"That's right, Xiaojie."

Qi Jie turned her head, still holding the dishes and chopsticks that were about to be washed.

"You don't know how to play a guitar?"

Qi Jie tilted her head slightly.

"That's right, you can write songs, you can sing, and most importantly, you can sing in a male voice, if only you could play the guitar, I really want to listen to it."

Qi Jie saw the fat-faced girl looking forward to it, and her heart softened.

"Yes."

"Really!?"

"More real than gold."

"Then you play it to me......" The fat-faced girl wanted to say in a male voice, but the words came to her mouth and swallowed back.

His face was slightly red: "Anyway, you will sing to me while playing the guitar for a while, I haven't heard it before!" ”

"Then you're going to have to listen to it."

Qi Jie showed her teeth, and then walked into the kitchen, the water was shining with a hint of light, and then flowed from the faucet to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

Some people love money, some envy power, and some admire it. These Qi Jie also longed, but it was not strong, and she had seen many of them more thoroughly than many people in her life, so she took out the prize money for the essay award and bailed out the garden.

Because she knew that her mother's illness would not get better immediately because of this money. As for her, a little patience will pass.

But friendship is priceless!

She can also take care of the little dignity of the fat-faced girl on weekdays, so that she will not feel that she is just a moth that eats rice.

You can also easily hand over the outline you have prepared for the next book to a great writer.

So Su Qiannuo asked for it, and she gave it. It's just a song. The chubby-faced girl said that she was simple and easy to be deceived, but is it true? It can only be said that everyone sees things from different angles.

If one day, something happens to the garden? Will you ignore her because of a sum of money and a song? Will the chubby-faced girl ignore her because she's a burden?

Didn't happen, so don't know.

It happened to Qi Jie, so she made a choice.

But after all, it was psychologically uncomfortable, so Qi Jie's tone was cold.

When Qi Jie came out, the fat-faced girl was already sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a pillow in her arms.

A brown-and-yellow guitar lies quietly on a glass coffee table.

This was originally hung on the wall and has always been used as an ornament.

Qi Jie walked over, then picked up the guitar.

Her mind moved, and then the clay card slowly unfolded like an ink scroll.

Qi Jie found the instrument class card, toured it, and then abandoned [Instrument Mastery] and only chose one of the subcategories, Guitar Mastery {Beginner}.

[Beginner Guitar Specialization]: Able to master various techniques in a general sense and demonstrate them with skillful techniques.

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[Beginner Guitar Mastery]: Popularity value 100,000

Qi Jie clicked to redeem, and no longer looked at the introduction of [Advanced Guitar Mastery] and [Guitar Mastery Card] below.

A magical power beat between his wrist and ten fingers, and Qi Jie suddenly felt a vague and inexplicable connection with the guitar in his hand.

"What type of songs do you want to hear?"

Qi Jie asked.

The fat-faced girl picked her eyes, pouted and thought about it: "Don't be too hard, you want to be very comfortable." ”

Although this sentence was plausible, Qi Jie understood the meaning for the first time.

"Comfortable......"

Qi Jie groaned slightly, the light carefully "stepped" over the eyelashes on her eyes, and then curiously "looked" at the pair of clear and serious eyes.

"There it is."

The fat-faced girl was shocked, and she honestly did it cross-legged, making a look of "listening to her ears".

Qi Jie's hand gently plucked the thin string, and the fingers seemed to have spirituality, and the light shone on the pair of slender and lubricated plain hands, and the jade-like nails shone slightly.

"Alas, what is the name of this song?"

"You used to be."

With the movement of her fingertips, a rhythmic sound sounded through the room, and then with a flick of her hand, the sound of the guitar pierced the silence of the night.

I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword

Take a look at the prosperity of the world

Young hearts are always a little frivolous

Now you call the world home

The girl who once made you feel distressed

Now it is gone

Love always makes you yearn and feel annoyed

It has left you bruised all over your body

With a little memory, like a yellowed photo of old film, a diary sealed in the depths of memory, with Qi Jie's red lips spitting lightly, and then jumping leisurely from the string.

The chubby-faced girl looked like she was enjoying it, her head swaying slightly, swaying to the beat.

The light illuminates the room and keeps the night out.

Outside the window, large snowflakes fell in fragments. The night was quiet, and the wind didn't seem to dare to blow this beautiful scenery of heavy snow, it carefully drove away, sent the snowflakes out, and then fluttered to the ground.

The New Year is coming, and every house is lit up. Through the vapory window, you can see a newlywed couple in the kitchen, the husband wrapping his arms around his wife's waist from behind like a child, and the latter turning his head with a smile...... You can also see at the dinner table, couples who have already married accompanied their father to eat and chat, some children play around the dinner table with toys, and even some children hold a sweep and clamp their crotch, and there is a faint children's sound of "driving, driving, driving" outside the window.

It seems that the New Year brings laughter to this cold night and isolates crying...... In an old residential building, a man in a plaid autumn coat looked at the inky mountain facing him, and the computer screen behind him stopped in the author's background of the starting point literature network.

After a long time, he returned to his room, closed the lacquered iron door, and sat down in front of the computer.

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In the wishing studio, the snow had fallen outside the window, but the garden in the training room was still dancing under the supervision of the teacher, beads of sweat wet her short hair, and the garden in a tight dance suit was like a piece of ice, cold and hard.

In the corner, Li Minmin was lazy in the corner with his mobile phone, only occasionally looking up at his stupid dancing companion, and then picked up the drink next to him with disdain and drank it.

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Su Qiannuo walked out of the studio.

She first went to the training room, then looked at it quietly for a while, and finally walked away.

Li Minmin's situation is special, and she doesn't want to move yet. Moreover, if you have the relationship of the garden and your hometown, you should be considered to have one more person.

Thinking of this, Su Qiannuo thought of Qi Jie again, and the girl easily gave her [Light Dance and Flying], but she was uneasy.

Su Qiannuo's intuition is very accurate, many times she doesn't understand some things, and she relies on intuition to get through difficulties.

"It's snowing."

Walking out of the wish, standing in front of the gate, Su Qiannuo wrapped his neck tightly around the frost-covered needle pine, and then stretched out his hand.

The snow, falling on the purple glove, you can't tell that it's a hexagonal shape as the textbook says, it seems to be made by many gears biting together and then splicing together.

Su Qiannuo stepped on the thin snow on the steps, and then walked straight to the car.

She still couldn't rest assured, and planned to go to Qi Jie to have a look.

Since the matter has been done, there is no reason to go back.

If it were an ordinary person, she wouldn't bother. But she smelled the girl's "talent" from the song "Dancing and Flying".

It is better to make friends with such people than to make enemies.

The car, shaking slightly. The exhaust fumes are afraid of the cold, so they want to find a hiding place immediately after coming out of the exhaust pipe, but they don't want to be exposed to the cold wind and then blown away.

The car walked along a steep slope and passed a large slope to a residential building that was still in new condition, but had been covered with snow.

She had already investigated clearly, Qi Jie lived on the third floor, on the east side, with the mountain in the background.

Su Qiannuo looked from the car, and the house was still lit up, but the glass was full of moisture, and only a vague figure was in front of the window.

"Little girl, no matter how good you are, it won't be too difficult to fool."

Su Qiannuo was amused by his timidity.

If you really can't find other composers and arrangers, there's no need to choose an unfamous girl.

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The door opened, and Su Qiannuo stepped out of the car with one foot out of the car, which was covered by a long trench coat.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of laughter from there, and then the window was pushed open, and a little chubby girl who was even slightly chubby and reddish spat out the window.

"Okay, okay, it's much cooler now, you can play and sing again."

"I want ...... more"

Su Qiannuo was stunned, isn't this voice Qi Jie's voice?

She still remembers such a special voice.

"I just did it again, come on, come on."

"I really can't stand you, okay, just do it again, go to bed after singing."

"Order!"

Su Qiannuo shook his head funny, the relationship between these two people is quite good.

As she laughed, a burst of music came out of the window, and she wandered leisurely through the snow.