Northeast Dali! (Changed!)
"What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
"Who's shouting?"
"Are you alright?"
"What's going on?"
Hu Yifei, Curry Jam, Chen Meijia, and the others who lived in Room 3601 heard Zhuge Dali's screams and rushed out of the room in their fluffy pajamas.
Zhang Wei and Zhao Haitang, who were next door, heard the commotion and came over. Seeing that Lin Fan and Dali were already surrounded by the girls, they didn't come over to join in the fun.
Of course.
Zhao Haitang didn't have such a good awareness. He was actually dragged away by Zhang Wei.
Lin Fan and Zhuge Dali had helped him a lot last night. He naturally couldn't let Zhao Haitang stay here and cause trouble.
"I swear to God, I was just following Dali's instructions and pressing her onto the ground!”
"I didn't do anything!"
He saw Hu Yifei, Chen Meijia, and Curry Jam surrounding him and sizing him up with a strange gaze.
? Lin Fan quickly raised his hands to show that he was innocent.
He pressed down. When he heard the crisp sound of Zhuge Dali's bones, he knew that something bad was going to happen!
He really didn't know that Zhuge Dali's bones were so brittle and loose.
Previously, he had given Zhao Haitang a fierce Octane Blast, which had caused him to hang on the wall. Wasn't this fellow still fine?
Why did something happen when he followed Dali's instructions and pressed on Dali's back?？
……
"Hiss-"
Zhuge Dali inhaled a breath of cold air and straightened his back with difficulty. He grumbled,"
" Lin Fan, you're a tiger!"
"Why did you put in so much effort?"
"You attacked me to death. I was stunned all of a sudden, you idiot!”
Lin Fan was speechless.
Hu Yifei was speechless.
Chen Meijia was speechless.
Curry Sauce was speechless.
When they heard Zhuge Dali's words, Lin Fan, Hu Yifei, and the rest were dumbfounded.
"What…what's going on?"
"Lin Fan, where did you find this substitute?”
"Where's the real Dali?"
Hu Yifei looked at Zhuge Dali who was sitting on the yoga mat and asked Lin Fan to hand over the real Dali.
As Dali's teacher, she knew that Dali was not from the Northeast. There was no reason for him to speak such pure Northeastern Chinese.
"Uh-"
" Yifei, this doesn't look like a substitute."
Chen Meijia was wearing pink bunny pajamas. She squatted in front of Zhuge Dali, poked his shoulder, and said weakly.
"What are you guys talking about?"
"Why don't I understand?"
Chen Meijia and Hu Yifei's words confused Zhuge Dali.
"Lin Fan, this is what you've done. You should settle it yourself!”
Hu Yifei, Chen Meijia, and Curry Jam unanimously decided to let Lin Fan, the culprit, personally explain to Zhuge Dali.
"Dali ~"
"Why do you sound like you're from the northeast?”
Lin Fan went to Zhuge Dali's side and asked curiously as he helped her loosen up her shoulders.
"Northeast?"
"Oh my god, it's over!"
Zhuge Dali was stunned for a moment. He slapped his calf and said in annoyance,"
"I learned Northeastern Chinese while practicing yoga!”
"You must have used too much force and opened up the corner where I saved the Northeastern dialect!”
"What should we do?"
Zhuge Dali, Hu Yifei, Chen Meijia, and Curry Sauce were all looking at him with resentful eyes.
Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at his hands in confusion.
He had only lightly pressed Zhuge Dali's back. How did it become like this?
……
"Then what should we do now?"
"Dali, can you still be saved?"
Chen Meijia poked Zhuge Dali's arm and asked her what to do in this situation.
"I know what to do!"
Zhuge Dali pondered for a while, clapped his hands, and said,"
"Lin Fan, in a while, press your left hand against my Ben 'er. When my stomach inhales, you have to use force.”
"Then, he pressed his right hand on my big neck and helped my halabah sink.”
"Teacher Hu, I might not be able to stand properly when the time comes.”
"This way, maybe I can stop talking about the Northeastern dialect in my head.”
"Or else…"
"Do you understand?"
Faced with Zhuge Dali's expectant gaze, Lin Fan, Hu Yifei, and the rest looked at each other and shook their heads obediently.
What did he understand?
What Ben 'er, what big neck, what cucumber meat, what bolenggai…
What the hell is this!
"What happened?"
"Am I not clear enough?"
Seeing that Lin Fan and the rest didn't understand what he was saying, Zhuge Dali rubbed his ribs anxiously.
"I'm so anxious that my ribs hurt!”
Seeing that Zhuge Dali was going crazy, Lin Fan was silent for a few seconds and said,"
"Dali, why don't you do the baby yoga pose again and I'll massage you?”
Lin Fan didn't understand what Zhuge Dali was talking about. He could only try the previous move and see if he could get lucky…
"This is the only way now…"
Zhuge Dali shook his head and unwillingly performed the infant yoga pose again.
No matter how much strength Lin Fan had used when he pressed her, she really felt pain.
Lin Fan placed his hands on Da Li's back, took a deep breath, and pressed down.
"Ah!"
"Lin Fan, be careful!）”
Hearing Zhuge Dali's impure Cantonese, Chen Meijia opened her mouth wide and touched Hu Yifei's shoulder. She said weakly,"
"Sister Yifei, I remember that Dali knows quite a few languages and dialect, right?”
"How long do you think they will take?”
"I'm a hen!"
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