man Wanyan's expression suddenly became arrogant: "I've won a prize for singing."

Song Zhenzhen was shocked: "can you still sing?"

"That's, who didn't have two brushes when I was young? I tell you, I can sing any song, popular, classical, opera... All at my fingertips."

Wanyan Jiatai came down from upstairs and couldn't help laughing when he heard the conversation between his wife and grandpa: "Grandpa, you can pull it down. My father said you can't have five tones!"

"He farts!"

"Don't shout at me. My father said it, or you'll go to my father." The prince lay on the handrail of the stairs and blew a kiss to his wife.

Song Zhenzhen grabs him in the air and kisses him back.

The prince raised his chin and sniffed greedily in the air, as if to suck all the kisses thrown by song Zhenzhen into his body.

Seeing the couple show their love across the air, old man Wanyan's face is full of contempt. He has the ability to show his love in front of me. Is it interesting or not?

Wang Dahai hasn't heard anything yet, and Wanyan Jiatai doesn't dare to touch song Zhenzhen easily. In order to restrain the growing "beast" in his body, he can only rely on these sweet little games to interact.

"Grandpa, why don't you sing me a song?" Song Zhenzhen suggested.

"Now?"

"Of course." Song Zhen was afraid of his shyness and hurriedly encouraged him: "it's all right. Jiatai and I are our own people."

Old man Wanyan stood up slowly and smoothed the folds of his clothes with a sense of ceremony: "I sang. You'll make do without accompaniment."

Wanyan Jiatai put his hand behind his ear and made a posture of listening: "sing, I'm listening."

As soon as old man Wanyan opened his voice, Jianxiong squatting on the ground turned and ran away.

"The bitter sand makes my face ache, like my father's scolding, my mother's crying... Uh huh... Eerie... Eerie, Hei, hei..."

"Puff --"

The prince seemed to be stimulated by something, and his feet slipped and rolled down the stairs.

Immersed in the song, old man Wanyan was startled: "Jiatai -"

Song Zhenzhen hurriedly ran to help her husband: "are you okay? Ah? Did you fall there?"

Wanyan Jiatai stumbled up from the ground and asked, "Grandpa... The song you just sang is called water ghost, isn't it?"

"Smelly boy, what water ghost, it's a sailor!"

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