There has been a strange phenomenon at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music recently. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 I don't know when it started, there is a rich second generation who always likes to drive a Lamborghini around the campus, and often for most of the day. Many people are far away when they see the car, for fear of being hit by the car, you know, people with mental illness do not need to be held legally responsible.

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At night, Lin Yi was preparing to wash up and sleep. A phone rings in mind. Who still calls themselves on the big night? Lin Yi thought strangely. Since the breakup, he has hardly called at night.

Lin Yi put down the toothbrush that had just been squeezed into the toothpaste, threw the towel over his shoulders, and walked to the bedside to pick up his mobile phone.

"Hey" that one?

"Dangdang, guess who I am!" Zheng Ziqi didn't understand what was going on with him, but he was always irritable in his heart. I can't settle down. It's as if there's always a voice telling yourself to call that person. But it's strange to say that when she called and heard the voice on the other side, her heart calmed down inexplicably.

Lin Yi: "......."

Lin Yi rolled his eyes helplessly, and knew it as soon as he heard the voice. Still guessing? But Tai still asked very cooperatively: "Who?" “

No way! It's going to have to be scripted......

Zheng Ziqi: I'm coming to Shanghai.

Lin Yi: Yo, you didn't even invite me to dinner when you came. Do you know that I eat instant noodles for three meals now, and my life is miserable.... It's almost like eating dirt.

In fact, Lin Yi wanted to reply, "Come on, what's my business." "But that doesn't seem right. According to the development of the plot, it would be embarrassing to say it like this.

Zheng Ziqi: I came to Shanghai for a concert. Just came over today. I'll invite you to dinner tomorrow night.

Lin Yi: Wait, I'll record first.

"What are you recording for?" Zheng Ziqi asked suspiciously.

Lin Yi: "Okay," I've already recorded. If you dare to release my pigeon tomorrow, I'll post the recording online.

Zheng Ziqi: .............

followed Zheng Ziqi and talked about it, and finally hung up the phone when Lin Yi was about to collapse.....

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Early the next morning, Lin Yi received a call from Zheng Ziqi, asking him to rush to the Shanghai Gymnasium to watch her rehearsal.

"Oh God! Can't you just give me a good weekend and a good night's sleep? Lin Yi complained while lying on the bed. But it was as if he had forgotten that it was Friday......

Looking at the butt of the car in front of him, Lin Yi was online, whether he was wrong. Maybe a bike will be more suitable for you. Even if it's a second-hand one! At least he won't be stuck in the road for half an hour without moving!

Yes, Shanghai's traffic is what makes you so "happy!!

After an hour of "struggle", Lin Yi finally arrived at the gymnasium in Shanghai. Since it's not a Sunday, there aren't a lot of people here. Lin Yi parked the car casually in a parking space and walked in. After clarifying with a staff member at the door, he was led by this staff member to the Shanghai Grand Stage. may have seen Lin Yi driving a valuable sports car, so the staff member took him in directly without asking too much.

As soon as he came in, Lin Yi saw Zheng Ziqi walking back and forth on the stage with some song scores. Stopping from time to time to hum a few words, and then continuing to walk.

"How does it feel?" Lin Yi asked.

Zheng Ziqi: I can't find anything else. The equipment is basically in place. But there was always something that didn't feel right.

Well, think about it. You've done a lot of concerts, big and small. What could be wrong. Lin Yi comforted.

Well, it's just that your song is a little wrong. Zheng Ziqi gave him an A4 piece of paper with a song sheet printed on it. It was him at the beginning

Well? There's something wrong with my song. Lin Yi wondered. It shouldn't be this, I gave it to her with the song and lyrics.

I don't know if that's anything other than a problem. But it just doesn't feel right. Zheng Ziqi was also quite helpless, and then said: That's it, I'll sing it for you. After all, you wrote this.

On the stage, the stereo wanted to sound a piano prelude, and then Zheng Ziqi's singing voice also sang:

The bubbles in the sun are colorful, just like I am happy when I am deceived

Investigate what is right or wrong, your lies, and the rest of you still love me

Beautiful bubble though all your promises are too fragile though with a fireworks

But if you fall in love with a bubble, what is sad if you can see through it

I should have known that the bubble would burst at the touch of a .......

After listening to Zheng Ziqi singing, Lin Yi finally knew why what she said was a little wrong. Something isn't quite right! It's not right at all.

Zheng Ziqi walked down from the stage: How is it?

"..... "What's how!" It's not good at all, right? Lin Yi was speechless. Then he said: You better listen to it and sing it again.

Lin Yi snapped his fingers at the staff at the console: music

Foam in the sun is colorful.......

After listening to Lin Yi's version, Zheng Ziqi finally understood why he always felt wrong. It turns out that this song can be so good. When she thought of what she had just sung, she felt ashamed.

It turned out that he and Lin Yi's "biting" treatment methods and severity were different. Lin Yi's "biting words" sounds more comfortable. You know, a song is only a few minutes in total, and a small detail can make a song completely different. I think the version she sang just now is not at the same level as Lin Yi's current version.....

This song can be so good. Thinking of Zheng Ziqi who he had just sang, he couldn't help but feel a blush. If you sing this song in the same way you just did, it's too bad for this song....

"How? I'm amazing! Lin Yi walked down from the stage and looked stunned in front of Zheng Ziqi

Stop talking nonsense, teach me how to sing! Zheng Ziqi didn't pick up his stubble.

"Hey, I've been eating instant noodles lately, and I'm almost so hungry that I can't speak."

Sister's! I've said it so obviously, and I don't mean it. Why is this person so unable to chat! Lin Yi said in his heart.