Shi Mengyao: "Yo, have you forgotten the purpose of your visit? If you do, I'll leave." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Hearing Shi Mengyao's not salty and non-salty tone, Xia Liu hurriedly laughed: "How can it!"

"Okay, Xiaofang, take my little brother to the studio. After speaking, he turned back to Shi Mengyao and said, "Let's go have some tea!"

Shi Mengyao didn't want to miss every moment with him, and refused: "I want to hear it!"

Xiaofang, I'll take them with me, you make me a pot of tea and bring it in." ”

"Poetry, you're here. ”

Shiruxiang said lightly: "Well! Let's start!"

Entering the recording studio, putting on the headphones showed her professionalism, every note and every tone that Xia Liu sang, she recorded with her dexterous and delicate hands.

Since Xia Liu is not a person in the industry, Shiruhua did not ask him to use professional terms, but only told him that it is okay there, sing loudly where it should be high-pitched, and sing it with love where it should be whispered. Unconsciously, Xia Liu had sung back and forth twelve times, and finally heard the paused sound of the poem, and he was relieved.

Shiruhua looked at the tired Xia Liu and said with a smile: "You are also tired, rest for a while, and start recording later." ”

"Well, so are you, sister. After speaking, Xia Liu took off his headphones and let out a long breath. The long singing made his heart always careful, and the moment of relaxation made him take a long breath, and his heart was quiet.

Seeing the tea remaining at the corner of Xia Liu's mouth, Shi Mengyao looked at her reproachfully, and then wiped it for him with her sleeve, just like a wife at home waiting for her husband who returned from labor.

Yu Guang looked at Shirutu, whose hands were galloping, and Xia Liu hurriedly said to Shi Mengyao: "Pour a glass of water for my sister." ”

Looking at the steaming tea, Shi Ruhua looked at Shi Mengyao lightly, like an abandoned resentful woman: "Yo! I finally remembered me! I thought you only had your little lover in your eyes!"

Seeing that Shi Mengyao picked up the water again and was about to turn around and leave, Shi Ruhua hurriedly grabbed it and said, "What are you doing!"

"I thought you weren't thirsty!"

Hearing this, Shiruxiang hurriedly drank it, and the two girls began to talk about Xia Liu's ...... not far away.

With the help of poetic picturesque, Xia Liu felt that his song was so beautiful for the first time, thinking of the beautiful woman who was about to leave, his heart was closer and his love was deeper. When singing to a low place, the tenderness is like water, and the affection is lingering. When the song is high-pitched, the singing voice is like a roar, and it is vigorous.

I don't know what to do, and I am in love. I don't know what to say, it's hard to say.

The wind does not know where it starts, and the water does not know where it ends. I don't know where the song starts, and I don't know where the love ends.

At the end of the song, Shiruxiang looked at Xia Liu's remaining tears, and sighed in his heart: "It's another infatuated man and a woman!"

Seeing Xia Liu coming over, Shi Mengyao wiped his tears and said with a smile: "It's much better than yesterday." You take a look at the MV ....... ”

Picturesque: "Meng Yao, there is a dance party tonight, are you interested?"

Shi Mengyao: "I'm not going." ”

"Why refuse so early! Don't you want to know what tonight's dance is for?"

Picturesque: "Tonight's ball was a high-end commercial ball. Dignitaries and aristocrats, business elites, and group bosses from all over the world will participate, and the organizer is Song Bing and the Song Group behind him. There are many celebrities who don't have the opportunity to participate, and if it weren't for our family, for a small company like me, people wouldn't even send invitations. And!"

"And what?"

After a pause, he continued: "This ball is mainly a ball for young people. ”

"But I don't have an invitation!" Hearing this, Shiru's smile said, "My poet, do you still need an invitation if you want to see a ball?"

Hearing Shiru's domineering declaration, Xia Liu realized that for such a behemoth, he might be the lowest figure, if there was no Shimengyao, he would be just a passerby in the eyes of Shi's mother and poet, or Shiru's picturesque. The so-called excellence is not worth mentioning in the eyes of these people, because they are exposed to the top talents.

"I still have a long way to go!"