Chapter 29.1 - Attending Wind blows pants’ wedding 3
Wind blows pants saw Mu Cheng’s face and felt it was extremely familiar.
Every day, when he signed in to play, Mu Cheng’s face would be hung on the sign in page.
He saw his face even more than he saw his wife’s face.
Afterwards, Spirit Road came up with a poll for the next spokesperson.
Little Tang poem ran around the whole world, advertising for Tang Xiao and chased him for ages.
Every day, he’d get marketed about how Tang Xiao was so, so good.
Wind blows pants couldn’t take it any more and voted for Tang Xiao.
Who knew that little Tang poem didn’t stop there, he even got sent Tang Xiao’s photos and forced him to compliment, compliment hard!
Compliment her exaggeratedly!
During that time, even in his dreams, Wind blows pants, saw Tang Xiao’s face.
He saw her face even more than he saw his wife’s face.
So it was these two peoples’ faces who were even more hardworking than his wife"s’ face, that appeared at his wedding.
Wind blows pants’ mind short circuited.
His new wife stood by his side and excitedly pinched Wind blows pants’ arm to show how excited she was.
The two people in front of them was Tang Xiao and Mu Cheng.
“I just wanted to ask, your wedding, are you lacking amateur singers?” Mu Cheng gave a polite smile.
The new wife suddenly was unsettled.
If it wasn’t for her wearing a wedding dress right now, she would’ve jumped on Mu Cheng and begged for a signature, begged for a hug.
Wind blows pants was dumbstruck and didn’t understand his meaning, shook his head. “I’ve already invited professional signers.”
“That way, then having an extra two amateur singers, Tang Xiao and I, should be fine, right?”
Mu Cheng spoke and Wind blows pants was completely dumbstruck this time.
His mind was just left with “What the h.e.l.l?”
As it rolled around in his mind.
He paused and then reacted, questioningly, “Are you guys here to record a program?”
“No, if it isn’t convenient …”
Wind blows pants immediately cut him off, “It’s convenient! I’ve rented concert-worthy sound equipment so just sing however you like! Also, what are your performance fees?”
“Just a meal.”
Mu Cheng and Tang Xiao were then organised to sit at Xiao Lin’s table.
Originally, ten people at a table was a bit tight fitting, and now there were an extra two people.
Xia Ziyang stood up to let Mu Cheng sit and Xiao Lin dragged a chair over for Tang Xiao too.
Twelve people sat on a table with Tang Xiao squeezed in between Xiao Lin and Mu Cheng.
Mu Cheng very considerately pushed his chair back a bit and turned to the side, leaving a bit of room for Tang Xiao.
“Thank you.” Tang Xiao said gratefully.
Mu Cheng looked at her deeply. “It’s nothing, in a short while, you might have to go to the bathroom soon so I’m leaving you a bit of s.p.a.ce.”
Tang Xiao: ????
Ranzhi weren’t too surprised at Mu Cheng’s appearance but j.a.panese Rose were very excited to see him.
Mu Cheng knocked the table, “Sorry, previously I thought that this table might have had people from different guilds so I let Ziyang come first. I’m Mu Cheng.”
Tang Xiao was still wondering about the phrase before.
Following Mu Cheng’s words, she spoke, “I’m Tang Xiao.”
Mu Cheng’s huge bomb quickly followed.
“I am Su Muzhe.”
The whole table was quiet, dead quiet.
I am Su Muzhe.
Am Su Muzhe.
Su Muzhe.
……
F****, f****, f****
My G.o.d, my G.o.d, my G.o.d
Tang Xiao was already completely dead.
Her mind was exploding.
What did he just say?
He was who?
Who????
Su Muzhe??
She already wanted to flip the table, eat at what wedding banquet?
Why don’t you guys eat little Tang poem, instead?!!!
Hear what song!!!
I’ll live stream myself eating p.o.o.p for your enjoyment, okay!
Play what game!
Just come play little Tang poem!
It’s fun and very interesting!
Tang Xiao already wanted to kneel down and howl, what crime did she commit!
Why was she going further along the road of eating p.o.o.p!
Right now, her mood was like if she ate several pounds of p.o.o.p and that p.o.o.p was last year’s old-aged p.o.o.p.
Tang Xiao already wanted to die.
Silence was this year’s Cambridge, Nanjing big bridge, Changjiang big bridge.
Ranzhi that group, seemed to have already knew beforehand and weren’t surprised at all.
Tang Xiao looked calm on the surface but underneath, she was already a boiling mess.
She suddenly stood up, “That, you guys continue to chat, I need to go to the bathroom for a bit.”
Just then, the s.p.a.ce that Mu Cheng nudged out, was just right for Tang Xiao to easily pa.s.s through and head to the bathroom.
Mu Cheng didn’t stop her, instead, he just looked at her warmly and considerately.
After she’d run a bit, he even nicely called out, “The bathroom’s to your right, slow down a bit.”
Tang Xiao was so scared that she nearly tripped.
He was threatening her!
She went all the way up the stairs and ran to her room before she hugged the toilet and started to ponder life.
These coincidences, in a novel, would be the beginning signs of a peaceful live for the male and female leads!
But she’s little Tang poem.
The little Tang poem that’s always courting death and never learns her lessons.
So these signs to her, were a sign that her extremely hair-raising life was about to begin!
If Mu Cheng and the others knew that she was little Tang poem, they’d remember the old hatred with new hatred, without waiting for Mu Cheng to strike first, even a.s.sistant Xia would first chop her down.
After Tang Xiao legt, this emperor grew extremely curious about her.
This emperor, “Ah! Little Tang poem, if you’re Tang Xiao’s a.s.sistant, then isn’t Tang Xiao your boss? In game, didn’t you say that your boss was the perverts of all perverts. But I think Tang Xiao’s pretty alright, she doesn’t seem bossy at all?”
Xiao Lin suddenly felt like Tang Xiao was really pitiful, to get shot even lying down like that.
“Maybe my … boss …. also has a split personality?” She really couldn’t keep track of her lies!!
She was about to get caught!!
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TL note:
Silence was this year’s Cambridge, Nanjing big bridge, Changjiang big bridge - no clue what this is. It references a famous poet Xu Zhimo’s poem where they say goodbye at Cambridge and the poem’s depressing about how the crickets give him silence. And then some other random guy was crossing a bridge at Nanjing city where the Changjiang (Yangtze river) flows through?
“you might have to go to the bathroom soon so I’m leaving you a bit of s.p.a.ce.”
MU CHENG YOU SNAKE. (considerate snake)
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