sing to the boss

Chapter 67: Small Fist Punching Your Chest

Tsing Yi naturally did not go to the interview site.

If you can become a member of Highland Barley, you will have the opportunity to meet.

Not egotistical.

You know.

As a sophomore in high school, and because school had just started, there was not much homework, so as soon as school was over, Qing Yi and Chu Baishuang went to the Internet cafe to hang out.

It seems normal for minors to enter Internet cafes.

Seeing the cashier lady swiping her card with a "universal ID card", she turned on the machine.

The young lady was pretty good looking, which made Chu Baishuang's wolf claws ready to move, but in the end she put away her desire to die because of her reason.

Why come to an Internet cafe?
Don't you know that you need to have an atmosphere in an Internet cafe to play games? !

The configuration of the Internet cafe was not bad, the two quickly climbed into the game, Tsing Yi was wearing a mask, if someone caught this, there must be some strange news.

Don't underestimate the influence of public figures, a bit of negative news will overturn the car.

If Chu Baishuang hadn't asked him to come to the Internet cafe as if he wanted to act like a baby, he really wouldn't have come to this place because he couldn't bear the chill on his back.

After entering the small account password given by Chu Baishuang, Tsing Yi climbed into the game.

Why do you say that the large size dare not go up?
Go up and play with snakeskin?
The game is not played, and countless system prompts can make the computer in the Internet cafe vent fire.

Are aliens really haunted?
The configuration of Internet cafes for underage Nenglang is not much higher, and Tsing Yi can only do so.

The two teamed up to complete the daily tasks, and Chu Baishuang stood aside with a wretched expression: "jjc?"

"NO!"

Tsing Yi had no expression on his face, and resolutely refused to exchange coins with this guy.

"Then what can..."

Chu Baishuang was unhappy when he heard it. What fun is there in playing Jisan and not jjc?
"Hang up."

Tsing Yi left him alone, and spoke lightly.

"So you have no pursuit?" Chu Baishuang wanted to shame the keyboard. He played games just for sex. How could he be so stupid if no one would accompany him?

Tsing Yi didn't say a word, and didn't even bother to answer the words. The name Chu Baishuang gave him was a husky, and his red hair in military uniform looked... a bit unorthodox.

Hmm... Anyway, he's quite handsome.

Wandering around Yangzhou bored, watching the players all over the place either begging for food or doing business, his mind was still on the task.

"Ugh……"

Chu Baishuang sighed frantically at the side, shrugged his head with a gloomy expression, so he had to start his daily routine of dispersing.

The process is to tease girls.

With extremely embarrassing voices and false melancholy, how could they still have a good chat along the way?
Tsing Yi glanced at Chu Baishuang with a wretched smile and a YD smile from the corner of her eye, she moved her chair unobtrusively, and decided to take back what she said this morning.

This is a wretched stream in the world of death, recalling the door panel inserted in an unknown part in his memory, he decided to mourn in silence.

Well, the typical demeanor of the scar forgetting the pain!

Without complaining too much, Tsing Yi switched back to the desktop, opened the webpage, and logged on to station D. For the next few days, he decided not to broadcast live for the time being, thinking about which song to choose next.

Forty days is definitely too much to wait, the first song should be done quickly.

I wandered around on Station D and watched a lot of videos, both singing and dancing, but they were too repetitive.

Refresh a few times, there are quite a few cover works Tsing Yi, and some even add dances to the songs.

People in this circle really have nothing to do.

Everyone is working hard for it.

After watching for half an hour, Tsing Yi had an inspiration after clicking on a playing video.

In the video, I saw a girl playing the guzheng. She was dressed in a lavender Hanfu. Her pretty face, which was decorated with a little rouge, was neither sad nor happy.

What attracts Tsing Yi is not her looks, but the music.

The poignant beauty in the song made Tsing Yi immediately decide the style of the next song.

A little bit of sadness, separated from the pain of God's punishment, her song seems to be telling that one person is waiting for the king.

What can be said.

Most of Tsing Yi's previous styles were based on 'attack', referring to the return of the king.

Then change the form.

Waiting for you to return?

Of course, it doesn’t have to be this, just songs with this type of melody.

Plus some singing skills as a foil.

The song gradually emerges.

"Silk Play"

This song has nothing directly to do with the return of the king. It uses the puppet old man to accompany and part with his own puppet to tell a love.

The music is slow and the words are comfortable, and the drama is added to fill it perfectly.

There are operas in the world, but they have not been integrated into songs, and the copywriting of songs also exists.

This also gave Tsing Yi some ideas.

Whether it is realized or not is still under consideration.

"Qingzi!"

Chu Baishuang at the side suddenly interrupted Tsing Yi's train of thought, he looked puzzled, and gave him a look that would kill him if he didn't explain clearly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Chu Baishuang had an innocent face, and Tsing Yi just stared at the video in a daze, this was the first time he had seen this expression.

Tsing Yi: "..."

Are you free?

"Hurry up, save the field, save the field, there are really no people!" Chu Baishuang continued.

Tsing Yi sighed secretly, since when did he have difficulty choosing?
After sorting out my thoughts, I returned to the game. At this moment, the husky was still standing in the center of Yangzhou, because of its appearance and the big orange weapon lingering in light, many people were watching.

"Group."

It's not a good time to have random thoughts now, Qing Yi said calmly.

As soon as the words were finished, Chu Baishuang threw an invitation to form a team, and Tsing Yi directly joined the team.

There is also a nanny in the team.

"Hit San San again?"

Qing Yi's head hurt, remembering the last experience.

"Hey, this girl is a twelfth grade girl, she's all right!" Chu Baishuang said with confidence, without any fear.

"Twelve paragraphs can't move two badass."

Tsing Yi's tone remained unchanged.

Chu Baishuang, a Sabi thing who combines fraud and death in one.

Chu Baishuang, who was at the side, immediately became unhappy when he heard Tsing Yi's words. How can this be called food?
At most it's handicapped!

Although there seems to be no difference between the two.

But the words sound better!

"Do you want to go to YY?" Chu Baishuang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Do not."

Tsing Yi mercilessly displayed his facial paralysis skills.

If the style of painting changes...

Cough, make up your own brain.

I feel that it is useless to send it to the hospital for emergency treatment...

Can rot be cured?
ok let's come back.

Tsing Yi didn't go to YY, but Chu Baishuang was chatting, with a stubborn appearance. Tsing Yi already knew that the door panel was going to be moved inside again.

"Ok?"

Tsing Yi was stunned, only to see a teacher apprentice message popping up in the game, "What is this?"

The number belonged to Chu Baishuang, and he couldn't refuse directly, so he asked.

The environment in the Internet cafe is pretty good, not very noisy, Qing Yi’s voice is not loud...

It still didn't reach Chu Baishuang's ears.

He reached out and pulled Chu Baishuang's mouse pad.

Chu Baishuang: "Jiliguala..."

Squint your eyes, is this guy on top?

Chu Baishuang: "Jiliguaila!!"

"Oh!"

Tsing Yi raised his hand with a flat face, and punched him flying.

Then a calm voice sounded:
"Someone is looking for you as a teacher."

"..."

The answer was a hand hanging in the air and swaying.

　There is a dinner party, and updates with additional updates will be after [-] o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)