The top white moonlight is me

Guan Shenhe and Yu Linxin were still in charge of the dinner, and Lu Xian helped out. He basically took care of all the housework when he was resting at home.

"Don't look at him like this, he actually loves his wife." Guan Shenhe teased Lu Xian while cutting the meat.

Lu Xian smiled and said, "It's only natural for a man to love his wife, Lin Xin, don't you think so?"

Thinking of Ting Xi, Yu Linxin replied with a smile on his face, "Mr. Lu is right."

The eyes of Lu Xian and Guan Shenhe bypassed Yu Linxin and met behind him.

"Cough...well, Lin Xin, are you a fan of Ting Xi? It doesn't look like the first time you heard him sing." Lu Xian tentatively asked.

Yu Linxin nodded, "Yes, I have watched all the singing videos of Xiaoxi in the show before, but unfortunately there are too few of them."

There is regret in his eyes, Ting Xi has appeared in some variety shows, basically playing side roles, and singing videos are even rarer, almost covering his draft period.

His materials are too scarce, and very difficult to find, there is no way, who will make it confusing.

Guan Shenhe and Lu Xian looked at each other, opened their mouths, and asked hesitantly: "Lin Xin, do you really think Ting Xi's singing is good?"

Yu Linxin's eyes were full of doubts, and he asked bluntly: "Otherwise?"

"Don't you think so? His voice was kissed by an angel."

The two of Guan Shenhe were completely petrified, oh my god, they guessed that Yu Linxin pretended to think it sounded good to encourage Tingxi, similar to her boyfriend who is poor at cooking, but personally cooked a table of dishes for you, no matter how unpalatable you have to swallow, or I have to boast that it is delicious.

Unexpectedly, Yu Linxin sincerely thought Ting Xi's singing was good, and thought that everyone was like him.

"Ah... Ting Xi's voice is really nice, clear and transparent." But it's out of tune!

The second half of Guan Shenhe's words got stuck deep in his throat.

Yu Linxin smiled tenderly, "He is excellent in everything he does."

Lu Xian shook his head slightly towards Guan Shenhe.

Guan Shenhe finally realized that Xi Shi's power is in the eye of the beholder. Yu Linxin said that he is a fan of Ting Xi, but it seems that he is still a fan.

After dinner, Guan Qi and Ji Hong washed the dishes and fed the dog.

They looked at Ting Xi, who was squatting in front of the puppy, carefully watching the puppy eating, and whispered, "Ting Xi's singing is too strong."

Guan Qi lowered his voice and leaned over, "Isn't the most powerful thing about him singing to himself? I can't count it at all?"

Ji Hong speculated: "Could it be that you have heard too much rainbow fart?"

"How on earth did he debut as a singer?"

Guan Qiteng washed off the foam on his hands, wiped off the water stains with his apron, and used his mobile phone to search and analyze the videos of participating in the talent show.

Ji Hong watched and shook his head, "The other contestants and Ting Xi have different styles of painting. Whoever stands next to him will be ugly. Fortunately, I didn't meet Ting Xi when I debuted, otherwise I should have closed myself."

After listening to a song, both of them were silent.

"I found that his hard work has paid off. At least now I can clearly hear what scriptures he is reciting." Ji Hong was the first and the second.

Perhaps Ting Xi's Chinese pronunciation was a bit strange because he had just returned to China, and he seldom spoke on weekdays.

"Ah... my baby is so pretty, such a tender and beautiful boy, whoever will make his debut if he doesn't make it!" Guan Qi was completely engrossed in it.

Ji Hong: "..."

Facts have proved that it is not a problem to sing badly, but to look good is the key.

The evening event was changed to a rehearsal, and Guan Shenhe discussed with Lu Xian, hoping to change the song.

"Why?" Ting Xi raised his head, his light pupils were like deer, ignorant and innocent.

The two old uncles were hit immediately, and the father's love overflowed.

"Let the children sing, it's a big deal." Lu Xian changed his position.

Although Guan Shenhe, like him, was about to turn his back on him, his rationality finally held him back, "No, you will be scolded if it is broadcasted."

"I think singing a children's song on Children's Day is more suitable for the occasion. The image of Teacher Lu is not suitable. Do you think you can do it?" Guan Shenhe tried hard to fool.

Lu Xian quickly cooperated, he kept exercising all the year round, even though he was over fifty years old, his appearance was still young, and he even looked like a bandit.

Ting Xi didn't doubt it, thought for a second, nodded and agreed, "Okay."

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief. The nursery rhymes are simple, so they should be able to sing normally.

However, they still overestimate the analysis.

Ji Hong probed furtively, "I have chosen a new name for Ting Xie."

The other three urged him to speak quickly with their eyes.

Ji Hong said with a serious expression: "Death song base."

Three people: "..."

Guan Qi shook his goosebumps, "It's so cold."

Ji Hong thought for a while and raised his hand, "Why don't we tell Ting Xi directly, he is very reasonable, and it's better to die in front of us than to die outside."

Guan Shenhe agreed, "Xiaohong is right, Ting Xi is a singer, and he has to face the truth."

On the other side, Ting Xi looked worriedly at the few people sitting in front of him.

Lowering his eyelashes, he stared at the thread on the hem of the clothes, stretched out his hand and pulled it, "I can't sing very well, they must be discussing how to tell me."

Yu Linxin sat down, shoulder to shoulder with him, the warmth was conveyed through his clothes.

"Xiao Xi, your singing is really super cute and beautiful." He stared straight at Ting Xi without blinking.

Ting Xi glanced into Yu Linxin's thick black pupils, which were dark and bright, reflecting his own figure.

Yu Linxin didn't do it to comfort herself.

His tense shoulders gradually relaxed, "I'm cranky again."

"It's okay, when you are confused and sad, just come to me, I will make you happy." Yu Linxin spread out his hands, and put a piece of citrus-flavored candy flat on his palm.

Ting Xi was overjoyed, "Where did you come from?"

Yu Linshen raised an index finger to him and put it in front of his lips, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh:

Ting Xi's heart was gurgling and small bubbles popped up, he peeked at Ji Hong and the others, and whispered, "It's not good to eat alone."

Yu Linxin peeled off the candy wrapper for him, "Bow your head."

Ting Xi lowered his head obediently, and snatched away the sweet and sour candy. It was so strange, the candy clearly had a sour taste, but he only tasted the rich sweetness.

Yu Linxin quietly approached his ear, "I will always be partial to you."

The low-alcohol and pleasant voice seemed to carry an electric current, and quickly passed through the ear canal, making the whole body tingle, the sweetness on the tip of the tongue instantly swelled, and even the air became sweet.

Ting Xi could clearly hear his flustered heartbeat, his heartbeat was so loud, would Yu Linxin hear it?

He hugged his calves, put his chin on his knees, and covered his chest almost as if covering his ears, as if he could hide his violent heartbeat by doing so.

The four of Guan Shenhe discussed it well, turned their heads to speak, and saw Ting Xi sitting at the door with his calves hugged, his body covered in pink bubbles, his ears were crimson like rubies, and his eyes peeked at Yu Linxin's profile from time to time, but he didn't know the other person He had already seen it through, and deliberately shifted his gaze when Ting Xi looked over, and Ting Xi diverted his gaze, while Yu Linxin immediately stared at Ting Xi.

Four people: "..."

The sour smell of love.

They can't get into this atmosphere!

It was bedtime in a blink of an eye, before Lu Xian entered the guest room, and before Guan Qi returned to the girls' room, they stared deeply at Guan Shenhe and Ji Hong. Such a difficult task was entrusted to you two.

The two stood stiffly in the corridor, staring at each other.

"Teacher Guan, what should we do?" Ji Hong was weak and helpless.

Teacher Guan sighed, "Let me tell."

Ji Hong revived instantly, his eyes full of worship, "Mr. Guan, from now on I will be your fanboy!"

Teacher Guan took a step back, "That's not necessary."

He couldn't bear to tell the truth that it was meaningless for Ji Hong's wall to be his object of worship based on the yield per mu.

After much deliberation, Guan Shenhe decided to talk to Yu Linxin.

While Ting Xi was taking a bath, Guan Shenhe called Yu Linxin outside, "I want to talk to you about Ting Xi's singing."

Yu Linxin was puzzled, "Is there a problem?"

Guan Shenhe rubbed the center of his brows, "Except for you, we all agree that he sings, and his magic voice fills our ears."

Yu Linxin was stunned, Guan Shenhe seldom saw Yu Linxin with a silly expression, he held back his smile and said, "I'm not kidding, really."

"The same song, the tune is different every time he sings, people suspect that he changed the song, the situation is very serious."

Yu Linxin was stunned for half a minute, before recovering, "I see Teacher Guan, thank you."

Guan Shenhe patted him on the shoulder, "We don't want to hurt Ting Xi's self-esteem, but after the show is broadcast, he still has to face the reality, and even in the future, he will always sing on stage one day, and paper can't hold fire."

"I understand what you mean. Don't worry, Xiaoxi is not a flower in a greenhouse. He is strong and strong, which is nothing to him." Yu Linxin's eyes were smiling, and he was very grateful to Guan Shenhe and the others for their consideration .

In the early morning of the next day, Ting Xi stepped into the chicken coop, and the majestic flock of chickens turned into quails in a second, huddled together, and huddled in a corner, not daring to resist at all, watching Ting Xi take their eggs.

By the way, he cleaned up the chicken coop. Every time it was Ting Xi’s turn to feed the chickens, the chickens were very obedient, and no chicken dared to grab the food. Ji Hong often complained that these chickens must have become smart and know how to bully the weak and fear the hard. When it was his turn to feed the chickens, it was like fighting a war. .

The paparazzi followed behind Ting Xi stickily, its little tail wagging non-stop.

Ting Xi rubbed the dog's head, then went to feed the pigs.

The two pigs looked sleepy, and they were not as active in eating as usual. Ting Xi thought that he would not be sick.

He immediately went to find the old man next door. The old man had raised pigs all his life and had rich experience. The little native dog ran after Ting Xi and almost fell across the river. Ting Xi picked it up and picked it up like a cheetah.

"It's not a big problem, it's just heatstroke. Move them to a cooler place and feed them some light salt water." The uncle took a look and immediately asked the question.

There was a towel hanging around Yu Linxin's neck, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his thin short sleeves were drenched from front to back, sticking to his skin, outlining his upper body with clear texture and smooth lines.

"what happened?"

After running, his voice became deeper and deeper, and after a distance, Ting Xi was in a trance, his breath sprayed on his body, scorching hot and sultry.

Licking his lips, Ting Xi pretended to be calm and explained: "The two pigs have suffered from heat stroke, I ask Uncle Zhong to take a look."

Uncle Zhong waved his hand, "It's a small matter, I'll go back first, don't worry about feeding the feed, you can pour some cold water on the pigs to cool down."

Ting Xi sent the man to the intersection, thanked him again, and walked back alone, feeling hot in his heart. I'm afraid Yu Linxin didn't seduce him on purpose. After recording the show, he must find a chance to savor the taste of the top class when he returns.

Make up your mind and send a message to Mirro: Check out what crime tools you need, buy all the useful ones, and transfer the money to your card.

Mirro responded to the message in seconds, and Ting analyzed that he was so positive when he saw the money.

Mirro: Big brother is bold, big brother is mighty, I'll handle things, don't worry!

Ting Xi raised the corners of her lips, and the sunlight behind her broke through the clouds and poured down.

All is ready except for the opportunity.