After thinking about it, Chen Hua finally agreed. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he tapped a few times on the keyboard, and output a line of words to send out [Brothers, what song do you want to hear!] Come on! 】

[We want to listen to your own creation!] 】

[That's right!] We're going to listen to your own songs! 】

[It's not self-created, we don't listen to it~]

..... Chen Hua felt deeply helpless, but he still agreed, and he tapped a few times on the keyboard [I'll sing you a song Thirteen Moon Liang, which was originally set to have a monologue of a man and a woman, so I'll read it alone. 】

[There is also a monologue song!] The first time I saw it, there was none! Please, please, please! 】

[Songs with monologues..... What kind of feeling is that....】

[Ask for singing, ask for singing!] 】

......

Chen Hua put on his headphones, turned on a recording software, and began to read a monologue into the microphone.

Chen Hua had just been chatting with the reader, completely oblivious to what was happening outside the windowsill.

A figure stood up from the dark side, and in the bright moonlight, who was this person not Feng Yu! As a professional killer, but with a professional work ethic, she ran over after finding out the scholar's address.

In fact, she had arrived two hours earlier, and had been hiding outside the balcony ever since.

Now that everyone is gone, she has also found a chance to start... She stepped out of her slender calves and held a crescent-like scimitar in her hand, but she didn't take two steps before she suddenly stopped, her face full of shock.

Because in the bedroom, Chen Hua began to read the monologue of 'Thirteen Months Cool'.... Holding a small microphone in one hand, he whispered, "Do this last thing for me, and from now on, you will be free." Do you think... Killers have no heart... How can you not have a heart. I've always wanted to ask, what am I in your heart after so many years. Yueniang, you have been doing a good job, you are the Rong family, the best knife......"

The voice of Chen Huanian's monologue is sonorous and powerful, containing artistic conception.

Feng Yu, who was standing outside the balcony, looked at the window a little distractedly, she was a little surprised.... How did this person know the content of his conversation with Chu Xi Temple today? Could it be that he eavesdropped? No way! When pigs fly!

Just when she was deeply puzzled by this, Chen Hua began to sing.

The bright moon is cool to the bone, and the sword wind hunts and extinguishes the lights and candles.

Lowering the eyes, the heart is difficult to see. But there were teardrops silently.

Regardless of life and death for Jun's words, his hands were stained with blood and his eyebrows were light.

A whisper, a smile seems to be crying. Ask where this heart is abandoned, the world is full of December, where is the number of thirteen. The stars are left, the sky is full of curtains....

When Feng Yu heard this sad song, there was a pang of cramping in his heart. This kind of colic is not a disease, but a heart-rending psychological pain. Because the content of this song is the same as my own inner world. She is the first of Truman's five killers.

But in private, she has another layer of identity, that is, the crush of Chu Xi Temple. But the result is obviously the same as what Chen Hua sang just now....

She subconsciously took two steps back, continuing to disappear in the darkness,

Chen Hua naturally didn't know the scene on the balcony, and continued his monologue: Who taught you to do this, you don't say a word when your leg is broken, and you can endure the pain! .....

After reading this monologue, Chen Hua began to sing loudly again....

This song is cool in the thirteenth month, Chen Hua sang for five minutes, when he read the last sentence: Exquisite dice An red bean, into the bones of lovesickness Jun know.

The whole song, that's it!

On the balcony, Feng Yu squatted in the shadows, holding her slender calves with both hands, crying silently.....

Because of the thirteenth month cold song that Chen Hua sang just now, the beginning part is the same as what he has experienced in the past 20 years. And their own wishes, and imaginary things, are the same as the songs that follow.

This song is simply tailor-made for Feng Yu, and it is perfectly in line with his life!

After recording the song, Chen Hua compressed the file and sent it to the readership.

After sending out the document, Chen Hua lay on the bed with a look of hope, hoping to see the readers' evaluation of him, and this was three minutes. Because he was wearing headphones, Chen Hua didn't hear the crying outside.

After waiting for about three minutes, readers who listened to the song began to comment.

[Is this a song with a monologue?] Although it was a monologue read by one person.... But I still rushed to the feeling of being among a man and a woman... It's miserable... Hopefully it will end well. 】

[The first time I heard a song with a monologue, I fell into the pit! ] I hope that in the future, Moyu will be able to sing more songs with monologues! 】

[etc.... Have you heard that when the song is sung for 3 minutes and 54 seconds, there is a faint sound of a woman crying? The song lasted until about twenty seconds into the fourth minute.....]

[I rubbed, I also found out.] There are indeed women crying! Mo Yuda, is there a woman next to you? 】

[I also heard a woman's cry, isn't Mo Yu Da fixing us!] 】

Seeing what readers say to themselves... Chen Hua was a little confused for a while, he was obviously singing a cappella, how could there be a woman's crying voice? But he still opened the music folder and adjusted it to 3 minutes and 54 seconds, according to what each reader said.

He listened to the song carefully, but he only listened to it every two seconds, and then he opened his eyes, and his expression was solemn for a long time! Because he heard it too, there was a woman crying!

But Chen Hua is the kind of person who doesn't believe in gods and ghosts, so.... And he immediately decided! There's a woman in this room!

The moment Chen Hua took off the headphones, he heard the cry of a whole woman coming from outside the balcony.

"Someone outside the balcony?" Chen Hua's expression was solemn, how could there be a woman outside the balcony? If it were a man, Chen Hua would definitely believe it. Because there is an old king next door! But this one woman.... It can't be upstairs next door, right?

For safety reasons, Chen Hua took out the pistol hidden under the pillow and slowly walked towards the balcony.

He turned on the balcony light and strolled out, but when he reached the balcony, he was a little dazed.

In the corner of the balcony, Feng Yu squatted on the ground with his hands on his knees, and his smooth hair was a little messy by it. Two clearly visible tears were reflected on her face, plus her own appearance was already beautiful!

This cry gives people a feeling of wanting pity.

Seeing that the target of his assassination was coming, Feng Yu had no intention of making a move, but the crying voice was much quieter. She raised her head, and before Chen Hua could speak, she asked with a crying voice: "What is the name of the song you just sang?" ”

Chen Hua looked at the woman in front of him, although a sense of pity rose in his heart! But he didn't let his guard down in the slightest, because he knew that there must be something wrong with this woman, but he still responded to Feng Yu: "The song is called Thirteen Moon Liang." Who are you? Why is it here? ”

"Feng Yu, come and kill you." Feng Yu responded directly, without the slightest drag. (To be continued.) )