"You two, you had a great time."
Sunny suddenly appeared at the kitchen entrance and teased.
Kim Jisoo is thin-skinned, and the ridicule in Sunny's live words is obvious, which makes her a little shy, but Yang Mo doesn't have any shy thoughts, and doesn't care: "You ignore me again, why don't we chat?"
” "Don't," Sunny refused, "it's no fun to talk to you, either don't talk or laugh at us." ” "It really makes me sad, after all, you are so cute, and I am sad to be rejected by you."
Yang Mo's tone was plain, and he looked very insincere at first glance.
"Could you please be a little more serious next time you say that?"
Sunny looked at Yang Mo's flat face and couldn't help but complain.
Yang Mo looked over, his face was indifferent, and he said in a deadly tone: "I was hurt by you, and I can't say anything affectionate anymore." ” "Poof," Sunny couldn't help but spray, pointing at Yang Mo and shouting, "Yang Mo, you're so disgusting!"
” "Really?"
"Very true!"
"That's you......
Well.
Yang Mo's words were cut off stiffly, obviously there was something behind it, but it was truncated by Yang Mosheng.
Knowing that Yang Mo might not be able to say good things, Sunny still couldn't help but moths to the fire: "What are you?"
” "You know."
Yang Mo means that you know why I suddenly didn't say it, because maybe, there is nothing good to say.
"How do I know what you mean."
There is a big deviation between Sunny's understanding and Yang Mo's understanding.
"This is the generation gap."
Sunny was stunned for a moment, and immediately became furious: "Are you talking about my old age, even using the word generation gap!"
” "Jisoo can understand me, Jisoo, the orange peel is smooth."
"I still like oranges with a little wrinkled skin, which is sweeter."
Kim Jisoo took over the conversation and said seriously.
Sunny looked at Yang Mo, then at Kim Ji-so, and turned around silently, these two people can't communicate at all, where is this all about, what do you think?
"Ah, Sunny's back is so beautiful."
Yang Mo suddenly sighed.
Hearing Yang Mo's words, Sunny immediately turned around and looked at him vigilantly: "What conspiracy do you have?"
” "Isn't it good to praise you?"
"Suddenly boasting about people, there is absolutely no good thing!"
Yang Mo smiled: "You're too nervous, I'm just relaxing the atmosphere." ” "It's getting more tense."
Sunny complained.
"Well," Yang Mo pursed his lips, "Then let's not talk about it, let's go out, after staying here for so long, it's time to go out." ” Yang Mo was going out to meet everyone, and he didn't have the intention of hiding in the kitchen, because the conversation outside made him feel uncomfortable, but it was not a way to blindly hide.
When Yang Mo and the three of them went out, several people outside were performing their own personal skills, adding a little joke and atmosphere to everyone's first party, and Cao Shiho, who was performing, saw Yang Mo come out and immediately came over and pulled him and said: "Yang Mo, everyone has performed a show, you can also have one." ” "Me?
What can I perform?
Yang Mo was puzzled.
"Whatever, if you like it, you can sing and dance."
Cao Shiho said unintentionally.
"Singing doesn't work."
It was Sunny who spoke, and she still has a psychological shadow on Yang Mo's singing.
Yang Mo glanced at her, and took advantage of the situation to start talking: "Then let's perform a show, the show is called Sunny who sings ugly." ” Everyone looked at him, and then at Sunny, what he said was very puzzling, is Sunny singing hard to listen to?
It's so good.
Obviously, Yang Mo's words caused Sunny's anger: "Yang Mo, do you think my singing is hard to listen to?"
” "No," Yang Mo explained, "your singing is definitely good, but what does it look like when you sing ugly?"
” "Can it be used as a performance if it doesn't sound good?"
Yu Zeyan said with a smile.
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"It's actually a vocal cord mimicry."
Yang Mo said, cleared his throat, tried it in Sunny's voice, and then began to sing.
"Uh-" Everyone was silent for a while, Yang Mo can cause this effect every time he sings, after all, minus twenty points of singing skills is not a joke.
When Yang Mo was singing, he saw that everyone's expressions were sluggish, frowning, and trying to maintain expression management only to linger, and some people reached out several times to stop him, but why did he have a sense of powerlessness, as if he couldn't move if he didn't finish singing.
Fortunately, Yang Mo knew that he would accept it when he saw it, and he finished singing for less than a minute, looked at the sluggish crowd in front of him, smiled slightly, and walked to the corner and sat down.
After singing the song, everyone looked ahead blankly, and then let out a long breath, all looked at Yang Mo, and couldn't speak for a while, but silence is better than sound, everything is silent.
"Yang Mo, you are amazing!"
After a long time, Cao Shiho said quietly.
"It hasn't changed at all."
Sunny chimed in.
In the face of everyone's "sigh", Yang Mo could only say haha, but who knew that the fourth-dimensional girl suddenly spoke: "Oba, it's really like!"
” "Huh?"
Everyone looked at Kim Ji-so.
"Really, exactly the same voice as Ernie, how did Oba do it?"
Kim Jisoo looked at Yang Mo with wide eyes, and then everyone remembered that Yang Mo sang a song in Sunny's voice, which was really similar when he thought about it.
"Yes, Yang Mo, how did you do it?"
Everyone was immediately interested in Yang Mo's skills, vocal cord imitation is not nothing, but there are really few boys like Yang Mo who imitate female voices, and they are so similar.
"I used to learn to sing, but then I learned it crookedly, and it became a vocal imitation."
Yang Mo said with a smile.
"I've learned an amazing skill."
"Can Oba teach me, vocal cord imitation?"
Kim Jisoo's eyes flashed with little stars, and he looked at Yang Mo for a moment.
Yang Mo looked at her: "No." ” Kim Jisoo looked at him with some disappointment.
"If you want to continue on the road of idols and singers, you can't learn these things from me, because I will take you to the pit, and you heard me singing just now."
If Kim Jisoo just learned ventriloquism, then Yang Mo's own singing skills didn't seem to have much impact on her, but those subtle influences existed, after hearing the songs sung by Yang Mo and hearing what Yang Mo said, Kim Jisoo decisively stopped mentioning the imitation of the vocal cords, because Yang Mo's previous performance was too impressive.
After that, Yang Mo rarely participated, just sat in the corner to watch the excitement, twelve people together, he didn't speak and no one remembered him, it was always those people in the center, and most of the people in the corner were those people, everyone chatted, the night was getting deeper, the clock on the wall rang, and then looked at the clock dial, it was half past ten in the evening.
Yang Mo stood up and smiled apologetically at everyone: "I'm sorry, I'll miss it first." ” Yang Mo left, everyone continued to chat, the first time they met, they always had to get to know each other, and Yang Mo went back to the bathroom of the room to take a shower, and then came out in pajamas and said, "Everyone, I'll sleep first." ” "Oh, so early?"
Everyone looked at him in surprise, everyone was still talking, and Yang Mo suddenly said that he was going to sleep, which was really surprising.
"Actually, I go to bed at 11 o'clock every night, and this habit has been maintained for many years."
Yang Mo explained.
"Go to sleep, it's a good habit to go to bed early and get up early, and now many people go to bed late and wake up late, which has a great impact on health."
The biggest Pei Zongyu said kindly.
"Thank you!"
Yang Mo bowed, smiled slightly, nodded to the others, returned to the room and lay down, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
The party in the living room didn't last long, and one by one I went back to my room to get ready for bed.
Early the next morning, when everyone was asleep, Yang Mo had quietly got up, changed into the clothes he usually wore during exercise, and started a day's exercise.
Five o'clock to six o'clock is running time, and Yang Mo went out very neatly, even the program team didn't react, it was already eight o'clock in the morning when I saw him again, and everyone got up at this time, it was easy to get up in summer, not to mention that he was working now, and no one couldn't get up.
"I brought breakfast, oh?
You've all started eating?
” In the morning, people who still have time sit around the table and eat breakfast, rice and kelp soup and some kimchi, a very ordinary breakfast.
"So you went to buy breakfast, no wonder I couldn't find you."
Xu Kangjun got up and said to him, "Let's eat together." ” "No need, I bought some steamed dumplings, do you want to try them?"
Yang Mo said, opening the lunch box in his hand.
Whether it is dumplings or steamed dumplings, as long as they are stuffed in the bag for too long, they will become unpalatable.
"Of course you have to eat it."
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Sunny ran over with chopsticks and unceremoniously picked up the dumplings from the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth.
"I want it too."
Kim Jisoo raised his hand.
"That's definitely going to be eaten."
The rice in the pot was put there, and everyone gathered around to eat the dumplings that Yang Mo bought, Yang Mo looked at the rice in Kim Jixiu's bowl in front of him, it was that kind of rotten rice, he hated eating this kind of rice the most, but since it was all cooked, it was better to think about what to do with those leftovers.
THE BOWL AFTER THE MEAL WAS WASHED BY LI DONGXU AND NANA, YANG MO DIDN'T TAKE THIS MATTER OVER BECAUSE HE LIKED TO STAY IN THE KITCHEN, AND IN THE LONG RUN, OTHERS WOULD AUTOMATICALLY HAND OVER ALL THE KITCHEN THINGS TO HIM, BUT THE REASON WHY HE WAS WILLING TO COOK HERE WAS ONLY BECAUSE HE LIKED TO COOK, AND THE REASON WHY HE LIKED TO COOK AT HOME WAS NOT ONLY BECAUSE HE LIKED IT, BUT ALSO BECAUSE Zheng Xiujing generally ate there with him, and the kitchen at home completely belonged to his territory, and it was only shared by everyone.
Some people leave and some stay, Yang Mo sits on the sofa in the living room with a book in his hand as usual, it is not a wise choice to deal with documents here, but no one will care about reading books.
Sunny walked past him in slippers, sat down beside him with a plop, glanced at the book he was holding in his hand, pouted and turned his head indifferently, took a sip of the water cup on the coffee table, looked at Yang Mo again, and then lay down and leaned on the sofa.
Another curious baby also ran over when he saw Yang Mo reading a book, curious not about the content of the book, but what book he was reading, Yang Mo has experienced this many times, every time someone asks him what book he is reading, and then he loses interest, which star will read mathematics when he is fine, and he will be dizzy at a glance.