Chapter Twenty-Seven: Like a Shot
"Brother, why do you want to sing Chinese songs? There was no one else here who sang songs in a foreign language. β
"It is precisely because of its uniqueness that it is like a firefly in the dark, so distinct and outstanding. The melancholy eyes, the embarrassed fibrous roots, and the standard Mandarin attract you deeply. β
"Poof! Ahaha! The long-legged beauty couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "Brother, you're so funny." The lines of "Domestic Lingling Paint" are not like this, there should be that amazing knife technique. β
While talking, the beauty also waved her hands like convulsions to demonstrate the nerve knife technique.
Lin Dong was stunned, except for his appearance, he couldn't find any female characteristics in the other party at all, should he be so violent? Leave some good reverie for buddies, is it okay?
The beauty was crazy for a while, and when she saw the "foreign language teacher", she was stunned, and immediately scratched her head a little embarrassed, "I just think that if you sing Chinese songs at this time, will anyone understand them?" It's winter vacation and Spring Festival, and there aren't many Chinese coming to Hongdae at all. β
Thousands of grass and mud horses galloped in his heart, and Lin Dongdong was embarrassed and embarrassed; was carried away by the bold reward of the big boss in China last time, and didn't consider the right time, place and people. "Cut, that's because they don't know how to appreciate. Dongge sings only for interest, not for food. β
The long-legged beauty didn't speak, staring straight at the corn that was gnawed by Lin Dong until only the cob remained.
"Well, thank you for the corn. Chinese songs are not useless, at least they attract you, don't they. Lin Dong threw the corn cob into the guitar case of a few meters away and destroyed the evidence.
"Let's perform a Korean song for you. Listen carefully. β
I, if I can be allowed again;
If I could see you again;
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Youβare-my-destiny
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My fate. Calling to you.
Lin Dong showed off his killer trick "my-destiny", but he didn't cheer. There was no screaming either; Only the long-legged beauty slapped her palms a few times perfunctorily, and there was no reward at all. It's not scientific.
"Brother, is it the first time you've come to a street show?"
"Why do you ask?"
"No professional will perform a big hit song on the street, isn't that looking for death? There is a contrast between Kim Jong Kook and OPPA, who will listen to you. And the popularity of this song has just passed, and many people have this song in their mobile phones. β
Lin Dongdong was dumbfounded again, as if he heard a crackling slap in the face, was this long-legged beauty specially sent by God to make Brother Dong?
"Is my singing skill so bad?"
"Actually, it's okay, it's just a little worse than me." The slender white fingers traced a hair-like slit.
Lin Dong was sure that this beauty was a tease sent by the monkey. Specially came to spoof Brother Dong. Lin Dong handed over the guitar, "That's so powerful, you can sing a song." β
"No, I'm a trainee of AB Entertainment, and I can't sing in public places without the approval of the company. Ah~" The beauty interrupted herself with a scream, flipped out her phone and looked at the time, "It's miserable, it's late!" Goodbye, brother! β
The long-legged beauty did not wait for Lin Dong to respond. Turn around and run, give full play to the advantages of long legs, run out for dozens of meters as soon as you slip through the smoke, and even do a few professional hurdle movements in a very stylish way.
"Hey. Feed! What's your name. "It's useless for Lin Dong to shout to break the sky, the Yiren have long gone.
Lin Dong shook his head and said secretly: It's good to meet a beautiful woman who can speak Chinese when I was homesick. It's a pity that happy time always flies very quickly, and I have to say goodbye before I have time to get to know him.
AB Entertainment. As soon as you hear it, you know that it is a small roadside shop on the street; It's far worse than the tall S.M. This long-legged beauty is estimated to have the same life as Quan Xiaosheng, and she must not want to hit the street.
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What is good to sing? Although Dong Ge's level is not bad, but a temporary worker is a temporary worker, after all, he can't compare to a professional singer who eats with a microphone every day, and "My-Destiny" is indeed worse than the love song old prince Kim Jong Kook.
People have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away. Singing the song of the original male singer is probably looking for abuse, adaptation? I don't have that ability. Singing the songs of female singers?
Like being shot, there is no soul
I just wanted to laugh, so I laughed; Just laughed like that, just like that
Laughing hypocritically, I just want to ask you one question
Why we broke up
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There is a hole in my heart that cannot be repaired
So it hurts worse than death
Like a shot
Lin Dong prefers these songs with stories, which are more touching than saliva songs like gee-gee-gee, bo-peep-bo-peep; And Brother Dong was really shot, and he really said goodbye to all the women, uncomfortable.
"Like a Shot" replaced "Zebra Zebra" and was looped by Lin Dong's single, and there were a lot more onlookers, but the guitar box still only had a few steel hammers, and King Sejong or Shinshi Rentang didn't see a single one. Facts have proved that no matter what Lin Dong sings, it cannot change the essence of the Korean people's slamming of the door.
"Knock knock!" Once again, the guitar case has a heavy load, this time no longer a corn cob, but a bottle of yellow drink like a stick. What does this mean? Do you always use a stick to taunt Dong Ge?
The same pair of ordinary canvas shoes; The same slender straight long legs are paired with slim jeans. A style with a long-legged beauty who has just walked for a long time.
Lin Dong was very spineless again, and before he even had time to look at his face, he was already suppressed by this long legs.
The shabby trench coat is embellished with strange oil paint, but it is worn by beautiful women in the style of an artist, and a good figure is to look good in anything.
Without wearing a scarf, his delicate and white neck was exposed to the air, and it was also exposed to Lin Dong's kryptonite eyes. The long silky slightly curly hair is coiled on the top of the head with a pencil hairpin, which is quite feminine. A very Q cartoon mask covers a small half of his face.
However, none of this is the point. The key is that even if this person blocks half of his face, Lin Dong still recognizes it, he is quite attractive, and he is definitely the kind of woman who cannot be easily provoked.
Hongdae is so small, not big at all. is not bumping into a trainee or a debut singer, can you give Dong Ge a way to live.
"I'm painting murals over there, I've been listening to you sing for a long time, and it's a good song, please drink orange juice." The beautiful woman took out another bottle of orange juice and twisted the cap several times without moving.
Lin Dong really wanted to take the orange juice and help the girl twist it away to show her gentlemanly demeanor; But in the end, I held back, the girl I didn't know just now could have a few words, and it was best not to provoke this acquaintance, so as not to fall into the pit and not climb up.
"Thanks, I'm not thirsty."
Plucked the guitar, as if treating the beautiful woman as air, Lin Dong began to play the guitar again.
Like being shot, there is no soul
I just wanted to laugh, so I laughed; Just laughed like that, just like that
Laughing hypocritically, I just want to ask you one question
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Like a shot. (To be continued.) )