Figure Wang Zhongwang

Chapter 20 A Song
The white and tender jade legs were tested internally, leaving two red marks like finger prints.

For God's sake, I didn't mean to!
I just saw drops of water there and swiped lightly...

This time, as if he had really done something "rogue", he lowered his head and dared not look at Luo Xueyi.

Luo Xueyi's face was as red as a persimmon in October.

His legs were clamped tightly, and there seemed to be a little trembling.

In fact, she knows that she has a sensitive constitution. Usually, if she touches something with a little force, the touched part will be blue and purple.

"It's ok……"

Luo Xueyi originally wanted to scold each of them, regardless of whether they were intentional or not, they would have to be punished, otherwise they thought that this lady would be easy to bully.

Or thought she was a casual woman.

But when the words came to his lips, what came out was "it doesn't matter", and it was soft.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself?
Why is there infinite tolerance for this big boy who just met by chance?
Why do I feel so peaceful and joyful when I see his eyes, as if I have found my spiritual destination?
The sitting postures of the two were separated a little, and they didn't speak.

"I... have learned the guitar for a while before, but I can't learn it anyway. Seeing that you can sing and play the guitar, I am so envious."

Yi Zun was a man after all, so he broke the embarrassing atmosphere by speaking first.

Luo Xueyi's eyes lit up when the guitar was mentioned.

She picked up the electric guitar next to the seat and leaned it on her chest and said:
"I learned to play the guitar at the age of ten, and was admitted to the conservatory at the age of 13."

When one heard this, he was so surprised that he could stuff an egg into his mouth.

Is she the legendary child prodigy?
Yi Zun knew that there was a "child prodigy class" at Tsinghua University and Peking University, which recruited talented child prodigies from all over the country.

The oldest, no more than 16 years old.

Those people are the fighters among Xueba!
One turned his head to look at Luo Xueyi, his eyes were full of little stars of admiration.

"Can you sing? I'll accompany you."

Luo Xueyi smiled and said, there was encouragement and expectation in her eyes.

"I do not know."

One is usually in the bathroom and likes to yell.

As for how well he sang, anyway, Yu Xiu never once encouraged him to become a singer.

Although Yuxiu also hopes that since his son is engaged in art, he will become a singer and movie star or something, which is better than being a painter, and there will be few in his life.

Even if he thinks he has the potential to be a singer, facing the music prodigy Luo Xueyi, he dare not say that he can sing!

"Then I'll sing a song for you. If you don't sing well, please give me more valuable advice."

After Luo Xueyi finished speaking, she gently plucked the strings with her fingers.

This is inside the high-speed rail, Luo Xueyi turned down the volume of the electric guitar.

No sound effects, single string a cappella.

"Borrow a curve from the desert,
A sewn cape to keep you warm.

Touch your soul with your lungs,

I just kept warm by that fire. "

The ethereal voice, like the sounds of nature, reverberates in the carriage.

Although the singing is very soft, those passengers who closed their eyes and rested their minds playing with their mobile phones could hear it very clearly.

"Sings so well!"

"It's as good as the original song, so professional!"

"No, the style is different."

"However, I seem to be summoned by this song, and my heart trembles in a kind of baptism and worship!"

They coincidentally came to Luo Xueyi's seat.

One hurriedly put on the sunglasses.

After all, I am famous outside, and I don't want these people to recognize it.

Luo Xueyi didn't seem to realize that she was being watched, and looked at one with gentle eyes, and continued to sing:

"I want to ask the marriage to borrow the red thread,
Deeply buried in the blood of life.

Use silk to warm your skin,

I was lingering in that arms.

You always stick the silver hairpin on the sun casually,
Thousands of rays of light fluff the waves of your long hair.

I smell the fragrance and trek to infinity,
Just to see your face clearly.

......"

The singing brought one to the desert.

It seems to see a beautiful ancient princess smiling at herself, dancing under the moonlight.

Her peerless beauty is yet unattainable.

The inside of the carriage was very quiet, and the passengers were mesmerized and immersed in the beautiful singing scene.

Some passengers saw Luo Xueyi with green hair and dressed like a beautiful girl in a cartoon, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

Even the high-speed train attendant who heard the singing and rushed to stop the "showman" on the train held his breath and couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful scene.

"You always accidentally lean Qianying on the moon,

Thousands of hectares of moonlight dance your beautiful dream.

I smell the fragrance and trek to infinity,
Just to see your face clearly.

Whoever bathes in the sand river with the beauty is the sky and the earth for each other,

Who slept with the beauty in the sunset and got drunk for 2000 years?
Never said I was your dust,

But you are my Loulan.

......"

In the chorus part, the singing method of the treble has changed from the original singing.

Luo Xueyi combined ethereal loli voice with smokey voice, although not so high-pitched, it brought people a kind of dreamy hope.

It's not the sad and helpless feeling of the original singer.

After Luo Xueyi sang, she realized that there were people all around her.

"Okay, everyone, please sit back in your seats."

The flight attendants hurriedly persuaded the passengers to disperse to avoid unforeseen events.

It was a pity that those passengers did not have the opportunity to ask Luo Xueyi for his autograph.

But posting the recorded video online immediately is a must.

"Yizun, do you like my song?"

Luo Xueyi turned a blind eye to those people who ate melons, which was commonplace.In her eyes, there is only one statue now.

Luo Xueyi didn't know herself, so she directly called Yi Zun by his name, omitting his last name.

She just instinctively felt that by calling him this way, the relationship between the two of them was one step closer.

"I like it, it's really professional. After listening to your song, I feel a lot of things."

One said seriously.

This carefree boy still doesn't know what the change in Luo Xueyi's address means.

"is it?"

Luo Xueyi found it interesting, and his answer was so deep!
In fact, no matter what a statue said, it was interesting to Luo Xueyi's ears.

This song is sung for one.

She felt that she was hopelessly in love with this silly sunny boy.

"I found that when you sing, you are completely immersed in your own world, and the external disturbances can't affect you at all. Then if you can maintain this state of mind in everything you do, it will be perfect."

These perceptions of Yi Zun are actually the perceptions after learning the nine-character mantra.

The principles of the world are the same.

Art is actually the same.

"My song is not as perfect as you said. In fact, I am not sure about this Nanpiao. I don't know if I can realize my dream."

Luo Xueyi sighed.

"I believe that you will succeed!"

One said firmly.

"Really? When you say that, I am immediately full of confidence! I believe that you will succeed in making figures. Come on!"

Luo Xueyi immediately smiled, her face glowing.

"come on!"

One stretched out his hand and clapped with Luo Xueyi to cheer.

The two of them seemed to have endless conversations along the way, and two and a half hours passed quickly.

Kitty seemed to be tired of squatting on Yi Zun's clothes, and blinked his eyes.

"Hmph! You sing really badly, you coquettish fox, you want to seduce my master!"

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