Chapter 205: Wudi Jiaowa conquers the national male **** 21
Although Mu Jin wrote very quickly, he was meticulous and did not dare to be sloppy.
Mu's family was very strict, and if he was clever and lazy, his grandfather and uncle who had always doted on him would punish him.
It's not like beating or scolding, Mu Jin has always been well-behaved, and no one is willing to touch his finger.
But the model aircraft and various electronic products he likes are about to be detained.
Now there are more things. If Mu Jin is naughty, Mu Tianze will not take him to Cheng's martial arts hall.
After hurriedly finishing her homework, Mu Jin stared at the alarm clock, there were still 10 minutes before "Unique" started broadcasting, so she slowly closed her notebook and went downstairs happily.
Downstairs, Mu Tianze was drinking tea and chatting with Mr. Mu, one with a stern look and the other with a majesty, and he looked like a family.
The old man is seventy-eight this year. He is in good health and spirit. His eyes widen, and ordinary people will inevitably have weak legs.
After Mu Jin went downstairs, he called out, "Hello, great grandfather, hello little uncle."
Then I turned on the TV and tuned to the channel that broadcasts the "unique" game.
The TV was loud, and the host was witty and humorous, but inevitably a bit kitsch.
Mr. Mu frowned and said unhappily, "A Jin, don't watch these messes, watch more learning channels."
Mu Jin put the remote control on the table, ran to the old man Mu's side and hugged his arm coquettishly: "Grandpa, the heroine sister who saved me is going to a TV competition, I want to watch it."
Hearing what the great-grandson said, Mr. Mu turned his head to look at Mu Tianze and asked, "How is the person who rescued A Jin, have you checked it out?"
Mu Tianze put down the tea cup and nodded slightly: "Grandpa, don't worry, the person who rescued Ah Jin is called Cheng Yao, the heir of Cheng's martial arts hall, and his character is fairly decent."
If Haofeng stood here and listened to the young master's praise of Cheng Yao's character, he would definitely be shocked.
Hearing her uncle compliment Cheng Yao, Mu Jin raised her chest proudly: "Grandpa, sister chivalrous woman is very powerful, she can beat a small—"
"cough."
Mu Tianze coughed lightly, and this ghost Mu Jin changed his words halfway: "I have beaten the villain, the bad guy, and several times by one person."
"Is it that great?"
It is said that after the next generation, the grandson grew up in the blink of an eye, and his feelings became more and more introverted. Mr. Mu devoted all his love to his great-grandson.
He deliberately teased Mu Jin, but he was not teasing, and eagerly explained to Cheng Yao.
"Next, there is player No. 7, player Cheng Yao from Cheng's Martial Arts Hall in Nancheng!"
Mu Jin opened his eyes wide and stopped talking, while Old Man Mu and Mu Tianze also looked at them at will.
When the spotlight hit her, countless gazes gathered towards her, and thunderous applause sounded, a wonderful feeling rose in Shu Ange's heart.
No stage fright, no fear, she calmly introduced herself under the flashlight, and then under the guidance of the host, she began to show her extraordinaryness.
The host was full of witty words, and Shu Ange held the mob comfortably, which made the audience laugh out loud.
What she is going to perform this time is sword dancing. Since the decline of martial arts, there are very few people who can use swords well. The beautiful art of sword dancing is on the verge of being lost.
Occasionally someone performs a sword dance, and their wrists are so soft that they can't use any strength. There is no sword-like beauty like a rainbow, and it only makes people feel pretentious.
Since the establishment of "Unique", it is not that no one has performed sword dancing, but the other party's specialty is dancing. The judges are more tolerant and let it go.
But Shu Ange's previous specialties have always been related to martial arts, and the audience is looking forward to what kind of performance she can bring.
(I'm so sleepy, it's been raining recently, and I can't type the mental code...)