Chapter Twenty-Seven: Silver Spear Candle Head!
After class at noon the next day, Li Xusheng, who was about to go home, was pulled to the court by Han Yang and said that he would play ball with him.
Li Xusheng thought about it, it's not bad, after all, he and Han Yang have a good relationship now, and it doesn't make sense that a small request from a friend shouldn't be.
"Bang!" the basketball smashed into the solid blue basketball board, made a dull sound, bounced on the basket a few times, and slid dangerously into the net.
"It's in again! It's ten!" Seeing this scene, Han Yang, who was still maintaining a wait-and-see posture, looked incredulous.
"I'll wipe it, Lao Li, you're lucky with this shit. Han Yang, whose face was flushed, laughed when he saw this, and teased at Li Xusheng.
"If you have the ability, you can try!" Li Xusheng's response was a roll of his eyes, plus a vertical straight middle finger.
It's been a long time since I've exercised like this, and it's impossible to do this kind of intense exercise in my previous life, but today's intense basketball action made him feel refreshed and had a long-lost sense of pleasure.
"Come again!" He who has activated his sports cells is a little high-spirited at the moment! Of course, this is mainly because of his good physical fitness, Li Xusheng shouted loudly, and his voice spread on the basketball court for a long time.
"Lao Li, you don't pretend to compare, we are still friends. Han Yang said depressedly on the side.
Unexpectedly, with such a burly figure, he was not as good as Li Xusheng's seemingly thin body.
"Haha! Old Han, looking at you like this, you have a powerful feeling when you take off your glasses, but I didn't expect it to be just a silver gun candle head!!"
"You fart, Lao Tzu didn't show his strength. ”
"Then you have the ability to compare!"
"Compare to compare!"
For the sake of his own dignity, Han Yang fought again. But the two of them were just joking!
Spend the whole afternoon in the academy, as for the recommended grades?
Uh, what's that? Forgotten for a long time. Have fun!
He didn't know that on the Internet, Sou Shen Ji was like a fragrant liquor buried in a deep alley, uncovering the long-sealed seal and attracting some drinkers.
They were intoxicated by this fragrant fragrance, and their intentions were still unfinished, but they were stuck by the broken chapter, and they couldn't wait to catch the author and beat it hard and then force him to update a million words, of course, it was best to finish the book.
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It's almost evening.
He didn't finish exercising until he was exhausted, and he went home unsatisfied, and after a quick shower, he didn't turn on the computer.
After the exercise, it is Sihuai!
Li Xusheng picked up a guitar from another room, which was used when Yun Muyue practiced before!
Then he sat alone on the balcony, looking at the red sky in the west, and slowly singing the songs of his memory.
Those slow and long tunes are memories of the past, slowly soothing the lonely heart of travelers in another world.
Usually he is not so touched at the moment, but today he is interested, I want to try it on the balcony, and now I feel very comfortable playing the guitar in the sunset with the yellow glow.
His voice slowly dispersed in the afterglow of the setting sun, with a deep and bone-deep sadness, intermittent, making the listener feel a strange mood.
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On the road, a pretty figure walked, shuttling between the shadows of the building, and Wang Yun's mood was a little irritable.
At work today, she was given flowers again, although it was not a crimson rose representing love, but a pale white orchid, but her mood did not receive the happy joy of the little girl after the flower.
She's not a little girl anymore! For this kind of thing, I can only feel bad.
Because that person is not the type she likes at all.
What she likes is the kind of literary youth who can play beautiful songs elegantly under the soft moonlight, just like the perfect male god played by Zhang Jun in the movie.
Not only can he play the guitar well, but he is also super handsome, can sing, and can play musical instruments, he is simply the male god in the hearts of many girls.
At the same time, a melodious music seeped into her ears.
"White snow drifts in the quiet village, and pigeons fly under the gloomy sky. ”
The singer's voice was sad and moving, and the music from the guitar was soothing and natural, and it touched her heart at once.
Wang Yun couldn't help but raise her head, looking for the owner of the voice, wanting to see who had such a charming singing voice and could sing such a moving song.
And when she saw the people singing, she couldn't help but be stunned.
On the balcony, Li Xusheng closed his eyes, wore loose clothes, and sang quietly, under the afterglow of the sunset, he looked a little vicissitudes.
He placed his guitar diagonally in front of him, and behind him was the setting sun in red, his fingers plucking long strings rhythmically, and singing softly to the sky.
This extremely beautiful scene seemed to be imprinted in her mind, and she subconsciously took out her latest mobile phone and turned on the camera function.
And in her impression, this is a man who doesn't talk much. Unexpectedly, he would be able to play such beautiful music, and now Li Xusheng looks a little handsome, and his temperament seems to be predicting the other side of this man.
This made Wang Yun unbelievable, this was the person she knew?
"The sky is still cloudy, there are still doves flying, who will prove those love and life without tombstones. ”
is another light and attractive song, which touched Wang Yun's heart.
She hadn't heard this song, but it was very good, she felt that the style of this song was a little depressing, and Li Xusheng's slightly hoarse voice seemed to tell a poignant story.
And Wang Yun didn't know that the story of this song "White Birch Forest" originated from the real experience of a pair of hard-working lovers!
She stood in a slightly sidelined corner, listening calmly, with some thought in her heart.
As soon as the song was clear, Li Xusheng had already returned to the room, and he didn't seem to know that someone was listening to the song below.
It wasn't until she couldn't hear any sound that Wan Wang Yun came back to her senses, but the person singing upstairs was long gone. Although there were some regrets, Wang Yun looked at the video on her mobile phone, and felt better in her heart, so she could only give up and walk towards her home.
She is also in this community, and her job is also related to music.
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After cooking dinner, the lifestyle goes on as usual.
Li Xusheng put away the guitar and sat in front of the computer to continue coding.
He hasn't played for a long time, he is a little rusty, the tune he played just now is still a little slower than normal playing, it seems that he will be diligent in practicing in the future, not to mention surpassing before, at least returning to the peak.
After diligent cultivation, I have written a lot of words in the past few days, and I have saved more than 50 chapters of manuscripts, and even today, I have updated 22 chapters.
There are still about thirty chapters, and we have to keep up the good work!
After all, if there is no manuscript, there is no confidence, and the main purpose of saving the manuscript is, first, to explode in a critical period and make the novel more popular; second, to prevent himself from being able to update it when there is an urgent matter at this time; and he needs to combine the different systems of the two novels to create, which is still a bit difficult! It is also convenient to have a manuscript and can be arranged quickly.
Then I wrote for another three hours, it seemed that the tiredness of the afternoon of vigorous exercise was rising, after yawning, and then saved the more than 10,000 words written tonight, at the right temperature of the air conditioner, Li Xusheng threw himself directly on the bed, anyway, he was alone, he could sleep however he wanted, but he fell asleep in an instant.