"Yell Hai, do you want to PK with me." I thought, "Brother has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has never met an opponent in singing." "I thought about this, before her song was finished, I came to another song of Zhou Huajian's "Happy Journey". She then sang Teresa Teng's "I Only Care About You".

I have another song of Mao Ning's "The Sound of the Waves Remains". We sang one duet after another, and the people at both tables listened attentively. However, the frequency with which we changed songs gradually became slower. And I'm getting a little tired of coping.

Just when I wanted to sing Yu Chengqing's "Let Me Love Enough at a Time" again. The proprietress came up to the second floor with some bags. As soon as she came up, Wang Limin's singing stopped abruptly. I let out a long sigh of relief.

She looks like she's my rival. If this continues, I will have to surrender in the end. The proprietress saved me. But as soon as she left, we stopped singing.

Just after getting off work at noon, I went back to my dormitory, changed into a pair of shoes, and prepared to go to the restaurant for dinner. I had just finished tying my shoelaces when I heard a crisp and pleasant voice calling downstairs: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang!" I hurriedly opened the window and poked my head out.

I saw that Wang Limin was holding two rice bowls in both hands, raising her head, stretching her neck, and calling me there. She wears a green and yellow duck down jacket on her upper body, and her long hair hangs straight down, just like the waterfall in "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall". The beautiful face looked upward, and the sound of moving sound from the red lips sounded heart-wrenching.

I couldn't conclude that she was calling me, so I hesitated for a moment. But after thinking about it, I am the only one in the whole factory whose surname is Zhang, is there anyone else? But what is the matter with such a beautiful girl calling herself?

I then shouted to the bottom, "Are you calling me?" "Ahh Come down! I made you something delicious. "Oh my God! The beauty also makes herself a good meal, which blessing did I cultivate in my life? Thinking of this, I was so excited that I ran downstairs with a rolling belt.

When the girl saw me, she couldn't help but pout: "So slow! People's hands and necks are sore. With that, she shoved one of the bowls of rice into my hand, then raised her eyebrows and got up and walked towards the kitchen.

I had nowhere to eat, so I followed her to the kitchenette.

Lao Qun and his sister-in-law set up a table by the door. Jiuxiang and her cousin, the villagers, set up a table next to the old group. Limin and I sat in the innermost.

After I sat down, the girl helped me get a pair of chopsticks, and we ate while talking about music and songs.

She asked me whose song I liked the most. I said, "Zhou Huajian." Then I asked her who her favorite song was. She said: "Yang Yuying. "Your voice is sweet, and it is better to sing Yang Yuying's songs." I say.

"Really?" Nalimin looked at me and smiled. As she laughed, there was a bulge in the middle of her eyebrows, like a small wave of spring breeze blowing across the water, and it quickly disappeared again.

Seeing that she liked songs so much, I used what I had learned and my own insights to tell her about my experience in learning to sing.

I said, "Let's look at those songs, there are more songs about love, especially the songs of broken love. She nodded. But why? "Probably people who have fallen out of love may have a deeper understanding of love than others."

"Well, what you're talking about," I said, "but why is a good song good?" "I don't know," Wang Limin said, "I didn't study them carefully, I just thought they sounded good, and then I wanted to learn them." ”

"Do you know how to sing the song "Heart Rain"?" "Yes." So, let's take a look at the song "Heart Rain". When you sing, it's as if it's raining outside, especially when you sing the line 'My heart is sunny in June, and it's raining in my heart'. Do you feel it when you sing? ”

I raised my head and asked Wang Limin. "Yes. Sometimes it feels like you're floating up, and you don't know where you are. ”

"All good and touching songs have one thing in common, that is, they can go deep into your heart and help you say what is in your heart. Let's take "Heart Rain" as an example, a girl has entered the marriage hall with a boy, but she is still thinking about another man who looks a little flowery on the surface, but it is not.

I think that before she got married, there must have been two boys chasing her, and in the end she chose A. But when she walked into the cave with A's hand, did you think that B's shadow would not appear in her mind? So, I thought it was a normal phenomenon and not a lot of heart. ”

When Wang Limin heard me say the word "flower heart", she frowned unnaturally, and her forehead seemed to wrinkle slightly.

"You know a lot better about songs than I do." Wang Limin put down her job bowl and said. "Where?" I said, getting up and standing up. Then, I bent down slightly, reached out and picked up her dishes and chopsticks, put the chopsticks between the tiger's mouths, and put her bowl on mine, and then took it to wash.

Unexpectedly, she had quickly turned to me, snatched the bowl away, and shouted, "I'll wash it!" With that, he ran away with a puff of smoke.

I stood there overwhelmed and stayed for a while.

A girl, so beautiful, singing so well, and so gentle and considerate to you, I did have a feeling of soaring clouds and fog during that time.

One word: cool. Two words: very cool! Three words: cool! Every noon or evening after work, Wang Limin cooks the meal well, and then calls me to eat. Sometimes I feel embarrassed, so I help her wash the dishes and carry water. How much like two of us like this!

But we were jealous of one person. He is Xu Hongfang. Xu Hongfang's family is also three brothers, and there are also conditions for going to other people's houses upside down.

Although he is not as handsome as me, he is bigger than me and looks very manly. We're about the same age as we are, and he's probably a year or two younger than me. When he saw that Wang Limin was so good to me, he wanted to intervene and fight with me for her.

However, he doesn't sing well, and he doesn't have a common language with Limin. There was no choice but to lose his temper in front of me, sometimes speaking to me viciously, and sometimes even giving me a few light punches with his fist.

I knew what he was thinking, but I wouldn't fight back. I'm not too scared of him. Most importantly, I am a person who is very fond of being emotional. Just because you and his brother Xu Hongju were very good friends when I was in elementary school, I remember that I always went to his house to play, and he didn't even wear pants in the summer, and followed us to the bath naked.

What a memory! However, in order to compete with me for a girlfriend, he actually practiced boxing on me. I really didn't want to meet him in general, so I put up with it after thinking about it. It was also a coincidence, just when I didn't know how to deal with this matter, that Hongfang suddenly came home with something at home.

As soon as he left, Limin and I became even more unscrupulous when we fell in love together. Once we're acquainted, we'll see an opportunity to go out on dates together, sometimes to the park, sometimes to the beach, sometimes to the movies.

When I watched the movie, Na Limin sat next to me. Limin was one of those amorous girls, and I was supposed to be close to her, or unintentionally resting my head on her shoulder, or looking for an opportunity to pull her hand.

However, when facing her, all I could feel was cramped and uneasy. Maybe she's so beautiful that I don't dare to do it? I think there's a good chance I'm like a painter in a story.

Legend has it that there was a painter who married a fairy-looking wife, but he was never willing to touch her fingers. Because in his heart, his wife is so perfect, he doesn't want to destroy this perfect thing.

Therefore, he would rather be out looking for those old and ugly women and people than touching his wife. What a terrifying psychology it is.

Who can guess the girl's mind? If I had been able to take her hand or show some affection at the right time, Limin would have been happy and would not have been angry. But I didn't even touch their clothes.

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