"Mom, my roommates are here. Tang Mianmian took the three of them to the front of Master Tang Mu first to meet the elders.

Facing the elders, the mouths of the three of them became sweet, and they all shouted in unison: "Hello, Auntie." ”

"You are here, you are all good children, how beautiful you are, when you come to the house today, you will eat and have fun, let Mianmian take you. Tang Mule said.

"Thank you, Auntie. The three of them spoke in unison.

"Mom, I'm taking someone to play. ”

"Go ahead, be treated, you know?" Tang Mu waved her hand and continued to talk to the rich ladies who came.

"This is Mianmian! She has grown so big all of a sudden? I used to see that she was a little girl!"

"That's right! Now that the female college has changed eighteen times, she is beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?"

"The child is still young, so he shouldn't have talked about it yet. ”

"Then you have to pay attention! The future son-in-law should be chosen well, my son is good, should the two of us get married?"

"I still want to keep Mianmian by my side for a few more years, you don't want to snatch people!"

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The chats of several rich wives, the four people in the 302 dormitory more or less, all heard a little.

The eyes of the three of them looked at Tang Mianmian secretly, and they couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny, I don't believe that the three of you won't marry in the future!

"Yes, but you should be the fastest to marry. Ye Ling retorted with a grin.

"Okay, you Ye Lingling, look at my strength. ”

Tang Mianmian stretched out his claws and chased after Ye Ling, and only after Ye Ling's begging for mercy did he let the person go.

"Do you want to go to the billiards room to have some fun, or do you want to have a bite to eat now?" said Tang Mianmian, who was mysterious, and her babies aroused the interest of the three of them.

"Go see your baby first. Ning Rong said.

Ye Ling nodded, and Song Rou looked like she would go anywhere first.

Tang Mianmian clapped his hands and decided: "Hehe, then I'll take you there, the music room, and go." ”

No one expected that Tang Mianmian would have a special music room at home.

It stands to reason that a family like the Tang family attaches great importance to inheritance and passes on their industry from generation to generation, and the cultivation of their children is the top priority, not to mention that they will let their children play music.

"Don't look like that, as if you're surprised, my parents said that before I graduated from college, I would play whatever I wanted, and I would study whatever I was interested in, and they were very supportive. Tang Mianmian looked at the music room, this place can only be built thanks to the support of Tang's father and Tang's mother.

"Then after you graduate, you won't pursue music anymore?" Ye Ling asked, until the end of the book, there was no mention of Tang Mianmian's follow-up development, a person who likes music so much, and who regards music as a dream, will give up his dream in the future?

As soon as this question was mentioned, Tang Mianmian's expression collapsed, "Let's talk about it after graduation, maybe I don't like it and go to inherit the family business!"

When this sentence came out, I don't know if I was comforting Ye Ling and Tang Mianmian herself.

For what will happen in the future, who can say for sure.

"Yes. Ye Ling nodded.

"Not to mention, this is my most precious thing. Tang Mianmian pointed to a shiny drum kit.

The purpose is a drum kit, the drum surface is glass luster white, very clear, the drum body is pure black, translucent, and the metal ring on one side is also shining, of course, you can't only look at the appearance, Tang Mianmian sat on the chair behind the drum kit, and directly played a piece for the three of them.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Good. Ning Rong admired, as the only one of the three people in the audience who knew this, the sound of the drum was clear and transparent, the penetration was very strong, and the drum frame was strong, whether it was a drum kit or Tang Mianmian's drumming skills, they were all worthy of this praise.

In the music room, there is not only this drum kit, but also a wall with several guitars hung on it, a violin and cello against the wall, and opposite, an electronic keyboard, behind which there is a wooden cabinet of the same height as a person, and a small gadget is placed in each space, such as a harmonica.

Ye Ling saw a harmonica with a dark blue appearance, which was very noble and beautiful.

There are also kalimba thumb pianos, small harp gonghou, six-hole ocarina, mini piccolo, etc., some of which are a little larger than the palm of the hand, and some of which can be completely held in one hand.

I didn't have much interest in these instruments, but it was a little strange, and Ye Ling looked at them one by one.

Song Rou took a chair and sat down, picked up her mobile phone and took a few photos of the background of the music room.

Ning Rong was pulled aside by Tang Mianmian to discuss, and she took out a stack of sheet music from the drawer, which were all songs written by the band she established in high school, and they were the treasures of her treasures.

"Look, this is the song I wrote for the band before me. ”

Ning Rong started to read from the first page of the score, her ability to sense the notes was particularly high, the notes on the paper quickly formed a tone in her mind, after a few glances of the first sheet, the tune of the song appeared in her mind, she tried to hum a short paragraph, and soon, she couldn't sing anymore, after reading the next few scores, she returned these to Tang Mianmian.

"How is it?" Tang Mianmian asked anxiously, her eyes shining with anticipation, indicating that she wanted to be praised.

Ning Rong doesn't lie, and he doesn't weigh his words, so.

"What's written?"

Tang Mianmian was stunned on the spot, the pupils of those big eyes were dilated, and there was a surprised look on his face.

Ning Rong: Isn't what you said too direct? Look at Tang Mianmian has been hurt a lot!

"Actually, it's not that bad, I just can't find the tone. ”

Can't find the key? Can't find the key of a tune? It's not bad, but what else is bad. Tang Mianmian was stabbed by Ning Rong for the second time, and sighed: "It seems that I really don't have the talent to write songs." ”

I was a little reluctant to give up, and asked again: "Is it really so bad?"

Ning Rong nodded and spoke again: "You finished writing the score, didn't you try to sing a tune yourself?"

The opposite shook his head, sure enough, Ning Rong supported his forehead, and only used the notes to splice the score, just like doing a math problem, taking some formulas and messing around, writing a bunch of messy things, and getting a seemingly correct answer, in fact, he couldn't get a single point.

"You should stop writing tunes in the future, our band will just sing other songs. ”

Tang Mianmian's self-confidence was damaged, and he wanted to find it back through other means, so he invited Ning Rong to come along: "I have a microphone, a stereo, and an accompaniment, how about singing with my drums?"

To be honest, Ning Rong was a little moved, there were no outsiders here, even if others heard the singing from the door, they couldn't guess that she was there to sing, and she wouldn't be known by others, so she wouldn't be discovered by Ms. Ning, and there would be no problems.