Chapter 487: Youth is an inscription!

"Flim Flam!"

Shen Bingyi glanced at Tang Yue with disgust, his eyes glanced out of the window, and he didn't dare to look at Tang Yue's eyes again.

It's just that Shen Bingyi always can't control himself, and he wants to look towards Hongyu Hotel.

Open the house.

These two words were clinging to Shen Bingyi's mind like a plaster, lingering no matter what.

Fortunately, Tang Yue's attention had been shifted to breakfast, and he didn't bother too much about opening the room, which made Shen Bingyi secretly breathe a few sighs of relief.

After breakfast, Shen Bingyi proposed to climb the mountain, but Tang Yue refused politely.

"You still won't forgive me?" Shen Bingyi showed a mocking look and asked softly.

"Yes, my gun is loaded, but you refuse to open the room, I can forgive it!" Tang Yue rolled his eyes in a good way, that was called an arrogant person.

Guns loaded?

Shen Bingyi couldn't hear the connotation of these words, and sat stiffly in his seat, his face was crimson, and he could almost drip water.

The two little hands on the legs were clenching tighter and tighter, and the palms of the hands were sticky with sweat.

"Or..."

Shen Bingyi raised his head and said in a slurring voice.

It's just that before the next words could be spoken, Shen Bingyi's gaze froze in vain.

At this time, Tang Yue was throwing flattering eyes at a beautiful girl at the next table, where was listening to her.

Sheng Sheng swallowed the words "go to another hotel" into his stomach, Shen Bingyi drank the remaining soy milk, stood up and said, "I still have a lot of work to do, let's go back to the company first." ”

"Huh?" Tang Yue reacted suddenly, "Aren't we going to climb the mountain?" ”

"I'm tired and want to rest." Shen Bingyi responded lightly.

"Aren't you going to work, how can you say rest." Tang Yue was embarrassed, how could this girl speak inconsistently?

Shen Bingyi turned his head, glared at Tang Yue fiercely, turned around and left the dining table, his high heels stepped on the floor, and the sound of clattering seemed to be trampling the floor very hard.

"Where did you provoke her again?"

Tang Yue touched his nose depressedly, then beckoned the waiter, asked for five or six breakfasts, packed them, and left the breakfast shop in a hurry.

Walking back to the four-eyed beanie studio, Tang Yue couldn't help laughing.

Michelle and the others were swaying on the sofa, all of them were still asleep, and none of them woke up.

It's just that the four-eyed girl is not among these people.

Bang bang bang.

It's not the sound of men and women doing that kind of thing, it's the sound of tapping on the keyboard.

The voice came from the video room, and Tang Yue walked over slowly.

Pushing open the door, the figure of the four-eyed girl came into view.

"So hard, huh?" Tang Yue smiled and put a bag of breakfast on the table, "I bought it for you, eat it while it's hot." ”

Where has the four-eyed girl been cared for by the boy, under the big glasses, the little blush is like a ripe apple.

"When I saw your face, I suddenly remembered a song." Tang Yue said.

The four-eyed girl just opened the soy milk, and when she heard this, her little face was buried a little deeper: "What song?" ”

"Little Apple." Tang Yue said seriously, and hummed two sentences seriously, "You are my little apple, with eighteen folds of thin skin and big filling." ”

Burst.

Rao is four-eyed sister, a girl with a literary and artistic style, didn't hold back for a while, and directly squirted out the soy milk in her mouth.

Tang Yue was stunned, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't the singing good?" ”

"No, it's not." The four-eyed girl choked on soy milk, her little face was red, Tang Yue helped her pat her back for a long time, and then she relieved herself, and said shamefully, "You sang the lyrics wrong, and the thin-skinned stuffing is talking about dogs ignoring buns." ”

Tang Yue scratched his head in embarrassment, crying and laughing: "It seems to be, anyway, it all means the same." ”

“… Where is almost. The four-eyed girl secretly rolled her eyes and continued to eat her breakfast.

Tang Yue's singing skills failed, and he also felt that he couldn't get over his face, so he took care of himself in the audio-visual room.

Finally, Tang Yue stopped at his desk, his eyes fixed on the notebook spread out on the table.

"That's... I didn't write well, don't read it. Noticing Tang Yue's movements, the four-eyed girl suddenly became nervous.

There are lines of beautiful small characters written on the notebook, just like the feeling of the four-eyed girl, the temperament is introverted, and the show is wise.

But this is not important, what really attracts Tang Yue is the content of these small prints.

This is a lyric, but the charm expressed between the lines is extremely beautiful, like a small poem.

The name of this song is "Youth is an Inscription".

Youth is engraved with blood, happiness, sentimentality, and separation.

In youth, it is engraved with the most memorable journey in life.

Looking at this lyrics, Tang Yue actually felt embarrassed.

"Who wrote this?" Tang Yue raised his head and asked in surprise.

The four-eyed girl buried her head deeply, and said for a long time: "I write and play, and I don't rhyme much." ”

Tang Yue took a closer look, it was true, he was not very skilled in the use of some rhymes.

But it's not a drawback, not even a flaw.

On the contrary, the occasional non-rhyming made Tang Yue feel that this was the real success.

The reason why youth is beautiful and makes everyone remember it is because everyone has regrets in their youth.

Venus with a broken arm, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the ruined Old Summer Palace.

The reason why these can be remembered by history and become classics is because of the existence of mutilated beauty.

"Did anyone compose a music for this song?" Tang Yue asked curiously.

The four-eyed girl shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I don't have connections in this area, and it's expensive to find those big-name composers." ”

"You mean, you're not going to write a theme song for our micro-movie?" Tang Yue's voice was full of regret.

"If you can find the right tune, of course you have to have a theme song." The four-eyed girl smiled comfortingly and said, "If you don't have it, you can't force it." ”

Tang Yue leaned down, tore another piece of paper in his notebook, copied the song word for word, and put it in his pocket: "If I meet a master in this area, help you recommend this lyrics, no comment?" ”

"Of course not." The four-eyed girl shook her head again and again.

Bang bang.

There was a knock on the door.

"Okay, you dare to open a small stove here!" Mi Xue was the first to walk in, and she ran over first, her face was murderous, "Tang Yue, is there any breakfast for me?" ”

"You're so fat that you still eat breakfast?" Tang Yue smiled evilly and blinked, teasingly.

Mi Xue crossed her waist and said angrily: "Which eye of yours saw that I was fat!" ”

"Not fat?" Tang Yue opened his arms and walked slowly towards Mi Xue, "Then give me a hug and take a look." ”

Michelle cleverly dodged over, her little face was full of seductive smiles, and she giggled: "I didn't fall for your plan, I want to hug Doudou!" ”

"No, it's better to hug Sister Rongrong." Song Doudou was drinking soy milk, and he was also smiling and joking.

Fang Rong was the last to walk in, and before she understood what she said, she said strangely: "Why do you want to hug me?" ”

"Tang Yue said that he is very interested in the role of forcing X criminals, so he wants to ask you to give it a try, it doesn't matter, you can resist, just hit and kick casually!" After Mi Xue finished speaking, she also made a few fighting moves to demonstrate.