"Wait a while, let me go and prepare first, and then I'll call you back when I'm done. ”

Jiang Zimu's kitten eyes turned, put aside the next sentence, got up and dragged a box of dolls, and staggered into the house.

Xiao Li saw this earlier, and said in his heart, "Are you singing or am I singing?

Since he couldn't see through what medicine was sold in the gourd of the goddess, Xiao Da Aidou simply didn't bother much, turned back to the house, turned on the light, drank some warm water to rinse his mouth, and moistened his throat.

Although it is a one-on-one cappella, Xiao Da Idol, a veteran of the music industry who has experienced a hundred battles and has a concert of 10,000 people, still takes it seriously and opens his voice cautiously.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, I received Jiang Zimu's video call invitation.

Xiao Li stared at the screen and deliberately waited for a while before answering, looking at the familiar cat avatar, and there was a little pride in his heart for no reason.

"Goddess, are you ready?"

Jiang Zimu's little head rested far away from the palm of the camera, and the tricky angle at such a close angle made the kitten eyes look like black glass balls with a slight brown color, round, cute and mysterious.

"Uh-huh, ready. ”

"Wait for me to take a few steps back, sit back in the audience, and join the fan family hehe. ”

As the straight-line distance between Jiang Zimu and his mobile phone became larger and larger, Xiao Lizao finally saw the room layout of the only "live" participant of the online concert.

On the ground of Jiang Zimu's bed, hundreds of animal dolls sat obediently, in rows and vertically, as if they were a professional appearance of a 100-person mini n.

"Yo~~~"

Xiao Da Aidou touched his chin and couldn't stop laughing, "Goddess, I'm embarrassed to sing casually if you do this." ”

In order not to block the view of the audience in the back row, Jiang Zimu chose to sit at the end, that is, near the head of the bed.

With two legs tucked in front of his chest, one little finger wrapped around the arm of a kangaroo on his left, and the five fingers of the other hand were used to harass the chimpanzee on the right, and the fingertips nimbly scratched people's big feet.

"You can sing as much as you want, no matter how casual it is, as long as it's sung by your old man, it's all good. ”

Xiao Lizao raised his eyes, "Do you want to sing?"

"Uh-huh~~~"

Jiang Zimu tilted his head cooperatively, and thought for a while, "Just ...... Let's start with a song "Starry Night". ”

Xiao Lizao shook his head, pursed his lips and smiled, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his whole temperament was a little different.

The light and agile tune, the catchy lyrics, and the pair of bright and cheerful hearts that sing and listen to the songs.

The title of the song says "Night", but it is written about a group of thick-skinned bear children who resist beating and take advantage of the moonlight to go down to the river to catch fish and chase fireflies around.

One bright and one dark, one moving and one quiet, a stable night, jumping innocence, a meeting, but there are countless saliva songs that are sad for the new words.

Halfway through the song, Jiang Zimu seemed to think of something, tilted his body, and jumped out of bed, "Wait a minute, I'll prepare my instrument and give you accompaniment." ”

"Clams?"

This goddess, can she also play a musical instrument?

Xiao Lizao was confused again, closed his eyes and shook his head, not only was he unhappy that his singing was interrupted, but in his heart, he secretly looked forward to it.

In just a few minutes, Jiang Zimu returned to his original position with a pocket cup noodle in each hand.

"Eh, what about the musical instruments?"

Jiang Zimu blinked and shook the instant noodles in front of him, "Huh." ”

"Nani?"

"Goddess, do you make wool?"

"Whoa!

Jiang Zimu shook the instant noodles up and down, left, right, and right again.

"You've always seen a professional like you, right?"

"Hehe, that, I know, but you're ......"

"An improved version of the homemade 'body sound percussion instrument' - sand bowl. ”

Jiang Zimu smacked his lips, "Crush the noodles, and then re-wrap them tightly." ”

"Listen, rustling, rustling, the main tone is crisp enough, the auxiliary sound is diverse, and the song "Starry Night" you wrote is simply not too compatible. ”

Hehe.

They are all sand characters, and sand sculptures are made with sand bowls, which are worthy of the name!

Xiao Lizao turned his head to the side, he had nothing to love, but he still hugged Jiang Zimu to pay tribute to her bold creativity in using local materials.

"Amazing, amazing. ”

"Foodies change the world. After a while, the accompaniment will be over, and it will help you replenish the stamina you have consumed, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Da Idol looked helpless, sighed, and waved his big hand, "Start with the second section." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Jiang Zimu's singing is bad, the main reason is that he can't grasp the pitch and rhythm. Therefore, letting her accompany is basically equivalent to finding a bear child for herself who specializes in making trouble.

Where it should be fast, she couldn't catch up slowly, and when Xiao Lizao's melody slowed down, she went up again to dance and chirp.

She skipped the accents that should be strengthened, and the parts that should be ignored she suddenly intensified with excitement.

Well, don't say it, from this point of view, this "sand bowl" accompaniment is the same as "Starry Night", parentheses, and is nicknamed "Song of the Bear Child" by the aunts of Jujube Lin, which is really inexplicably worthy of flying.

"Tsk, ...... in music"

"I'm afraid that we won't be able to cultivate a tacit understanding in our lives!"

Xiao Da Idol slandered for a while, crying and laughing. However, what else can I do, the songs I wrote, the audience I picked, I have to sing them when I kneel, and I have to be spoiled when I cry.

Fortunately, Xiao Singer is strong and can stabilize the field, how you want to play, how to sing, how Lao Tzu should sing. Except for holding his stomach, wanting to point at Jiang Zimu's nose and scold that he is dead and hopeless, and by the way, he bankrupted her family and hired a vocal teacher, Xiao Da Idol has no other adverse reactions.

At the end of the song, Jiang Zimu didn't stop, reached out and put the cup noodles on the bedside table next to him, groped with his little hands, and pulled out two pork sausages wrapped in plastic bags.

"Don't eat it. ”

Xiao Li was angry when he saw it.

"What's the matter, my song "Starry Night" is quite similar to "Announcing the Name of the Dish"?

"What," Jiang Zimu pouted, unhurriedly took out two whole sausages from his bag, licked his lips, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"I'm supporting, I'm supporting!"

As soon as the words fell, the two sausages knocked each other, raised their arms, and directly used the sausages as a support stick.

"Ahem~~~"

"Ear pregnancy vocal cords Xiao Lizao!"

"Xiao Lizao, the star picker!"

"Dance machine Xiao Lizao!"

"Xiao Lizao in the prime of beauty!"

"Yay~~~"

Jiang Zimu compared a v, and applauded with his feet.

Xiao Da Idol put on a cold face of "You see if I buy it", and looked at Jiang Zimu on the screen who shouted to the cuckoo for himself.

With a frown, Xiao Da Idol suddenly smiled, raised his two hands above his head, and began to learn from him.

"Five tones are not Jiang Zimu!"

"Fake fan head Jiang Zimu!"

"Eating expert Jiang Zimu!"

"Happy pig raising Jiang Zimu!"

"Yay~~~"

Oh~~~

Jiang Zimu was tight, and he had a subway mobile phone face of "I don't know much about this world".

Unbelievable!

idols give fans reverse support?

Now the interaction of bean flour has become this kind of gameplay?

In other words, Xiao Lizao's operation, does it have to be the only one in concerts at home and abroad?

"One more song, "The Magic of Love"! I won't accompani, I'll sing it to you!"

"Pull me down, if you want to send me away, just say it!"

"Your opening of your voice is equivalent to destroying the ecological environment of Langfu, do you understand?"

Jiang Zimu rolled his eyes, "Do you want to say?"

"After listening to the old lady singing, these dolls can be scared to run into the mountains and become exotic wild animals?"

Hmph, on the curve swearing, the old lady ranks second, no one dares to call the first.

"Tut, kudos to you!"

Xiao Li pursed his lips early, and a thumbs-up brother handed it over.

"Don't get me wrong, it's not praising your intelligence, it's praising your self-knowledge!"

"I'll bite you to death!"

Jiang Zimu knocked his teeth, and wiped a layer of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, the sausage was closer to his nose, and the fragrance became stronger.

Jiang Zimu's nose trembled, and in the next second, he changed from opening his teeth and dancing his claws to pious prayer, squinting his eyes and smiling happily, what kind of hatred and resentment, why shout and kill, where can I live or die?

With a creak, I took a direct bite.

Gastronomy, that is, justice.

"Ouch~~~ You're a goddess ......"

Xiao Lizao sighed, covered his face with his two hands, and lowered his head and snickered.

"This goddess...... It's so cute!"

Early the next morning, Mr. Xiao, who had been hungry for meat all night, ate someone's special meat sauce soup powder as he wished, and he was satisfied.

The group set off from the hostel and rushed back to Aman. Xiao Lizao and Gu Suixin were going to participate in the filming and deployment briefing early in the morning, while Jiang Zimu was taken by Gao Dashan to the translation interview to apply for a pilot job.

This time, the recruitment of Laos' liaison personnel was presided over by the second-in-command of the "X-F" special effects crew. However, given that the photographer is the absolute power of the film crew, Eaton, as a representative of the photographer group, is also one of the interviewers.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Zimu saw at a glance the soft and collapsed skin of the little old man in the main seat of the conference room, wrinkled and dry, and the half-sleeved sweatshirt did not cover the tattoo on his left arm.

"Hey, old man with the flower arm. Jiang Zimu swept the name tag in front of the old man, and snorted secretly, "Isn't this a coincidence?"

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