"Nothing Has a Hometown"
Under the guidance of Hu Aya, coupled with Xuanzi's own diligent study, her singing level has improved rapidly.
However, there are also some problems, that is, Xuanzi's sleep time is also seriously insufficient.
Sleep less, have a mixed brain, have no strength to sing, and are more likely to ruin your throat.
Seeing this, Hu Aya suggested that she simply live broadcast the practice process and make a series of plans. Xuanzi was worried that this would make the live broadcast more boring, and Hu Aya said: "Not necessarily, the live broadcast of this thing for a long time is like cultivating a reality show." Every day, the protagonist is yourself, and the audience also wants to see the protagonist walk away from the plot. Also, you don't have to put on heavy makeup, change your style. ”
Hu Aya showed her a makeup look, and Xuanzi worriedly said, "Isn't this too light, boys won't like it." ”
"Who says you don't like it?" Hu Aya remembered something and said coldly, "I really don't like that the position of the school flower was mine!" ”
The two were discussing these things at the front desk, and the conversation was just overheard by Zhao Ludong, who was passing by.
Aya: "... What is your expression? ”
Zhao Ludong walked over without squinting.
They had known each other for so long that Hu Aya could even see his attitude just by looking at his back.
Hu Aya leaned out.
"Hey! Zhao Ludong what do you mean! ”
It's gone.
Xuanzi was lying on the bar, laughing, and said, "Brother Dong is really handsome." ”
Hu Aya thought she had heard wrongly: "Huh? handsome? Just him? ”
Xuanzi said: "It is handsome, and Dongge is a good man, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and has a very good heart." ”
Hu Aya's lips furrowed, not salty, not lightly said: "Someone's boyfriend is still playing a game of 'shooting guns' in other places." ”
Xuanzi's reaction was slow, and this hint was a second of insight.
"Don't slander me! I just appreciate it, and Dongge doesn't like my type. ”
Hu Aya's heart moved: "Do you know what type of he likes?" ”
"In the past, when they boys chatted, they seemed to say that Dongge liked to be gentle and considerate."
vulgar!
Hu Aya skimmed her lips and asked, "Has he ever been in love?" ”
"I haven't heard of that."
"Nobody wants it."
"Who said that?" Xuanzi spoke for the boss, "Are you still single?" Say no one else wants it. ”
- Protagonists: Hu Aya, Zhao Ludong [Cockfighting Type Small Work Heroine x Realistic Iron Straight Male Protagonist]
- Type: BG, Ome Bamboo Ma Wen
- Ending: He, Finished
"Like please open your eyes"
Song Jiaojiao stood up straight, pointing to this big horn: "Is this a phonograph?" ”
The man walked up behind her and nodded idly.
"Looks like it's been a bit of a year."
Shen Jinbai said, "My mother's stuff." ”
Song Jiaojiao was stunned, "... Mrs. Ho's? ”
Hearing the three words "Mrs. He", Shen Jinbai raised his eyebrows without a trace, did not say anything, only reached out and rubbed it on her head: "I know quite a lot." ”
Song Jiaojiao turned back and touched his nose in embarrassment: "Sophia told me before." ”
The man raised an eyebrow and did not comment.
Song Jiaojiao continued to lean back and tinker with the phonograph, she was full of curiosity: "Can this really be sung?" Why can't I find the plug-in cable? ”
Shen Jinbai looked at her excited little head, she really liked the things related to art, and even the look in his eyes was full of brilliance.
As if somewhere in his body had been gently flicked, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled the man into his arms a little, and with one hand reached behind the phonograph and twisted the clockwork.
Shen Jinbai raised his chin to the corner of the wall, "There are other vinyl discs in the box over there, see what you want to hear." ”
Song Jiaojiao followed his line of sight to find the target and hurried over.
The protective cases for vinyl records are flat and square, placed vertically in the box, with acoustic accompaniment to some classical ballet repertoire in addition to the classic Mendelssohn and Mozart.
She took out a well-packaged protective case, looked at the English name on it, and was very surprised, "Do you still have Giselle?" ”
Not only Giselle, but also Swan Lake and Don Quixote.
They are all famous repertoire of classical ballet.
Song Jiaojiao blinked, "... Your mother's too? ”
"Hmm."
She couldn't help but sigh: "Mrs. He's hobbies are quite extensive." ”
"Which song to listen to?" Shen Jinbai twisted the clockwork and asked her.
"This," Song Jiaojiao handed him Giselle, "is the one I danced the last time you went to the dance room in Tongcheng to find me." ”
- Protagonist: Song Jiaojiao, Shen Jinbai [Kyauk white swan x gloomy big boss]
- Type: BG, Sweet
"Don't Fall in Love"
This night the capital wind and snow dance, frost wind raging. The sound of the wind outside the door seemed to be enough to encroach on the people's whiskers.
Huo Yin sent Lin Heng a WeChat message to break up, but did not receive a call from him, but received a call from Gu Shutong.
She tightened her down jacket, cleared her throat, reached out her hand with a slight tremor, and answered the phone:
"Hey, sister..."
On the other end of the phone, what interrupted her was not Gu Shijie's voice.
"Miss Huo is it?" I see that it reads in my address book. ”
It was a voice that Huo Yin had not heard, the voice of the stranger and the noisy and chaotic background sound behind it, so that Huo Yin listened, and the delicate eyebrows could not help but gently rise.
Even with the whole person is a little more vigilant:
"Yes. Why is my friend's phone at your place? ”
"Miss, don't worry, it's like this, we are here in Beijing Fenghua Bar, your friend seems to have a little unpleasant trouble with other guests, and now he is in some trouble, her address book is currently only your phone through, can you please please come to us to pick up your friend?"
The other party's voice fell, and Huo Yin held the mobile phone silent for three seconds before he understood the meaning of the other party.
Sister Shi was in trouble at the bar and now needs someone to pick her up.
After figuring out what the other party meant, Huo Yin "soared" and stood up from the bench.
She was still sick, so she suddenly stood up, her original white face suddenly turned red, and her delicate figure shook slightly, supporting the cold wall next to her to stand firmly.
"You just said The Wind Bar?" It's the one on the West Second Ring Road, right? Or can you tell us the specific address? ”
The "Fenghua" bar in the West Second Ring Road is quite famous throughout the capital. Although Huo Yin didn't care much about which bar was booming, he could tell that Fenghua was because Lin Heng had taken her once before.
She hadn't forgotten the dark and confused night scene that night.
In front of the unknown and the crowd, Lin Heng asked her to give Cheng Jia a cigarette.
……
- Protagonist: Huo Yin, Cheng Jiarang [Angel in White X Grand Young Master]
