After singing another song, Kong Qianqian couldn't wait to turn her head to look at Jiang Beiran, and just as she was about to speak, she said "ouch" again, and looked at her senior sister aggrievedly.

Closing the book, Jiang Beiran nodded and said, "Miss Qianqian, your voice is actually more suitable for another genre, you can try to listen to it." ”

After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he sang a short section of "Sanli Mei" in falsetto, and as soon as he finished singing, Kong Qianqian stood up and applauded vigorously at the risk of thigh pain: "It's good, it's good, Brother Jiang, you can sing a whole paragraph." ”

As soon as Kong Qianqian finished speaking, she hurriedly tensed her thigh muscles, but the imaginary pain did not come.

So he turned around and asked Mu Yao, "Senior sister, why didn't you pinch me this time?" ”

Mu Yao, who was pretending to close her eyes and concentrate, couldn't wait to stand up and strangle Kong Qianqian, what a mouthful!

Looking at Mu Yao's expression that she was about to suffocate herself, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but smile and said, "Miss Mu also likes to listen to music on weekdays? ”

"It's just a matter of killing time, not a preference."

Kong Qianqian immediately said after listening: "Senior sister, didn't you say that among the three major hobbies in your life, listening to music is ranked among the ...... Ouch! ”

"Just being willing to run around with this living treasure is enough to show that this Mu Yao really likes to listen to music......

"Qianqian, if you talk nonsense again, I'll pull your tongue off!" Mu Yao said viciously.

"Yes......" Kong Qianqian looked at Jiang Beiran and said, "Brother Jiang, what genre did you have just now?" ”

"This, called Cheng Pai, is a subtle, deep, and graceful singing voice, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, which is very suitable for you."

"That'...... Can you teach me? ”

Kong Qianqian asked with a flattering expression, and the expectant light in her eyes reminded Jiang Beiran of Mo Xia who was holding the chessboard and looking at him.

"I can't teach you this, it's all passed down from your ancestors."

"I am willing to worship you as a teacher!" Kong Qianqian said that she was about to kneel on the ground.

"Don't, don't." Jiang Beiran helped Kong Qianqian, "I don't accept apprentices easily." ”

When Kong Qianqian heard this, she hurriedly pleaded: "Brother Jiang, you can accept me, please." ”

"Hmm......" Jiang Beiran thought for a moment and said, "Then it depends on your next performance, in short, you stand up first." ”

"Yes." Kong Qianqian immediately stood straight.

"When you sing songs, your voice is generally clear, crisp, round, moist, sweet, and bright, and you do a good job of clearing this, but you need to improve it later."

"Clear ...... Crisp...... Wait a minute, Mr. Jiang, wait a minute. After Kong Qianqian finished speaking, she hurriedly shook Mu Yao and asked, "Senior sister, senior sister, do you have any pen and paper to lend me." ”

Mu Yao, who was shaken twice, had blue tendons on her forehead, and spit out two words from between her teeth: "No!" ”

"I have it, for you." Jiang Beiran took out a pen and paper from the Qiankun ring and handed it to Mu Yaodao.

"Thank you, sir." After taking Jiang Beiran's pen and paper, Kong Qianqian seriously wrote down the words clear and crisp, and then began to have insufficient brain capacity.

Looking at Kong Qianqian's appearance of racking her brains, Jiang Beiran couldn't bear to remind: "The back is round, moist, sweet, and bright." ”

"Oh, thank you, sir." After Kong Qianqian finished speaking, she wrote down the four words.

"Well, you sing two more songs, and I'll hear what your problem is."

"Okay!"

At noon, the Min ox cart suddenly stopped, and Ah Niu, who was driving the car, lifted his shirt and said: "This girl sings so well, I have been driving all the way." ”

Kong Qianqian, who was praised, smiled shyly, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I can't sing well, so I make you laugh." ”

At this time, Jiang Beiran opened his mouth and asked, "Why did Brother Niu suddenly stop the car?" ”

"Oh, isn't this just driving to a small stream, I look at the scenery, I want to ask if you want to make a fire here?"

"It's fine." Jiang Beiran nodded, looked at the other two and said, "Are you hungry?" ”

Kong Qianqian, who had been singing all morning, immediately responded: "Okay, okay, I'm already hungry~ Senior sister, let's go down and eat." Then he pulled Mu Yao and walked out of the car.

Walking out of the cabin, Jiang Beiran took a deep breath, thinking that the scenery here is indeed good, and the golden sunlight reflected in the creek is very beautiful.

It was also after coming to this Xuanlong Continent that Jiang Beiran realized that his dead house attribute was mixed with a hobby like to see scenery.

In the past, Jiang Beiran always felt that the environment should be quite good when there was human governance in modern society, after all, the scenic spot was cleaned and managed.

But after coming here, Jiang Beiran found that although the place where there were people was as dirty and messy as he imagined, the yellow mud road that would fall into it if he stepped on it, all kinds of cow feces were covered with the ground, and even when the harvest was poor, several dead corpses could be seen everywhere on the roadside.

But the place where no one is really beautiful, with blue sky and white clouds, and the forest is full of life.

While Jiang Beiran was admiring the flowing stream, Kong Qianqian had already taken out pots and pans from the Qiankun ring, and even built a stove.

After taking some water from the creek, Kong Qianqian shouted towards Jiang Beiran: "Sir~ What do you want to eat, I brought a lot of delicious food." ”

'This Qianqian is really well cultivated......

Jiang Beiran, who understood more and more why Mu Yao would rather agree to listen to her than throw Kong Qianqian out of the car, smiled at her and said, "You can eat by yourself, I'm going to eat by myself." ”

"You're welcome, sir, I'm ......"

"Qianqian!" At this time, Mu Yao shouted, "Who asked you to invite him?" ”

"Oh......" Kong Qianqian, who was trained, had no choice but to choose vegetables first.

After admiring the scenery, Jiang Beiran also chose a place to set up a fire, and also took out pots and pans from the Qiankun ring.

Kong Qianqian, who had been secretly observing Jiang Beiran's side, shouted: "Does Mr. also like to cook by himself?" ”

Jiang Beiran smiled and nodded at Kong Qianqian after hearing this.

Mu Yao, who was sitting on a small bench, glanced at Jiang Beiran's side, and couldn't help but think in her heart.

"Hmph, I can do it, see if I use Qianqian's dishes to kill you later." ’

Putting the marinated pork on the board, Jiang Beiran was thinking about what side dishes to get today, when he suddenly heard Min Niu, who was eating grass on the side, say: "The grass here is so tender, not bad." ”

Jiang Beiran couldn't help but smile after hearing this, and took out a bulging cloth bag from the Qiankun ring and walked over.

Seeing Jiang Beiran, who was still preparing to eat just now, suddenly walked towards him, Min Niu took a step back with a "moo".

And in Jiang Beiran's ears, this "moo" became "Come over again, I'll kill you!" ”

made a gesture to Min Niu to calm him down, Jiang Beiran opened the cloth bag, and let the smell inside come out.

"What a delicious thing it is!"

Min Niu shook his tail and looked at Jiang Beiran with some hesitation.

Jiang Beiran slowly walked in front of it, squatted down and poured out the contents of the cloth bag.

"Eat."

Min Niu stepped forward and sniffed it, and immediately devoured it.

Ah Niu on the side was surprised: "Childe, what did you give him food?" This cow is usually very picky, and he doesn't eat anything but young grass, and it's the first time I've seen him eat anything else. ”

Jiang Beiran replied with a smile: "It's just some grains."

(End of chapter)