Krystal heard Kim Jong-ming's words clearly. But she didn't respond emotionally, but lay in Jin Zhongming's arms. Jin Zhongming smiled slightly and hugged the little girl beside him.

"Oppa, don't pretend to be a good brother or sister with Krystal there! Didn't you learn to sing from that fried chicken uncle, come and sing a song to us!" Sika saw the situation clearly, but she couldn't stand the affection between Kim Jongming and Krystal there, so she immediately interrupted when she seized the opportunity.

"Oh, got it. Jin Zhongming Huo Ran got up. "I'm going to let you know what a powerful singer is today! Get out of the way, I'm going to sing a solo song "Thousand Years of Love". ”

As soon as the words fell, not only the group of bombards, but even Krystal rolled over and opened his eyes wide. What are you kidding, you didn't dare to sing three months ago, but once you sang a Gangwon-do folk song in a popular ballad, you can turn a pheasant into a phoenix?

"Millennial Love" is the pinnacle song of singer Park Wankyu. Speaking of this song, Chinese audiences may not know it very well, but after it was later covered by the Xin Orchestra as a Chinese song, the name "Love When You Die" is very well-known.

But what these girls don't know is that today's Jin Zhongming is no longer what it used to be. His personal conditions and talent are already very high, and he has often appeared on stage with the Rose Hotel Band in the past two months, and he has long been free of the four words of singing skills. Actually, when I did something, I found out that this thing was not as difficult as I imagined!

"I can't just let you go,

Although I prayed all night.

Can't love your words,

Just take me away!"

At the beginning, the girls in the private room were already dumbfounded. S-M company, even if it's stupid, is a song economy company after all.,The girls in this room have all studied dance and music in the company since childhood.,Even if it's Xiaoyuan, who specializes in dance.,It's not a layman in music.。 Just these few lines, they can already hear it, and Jin Zhongming's level is already quite good. The most surprising among them are Kim Taeyeon and Sika, both of whom have heard Kim Jong-myung sing in popular songs, so they know very well that he is not hiding his strength or suddenly opening his mind or anything like that, but he has indeed been improving in the past few weeks.

Jin Zhongming didn't know what the little girls behind him were thinking, he was completely immersed in music at this time. His guide and teacher on the road of music is Lu Zhongwan, who told him more than once: "The so-called singing is to tell stories, using tunes, voices, and instruments to tell the stories in the songs to others." However, if you want to listen to the song, you have to understand it yourself. ”

"My last wish is to go to heaven.

Even if you pretend not to see it, you will be abandoned.

A spark of love that will never be extinguished, you will always burn in your heart. ”

Jin Zhongming carried a microphone and sang quietly, while looking at Park Wankui on the big screen in front of him, and remembered the information of this ugly man. This guy was denied permission by the company to make his debut because he was ugly, and he had to go for plastic surgery, but when he came back, he found that his wife had run away. Misfortune is not a single line, and under the severe blow, his vocal cords are also broken. In the end, with the sponsorship of his friends, he underwent vocal cord surgery and returned to the music world, and as soon as he came back, it was this song "Millennium Love". If you think about it, only such a person can write such a song!

However, such a feeling of no regrets, no giving up, and no reluctance, Jin Zhongming also vaguely understands. He naturally took a breath and began to roar:

"For you, who I can't even hold back tears,

How hard must it be?

Even if it is another thousand years, I will not forget you.

Because I love you!

"Oppa, Daihatsu! better than I ever sing!"

An untimely applause and admiration interrupted Kim Jong-ming's immersion, uh, or rather, interrupted him to pretend to be X.

"Lin Yun'er, there is no one in this room who sings worse than you!" Jin Zhongming taunted the person who interrupted him dissatisfiedly, and then put down the microphone. "Keep singing, I'm gone. ”

Not long after returning to that corner, although the sound in the room was still loud and itchy, it was probably because Jin Zhongming's afternoon nap was interrupted, and he faintly closed his eyes. After a while, Krystal heard a slight snoring around her, but she didn't wake her brother. Instead, he learned what he did before, hugged each other sideways, and it was also a dark and sweet sleep.

And she slept until half past five in the evening, and she didn't wake up with her eyes rubbed until the administrator of the singing room came to inform her that the time was over.

"Oppa, I've dreamed of eating beef, let's go eat!" Krystal said, pulling Kim Jong-myung's clothes.

Jin Zhongming, who had woken up a long time ago, stared at Krystal for a full five seconds before nodding and replying, "I know you dreamed of beef, and you chewed all my shirts wet." Good thing you didn't dream of nibbling on ribs!"

Krystal looked down and blushed for a rare moment. Obviously, she ate too much in her dream, Jin Zhongming's shirt was the size of two palms, and there was a wrinkled thread in one place, which was undoubtedly bitten by her. However, when Krystal saw a group of sisters around her, she buried her head in her brother's arms like a child.

It can be seen that the dinner party in the evening is very suitable for the appetite of this group of girls on vacation. But Jin Zhongming didn't pay attention to eating at all.

"Have you eaten enough?" Jin Zhongming asked curiously, the amount of food in this group was difficult to understand, and the girls were incomprehensible. After receiving an affirmative answer, he took a stool and sat down at the door of the private dining room of the restaurant and began to collect protection money. "Delete the photo in front of me, and I'll pay you!"

The process went surprisingly smoothly, everyone honestly deleted the photos, and then took advantage of the late summer sunset to begin to disperse, making Kim Jongming suspicious.

On the East Lake Bridge, Kim Jong-ming took Krystal's hand and slowly followed behind Sika, who was striding in front of him.

"What do you think?" Sika in front of him did not look back, but suddenly an unclear question popped up. But fortunately, she immediately told the truth of the matter. "When I participated in the selection today, Teacher Li Xiuman suddenly asked about you. ”

"I know what he means. In fact, Jin Zhongming did understand Li Xiuman's intentions. "He wants me to bring more of you in the future. It's a matter of course, and you don't have to think about it. ”

"We combined?" Sika munched on the word softly, it was clear that it had a lot on her mind. But suddenly, she asked Kim a barrage of questions. "Who the hell is this combination? Wood, you couldn't tell you when you were in Myeongdong last time. Can you tell me today who this group is, when will it debut, and what will it be?".

When she said this, she didn't stop, just turned her head with her hands behind her back and looked at Jin Zhongming with a smile. She jumped backwards on her feet, as lively and cute as a real 16-year-old girl.

"How would I know?" Kim Jong Ming laughed dryly to cover up, he really hoped that Sika would leave him one last bit of secret.

"You knew when you were 7 years old that the Rockets could beat the Knicks 4-3, why can't you know that?" Sika didn't seem to notice Kim Jong-ming's embarrassment, but looked at the other party with narrow eyes.

Jin Zhongming stopped and his face became serious, and Sika also stopped, leaning on the railing of the East Lake Bridge with his hands behind his back.

Krystal looked nervously at her brother and sister, and though she was clever about some things, the conversation between the two people closest to her on the bridge tonight had left her scratching her head. Krystal still wanted to do something, though, so she reached out and grabbed one of Sika's hands behind her back. Sika didn't resist, so both of them were in Krystal's palm.

The sun had set, it was getting dark, but the street lights were on immediately. Sika leaned back against the bridge, staring at Wood, whom she had known for 16 years, in the night breeze, as if trying to see something on his face. But, perhaps because of the warmth of her palm, or because of Wood's gaze, or maybe she really didn't see it, she smiled and turned away.

Jin Zhongming was led by Krystal's hand and followed, a gust of night wind blew, and the long hair that was curled up I don't know if it was Sika or Krystal hit Jin Zhongming's face, covering his expression.

ps: Ask for collection, ask for recommendation, ask for reward, and the reward of the little brother is very good