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The Death of an Angel is ten minutes long and is stylistically divided into three parts, the first part is five minutes, which is a fairy tale, a zither and a chime, ethereal and pure white and sweet. The second part is three minutes, which is for mythology, Tao Xun and chimes, magnificent and sad and passionate. The third part is two minutes long, for lies, bamboo flutes and chimes, gloomy and poignant and silent.

Yunluo recalled the apocalyptic version of the Angel's Death, thought about it carefully, and then sang the adapted version of the Angel's Death in his mind, and felt that it was very good, so he walked into the recording studio, stood in front of the radio microphone, and gestured with Bai Qinghua to start singing.

Although Bai Qinghua had been prepared, he still lost his mind after Yunluo's warm, clean and beautiful voice sounded, his mind was full of singing, and nothing else, and when the singing stopped, Bai Qinghua showed two lines of tears.

Bai Qinghua's favorite painting of the literary fan is a talented musician, a beautiful woman with a temperament is a lot of affection, and the attributes of a wife, 32 likes. Bai Qing's thrush was affectionate, and her watery eyes looked at the clouds falling, which was more meaningful.

"Yunluo, your singing voice is awesome, I lost my mind, come and let my sister hug you and reward you." Bai Qing painted such a temperamental beauty, and she was also sexy **, and she hugged Yunluo with a full embrace, and her soft peach breasts made Yunluo a little embarrassed.

Bai Qing's painting stopped at the point, and he didn't do anything out of line, but discussed with Yunluo softly how to deal with the recorded audio, and also dealt with some noise and noise, Yunluo listened very carefully to the death of the angel, Bai Qing's painting was very close, and the delicate fragrant body was as warm as water.

It's a pity that Yunluo's heart is as hard as iron, he has long been very annoyed by the relationship between An Chuyu, An Qingju, and Yan Shenyu, how can he provoke other women, just steal food or something, as for taking advantage of something hehehe. In his heart, these three girls who grew up with Yunluo are more important.

Yunluo handled the audio of the angel's death very seriously, and copied the two audios of the background music and the song into the pink USB flash drive. Yunluo didn't talk nonsense, deleted all the audio materials left in the recording equipment, and didn't rush to leave, Yunluo and Bai Qinghua chatted in the top recording studio.

Who is the words that provoke affection.

Now that he has the idea of entering the music circle, Yunluo wants to know more about this circle, and chatting with Bai Qinghua is naturally a good way. Bai Qinghua also knew everything, and chatted with Yunluo very happily in a soft voice.

This chat reached six o'clock, An Chuyu called Yunluo, the three of them had already booked a place, let Yunluo go over to eat, and they would not wait until seven o'clock. Yunluo said goodbye to Bai Qinghua and left in style, leaving behind a lonely temperament beauty.

The pink BMW in front of the Tianlai recording studio building has long been gone, Yunluo thought about the location of the restaurant that An Chuyu said, and looked at the congested highway during the off-duty time, so he simply trotted all the way over, and jogging along the West Lake was also very emotional.

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"All my life I want to be collected, put away and preserved. Save me from being frightened, from suffering, from being displaced, from having no branches to rely on. But the man, I knew, I always knew, that he would never come. He is destined to be adrift all his life, and I am destined to be lonely. What if it never comes? I will keep him in my heart, put him properly, keep it carefully, and never forget it. ”

A clean and gentle male voice came into Yunluo's ears from the West Lake, causing Yunluo to stop until the man finished reading this prose that Yan Shenyu often recited in Yunluo's ears. When Yan Shenyu reads, he is always resentful,

Yunluo and the man were separated by a tall green willow belt, and there was only a vague figure in the past, Yunluo didn't care much, so he continued to trot forward, but he didn't expect the man to see something, so he ran wildly, ran to a corner in one breath and knelt down on one knee neatly, picked up the hanging long-lens German camera and took a wild shot.

Following the prestige, Yunluo was stunned for a moment, if this guy is not mistaken, he is taking a picture of a five-year-old double ponytail, the small appearance of bright eyes and bright teeth is particularly pure, and the person holding Lori's little hand is a delicate and delicate young woman, but the person is disdainful of the beautiful young woman, only burying his head in taking all kinds of beautiful photos of Lori, and the attitude is called a piety.

Yunluo soon saw what it means to be a professional burner, the man snapped and took hundreds of photos that could be manually fixed in focus within a minute, quickly picked out the ten most beautiful ones, took out a small machine that printed photos instantly from the shoulder bag, and inserted a number of jù lines into the German camera, and the small machine qì spit out ten photos with real colors.

The man picked up ten photos and chased after Lori, Yunluo saw that the man was 1.87 meters tall, with a toned and majestic figure, and a handsome face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he was definitely a rich and handsome man, and his smile was particularly sunny.

took out a black pen, the man wrote an email address on the photo, and handed ten beautiful photos to the five-year-old Luo, chatted and laughed with the beautiful young woman, and touched the double ponytail of the five-year-old Luo, let Lori kiss it, and then left in style, a winner in life.

The man walked back and walked to the place where he used to recite prose, Yunluo turned around and saw that the man was collecting a very small fishing rod, and the rod throwing brand was the first in Japan, yes, this guy was fishing on the edge of the West Lake, where fishing is prohibited!

What's especially nonsense is that this guy actually caught a West Lake carp weighing more than two catties, this person took out a pocket from his backpack to decorate the lake water, put the West Lake carp into it, stuffed it into the backpack, and ran away with a smile.

Yunluo analyzed the large and small satchels that the man was carrying, there should be three cameras in them, a bunch of fishing equipment, the largest of which was a gray rucksack with a compass and thermometer hanging on the outside, obviously the backpack was outdoor equipment.

This is a player who loves to take pictures, fish, love the outdoors, and love travel, and is not short of money.

The sharp-eyed Yunluo even saw that the person's name was embroidered on every backpack and every piece of clothing-Qin Ren, which was obviously a habit that only people who often went outdoors to play.

At first glance, Qin Ren seems to be a handsome guy, that is, an ordinary person, but Yunluo is not an ordinary person, he is a tenth-level existence in the last days, and there is always an inexplicable feeling when he stares at Qin Ren, as if he has seen the same kind.

Yunluo thought as he walked, and when he came to the door of the restaurant that An Chuyu had booked, he was shocked, he remembered, it was really the breath of the tenth-level store, and there was a tenth-level that left a wisp of mental power in Qin Ren's sea of consciousness! This is why Yunluo vaguely felt that Qin Ren had a good eye, and a wisp of telekinesis at the tenth level was infinitely useful, so he didn't say much.

When Qin Ren encountered a life-and-death crisis, if the enemy was an evolutionary, that wisp of telekinesis could suppress an evolutionary below the seventh level once, and the time depended on the evolutionary's strength. And the evolutionary above the seventh level, as long as he is not pretending to be stupid, can feel that it is the breath of the tenth level, and this person is valued by the tenth level.

Of course, it's just a wisp of tenth-level telekinesis, and some are masters who don't sell tenth-level face to kill people, but some small problems can naturally take a step back. The people who are protected by the tenth level are not so easy to kill, and they are very troublesome afterwards.

He felt that the tenth level of the Black Domain was still not good at the use of telekinesis, he felt that the wisp of telekinesis left in Qin Ren's sea of consciousness was dead, there was no will fluctuation, and the tenth-level storage zài could only sense the disappearance of telekinesis, and he couldn't feel anything else.

If it is the tenth level of the last days, if you store a wisp of telekinesis in others, you can even cross the distance of space and project most of your telepathy through the air, or when the host is killed, the image of the killer is fed back with telekinesis.

Sure enough, the life of the evolutionary in the Black Domain is too dull, unlike the apocalyptic days of fighting and killing all day long, and the combat effectiveness is off the charts.

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Yunluo walked into this self-service hot pot restaurant, and saw Yan Shenyu, An Chuyu, and An Qingju sitting on a U-shaped table in the hall, and the three beauties were chatting about something, with a lot of paper bags beside them, and they didn't know what they had lost.

"Ah Luo, you're so slow, you're almost hungry." An first met Yunluo, but she had the demeanor of a little wife, Yingying got up and gave Yunluo the best position.

"Waiter, 37 table dishes." An Qingju shouted in a clear and tender voice, and a woman at the front desk answered.

The self-service hot pot was served quickly, four small hot pots, lit, and then a five-layer trolley full of dishes was pushed, and the waiter brought the first layer of more than a dozen plates of meat to the U-shaped table, and then he retired.

Waiting for the gap between the small hot pot soup pot to boil, Yan Shenyu, An Chuyu, and An Qingju went to match their favorite seasonings, and placed dozens of seasonings under the column at the front desk, which were prepared by customers by themselves.

Yunluo stayed behind to watch the beauties' things, and waited for the three beauties to come back to Yunluo before going to the seasoning, Yunluo liked hoisin sauce, small peppers, coriander, shallots, sesame oil, etc., mixed a small bowl.

Just when Yunluo was about to go back, he saw a handsome guy rush open the door and come in, walked to the front desk and took a thousand yuan, took out the live West Lake carp from his backpack and said: "A thousand yuan, borrow it from your kitchen, I will deal with this carp, and then give me a small hot pot." ”

The girl at the front desk of the store on the edge of the West Lake was the niece of the boss, and she recognized it as the carp of the West Lake, and guessed that eighty percent of it was a handsome guy who got it from the West Lake in an abnormal way, and she didn't say much, so she ordered a waiter to take Qin Ren to the kitchen. The normal way of West Lake fish wants to be sold in bulk, only near the white causeway at 6 o'clock in the morning, there will be two small official fishing boats, not every day.

Qin Ren unconsciously took a look in the self-service hot pot restaurant, and saw Yunluo, a little familiar, so he smiled very brightly, and suddenly there were many girls in the store who exclaimed that they were so handsome, and what made Yunluo very faceless was that he heard the cheers of his sister-in-law. Qin Ren's mind was full of the West Lake carp, and he quickly got into the kitchen.

Within a few minutes, Qin Ren came out with an oval saucer, on which was the West Lake carp cut into slices and pickled, the flesh and bone were separated, the fish meat was cut in half, and a plate of prepared sauce was also placed, Qin Ren looked for an empty seat.

Yunluo was eating lettuce with chicken slices, he didn't know what to think, he felt that looking at Qin Ren was particularly pleasing to the eye, so he greeted: "Hey, Qin Ren, if you don't dislike it, come and squeeze it with us, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy." ”

Qin Ren looked at him a little surprised, probably wondering how Yunluo knew his name, he smiled brightly, and walked over with the fish meat, An Qingju gave up his position very energetically, and sat down next to An Chuyu, letting Qin Ren and Yunluo sit together.

An Qingju moved his small hot pot away, and soon Qin Ren's small hot pot was delivered, and Yunluo didn't talk nonsense: "My eyes are relatively sharp, when I came from the West Lake, I saw that you took great pictures, and you were very good at fishing." ”

It is comfortable to talk to smart people, and there is no need for Yunluo to say more, Qin Ren knew that Yunluo saw the name embroidered on the clothes of the backpack, this is not for show, it is very important when outdoors.

"Come on, everyone gets together to have a fate, the freshest West Lake carp just landed, everyone eats it together to taste." Qin Ren is very generous, and after saying a few words, the atmosphere has changed for the better, looking at the cold and beautiful Yan Shenyu, his eyes are clear and clear, especially Qin Ren is too handsome, absolutely god-level.

Yunluo understands that Qin Ren's girl is a dead loli control!

[A good friend for a lifetime, a good book friend collects, you know. ] 】