Reba felt relieved when she heard that it was Andersen's fairy tale.

He has listened to Andersen's fairy tales many times since he was a child. Chu Yang can't have fun with it, can he?

Lying on the sofa, warm sunlight poured on Reba through the window.

A warm feeling of comfort suddenly emerged.

Close your eyes and wait for Chu Yang's bedtime story, which feels like the warmth of quiet time.

"Ahem"

"A long time ago, on a snowy, hungry and cold night……"

After the system rewarded master-level singing skills, the voice also sounded much better.

Under Chu Yang's deliberate actions, there was a broadcasting tone

"A little girl dressed in tattered clothes and dirty, walking on the street covered with thick snow"

"Three whole days passed, and she didn't sell a single nuclear bomb."

Reba, who was about to fall asleep, couldn't help but frowned.

Did she have an auditory hallucination?

Did she just say a match, not a nuclear bomb?

Continue listening, Chu Yang continued:"She is really too... It was cold and very hungry, but without selling the nuclear bomb, there was no money to buy food or clothes to keep warm."

Hearing this, Reba was sure that she wasn't hallucinating. What Chu Yang was talking about was the nuclear bomb!

Wasn't Andersen's fairy tale about the little match girl? When did she sell nuclear bombs?

At this time, she was no longer sleepy and opened her eyes to watch Looking at Chu Yang, my mind is filled with questions.

"At this time, she remembered her deceased grandma, so he lit a nuclear bomb"

"That night, the temperature in the town was 6,000 degrees Celsius. The streets were full of acquaintances, and everyone saw his grandma."

After the story was told, Reba was completely awake.

Even the last sentence almost made her laugh out loud, but she couldn't hold back her laughter in front of the screen.

But her original intention was to sleep, so she no longer felt sleepy at all.

That's really like what the lyrics say: Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm...

I didn't expect that through Chu Yang's mouth, a simple fairy tale could change its flavor. I really don't know how he What is going on in my head every day.

Not only can I not listen to bedtime songs, I can’t listen to bedtime stories either.

……

"This is different from the version I heard when I was a child. Maybe this is the fairy tale of An Tucheng?"

"It makes me laugh so hard, the little match girl has a new version, the little girl selling nuclear bombs"

"Everything was fine up to that point. In the last sentence, the temperature in the small town was 6000 degrees Celsius and the streets were full of acquaintances. I really didn’t hold back."

"What a genius. Chu Yang is a joker who was delayed by singing, right?"

"With Chu Yang here, Reba can’t even think about having a good night’s sleep, 233333……"

……

If I hadn't wanted to listen to a story on a whim, I would have almost woken up by now, right?

Reba had the urge to slap herself.

He didn't want to hear the story anymore and drove Chu Yang away.

After half an hour, my mind calmed down and I gradually fell asleep.

I slept for four hours, and when I woke up, it was almost evening.

Reba stretched, glanced at Chu Yang who was cooking dinner in the open kitchen, and returned to the small bedroom to change clothes with satisfaction.

After a while, Reba came out in a different outfit.

The upper body is a black tight-fitting suit, and the lower body is a spacious bright red skirt. Paired with the unique dance hat of Upper Western Xinjiang, the whole person looks solemn and elegant.

Reba's stunning appearance made Chu Yang unable to help but be stunned for a moment.

I have to say that Reba's appearance is still very good among the actresses.

Even if she appears without makeup, she can still surpass many people. With the addition of exotic style, she firmly occupies the throne of the popular little girl born in the 90s.

Several dishes have been placed on the dining table, but they are all covered with lids, so you can't see what they are.

Reba nodded with satisfaction. No matter what, Chu Yang's attitude was good.

When I think about it, I feel more motivated to dance.

What Reba danced was a Sama dance.

Sama dance is a folk dance performed by the working people of Western Xinjiang during the New Year festival, with simple and powerful movements.

It was included in the third batch of national intangible cultural heritage list on May 23, 2011.

Reba is not only tall, but she also has great dancing skills. Whether she is twisting her neck or twisting her waist, her movements are very smooth and natural.

The pleasing dance movements and the performers' emotional voices make it a visual feast.

"Let me just say, our ancestors couldn’t have gone to the Western Regions just for those bunches of grapes and cantaloupes."

"The goddess is so beautiful, I strongly request another one"

"What are you thinking about? If it weren’t for the show crew, you wouldn’t even be able to see this dance."

"It doesn’t matter whether there are beauties from Western Xinjiang or not. I just want to eat some sweet grapes."

After the dance, Reba came to the dining table happily.

She asked expectantly:"Is dinner ready? My stomach is almost hungry"

"It’s just the last dish, so if you’re hungry, eat first. Chu

Yang said with a smile.

Reba looked at the first dish and asked,"What is this?""

"Snow falls on the volcano."

Although I don't know what this volcanic snow is, just hearing the name sounds very impressive. He is indeed a national first-class chef!

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of what it was, so he opened the lid.

Reba couldn't believe it. I blinked my eyes and thought I had seen it wrong. I closed the lid and opened it again after a while.

The contents on the plate still remained unchanged.

I thought the Volcanic Snow was such a high-end dish, but I didn’t expect it. I didn’t expect it. It was just a plate. Tomatoes are sprinkled with white sugar.

If you think about it carefully, the fiery red tomatoes are sprinkled with a layer of white sugar. Isn't it like a layer of snow floating on the volcano? What about this second dish?

Chu Yang added in time:"The green dragon crosses the snow mountain."

I saw a layer of ice cubes and crushed ice at the bottom of the plate, with a... cucumber on it. There were two red beans stuck to the left and right in front of the cucumber, as if for eyes.

Here, cucumber = green dragon? Ice = snow mountain ?

Chu Yang, you are not a national first-class chef, but a national first-class creative naming master, right?

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