Dali was holding a book in the minority dialect of Fudong Province. He was learning Fudong dialect while practicing yoga.
The book in his hand was taken from Lin Chen.
Initially, Lin Chen thought that it was enough for him to learn it himself. Who knew that Dali would be interested and insist on competing to see who could learn it faster.
However, Lin Chen only watched for a few minutes before he learned the Fudong dialect.
"Dali, I've already learned the Fudong dialect. You should focus on practicing yoga.”
Lin Chen said worriedly.
While Dali was doing yoga, Lin Chen accompanied her and helped her with some movements that required two people to complete.
"No, you've already learned it, so I can't fall behind. Don't worry, I'm just multitasking. This isn't difficult for me!”
Dali said confidently. Her talent in languages was indeed very high. She only needed to glance at a page of a book a few times and she would be able to remember most of it.
At this moment, Dali remembered that he was almost done. He placed the book on the floor and read silently in his heart. At the same time, he did not forget to practice yoga. He knelt on the ground, his hands facing up first, then crawling down.
"My waist doesn't have enough strength.”Dali said.
"Alright."
Lin Chen nodded. He placed his hands on Dali's back and didn't dare to use too much force. He pressed down gently.
"It's too light. Use more strength."
"Use more strength and press it on the ground."
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Lin Chen heard a crisp sound.
"Dali, are you alright?"
Lin Chen quickly helped Dali up from the ground.
This morning, she went to the gym with Dali to train, and her strength had increased quite a bit. In addition, Dali had been shouting to use more strength just now, so he couldn't control himself…
"Lin Chen, you're a tiger!"
"You used so much strength to attack me to death.”
"You mountain cannon!"
A taste of the northeast came out of Dali's mouth.
"What is it?"
Dali's string of Northeastern words almost brainwashed Lin Chen.
As expected, what should come would come.
However, what was going on?
At the same time, Yifei pushed open the door and entered. Hearing the conversation just now, she looked puzzled.
"Is this the substitute you found in the northeast? Where is the real strength?"
"I am Dali. Teacher Hu, are you off school?”
Dali saw Hu Yifei and greeted her. Only then did he react.
Wait, why did my Mandarin change?
Da Li slapped his head and came back to his senses.
"Oh my god, it's over now. I learned Northeastern Chinese while practicing yoga.”
"You must have used too much strength and cleared the corner where I saved the Northeastern dialect!”
"What should we do?"
Fortunately, Dali was still the same Dali. He calmed down very quickly and started to talk about the solution.
Following that, some Northeast-specific terms such as Benerlou, Dunangzi, Daxuezi, Halaba, Cucumber Meat, Polenggai, and so on came out of Dali's mouth.
"This way, maybe I can stop talking about the Northeastern dialect in my head. Otherwise, I'll be heartbroken.”
"Do you understand?"
Lin Chen was dumbfounded at first until a system notification flashed by.
" Proficiency in Northeastern Chinese 1 "
Hence, Lin Chen was forced to master the Northeastern dialect and was finally able to converse normally with Dali.
In the bar downstairs, when everyone heard that Dali had become a Northeastern girl, they put down what they were doing and rushed over to watch.
Sure enough, no matter how old they were, they could not cool down their desire to listen to gossip and watch the show.
Dali kept changing his yoga posture while Lin Chen was in charge of helping him. He wanted to correct it as soon as possible.
According to what Dali said, he had read the Northeastern Chinese saved file when he was practicing yoga.
If he wanted to change back, he would have to use yoga to read the Mandarin saved file again.
"Lin Chen, quickly tell me, how does the northeast version of Dali feel? Do you feel like you've changed girlfriends?”
Mika said excitedly.
"It's hard to say. I just feel that Dali speaks Northeastern Chinese quite fluently.”
Lin Chen said seriously.
"What are you doing? Quickly fix it for me!"
Dali said from the side. Even his temper seemed to have become much more irritable.
After an unknown amount of time, it returned to normal.
"Leave Fudong's words to me. As for losing weight, you can go to the gym. The effect shouldn't be too bad.”
Lin Chen said to Dali with lingering fear.
Although Dali's Northeastern dialect was interesting, it gave Lin Chen a headache. Lin Chen still preferred the current her.
Dali nodded in agreement.
Zi Qiao was wearing a strange shirt with an eight-pack on it. He was sweating profusely and was drinking water at the side.
Next to him was Curry Sauce, who had been helping Zi Qiao come up with ideas.
However, from the looks of it, the effect did not seem to be very good.
"How's the live broadcast going?" Lin Chen said.
Zi Qiao shook his head." The audience said that my character changed too quickly. In the morning, I was still a greasy uncle. In the afternoon, I became a healthy person. Then, I closed all of them.”
Ziqiao was a little helpless. After a whole day, he still couldn't sell a single packet of cake.
"Don't be discouraged. Everything is difficult at the beginning.”
Yifei consoled her, then turned to look at Meijia.""What about you? How's your live broadcast going?"
"It's alright. I just broadcasted for an hour, and the effect was pretty good. Many people gave me gifts!”
Mika said happily.
"What?" Zi Qiao was shocked. How was this possible? Show it to me."
Meijia switched the screen to the streamer's information.
Zi Qiao took a closer look and was stunned.
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