However, his first reaction was to look at Zhao Chengan and Jiang Cheng. In their accounts, they were the only ones who could read and write. They were people who had read books seriously. "Writing poetry? Playing music?" Ding Gao opened his eyes wide, "You guys Will it?"

Jiang Cheng and Zhao Chengan shook their heads, without saying a word, they just stared at Ding Gao.

Ding Gao was flustered by the look, and tremblingly raised the scissors with red paper hanging in his hand, "I can only cut window grilles, can't this one work?"

In fact, it's not impossible, Zhao Chengan's eyes revealed such information.

Seeing that Ding Gao was about to cry, Li Baodi poured a bowl of water and rested before continuing,

"Jiuge said, let Brother Cheng'an come up with one on our behalf."

"Me?" Why?

"Yeah!" Li Baodi passed on the word honestly, "Jiu Ge said that he heard you hum a little song, which is very nice. Then you can go up and sing a song tonight, and tomorrow you can do a full set of punches. This is enough for two a show."

"..."

"..."

"Cheng An can sing?" Ding Gao looked over curiously.

No, I will not.

But I can dance ballet.

If you can not be burned to death.

Zhao Chengan twitched the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes.

The author has something to say: Zhao·No talent·Chengan: I dare to dance, do you dare to watch it?

I have finally passed the application, my dears, today your baby enters V, and I will give you a full [-]-word update first!

Thanks to all the little angels who support me and Ann, I love you all -3-

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