Chapter 38

Chu Xuan followed the guests to mushroom house and found that although it was not comparable to his own bamboo house, it also had a special charm. The most important thing was "popularity" and "human flavor".

In the courtyard, two small dogs chase and play, the contemplative lantern stands erect, the eavesdropping lamb "Baa Baa" calls, and the chirping sound of chicks foraging.

Everything seems so beautiful and harmonious, let people's mentality relax at once.

The weather is fine tonight. The moon is high and the spring breeze is intoxicated. People are sitting in the courtyard with chairs and benches. A pot of hot tea and a bag of melon seeds are placed on the wooden table in front of them.

Everyone talked and laughed. Chuxuan listened silently without interrupting. He just listened to other people's stories and felt that life was very good.

"It's so boring to just chat. Shall we each perform a show?" He Jiong suggested to everyone.

"I think so. Everyone will perform a show, even if it's a mushroom house party." Huang Lei agrees with both hands. The dry chat is really boring.

Zhao Xiaogu and others have no opinion, only Chu Xuan's expression of watching the opera. He always feels that Huang Lei is so active in trying to figure out who he is. In fact, he gave chuxuan this person in his previous life, which is unforgettable.

"Mr. Chu, don't laugh. You'll have to perform a show later." Huang Lei sees chuxuan snickering. He sweeps his eyes and says faintly.

Chuxuan's face was confused, pointing to his face and saying, "am I not a guest? What's the idea of having guests perform? "

Huang leicai didn't eat that. He said with a smile, "all the guests in our mushroom house are going to work in the field. Can't you perform too much?"

Chuxuan is speechless. He knew he would not come. What is his performance? Can't he dance a set of swordsmanship?

"Well! Any show will do, right? " Chu Xuan also is not good to refute other people's face, had no choice but to curl his mouth to ask.

"It's better to be your own unique skill. Can you dance the sword again?" Huang Lei said with a smile that he really couldn't forget Chu Xuan's swordsmanship and wanted to see it again.

Chu Xuan refused directly and said, "no, the sword must be killed when it comes out of its sheath, and it will not be performed."

Liu Dahua curled his lips and sarcastically said, "the key is that you can't do anything else! If you don't dance the sword, can you still sing? "

Chu Xuan didn't say anything. He always felt that the goods were always aimed at himself. Other guests thought that Liu Dahua's words were a little too much, and they all glared at him fiercely.

"It's OK. Xiaoxuan can perform anything he wants." He Jiong is quick to break the embarrassment, which can be regarded as a relief for Chu Xuan.

But Chu Xuan can't swallow this tone. Why do you hate me? Who are you?

"No, I'll sing!" Chuxuan indifferent way.

"Good! Let's play two to one! Let's see who can sing well and let everyone vote. How about it? Dare you compare it? " After all, Liu Dahua was born as a singer, so he naturally had inexplicable self-confidence when facing Chu Xuan.

In his opinion, singing better than chuxuan, a plain man, is absolutely within his grasp. He just shows his musical talent to the audience and shows off in front of the female guests. He is naturally willing to kill three birds with one stone.

When people heard this, they all looked gloomy. They thought that Liu Dahua was a bit bullying. You are a professional singer, but you want to compare singing with a simple person. Why don't you go and compare sword skills or medical skills with Chu Xuan?