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126 Chapter 126. You sing really well

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    "That monkey was picked up by her mother!" Zhang Xingqiao really showed displeasure, which was exactly what I thought.

    I am happy when he behaves like this.

    When I am happy, I walk lightly, and my body also lightly, humming a little song: "The little monk went down the mountain to Huazhai, the old monk explained that the woman at the bottom of the mountain is a tiger"

    Humming casually, because this song is more catchy.

    Zhang Xingqiao followed me just like my guard!  Yes, they are called knights in fairy tales.  He was willing to protect the princess and devoted himself deeply, but in the end he couldn't stay with the princess.

    The story is very sad, but shouldn't the princess be superior?

    "Li Mingye, stop singing!" After I had changed three ways of singing, he finally couldn't take it anymore.

    Probably I sang too badly.  I turned to look at him gloatingly.

    "Wait for me, let's go together. Don't go so fast!" But he said, "Also, don't keep singing about women being tigers, it's annoying! You sing about something else!"

    ? It seems that it's not that I dislike my singing too badly, but that I don't want to listen to "Women Are Tigers".

    He caught up with me, and only noticed today that he was a little taller than me inadvertently. When he looked at me, he felt a little condescending, his eyes were down, his eyes were as gentle as water, and his gaze was shallow.  The bridge of the nose is high, and the pale pink lips are full and moist, and they are uttering words one by one.

    At this moment, he is quite good-looking!

    Although he was pretty good before, but how good-looking he is now makes my heart flutter.

    "Sing what to sing?" I couldn't speak smoothly, and my tongue was tied.

    "Why are you nervous? You sing really well! Sing more for me!" He still looked down at me like this, and blinked his eyes a few times, revealing a variety of charms and brilliance in the blink of an eye.

    In order not to expose myself, I hastily avoided him and took a step forward, "Of course, I used to be a literary and art committee member! I have studied vocal music!"

    Some time before I went to elementary school, my mother had a whim, hoping to train me to be an all-rounder, so I enrolled in a lot of messy classes, and I learned everything in a messy way.

    "Can you sing Jay Chou's songs?" He followed me and asked.

    I thought for a while, "I can try!"

    I still like a few of Jay Chou's songs.  Not so well-known as "Qilixiang" and "Daoxiang", I like "Class Two of Three Years" more, because I like the lyrics, and I feel that the things described in the lyrics are very close to me and very real.

    "Come to the training office immediately

    You have to polish your eyes

    remember my appearance

    Don't be too nervous

    I am in class two of the third year

    The side profile of me concentrating on playing is pretty good

    The blackboard is the place to absorb knowledge

    It's just the sunshine in the classroom

    I don't like that color very much

    ? Nature without a playground

    Why are the more beautiful ones in the next class

    There are also the answers to the test paper

    I just don't know how to count

    It's okay, it's okay to keep working hard

    "

    It's all about school, reports, playing ball, classrooms, sunshine, test papers

    I sang it to him.

    Our life is like this.  Many unfulfilled dreams, many occasional throbbing, pursuing, working hard, struggling, intoxicated

    After I finished singing, looking at Zhang Xingqiao's intoxicated face, I smiled triumphantly and said, "How is it? Not bad, right?"

    "I didn't expect that your voice has changed!" He had a look of disbelief.

    Don't need to do this, right?  It's an inherent attribute that I sing well. He didn't care about it before, but today he uses my voice as an issue. Is it so difficult to admit that I'm good?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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