128 (karlking's and Bi Kagan)

Zhang Haoxuan picked up the fluffy, hot, and soft little fat cat that could be used as a hand warmer, and sat on the other end of the two-seater sofa with the cat in his arms, and approached the person who was still curled up: "Zhen Wanchun, I'm back, don't you think you should greet ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Haoxuan smelled a trace of the fragrance of red wine, he looked around, and sure enough, he found an empty red wine bottle on the side of the TV cabinet, if he remembered correctly, the bottle of red wine should have been opened by him last night, and he only drank a small glass.

So, most of the remaining half of the bottles of red wine went into Zhen Wanchun's stomach?

Zhang Haoxuan raised his eyebrows, and slowly looked at Nuan Nuan, who had been ignoring him, but after only looking at it for a while, he noticed the problem.

Zhang Haoxuan didn't see it at the door just now, he felt that Zhen Wanchun was practicing yoga, but now that the distance between the two was very close, he suddenly found that he had guessed wrong.

Nuan Nuan's movements didn't feel any stretching, she was shaking slightly, and she was twitching, and if you put her ears closer, you could hear a small humming sound coming from between her knees, which didn't look like she was doing yoga, but like crying.

Zhen Wanchun, is this crying?

Zhang Haoxuan's eyes were lost, he was a little panicked, he never thought that she would cry, in his impression, Zhen Wanchun has always been a strong girl, even if her hand was scratched a big hole, even if she was so hungry that her chest was against her back, she endured it strongly, and did not shed a single tear.

And even the warmth in that memory is very strong, only in the days when she broke up with Li Chengxuan when she had serious problems in her relationship, she shed a few tears in front of him.

But now. The strong Zhen Wanchun seems to be crying!

Zhang Haoxuan was quite distressed, he wanted Nuan Nuan to raise his head, but he was afraid of stimulating her again, so he had to ask gently: "Zhen Wanchun, what's wrong?" ”

For a while, Nuan Nuan didn't give any response.

When Zhang Haoxuan felt that Nuan Nuan might be tired of crying, he kept his knees and fell asleep, he heard the other party's question.

"Do I sing well?" Nuan Nuan's voice was muffled.

Zhang Haoxuan frowned, Zhen Wanchun has always been very confident, this is not like a question she would ask, but in fact, this question is indeed from Zhen Wanchun's mouth.

Zhang Haoxuan was very curious. During the hours he spent away from work. What happened at home made Zhen Wanchun, who always wanted to transform into a singer, doubt his singing voice as if he was seriously stimulated, and cried sadly.

As for the answer to that question. Zhang Haoxuan said. If you talk about the warmth of debuting as a child star in that memory. There are a hundred advantages that Zhen Wanchun does not have now, so singing very well should be an advantage exclusive to Zhen Wanchun.

Speaking of which, Zhang Haoxuan is still Nuan Nuan's number one fan. When he just returned from country Y, he was deeply attracted by Zhen Wanchun's songs published on the Internet, not only downloaded all the songs, but also copied them into the car player, which is still playing in a loop.

Nuan Nuan regarded Zhang Haoxuan's silence as the other party's denial of herself: "Why don't you speak, is my singing really so ugly?" The voice was still muffled, and although it didn't sound very similar to the cry of an ordinary woman, it was also very different from her usual voice.

Guessing that the other party had misunderstood, Zhang Haoxuan hurriedly explained, but he was busy explaining, ignoring Nuan Nuan's tone of voice at this time: "No, you sing very well." And it's still the best in his heart.

Nuan Nuan was excited, and she trembled a little more: "You lied to me, it took so long to answer, you must be lying to me!" Even if it's an excited voice, it sounds muffled.

"Why should I lie to you?"

"You see me pitiful, sympathize with me, and want to comfort me."

"I don't sympathize with you, I really think you sing very well." But it's true that I want to be comforted.

"If you think I sing well, you won't disagree with me joining the group."

"That was before, it's different now." Now he knows that Zhen Wanchun is the Internet singer he admires.

"But ......"

Zhang Haoxuan explained and explained, but no matter how he explained, Nuan Nuan could always say a bunch of crooked reasoning, and even the old accounts were turned over, which made him feel big, but he couldn't let the other party continue to self-loathing.

As the saying goes, the bell must be tied to the bell, but Zhang Haoxuan doesn't know who this bell tie person is now, and with Zhen Wanchun's current state, he can't ask the reason for a while, he can only guess the root of the problem from the conversation between the two just now.

Zhang Haoxuan quickly straightened out the clues, he felt that someone should have said that Zhen Wanchun's singing was ugly, and that person should be her friend, such as Ding Ning or Ian, which made her heart suffer a lot of blows, so she borrowed wine to eliminate her sorrows, but it made her heart even more sorrowful, so she cried and didn't believe his words.

To appease Zhen Wanchun and let her regain her self-confidence, Zhang Haoxuan also thought of a few.

Zhang Haoxuan thinks that the most effective way should be to let her know that there are still people who like to listen to her sing, since she doesn't believe his words, and thinks that he sympathizes with her for the love between the two of her and said a white lie, then let a stranger tell her the answer to that question.

"Zhen Wanchun, come with me." Zhang Haoxuan patted Nuan Nuan's back and took her hand to make her stand up.

The standing posture made Nuan Nuan no longer able to hide her head between her knees, and she raised her head to look at Zhang Haoxuan in front of her, which made her expression visible to the other party.

Zhang Haoxuan asked Nuan Nuan to go with him, but he just took Nuan Nuan off the sofa and didn't move, the two just stood in place and looked at each other, looked at each other for several minutes, and didn't walk a single step.

Zhang Haoxuan carefully looked at the warm face from his forehead to his chin and from the left side of his face to the right side of his face several times, and he asked, "Why didn't you cry?" ”

Yes, there are no tears on Nuan Nuan's face at all, and there is no sadness on her red face, nor drunken dizziness, but drunkenness with a smile.

Nuan Nuan blinked, and instead of answering, she asked, "Why am I crying?" ”

"Because you think I don't sing well." Zhang Haoxuan answered as a matter of course.

"Oh."

Nuan Nuan didn't continue to follow Zhang Haoxuan's words, but just responded casually, but Zhang Haoxuan still had questions: "What did you shake and hum on the sofa just now?" ”

"I'm excited," maybe it was something she was interested in, this time Nuan Nuan answered quickly, and without waiting for Zhang Haoxuan to ask, she added to her words, "I didn't know what happened just now, and suddenly I was very inspired, and I made three tunes in a row, and I also wrote words for them." (To be continued......)