(This chapter is a little ridiculous, and I won't talk about the content of the ridicule.) ）

"The organ in the classroom

Ding-dong-ding-dong

Like the voice of your confession

The action has been very light

Smile at the end of your letter

Turning away from the back

Love your beautiful handwriting for your care......"

It is light and light, it is appropriate to paint the green screen, and the sound of the warbler is like a swallow, Danqing, how to draw the sound of the warbler?

The sound is smooth, and the sound is loud.

Hu Lao's brain went blank all of a sudden, and he was stunned.

The slightly contemptuous thoughts in his heart were shattered at once, like a glass falling from the roof of a 180-story building, and like a yin and yang basin broken by the eldest son at a funeral......

Anyway, he went on.

"The warm milk bottle

Hold it tightly in my hands

There is a place where you are

I always feel very heartwarming

The days are like a merry-go-round

Keep going in your head

What are the scenes where you are good to me......"

Qin Xiaoling's voice is as beautiful as a guzheng, and her voice alone can kill people.

One Yongmen burst into tears, two red carp dewed their beards, and three white apes stretched their cheeks. When Zheng Nu went out to participate in the father-in-law, the falling flowers broke the empty silk. The tall building did not hide his voice, and he was ashamed to kill the hundred-tongued Huang Yinger.

But she is more energetic than the sound of the guzheng, a little more pleasant and crisp.

is obviously a sweet song in the style of a campus, but it actually made Hu Lao feel like a hundred birds contending, not chaotic, beautiful and rhythmic from time to time.

The high place of the Li Palace enters the green clouds, and the fairy music wind is heard everywhere. Slow singing and dancing silk bamboo, the king of the sun is not enough. Yu Yang Mo came agitatedly, breaking the song of neon clothes and feathers.

"This ......"

Hu Lao subconsciously looked at Meng Zuo, Meng Zuo smiled, but he didn't say a word.

Hu Lao didn't say a word, he made a little sound now, and he felt that he was tarnishing such a voice.

"You said that holding hands is an agreement

But that's not love, dear

It's like a meteor that doesn't have time to make a wish

No matter how beautiful it is, it can only be the past

Too beautiful a promise because too young

But that's not love, dear

It's like an elf lives in the wrong forest

That love is very transparent......"

Hu Lao thought that this should be the sweet wind on campus, but when he heard this, Hu Lao found that he was wrong.

He had seen such a passage before.

"There is a kind of person who, even if they lie, is willing to be deceived because they have done something that makes you feel that they are worth believing. ”

Two people together are like two objects balancing on a seesaw, trusting each other allows you to be close together with each other, and the balance of love will not be broken. However, once one of them chooses to let go, the redemption of the other will only make the love more unbalanced, and the painstaking entanglement and passive change will only accelerate the fall. The best thing to do is for the two of them to step back together, maintain their love, and wait for them to turn back after calming down.

It's not easy to meet, let alone fall in love?

Don't let love wander easily.

Don't let today's arrogance create endless sentimentality for the future.

Suddenly, a sense of irony, or funny, swelled up in Hu Lao's heart.

He remembered his own experience, and the woman he had ever loved, and the only one he had ever loved.

To tell the truth, at that time, I always talked about how to love her, but I never experienced anything with her, her sadness, her heartache, her unbearable, her embarrassment, her unhappiness, what should I do? She only relied on herself, and when she turned her head, she saw that she was abandoned.

That's what Meng Zuo wants to express, right?

Hu Lao likes this song, and he likes every song of Meng Zuo, but he only likes two of them.

One is the song "Song for Myself" given to him by Meng Zuo, and the other is the song "I" sung by Meng Zuo at the fifth competition.

Love them for different reasons. One is because of experience, and the other is because of skill.

And now, Hu Lao likes this song again.

I like a song, not really because of how shocking the song is, but because a certain point in the song touches a soft heart.

Too beautiful promise because it's too young, but that's not love, it's like an elf living in the wrong forest, and that love is very transparent......

Who doesn't have youth? Who doesn't have a story that doesn't have an untold story about their youth? Only those promises that can't be fulfilled are nostalgic.

This song is really well written.

Hu Lao looked at Meng Zuo again, but Meng Zuo did not look at him.

He closed his eyes and admired Qin Xiaoling's singing voice and his own songs.

"The warm milk bottle

Hold it tightly in my hands

There is a place where you are

I always feel very heartwarming

The days are like a merry-go-round

What are the scenes that have you been good to me?

You said that holding hands is an agreement

But that's not love, dear

It's like a meteor that doesn't have time to make a wish

No matter how beautiful it is, it can only be the past

Too beautiful a promise because too young

But that's not love, dear

It's like an elf lives in the wrong forest

That love is very transparent......"

The entire room was filled with Qin Xiaoling's voice.

All natural, without any impurities.

Mr. Hu said: "A good song can often make people cry, intoxicated, passionate, and enthusiastic." ”

But there is a premise for all of this, and that premise is that there needs to be a good singing voice.

If you ask him which of the newcomers in the entertainment industry have the top voices, he will only name two people.

Meng Zuo, Jin Sangzi.

And now, there's one more.

Qin Xiaoling.

Even, her voice is more than the former.

Qin Xiaoling took a deep breath and sang the last paragraph.

"Too beautiful a promise because it's too young

But that's not love, dear

It's like an elf lives in the wrong forest

That love is very transparent......"

She gasped for air, either because she was nervous, or because the song was really draining.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle.

Hu Lao suddenly felt that the little girl in front of him was far more beautiful than when he saw it just now.

If it was prejudice just now, now it's appreciation.

It's okay, as long as she is not afraid of hardship, then she can learn, and Hu Lao can even teach it himself.

It's okay, as long as she goes on stage more, she will get used to it over time.

The problem just now is suddenly no longer a problem.

Not for anything else, just because of her amazing singing.

Qin Xiaoling looked at Hu Lao nervously, as if she didn't realize how touching her singing voice was.

Hu Lao's office is separated by a glass wall, and the outside of the glass is now full of dark shadows.

It was the employees of the company, they were lying next to the wall, and they couldn't help but quietly listen to the song "Dear, That's Not Love" sung by Qin Xiaoling's sweet and elegant voice

Hu Lao was silent for a long time, and his slightly trembling beard expressed the excitement he had forcibly concealed.

Finally, four words popped out of his mouth.

"The sound of heaven. ”

Qin Xiaoling's pounding heart suddenly stopped for half a second like a sudden heart attack.

A question suddenly appeared in her heart.

I? Is this a success?

She looked at Meng Zuo blankly, and when she saw Meng Zuo smiling and nodding to her, the little girl's heart could no longer be hidden, she jumped up and threw herself at Meng Zuo.

I did it!

Teacher Hu recognized me!

Meng Zuo hurriedly got up and hugged Qin Xiaoling to prevent her from falling.

The two lumps were soft against his lower abdomen, and Meng Zuo snorted, forcibly cleaning up the evil in his heart.

This little goblin!

"Ahem, I'm a bad old man here, be careful. Hu Lao coughed lightly a few times, and Qin Xiaoling came back to her senses and reluctantly left Meng Zuo like a sloth.

Then, Hu Lao warned Meng Zuo with the look of "You are someone who has a girlfriend to pay attention to me", and when he saw Meng Zuo waving his hand with a wry smile, he took a break.

"Meng Zuo, you brought a good seedling. ”

Hu Lao said approvingly.

Originally, he was a little skeptical of Meng Zuo's vision, but now he was sure that Meng Zuo had found a treasure.

"Hehe, I'm Bole. ”

Meng Zuo responded with a grin.

"The so-called BMW with a good saddle, you probably put a lot of effort into creating this song, right? For this little girl, you are really willing to bleed. Now that the matter has been decided, Hu Lao spoke very relaxed, "Oh yes, those people outside, don't listen to it, it's over!"

I saw a sudden noise outside, and then I saw the black shadow disappear, and the employees went back to their desks.

"It didn't take long for Meng Zuoge to write it, he is a genius!"

Before Meng Zuo could reply, Qin Xiaoling, who was excited, rushed to answer.

"Oh, it didn't take long, how long did it take?" Hu Lao raised his eyebrows.

It won't be long, but it's going to take a week or two, right?

Qin Xiaoling frowned, thought seriously for a few seconds, and then replied affirmatively: "Ten minutes." ”

She felt that the expression was incomplete, and then added.

"If you count the score, it must have been ten minutes. ”