Chapter 908 Uncle Jia’s 3-Wheeler

Ling Hong stood silently, not wanting to pay attention to anyone, while Wu Hai was still chattering about popular science.

"O'Neill's paintings are mainly based on scenes of rural life. Sometimes he is kind and innocent, sometimes funny, and sometimes sentimental. Sentiment plays a large role in his paintings. However, O'Neill is a person with obvious political leanings and a sense of participation. , I don’t like this.” Wu Hai said in conclusion.

"After all, painting needs to be pure. If it is mixed with political paintings, it will not look good." Before Ling Hong could interrupt, Wu Hai said again: "Painters must pursue self-travel. Previously, on January 10th, a painter here in Rongcheng In pursuit of freedom, I also go to the No Pants Festival and ride the subway without wearing trousers. Although I won’t go, I still agree with this yearning for freedom.”

"Haha." Seeing Wu Hai's natural expression, Ling Hong smiled and thought MMB in his heart. Does this have anything to do with what he said? What about the No Pants Festival? The highest temperature in Chengdu on January 10th was only 10 degrees, and the cold in the south was still in magic attack mode.

On the No Pants Festival, Ling Hong said he didn’t want to suffer from cold legs in the future.

"What? Do you have a different opinion?" Wu Hai asked with a frown.

"What a nonsense idea, you made the staff." Ling Hong laughed angrily and cursed.

"He is talking about Shaquille O'Neal, the basketball star known as Hercules or Shark, not the painter you are talking about." Just when Wu Hai was about to speak again, a voice suddenly came from behind and explained carefully.

Because of the intervention of this voice, the two of them looked back at the same time. It turned out that Uncle Jia had come to eat again. As usual, he was wearing black trousers and gray long sleeves. At this time, he was standing two people away and looking at the two of them.

"Grandpa Jia." Ling Hong greeted politely.

"Yes." Uncle Jia nodded and agreed with a smile.

As for Wu Hai, he looked thoughtful and nodded in greeting.

"Shaquille O'Neal, basketball star? Not a painter." Suddenly, Wu Hai seemed to have come to his senses and said with enlightenment.

"Otherwise? I would like a painter with political leanings." Ling Hong snorted coldly.

"You didn't explain yourself clearly, blame me." Wu Hai stroked his mustache and said calmly.

"I won't talk to a person whose IQ is below average." This is how Ling Hong comforted himself every time he had a fight with Wu Hai and lost because of shame.

"I heard that Shaquille will stay at a hotel in Chengdu." At this time, Uncle Jia spoke again.

"Yes, yes, you know Grandpa Jia too?" Ling Hong looked at Uncle Jia in surprise.

"Of course, I watch all the NBA games when I have free time. Shaquille is indeed very good, but I still like Yao Ming. Although he has retired, we are just not tall enough, otherwise there will be nothing wrong with others." Uncle Jia nodded, and then Take a stand.

"Shaquille is also super good, but he has retired for several years." Ling Hong also nodded lowly.

"Isn't he going to attend the opening of an event? You can see him in person." Uncle Jia said with a smile.

"I have met him personally. I have watched his previous games live. He is indeed the only big shark in the history of basketball in the past century. When he dunked hard, it felt like the rim was about to break." Ling Hong said with a look on his face. Said excitedly.

In fact, it was really rare to see Ling Hong being so interested in things other than food. He had a lot of fun chatting with Uncle Jia, and even the awkward feeling of the two suddenly changing their names was gone.

"That's true. It's really comfortable to watch his powerful slam dunk, but his little hook under the basket has also repeatedly made extraordinary achievements, which is very exciting." Uncle Jia nodded in agreement.

"No, his two special skills, the slam dunk and the little hook, are of course great, but I have only seen this scene once, and I still miss it a little bit." Ling Hong looked regretful.

"It's a pity that I didn't see him personally pull down the backboard and the rim. I heard that another one was knocked down directly." Ling Hong continued.

"Maybe he will perform a dunk at the opening ceremony this time.

I heard that he loves acting and has acted in two movies. "Uncle Jia said comfortingly.

"That's true, but it would be nice to get an autographed basketball photo." Ling Hong, like all star chasers, wants an autographed photo of his idol.

"You will definitely get your turn if you line up." Uncle Jia said confidently.

"Haha, I can go in anyway, but I feel a little excited when I see it soon." Ling Hong said happily with a smile on his face.

Then Ling Hong began to talk about Shaquille O'Neal's wonderful moments and glorious deeds like a treasure trove, while Uncle Jia complemented him very seriously.

The two of them, an old man and a young man, don't look like a grandfather and grandson, but more like two star-chasers who share a common idol.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect Ling Hong to have such a side." Wu Hai sighed in shock.

"I think what's even more incredible is that Mr. Jia also likes basketball, and he can tell such things." This was said by Mr. Wei, who was ranked between Ling Hong and Mr. Jia.

But now he has consciously stood to the side to facilitate communication between the two.

"Mr. Wei also understands this?" asked another diner who was also squeezed in the middle.

"I don't understand. I just envy Uncle Jia for being able to chat with him. My daughter and I have nothing to do." Mr. Wei shrugged helplessly.

"Haha, girls are chasing celebrities now, so you have to follow them." This diner, who is about the same age as Mr. Wei, said with a smile after hearing this.

"It's difficult." Mr. Wei shook his head and uttered only one word.

Before you knew it, it was dinner time. People in line took their orders in order and then went in to eat.

During this period, Uncle Jia and Ling Hong kept chatting. From Shaquille O'Neal's opening, to the history of the NBA, to the history of Chinese basketball, the two of them never stopped talking.

The two of them could only stop talking while ordering food, but after one o'clock, the two of them started chatting again, as if they were late to meet each other, and they were chatting very enthusiastically.

Even Yuan Zhou looked at the two of them with some confusion and muttered: "When did these two people talk so much?"

It wasn't until the meals they ordered were served that Ling Hong and Uncle Jia stopped talking and began to taste the food. No matter how big the deal was, they had to sit back in front of Yuan Zhou's delicious food.

No way, this is the self-cultivation of a foodie.

Ling Hong's meal was naturally one meat, one vegetable, one soup and white rice, which was very hearty, while Uncle Jia had the same meal, one portion of fried rice with eggs, which was simple and quick.

While eating, Ling Hong suddenly looked up: "Grandpa Jia, why do you come to eat so early today?"

"I'm going to pick up your grandpa after dinner later. Ling Xiaoliu has gone to a meeting. I agreed that I'll pick him up later." Uncle Jia looked up from the delicious food and replied.

"Oh, please pay attention to your safety and ride more slowly when it's dark." Ling Hong nodded and then said with concern.

"No problem, I ride very safely." Uncle Jia said confidently.

After saying that, the two of them lowered their heads and continued eating.

Ling Hong was not surprised that Uncle Jia wanted to pick up his grandfather. After all, his grandfather had been asking him to change his job since he knew that Uncle Jia was in Qi Sanlu last time. If he couldn't get rid of Uncle Jia, he could only help him like this.

Last time, his grandfather drove him away and went back in Uncle Jia's three-wheeler.

I had no choice but to give Uncle Jia no money and declare me a fighting hero. Uncle Jia said that he had hands and feet and that he should not rely on the state to support him. He said that he should change his job. Uncle Jia also said that he likes to ride a tricycle and be free!

There was no other way. In the end, Mr. Ling could only help him like this.

After all, this can be regarded as increasing a bit of regular business.

Yes, Mr. Ling no longer takes the family driver’s car, but instead takes Uncle Jia’s three-wheeler...

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