Looking at Guan Tongtong, who was smiling all over the country, Chen Ziang was a little dazed, she was very quiet and beautiful in the photo.

In reality, she smiled like a flower blooming, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it eclipses the heavens and the earth.

Because of seeing her smile, Rao is Chen Ziang, a person who has not yet broken free from the pain of falling out of love in his previous life, is heartbroken.

It turns out that spring will always come again, and there is no eternal winter in the world.

Seeing Guan Tongtong's smile, Dai Shuai was also stunned.

She had been quiet in front of him, not much to say, let alone laugh so much.

Heroes sympathize with each other?

Xueba loves Xueba?

The problem is that Chen Ziang is an imposter scholar, not at all what he boasted on behalf of the handsome.

That's embarrassing.

The acting commander was embarrassed by Chen Ziang and embarrassed by himself.

"Ah, I know how to play a musical instrument, I can order the guitar, and the rest is the piano, violin, etc., which I learned indiscriminately in music lessons. Chen Ziang was fascinated, but he recovered quickly, how to say that he had seen the "world" in his previous life, how could he be fascinated by the little girl who had not yet completely disappeared.

The little girl, in fact, is not the most attractive.

On the contrary, it has been developed, and the femininity that exudes between gestures is the most attractive to men.

"I heard that you are very good at singing and can write songs, right?" I don't know when, the three of them pushed their bicycles down the mountain, and Guan Tongtong talked a lot to Chen Ziang on the way.

Chen Ziang just wanted to give a kick to the handsome man who bowed his head and pushed the bicycle, your sister, can you stop deifying me.

Dai Shuai was ashamed, he really blew Chen Ziang over the top before.

So yesterday he begged Chen Ziang to come over, but he didn't dare to mention it, if he did, he was sure that Chen Ziang would not come over to death.

"Don't listen to his nonsense...... Well, there are many people who sing well, and it's not difficult to write songs, but it's hard to write good songs. Chen Ziang replied decently.

Guan Tongtong's eyes lit up, and he didn't see anything at all, and begged generously: "You sing a song, by the way, have you ever written a song about West Lake, West Lake is beautiful." ”

Before Chen Ziang could react, Dai Shuai was already sweating profusely for Chen Ziang and wanted to cover his face and run away.

"This pit is so big. Chen Ziang didn't respond to Guan Tongtong's words, and inexplicably came up with such a sentence, which made Guan Tongtong look puzzled.

The acting marshal wiped his sweat, and his mouth was quick for a while, and he was pitting others and himself.

"Come on for a few sentences, the boss said that your singing is no worse than that of a professional singer. Guan Tongtong doesn't have the eldest lady's frame at all, just like the little girl next door, which is not the same as he imagined.

"Wait, look at the four trees at the bottom of the mountain, and the open space in the middle looks like a heart?" Chen Ziang suddenly stopped and pointed to the bottom of the mountain in surprise.

"Where, where?" Guan Tongtong looked at Chen Ziang's fingers like a curious baby.

Chen Ziang immediately took advantage of this period to kick the acting handsome.

Dai Shuai was forced to endure it, with a bitter face.

"It's really a heart, and the poet's eyes are just different. Guan Tongtong exclaimed, and she also saw it.

Chen Ziang gasped, looking at Dai Shuai as if he could kill.

How did Nima become a poet again?

Dai Shuai wants to kneel down for Guan Tongtong now, eldest sister, let's not talk about Chen Ziang, okay, I was wrong.

thought that Guan Tongtong would be diverted from the topic, but Dai Shuai underestimated her, and she quickly changed back to the topic: "Classmate Chen Ziang, sing a song, your voice is so good, singing must be good." ”

Chen Ziang no longer refused, nodded and said, "Then I'm ugly, just don't frighten you." ”

Guan Tongtong's eyes lit up, staring at Chen Ziang, her eyes were like the water of West Lake.

Chen Ziang pushed the bicycle with one hand, opened his mouth, saw Guan Tongtong looking at him intently, scratching the back of his head with the other hand, and said embarrassedly: "If you look at me, I won't be able to sing." ”

This little girl is really eye-catching.

Guan Tongtong turned his head and said softly: "Then I won't watch it, you can sing." ”

Chen Ziang took the opportunity to kick the substitute commander again.

The acting marshal cried with a sad face.

"Ah...... Ah......h

A slightly vicissitudes of singing came out of Chen Ziang's mouth, and Dai Shuai's eyes widened.

I haven't heard of this tune.

Guan Tongtong couldn't help but turn around, her pretty face was slightly surprised, and her mouth opened slightly.

It doesn't sound like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy singing.

Seeing Guan Tongtong's reaction, Dai Shuai finally showed a smile on his face and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This ...... Why did you turn around?" Chen Ziang wanted to continue singing, but when he saw Guan Tongtong turn his head to look at him again, he held back.

Guan Tongtong was a little embarrassed, and continued to turn his head, and the three of them walked slowly along the mountain road.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Chen Ziang started from the beginning, and then.

"The beautiful scenery of the West Lake in March, oh my God,

The spring rain is like wine and willows are like smoke. ”

Dai Shuai was dumbfounded.

I've never heard such a song.

But.

It's really good.

Guan Tongtong couldn't help but turn his head again, but immediately realized that he had done something wrong, and immediately turned back.

The vicissitudes of singing passed, followed by soft, somewhat softening singing.

"Fate to meet thousands of miles away,

It's hard to hold hands on the other side. ”

Guan Tongtong couldn't help but raise his head again and looked at Chen Ziang.

The sound can be varied.

The acting marshal was already stunned.

New song, definitely new song.

This guy has already written it, or did he explode when he saw a peerless beauty?

This time, Guan Tongtong looked directly at Chen Ziang, Chen Ziang no longer dodged, and even looked at her with soft eyes and tenderness.

Only singing that is invested in the soul can give life to music.

Guan Tongtong was so frightened by Chen Ziang's singing and eyes that she turned her head, a little flustered, she was just a child.

"Ten years of repairing the same boat,

A hundred years of cultivation to sleep together. ”

Guan Tongtong was a little fascinated when she heard it, the singing voice is really good, and the lyrics are even better.

"If there is creation for a thousand years,

The white head is concentric in front of him. ”

After singing, Chen Ziang did not speak and continued to push the bicycle.

Guan Tongtong didn't speak, and lowered his head.

The acting marshal opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but he didn't dare to break the silence.

Half ringing.

"Sounds good!" Guan Tongtong finally spoke, looking at Chen Ziang's gaze that changed slightly.

If the acting commander was amnesty, he hurriedly asked Chen Ziang: "What is the name of this song?"

Chen Ziang said calmly: "It's called "Beautiful Scenery of West Lake". ”

Dai Shuai didn't dare to ask too much, for fear of being exposed in front of Guan Tongtong, what kind of dead party did he say, and he didn't even know the new song of the dead party?

"The beautiful scenery of the West Lake ......" Guan Tongtong muttered, and suddenly looked up and asked Chen Ziang: "The West Lake in January, is it far from the most beautiful time?" The spring rain is like wine, and the willows are like smoke. ”

Chen Ziang was noncommittal and said: "Some people look at the scenery, whether the scenery is beautiful or not, mainly depends on who is accompanying them...... It's like some people like spring, and some people like autumn...... Let's have their own love for turnip greens. ”

Guan Tongtong looked at the West Lake in the distance below the mountain, there were many people on the white causeway, there were several boats floating in the lake, there were mountains and rivers and people's homes, the picture was beautiful to her at the moment.

"When is your favorite West Lake?" she asked Chen Ziang, her eyes blinking with a strange light.