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"Dad, three cups of mocha, and what was the breakfast you said last time? Smoked fish, what else? Three servings! More, I'm hungry."

His unpretentious ordering made Dad smile even happier.

"Got it, by the way, little girl, would you like to try our butter roll?"

"..." On Tuesday, English was anxious to see what the old man was saying to himself with a smile on his face, he quickly waved his hand, and then seemed to feel rude again, bowed again, and shrank behind Liu Han.

"She's not very good at English, Dad."

...

Qiao Zhengqi's English is also very good, so the three of them chatted very happily, but they couldn't understand anything on Tuesday, and they couldn't help but feel short of breath. But soon she was attracted by the aroma of mocha and the traditional Norwegian cuisine.

Food is common. After tasting the smoked fish sandwich on Tuesday, her eyes turned into crescent crescents.

...

After eating, Alan Walker brought three people to his small rental room. The originally small space became even narrower after 4 people were squeezed.

But fortunately, the four of them are not picky people. So, when Alan Walker adjusted the recording equipment, he handed the earphones and microphone to Tuesday, who was restrained because of the language barrier. The meaning is obvious.

"Try it, sister-in-law..."

On Tuesday, I put on my headphones in a daze, and held Shure's MS58 dynamic microphone (actually S Aimu. A classic dynamic microphone, you can try it if you like to sing).

When the microphone was in his hand, Tuesday's old confidence returned. But she was at a loss again immediately, because Alan handed herself a piece of paper that seemed to contain lyrics.

And Tuesday, who was anxious in English, looked at the scribbled handwriting on it, and was completely at a loss.

...

Although Qiao Zhengqi and Ai Lan are very professional in this aspect, the pronunciation of the two fools has become the main problem. After reluctantly singing 4 lines of lyrics, Alan forced him to stop.

"HAN, she has a good voice, but the language is..."

Liu Han looked at Ailan's expression and nodded with some understanding. Then he gently hugged the somewhat lost Tuesday, and said to Ailan:

"The voice is just fine. You don't have to worry about the language. Give me some time to make sure it's all right."

After hearing Liu Han's words, Alan Walker nodded gratefully.

Now that this matter has been confirmed, then it is time for Qiao Zhengqi's performance. He smiled and took out an all-English contract, glanced at Liu Han and said to Ai Lan:

"Mr. Walker, let's talk about the suitability of your contract..."

...

Out of trust in Liu Han, Alan Walker, who was somewhat stunned, asked his concerns and got a perfect answer from Qiao Zhengqi. With a stroke of his pen, he became the second signatory of the Banana Project.

Then, according to the customs of the celestial dynasty, of course you have to go to dinner. Qiao Zhengqi and Alan Walker walked slowly in front, while Liu Han gently followed Tuesday's hand.

Feeling the tenderness of his lover, he suddenly clenched his fists, who had been in a low mood.

Chapter 259 Thirty years in Hedong, don't bully the poor

After eating at noon, Tuesday, who had been silent for a while, suddenly told everyone that he was tired and wanted to go back to rest.

Except for Ai Lan's head, Liu Han and Qiao Zhengqi are both good people. Looking at her, they know that some people must have been hit, so Liu Han nodded to the two of them, and after talking directly He bowed his head and said nothing and left the restaurant first.

Walking into the street, the cold wind made people shrink their necks. After seeing the tip of Tuesday's nose gradually turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, Liu Han said with some distress:

"How about we take a taxi back?"

She shook her head on Tuesday, and she felt more natural when there was no one else around.

"I want to go home, baby."

Looking at the depressed two fools, Liu Han suddenly laughed.

"Are you already eager to put your wings on and fly back to China, and then sign up for a foreign language class...?"

Tuesday nodded vigorously.

"That's right! It's like being divorced by someone else~ You know?"

"Bribery?" Liu Han raised his eyebrows.

But the two fools who know nothing about power are still thinking about themselves.

"That's right, because I was a waste of wood, I was divorced by others. No, I have to tell this kid named Alan Walker now, thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, don't bully the poor boy! "

"Eh?" Liu Han hurriedly grabbed her, and then said funny:

"After you've finished speaking, what are you going to do if you get divorced?"

After thinking for a while on Tuesday, the hand holding Liu Han's arm became directly inserted into Liu Han's pocket and held together with his warm hand.

"Of course I'm going to slap him in the face! I'm the protagonist of the waste wood flow! One day, the old lady will slap him in the face with a fluent English film! But, where is my golden-fingered grandpa?"

Looking at the sometimes convulsive, sometimes imaginative, and sometimes mentally retarded Tuesday, although Liu Han didn't know what she said, he really understood the word "gold finger".

"Cough cough!"

Liu Han's cough immediately attracted the attention of the two fools. And after thinking for a while, she immediately asked cautiously:

"Medicine... Yao Lao?"

"Check out, meow meow meow?"

...

So, after returning to the hotel on Tuesday, who was exuding the vitality of a girl again, he jumped on Liu Han's body, pecked his face like a kitten, and said coquettishly:

"Just say it, why is it always mysterious, you don't talk about the schedule for coming to Norway this time, and as a grandfather, you don't tell me how to open the golden finger, what are you going to do..."

Liu Han didn't say a word, just carefully savoring the unique fragrance of the two fools, his eyes suddenly turned red. But soon he seemed to think of something, and quickly restrained his actions.

"It's kept secret for now, but as long as you know, I will arrange everything, don't worry. Okay?"

Looking at Liu Han's gentle face on Tuesday, he became a fan girl again.

...

"Hey, how's it going? The technology has risen, right?" The revived two fools got out of the quilt, like a cat waiting for the owner's praise.

It's a pity that Liu Dashao is a person who doesn't understand the style.

"Don't talk, go brush your teeth..."