The senior brother's eyes made Xiaodao, who was sensitive to his mind, feel sad. He grew up with his senior brother and knew his health well. He practiced his skills in small practice, exposed to the sun in summer and frost in winter, and continued to do it every day. Although the skeleton was narrow, his body was like a whip, thin but strong.

How could such a body suddenly faint?

What changes did the senior brother have? He was so clear that his eyes were always bright and bright. When I saw them today, it seemed like there was something very dark hidden in the depths. I don’t know what I experienced to do so, which made people feel heartbroken.

"Dad, please advise him."

Zhuang Xuejiu sighed: "Then you have to listen to me, too."

How could an apprentice who was able to have a big fight with him for learning performances?

His eyes were dim and he thought of his apprentice saying, "Master, I can only sing and acting. What do you want me to do?"

He smiled bitterly, and he sang Kunqu opera for his whole life, but now he has come to join his senior brother who has been foresighted and has come to the United States to work hard for his career. He can't afford this bowl of rice, so how can he ask his apprentice to eat it?

When Xiaodao came back, the family became even more lively. Zhuang Xuejiu asked him a few times whether to come to the United States to live, but Zhuang Qin refused, so he stopped mentioning it.

In the next few days, Zhuang Qin went to the ski resort again, but he couldn't see Li Mu again.

Two more days later, the results of the physical examination came out.

The master had no problem, it was just a small stone that had no effect. The master's wife had a bigger problem and had a cyst to be removed.

The doctor sighed, "Fortunately, I discovered it earlier. If it were a little later, it would be beyond salvation!"

Zhuang Qin's eyes were wet, and he couldn't help but be very glad that he made the decision. Fortunately, he came back... Fortunately, with this chance to do it again, the master's wife was saved.

During the Spring Festival, the master's wife was about to undergo surgery. Zhuang Qin secretly heard Xiao Lian talking on the phone. It was his elder in the family and asked him why he didn't come back for the New Year.

Xiaolian said, "Hey, I told you that I will be with my boss abroad. In a few days, in a few days... don't be angry, don't scold me, I'll bring you some gifts back."

Zhuang Qin accidentally heard it, and immediately sent Xiao Lian a New Year red envelope, booked him a plane ticket, and asked him to return home to celebrate the New Year first.

The air ticket cannot be refunded. Xiao Lian couldn't bear to ask him to change the ticket, but he refused. Xiao Lian was worried that he would leave and he could not communicate with others alone.

Zhuang Qin said: "I have no problem with English. You saw it when I came, don't worry."

Xiao Lian thought of the incident where Zhuang Qin had a good English level and was beaten by elementary school students when he recorded the program, and the entire network mocked him for a week.

But these days in the United States, he found that Brother Zhuang's English is really good, very fluent, and there are almost no obstacles.

Could it be that I secretly made up for the lessons in private?

Zhuang Qin was determined. Xiao Lian was coaxed by him and he reluctantly went home early. He regretted it several times on the way. He was particularly worried about Zhuang Qin and asked him to send him messages to him every day to report his safety.

The master's wife's surgery was successful, and the doctor told her to take good care of her, and there were some taboos.

"Master's wife, it's too cold here. Why don't you go back to China with me?" Zhuang Qin advised.

The master's wife sighed: "Little Lingling, your master and I finally made up our minds to come over, and finally settled down. At this age, I don't want to make trouble. When I get better, I will go back to see you and live there for a few months."

However, Zhuang Qin could only try his best to stay for a few more days, but he could not stay here all the time. There was still a backlog of work and notices that had signed contracts before in China, so he could not delay any more.

The company's senior executives were dissatisfied with him and wanted to withdraw his resources and no longer favor him, but the contract he had signed before could not be broken.

Breaking a contract also requires a penalty for liquidated contract.

He has arranged his itinerary for the past six months in advance, and now he is rushing back to shoot the magazine cover. Sister Wen called him urgently and said that he had booked the air ticket and urged him to go back immediately.

After a blizzard, he didn't let his master drive there.

Returning from Twin Cities will take a turn for the opportunity.

Zhuang Qin packed up his things and put the script of "Hide Heart" in his bag, planning to get on the plane and watch it slowly.

As a result, when I was still queuing up for check-in, I received a text message on my mobile phone reminding him of the delay in the flight.

It was because of the blizzard that the airport broadcasts countless times, and all flights departing from St. Paul Airport were delayed due to weather reasons.

Zhuang Qin called back to the country: "Sister Wen, the airline arranged for me to stay in a nearby hotel for one night. It seems that the plane cannot take off today."

He waited in the airport lounge for three hours, and someone came to inform him that because the flight could not be arranged for a takeoff today, he was asked to stay at a five-star family next to him, and the airline paid for it.

Su Wen said with a headache: "When will it take to fly? I can't help you push "Fashion Monster" anymore!"

"It's a big snowfall." Zhuang Qin opened the crack in the car window and pointed the wheat from his phone out the window. The whistling wind sounded to the other end, "Even the car couldn't move."

"Can't you take off in another city?" Su Wen received a short WeChat video from him. The snow fell like the end of the world.

"You're fine, why do you have to go abroad!" At this moment, she began to worry about Zhuang Qin's safety. She was alone abroad and encountered such a blizzard. He was still a public figure. He had just had a minor accident. If something happened now, fans could come up and smash the company!

"No, the car can't drive, the snow is too heavy." He closed the window and put his hands in his pocket. It was too cold. At this time, he might be able to arrange a takeoff at any time, and it was impossible to say that Zhuang Qin could not go back to his master, so as not to suddenly notify him that the departure time was determined.

Su Wen had no choice but to remind him: "I'll go over the magazine and say, be careful, stay in the hotel and don't run around."

Zhuang Qin took his luggage to check in. He only had a schoolbag all over his body, and as usual, he wore a hat and mask, and went to the hotel front desk alone to check in.

This hotel is three kilometers away from the airport and is now overcrowded. Everyone is making noise. Various accidents caused by blizzards are broadcast on the TV in the lobby. It seems that the snow is powerful and will last at least for several days.

After checking in, Zhuang Qin lay down on the large bed in the well-heated room.

The hotel is an old five-star brand, with poor sound insulation. You can hear the sound of car horns outside the window, and the sound of children crying from the next room. They slept in a daze for several hours. At night, the phone rang and suddenly woke up.

Put on his coat, took a pack of Minibar's biscuits and tore them open. Zhuang Qin went downstairs while eating his finger cakes.

It was early morning, and at this time, the hotel was still very noisy. From time to time, guests were pulling trolley boxes in and out. The leather upper and trouser legs were covered with water. I anxiously asked if there was any room available, and finally got a full answer.

The hotel restaurant was closed and he was hungry. The front desk told him friendly: "Sir, you can go to the bar, there are snacks there."

Following the road pointed at the front desk, Zhuang Qin entered the hotel bar. Perhaps because of the weather, there are still people sitting inside, chatting in a circle. Zhuang Qin sat next to the fireplace, showed the room card, ordered burgers, fries, fried chicken according to the menu, and then ordered a drink that he couldn't quite understand.

Surprisingly, this drink should be a cocktail, but it doesn't have much alcoholic smell and has a sweet, apple aroma.

I don’t know which country I was sitting next to me, chatting in languages ​​I couldn’t understand, and my voice was quite hypnotic.

The sofa in the bar was soft and dry, baked by the fireplace, and the fire swayed and enveloped the eyes.

At one o'clock in the morning, Li Mu was woken up by the noise in the next room. He called and complained first. Not long after, the hotel waiter came up and apologized to him. He also informed the next door and asked the next door to whisper.

Li Mu was completely lost sleepiness, changed into a sweater, and went downstairs to the bar.

He was very angry when he woke up. If he was woken up for no reason, he would be displeased with the naked eye and release air conditioning all over his body.

Sitting alone at the bar drinking, Li Mu heard two waiters talking.

"Why did that guest fall asleep?"

"Which room does he live in?"

"Do we wake him up?"

He turned his head and glanced at the single sofa next to the fireplace, which was a familiar Asian face. He tilted his head and leaned against his arms to sleep soundly, his face was red by the swaying flames.
Chapter completed!