The peak acting skills of the actor

Chapter 71 Howling from the depths of the soul

Cheng Feng looked helplessly at Xiaojie, his cheating cousin, curled his lips and said, "Damn! Don't order dishes that you don't know in the future!"

When Cheng Feng asked the waitress just now, he still had roasted white rice in his mouth, and Xiaojie was constantly holding the dish in his mouth with chopsticks.

When the young lady blushed and said Roast Baizi's real name, the two suddenly fell silent, looking at each other, seeing shock in each other's eyes!

With lightning speed, he quickly spit out the dish in his mouth.

This is probably the second dish that Cheng Feng dared not eat since the mouse dish. Thinking about the thing that he kept savoring in his mouth just now, Cheng Feng felt the creeps on his skin, and he was so scared to death!

As for the waitress at the side, when she turned and left the private room, Cheng Feng could clearly see her trembling shoulders.

If it weren't for her professionalism and consideration for the face of the guests, the young lady would have laughed out loud, and she would have laughed out loud after she left.

Xiaojie also complained quite a bit: "This... this restaurant is really real. I don't know how to inform customers when they order food."

"Okay, don't complain, eat everything, forget it, it's disgusting."

Xiaojie also nodded in agreement, and then continued: "Just now, I was thinking of ordering a golden grain meal and roasted white rice, but I finally chose this dish called roasted white rice. It's really unlucky!"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, what kind of food is it called golden grain meal?"

Xiaojie shook his head ignorantly and said, "I don't know, but I heard it's very expensive!"

"Forget it, I'll search with my phone first, I still have some money, if it's really delicious, it's fine!"

After Cheng Feng turned on his mobile phone and searched, he immediately closed the web page and warned seriously: "In the future, stay away from this thing called golden grain meal, don't even mention it, do you know it! I'm afraid there is no such thing in China!"

"For...for...why?"

"No reason, you better not know!"

Xiaojie tasted the Japanese food continuously, and in the end a large part of it was eaten by him. Cheng Feng was already full at home, and this meeting made him feel a little bit unappetizing, but after tasting each dish, he didn’t like it. move the chopsticks.

Then, seeing that Xiaojie had almost eaten, he immediately asked, "Xiaojie, what do you want from me? Didn't you come all the way here just to see me?"

Xiaojie nodded very seriously and said, "I...I...I'm currently working as an intern at a TV station. After knowing that you are my cousin, the station specifically asked me to see if I could invite you to participate in a charity event."

Cheng Feng nodded when he heard the words, and then asked: "You are here, how is the TV station doing?"

"Electric... electric... TV station, colleagues are very nice, and they take good care of newcomers like me. Brother Cheng Feng, can you help me? It's just that it's public welfare, so... so... so there's no money to take it."

Cheng Feng thought about it, his cousin had heard that he majored in media in college, but he didn't expect to actually join a TV station.

Apart from a bit of a stutter, my cousin is also kind and good-looking. Besides, my cousin just graduated from university this year. Although he is now an intern at a TV station, it is his first official job in his life to some extent.

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng nodded and agreed: "Yes, tell me what I can do?"

Xiaojie looked at Cheng Feng and carefully asked, "You...you...can you sing a little bit?"

Hearing the sudden shyness, Cheng Feng scratched his face with his hands, pouted and said with a smile: "It seems...it's not possible!"

"If you sing..." At this point, Xiaojie seemed to think of something, hurried out of the private room, and then brought the violin he had packed in the trunk of the car.

After a while, Xiaojie returned to the private room and said to Cheng Feng very seriously: "Because there are so many...people who don't know that he...they have talents themselves!"

"Well..." Cheng Feng looked at his cousin blankly.

Xiaojie pointed to Cheng Feng's round belly, and said seriously: "Your talent may be hidden in it.

Inside your bowels! "

"I'm afraid there's only feces in my intestines!"

Cheng Feng slandered secretly, curled his lips helplessly, he understood what his stuttering cousin meant.

"No, no, I mean, you need to get your talent out of your stomach..."

Looking at his stuttering cousin, who was dancing and trying to express himself, Cheng Feng helplessly scratched the tip of his forehead and said lazily: "You mean I want to use the talent in my belly Come out, don't you!"

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Feng rubbed his face with both hands, and complained helplessly: "I won't really go on stage in the end, let's do a show and sing!"

"Don't worry, I used to teach children to sing! Don't worry!"

"Oh~~~"

"Look!" Xiaojie suddenly howled, "Woo~~~"

Cheng Feng's lips twitched, and just about to whine, Xiaojie suddenly stopped, looked at Cheng Feng and said, "Look, this way...that's...okay!"

Xiaojie then took out the violin: "Wait a minute, let me try the violin."

After speaking, he played the violin, and a melodious sound of the violin sounded.

Cheng Feng looked at his cousin's performance, his eyelids twitched slightly, his eyebrows raised, and he was secretly surprised: "Fuck! This kid has a good musical quality! Why didn't I see it before!"

After Xiaojie finished playing, he adjusted the violin and said, "Well, it's ok, wait for us..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Feng interjected, "Just now I really wanted to write poetry, you know?"

"Working?!" Xiaojie looked at Cheng Feng in a daze when he heard the words.

"No! It's poetry!"

Only then did Xiaojie suddenly realize: "Oh! Make a poem!"

"Yup!"

"Then you do it!"

"Uh………………

What a poem!I'll just say that! "

Cheng Feng picked up the wine glass and took a sip of shochu to cover up his embarrassment, and slandered in his heart: "You son of a bitch, I'm trying to praise you for your good violin playing in a different way. You're so stupefied, you won't be able to get off the stage!"

Xiaojie didn't care, he held the violin in his arms, and said: "Brother Cheng Feng, I...I... want to see your timbre and see if you can sing a song, so I can give it to you Pick a song!"

"Hey! Do you want to play this violin in your arms?"

"sure!"

Immediately afterwards, Xiaojie played the violin like a guitar. Cheng Feng opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at Xiaojie's playing.

Xiaojie improvised and sang while playing: "Oh, me and you! La la la, here! La la la..."

Although it comes at your fingertips and there is no complete lyrics, the melody you can hum is really good.

After singing a song, Cheng Feng felt that his cousin was really good, so he hurriedly applauded.

Xiaojie felt a little embarrassed about this, and after Cheng Feng finished applauding, he said, "Brother Cheng Feng, I... I... I will give you an accompaniment first!"

"Well, it's...that's...see where your voice is?"

"Oh... alright!" Cheng Feng nodded helplessly in agreement.

Xiaojie then played the violin, and said while playing: "Use your feeling!"

Cheng Feng shook his head with the rhythm, almost humming.

"Aw... aw... aw..."

"Yes! Yes! Higher!" Xiaojie encouraged.

"what……!"

With a serious face, Xiaojie sighed through his nostrils and said, "The highest note!"

"Uh~~~"

"A little higher!"

"Aww~~~~~~~"

Xiaojie immediately stopped the accompaniment, and said helplessly: "Brother! So you...you...you are not modest! You really can't sing!"

(End of this chapter)