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No. 233, Shichahai Stone Tablet Hutong

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Controlling his facial muscles, Yan Qing naturally adjusted his sitting posture, and he found a more comfortable position to look at the TV.

Zhang Yameng, who was as careful as a hair on the side, observed his hidden movements, and his eyes were full of gossip souls.

And Miao Miao quickly glanced at the TV, and found that it was Weng Huaijing standing in front of the microphone, she pursed her lips and continued to indulge in the whispering App of her mobile phone, muttering in a low voice:

"This will be a lot of discussion in the whisper, Brother Qing'er's song won't be like the first issue, and he will give her the weekly champion single..."

Yan Qing's attention was all on the screen, and he didn't notice Miao Miao's broken thoughts at all.

The camera cut from Weng Huaijing, who stood straight in front of the microphone, picked up the electric guitar, tied the ball head, tied the white shirt with a bow tie, and ripped cropped jeans to Yan Qing in front of the drum kit.

"Actually, we made two versions of this song, and the stage was handed over to Weng again... Professor Weng, I'm in charge of the harmony and accompaniment. ”

The self-control on the screen was already a little skillful, and Yan Qing noticed that the camera gave him a close-up at this time, and his eyes were gentle.

The old face flushed, and Yan Qing thought about the gains and losses.

The camera refocuses on Weng Huaijing, who plays the gorgeous, low prelude, skillfully uses the crank to create a trilling effect, and gently steps on the beat with her right foot.

Yan Qing caught a glimpse of when she sang the harmony of "Mybaby~" after the drum kit, Weng Huaijing seemed to have a less obvious turning movement, and she quickly controlled her movements.

Slightly leaning up at the swan's neck and smiling at the camera, Weng Huai began her interpretation of this song beautifully.

"When I was recording, I felt that Professor Weng was like Lina on his body, not like her at all, and he smiled so beautifully..."

Holding her cheeks and staring, Miao Miao's tone was complicated.

Yan Qing and Zhang Yameng were both engrossed in staring at the screen, and they didn't pick up Miao Miao's stubble.

Weng Huaijing in the close-up shot, the whole person has entered a special state as Mr. Meow said, she has an intoxicating smile all the time, and her eyes are shining.

Unlike Yan Qing's version of the song, which reveals a strong nostalgia for the past, Weng Huaijing's singing style is psychedelic and ethereal, with a smile at the end of each half-tone, and she interprets this song freely and joyfully.

"What you have is your body

Seductive beauty

What I have is my memory

Wonderful Feeling MyBaby'

In the second section, after singing the "Mybaby", Weng Huaijing suddenly let go of the electric guitar with both hands, and let it be pulled in front of him by the canvas belt.

She untied the bow at her waist and tossed the shirt at her feet in style, replacing it with a white blouse with a straight neckline.

Weng Huaijing's slender swan neck muscles are better than snow, the skin is like condensation, almost extending to the collarbones of the shoulders, the lines have an intoxicating luster, and at this moment Yan Qing once again has the feeling of being shot in the heart by her.

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"Wait alone

Bear it silently

Joy always comes to me in my dreams

Don‘tbreakmyheart

Don‘tbreak

Don‘tbreak

mybreak』

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Weng Huaijing on the screen completely put aside the performance of the electric guitar in this way, and gently moved his body like a white swan to the rhythm of Yan Qing's drums.

No longer stingy with a refreshing smile, Weng Huai seemed to be completely immersed in her own world, and she completed the last chorus with a light song like no one.

Yan Qing stared blankly at the screen like this, a thought firmly occupied his brain, which was blank due to the downtime.

The camera cuts to the flying guests in this episode, and Yan Qing knows that there are still many highlights in the following shows:

The practice room breaks down the movement teaching, the flying guests dance in the ghost step dance competition, another song that caused a scramble and fierce competition, and his favorite little black house professor Weng quick question and answer session.

But Yan Qing didn't have the heart to look any further, and pressed the throbbing in his heart, and he condensed just the right tired expression.

"Little meow, old chapter, I'm sorry... Ahh

Standing up with a little effort, Yan Qing yawned, and he continued apologetically to Miao Miao and Zhang Yameng: "I may be too tired today, I have to go back and rest early." ”

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Yan Qing, who had nowhere to send a long text message at the end, took a moment to turn his attention to the vinyl gramophone he had brought up from the first floor in the master bedroom.

After a bit of tossing, the vinyl record slowly rotated under the laser pointer, and Weng Huai's studio version wandered around in the master bedroom.

There was no need to deliberately control his expression, Yan Qing was finally able to act unscrupulously.

『Drip~Drip~Drip~』

The phone he threw on the bedside table suddenly sounded.

Reaching out to pick up the phone, Yan Qing skillfully pushed open the sliding cover.

A text message, sent by Shao Qing: [You must have noticed Huai's eyes, although she never looked back at you, but her eyes were full of love and happiness... Yan Qing, remember your own promise... Don't let her be sad again. ］

With some luck rising in his heart, Yan Qing smiled bitterly and threw his phone under the pillow.

For a long time, the retro gramophone played several songs.

"Love or affection

Borrowed to fill for a night

Eventually, they must all be returned

Needless and greedy'

Yan Qing, who was in a dilemma, clearly sounded two lyrics in his ears, and the words "love", "borrowing" and "greed" blessed his soul:

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PS: Today's addition is for the return of Xiao Yusang, and also to comfort the lovelorn singing sauce, which is really a coincidence~ I think it is easier for you to understand Yan Qing's pain at the moment.

Our tangled Wang Yanqing finally fully understood his love~ Scattering flowers to celebrate~ How painful he is now, how sweet it will be in retrospect~ Asking for subscription~ The extra 195 words are not money~

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