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Xicheng's voice is not high-pitched, but it can't be said to be very rich, his voice is not suitable for interpreting sadness, but in fact, on the contrary, it is this peculiar voice that makes people appreciate the heart-rending behind the lyrics and songs that cannot be expressed in words.

He's a good guy for singing sad songs, and he's born ......

The girls don't know whether to admire or envy, or both, but at this moment, their minds are all drawn to the god of song itself.

Someone once said that a really good song doesn't change because of who sings it.

A song, Boa or Lee Hyori to sing, it's popular, it's replaced by an unknown person to sing it, if it's silent, it's Lee Hyori, Boa, or this song that is popular.

Obvious.

Xicheng's song is a good song, no matter who sings it, it can make the listener feel the heartache she wants to express.

The most shocking thing is Xiujing.

Eleven years ago, she was born in San Francisco, California, USA. Company M scouts are too young to enter the company with their sister.

However, not joining the company does not mean that she does not practice on a regular basis.

Students at school picked out stickers in the store, played with their neighbors' older siblings after school, and watched TV with their beloved puppets after dinner in the evening.

While others were enjoying the green years of a twelve-year-old girl, she practiced the piano, practiced singing, practiced dancing, and learned what an artist should learn.

She has a pride that other classmates don't have, and she also has a vision that an ordinary twelve-year-old girl doesn't have.

The last time I was moved was because of "Because It's a Woman", or ax's "Touching Up Your Makeup", or the lamentable osT of the recently hit sad love song, Xiujing doesn't remember it anymore, but she is extremely sure that she is being moved by music at this moment.

"How?" Fingers left the keys, the aftermath echoing in this not spacious space, Hee-sung asked with a smile.

"Wow, Xicheng, it turns out that you are not only good at fighting, but also so talented." Pani's face was in awe, and he simply worshipped Hee-sung as a saint.

Sika came back to her senses and said in a hoarse voice: "It shouldn't be worse than the last time, this one makes people want to cry even more." ”

"Then I'll rest assured, if any of you think it's okay, come up and try to practice." Hee-sung left the piano, his eyes drifted to Xiujing, who had an awkward face, and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand.

Xiujing's face turned red for the first time, and she twisted it even more, she stood up with her head down, and moved to the front of the piano slowly, but suddenly realized that she forgot to take the lyrics.

Just as she was about to get up to get it, the dictionary book ran to her as if it had long legs.

Pinching the A4 paper are a few slender fingers, white and clean, but slightly tinged with a healthy wheat color, and occasionally you can see some pale white thin calluses on the fingertips.

She looked up in shock and saw Hee Sung's smiling face.

I used to think that this kind of laughter was full of pride and irony looking down on the common people, which was very hateful, but now I feel it, but there is a lot more warmth and indifference out of thin air.

Maybe this is what he really looks like, what does this mean, does he plan to treat himself so indifferently in the future?

I don't know why, Xiujing wanted to cry, she really wanted Hee-sung to be treated as a little by Hee-sung just now, as a naughty child, and use his other face to tease herself.

Most of the girls are sensitive, and Xiujing can feel the faint alienation under this warm smile, as if she is a guest who comes to visit, and Hee Sung is the host of polite hospitality.

"What's wrong with you?" Hee Sung's smiling face was a little stiff, he didn't understand what was going on, why was this.

Xiujing blinked, reached out and touched her cheek, only to realize that she was already crying.

......After knowing that she was crying, she didn't want to wipe away her tears and pretend to be strong like usual, but crawled on the piano stand and cried.

The cry alarmed the girls who were reciting the lyrics, and they followed the cry to take in the picture composed of Sujing and Hee-sung.

"Xiujing, what's wrong with you." Although Sika likes to lecture her sister with words, she is more nervous than anyone else, and when she sees her sister crying, and crying more sadly than ever, she panicked, threw away the things in her hand and ran over.

"Sister...... Woo woo woo ...... "I couldn't tell whether it was grievance or sadness, Xiujing cried darkly.

Perhaps, a twelve-year-old girl, the tear ducts may be even more reachable.

"Xiujing, what's wrong with you, is there something wrong?" Sika hugged her sister nervously, thinking she had hurt herself as she normally would.

Xicheng sighed secretly in his heart, this little girl will definitely say that she bullied her, does she have to fight against herself, shouldn't the little crystal of the function combination be a thorough child?

"Sister, I'm fine." Seeing that all the people were gathered around her, Zheng Xiujing finally realized what she had done, she wiped the tears on her face shyly, lowered her head and twisted and said, "I have something to talk to...... And he said it - alone. ”

The little eyes glanced at Xicheng, with a little flickering in his shyness, and he was able to rise up with a very charming charm.

"Come with me." Hee Sung breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned up the tea cup that had been drunk, picked it up and walked towards the door first.

"Xiujing, what are you going to do?" Sika was a little at a loss, and whispered in his sister's ear in a coaxing tone: "Hee-sung is a good person and a friend of my sister, don't hate him anymore, okay?" ”

Between sisters, how could Sika not understand her sister, don't look at her petite and cute, in fact, the most important thing in her bones is stubbornness.

"Oh, got it." Xiujing nodded and followed Hee Sung out the door.

The girls who stayed in the piano room looked at each other and could only sigh helplessly.

"There is something that needs to be said in such a mysterious way." Coming to the downstairs living room, Hee Cheng spoke a little cautiously, he really didn't know what to do with a little girl of this age.

She is like a little hedgehog, you don't know how to get pricked in the hand, she is like a glass doll, sensitive and fragile, once it doesn't go her way, she will cry and cry at every turn, so you and I are helpless.

"I ......" Xiujing's body writhed on the sand, as if her little ass was sitting on pins and needles.

Hee Sung watched her squirm for nearly dozens of seconds, and finally even sat there and started to wander, still without me making a fuss, and her sister had already peeped upstairs twice, and if she went on like this, she was absolutely crazy.

He stood up and sat down next to the little girl, grabbed her little shoulders and shook it, "What the hell are you trying to say?" ”

"Huh? …… Yes! Zheng Xiujing shrank back a long distance in a panic, and then felt that it was too hurtful to do so, so she sat down quickly and almost rushed into Xicheng's arms, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted." ”

"I can see it." Xi Cheng suppressed the speechlessness in his heart, and looked at her moist eyes very patiently, "Can you sue me now, what are you looking for me?" ”

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