The meal with Feng Jiayao was not bad.

While drinking, Chen Mo was surprised to find that Feng Jiayao was also a music lover, but it was not pop music but traditional musical instruments.

At least as far as Feng Jiayao himself is concerned, he can play at least four traditional musical instruments, of course, whether he can only play or is more proficient, then it is not very clear.

But at least, Feng Jiayao definitely understands the knowledge of music theory, and his eloquence is amazing - when talking about the ruler score, Feng Jiayao easily allusions to various famous scores in this parallel world, so that Chen Mo unconsciously drank a little higher with him.

By the time Chen Mo finally realized that he was about to get drunk, it was already completely too late.

And then, the topic of conversation was led to "The God of Masquerade Song" by Feng Zhinan, and Chen Mo didn't know why he argued with the sullen Li Yuanan, who was drinking and drinking, and finally seemed to be Li Yuanan's negative anger that he couldn't fight......

Chen Mo didn't know how he got back to the rented house, anyway, when he was awakened by thirst again, the clock had quietly walked until more than one o'clock in the morning.

But this time, Chen Mo no longer needed to get up and boil water to drink, because when he opened his eyes, he saw a large glass of boiled water, a bottle of plain yogurt, and a thermos full of water neatly placed on the table next to the bed.

Most of it was Wen Nuan, and Sister Mu, who helped with housekeeping, seemed to go home at ten o'clock in the evening.

And the glass of boiled water, with a trace of residual warmth, is not completely cold.

Scold...... It's heartwarming.

Chen Mo drank the glass of water with a bang, and then lay back on the bed comfortably, his mind couldn't help but start thinking about how to continue to increase his intimacy with Wen Nuannuan, he now hoped that as soon as he opened his eyes, he could see Wen Nuannuan sleeping peacefully next to his pillow.

Perhaps, this is the human heart, and Delong Wangshu will never be truly satisfied.

Fortunately, Chen Mo only thought about it a little, he knew better that his relationship with Wen Nuannuan was still short, and what he was looking forward to Wen Nuannuan might not be able to accept so quickly, and his body had just turned eighteen years old, and the most important thing now was time.

With such thoughts, Chen Mo fell asleep again unconsciously.

It's just that this time, he had a charming traceless spring dream, he dreamed that he and his first girlfriend before the crossing turned over the clouds, but the snow-white ** under him tactfully underneath him suddenly became Wen Nuannuan who warmed his heart in the blink of an eye, and Wen Nuannuan was still entangled like an octopus, so that Chen Mo couldn't break free at all.

Chen Mo didn't want to break free, but when he climbed his hands on Wen Nuannuan's proud plumpness, he was surprised to find that the object of his caresses had actually become Miss Feng again!

Even in a dream, this really scared Chen Mo into instinctively wanting to run away.

"Where to run!"

But Miss Feng turned over and got up coquettishly, easily pressed Chen Mo under her, and then used a burst of active ups and downs that were about to die, as well as an extremely happy panting, so that Chen Mo, who had nowhere to hide, could no longer hold on......

I'll go! Who the hell is this?!

With this slightly sad and angry thought, Chen Mo suddenly woke up from the dream, and when he opened his eyes and realized that it was just a dream, he quickly got up to find a change of clothes.

What a shame!

How could I dream so weakly? It was actually given by a girl, and it was given to that......

When changing his underwear, especially Chen Mo, who was thinking about the second half of the spring dream, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the whole person was a little bad, and when he faced Miss Feng in the future, should he not say anything, and his confidence would be three points weaker, right?

No, no, no, this kind of thing must not happen.

I have to take a shower to cool down and get these dreams out of my head by the way!

It's just a dream, it's just a dream, it's a dream, it's a dream......

Chen Mo tried to convince himself.

Fortunately, when he woke up from this beautiful dream, it was only six o'clock in the morning, and Chen Mo still had enough time to wash away the evidence and adjust his emotions.

But obviously, once something happens, it's not so easy to forget about it.

So in the next few days, don't say that you will meet Feng Zhinan again, it is a call from Miss Feng, and Chen Mona will have to adjust his mood before he can press the answer button.

Fortunately, there was something else soon, so that Chen Mo could justifiably distract himself.

The autumn admission interview of Chang'an Conservatory of Music officially opened on August 1.

More than 10,000 candidates from all over the country competed for the 306 admission places.

Among all the faculties, the competition in the Department of Vocal Music and Opera is particularly fierce - more than 3,000 people compete for 68 admission places!

The content of the interview is the same as the interview content of the vocal opera department that Chen Mo knows but has never participated in, and it is also to examine the four types of "voice table shape".

The so-called vocal table is vocal music, lines, body and performance, specifically rapping a song, reciting a paragraph, dancing a paragraph, and performing a proposition sketch.

Chen Mo has been working overtime for Mo Zhiyin and the three of them, that is, the first two of the sound table, after all, the latter two are not within Chen Mo's expertise.

But Chen Mo can say with confidence that under his stick guidance in the early part of the month, Mo Zhiyin's singing and recitation skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and the probability of passing the interview should be more than eighty percent.

So Chen Mo, who took the time to refuel the three little girls, waited very calmly outside the examination room, and he even had time to look left and right, and then sighed.

Tsk, the little girls now, there are so many good nutritions.

It is worthy of the recruitment of art colleges, and there are so many young and beautiful and coolly dressed little girls, but it's a pity that ...... Whether you can get into the exam or not doesn't have much to do with how much you wear.

Chen Mo waited very easily, but the parents of the three little girls who took leave from their hometown and rushed to the capital to cheer for their daughter were extremely nervous.

Although these parents have seen the amazing changes in their daughter's singing skills, and they are also grateful to Chen Mo, the magical vocal teacher who suddenly appeared, but now when they look at the three thousand competitors and more than 10,000 parents, no one should be frightened and worried.

"Uncles and aunts, just take it easy, anyway...... The list of three trials will be released tomorrow. ”

Seeing that several parents were so worried that their faces were covered with cold sweat, Chen Mo opened his mouth and comforted him like this.

Just like Chen Mo said, this time it is only the second test, and only a list of about 300 people will be screened out from the 3,000 people, and the third test is the moment when the bayonet will win or lose.

It's a pity that Chen Mo didn't say it, but after saying it, several parents were obviously more nervous.