Of course, a simple admiration can't match the sisterhood of getting along day and night, and Zhou Lanlan is still their eldest sister.

How hard is it to practice singing?

After receiving the senior's song list, in addition to studying, Zhou Lanlan spent almost all of her time on those songs. When eating, walking, even when sleeping, I have to listen to those songs for a while every night before I go to sleep.

Zhou Lanlan was not fat, only one hundred and two pounds, and recently she was going to ninety-two pounds. It's something they all know.

Isn't that why?

As a result, such a long time of hard work in exchange for such a few words?

Fail!

Do it again!

Then, everyone knew about this text message, and then they condemned the senior and comforted Zhou Lanlan in unison.

"What kind of senior is this, Lan Lan, forget it, let's ignore him!"

"Lan Lan, you sing very well, it's not what the senior said at all!"

......

Zhou Lanlan bit her lip and didn't speak.

The text message was sent, and about three minutes later, Xu Guangling received a reply: "Senior, am I really bad at singing?"

"For the average person, it's good, even good. But for you, you can sing better. ”

Zhou Lanlan's text messages were all sent and received under the watchful eye of the little sisters, and she didn't even see Xu Guangling's text messages for the first time.

"What do you mean by this, senior, is it a compliment or a deprecation?" a little girl with a slightly anxious temperament shouted, and the next moment, she even snatched Zhou Lanlan's mobile phone, typed quickly, and then clicked send.

Zhou Lanlan was not in a hurry to stop it.

"Sing better, can you sing as well as Faye Wong?"

Well, this little girl is either a fan of Faye Wong, or Faye Wong has the highest status or the most fame in her mind.

Seeing this text message, Xu Guangling was stunned for a moment.

This is a bit like Zhou Lanlan's tone?

But in fact, he didn't have much contact with Zhou Lanlan, and he didn't know much about the temper of the little girl's group.

So the next moment, Xu Guangling replied normally: "There is a possibility." ”

And after receiving this text message, whether it was Zhou Lanlan or her group of little sisters, they were all a little stunned.

Leave Zhou Lanlan aside.

Those little girls, under Zhou Lanlan's ostentatious introduction, have a "more detailed" understanding of Xu Guangling, and its content is nothing more than learning is very rebellious, in addition, all kinds of evening parties in the school are hosted, and they can write songs and various musical instruments......

This is simply the standard configuration of "Prince Charming", no, high configuration.

What's more, there is also the scorching one.

In their opinion, Senior Xu is not only talented, but also rape-like flowering.

The admiration of the little girl is so simple and easy, and in the case that she hasn't even seen it, this Senior Xu has already become a slightly special "senior" in their minds.

The previous grievances are not returned.

And at this time, see such words......

The next moment, they all looked at Zhou Lanlan with inexplicable expressions.

In fact, Zhou Lanlan herself looked inexplicable, what did the senior's words mean?

Is it a casual remark, or is it ......

"Senior, I want to listen to the truth. ”

Zhou Lanlan's fingers were unconsciously typing, typing and deleting, and so on several times, and finally typed this sentence, which was inexplicably ordered by her to send.

Then, she waited for a long time, and did not wait for Xu Guangling's reply.

A very happy dinner ended in a very strange atmosphere.

"Lan Lan, will you sing it again?" When she went downstairs, a little sister asked Zhou Lanlan.

Zhou Lanlan paused, then pursed her lips and nodded seriously.

Before turning off the computer, Xu Guangling looked at the time, 5:38.

In winter, it gets dark early, so at this time, it can basically be said that it is twilight outside, and the streets must have been brightly lit.

During this time, he had been tormented by the itching pain in his body, and Xu Guangling's time was either sleeping at the bottom of the Tianchi Pond, or fighting each other frantically with a group of beasts at the training base. At this time, such a schedule finally came to an end, and Xu Guangling was very relaxed.

For a moment, he had the idea of going outside.

So, after reporting to Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu, Xu Guangling came on foot for a trip.

This time there was no goal and no time limit.

In fact, it's just a walk, and the slight difference is that this walk will be a little longer and the time will be a little longer.

There is nothing to see in the city, but it is just a crowd of people who have gathered because of business, and what should be appreciated, Xu Guangling has already experienced it in the past, and he will not set foot in what should not be appreciated and cannot be appreciated.

So although there is no goal, Xu Guangling's main direction is still landscape.

I have already seen the mountain last time, and the focus this time is naturally water.

The map of the entire Northeast was in his mind, and after Xu Guangling chose a direction, he directly "scattered".

Well, yes, it's a walk.

From twilight to the rising of the moon, to the light of the stars, to the darkness of the night, to the arrival of the dawn. When the sun rose, Xu Guangling was already in a small nameless market three or four hundred miles away.

In the bustling crowd of people rushing to the morning market, Xu Guangling ate his first breakfast on the way.

Hot and sour noodles, xiao long bao.

After eating, he walked around this small street by the way, and Xu Guangling continued.

At noon, Xu Guangling came to the Hunchun River, and in the town by the river, Xu Guangling had lunch.

Rice, sauerkraut stewed white fish.

Walking along the Hunchun River, there is the Tumen River. In a small county town near the Tumen River, Xu Guangling ate today's third meal, mutton steamed buns!

In fact, this is not a special steamed bun shop, the main business of the store is mutton stick bones and mutton noodles, but Xu Guangling saw the familiar name, and his heart moved, so he ordered.

Being in a strange place, in a casual small restaurant, the diners who come in and out all speak with extremely local accents.

It's a very different experience.

Xu Guangling is not a poet, otherwise, there should be a poem at this time.

Because at this moment, he did have a certain feeling in his heart, but what kind of feeling it was, Xu Guangling himself couldn't say.

After the meal, I walked out of the restaurant and stepped onto the street, and was blown by the evening breeze, and that feeling also dissipated.

Such and such.

Along the way, there is actually nothing new to say, Xu Guangling just walked so casually.

Walking through the morning, walking through noon, walking through dusk, walking through twilight, and walking through the starry sky. Walking through the plains, walking through the water veins, walking through small villages, walking through small towns, walking through cities, walking through shoulder to shoulder, and walking through boundless wastelands.

Eating, sleeping, bathing, bathing, dotting.

On the street, a favorite song suddenly sounds.

In the wilderness, the sound of the wind mixed with the roar of an unknown beast was faintly heard.

These are very ordinary and bland.

But Xu Guangling seemed to be addicted, and the trip, which was originally expected to be only three or four days, was repeatedly extended by him to half a month.

Half a month, a journey of thousands of miles.

In half a month, Xu Guangling traveled to the two major water systems in the northeast.

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