Chapter Ninety-Seven: Aren't You Just Trying to Have Fun?
Zhao Chunying nodded, "Okay, what song are you singing?" I'll take note of it. ”
Chu Zhenyan thought for a while and smiled, "On the field of hope." ”
Zhao Chunying repeated Chu Zhenyan's program: "Well, okay, ...... on the field of hope" As soon as the words fell, Zhao Chunying's voice suddenly pulled out at the end: "Zhenyan, this is a folk song." ”
If you sing a pop song, Zhao Chunying won't be so surprised.
Folk songs have to be sung in high notes.
Chu Zhenyan smiled modestly: "I can finish singing together." ”
Since it is Chu Zhenyan's own repertoire, Zhao Chunying has nothing to say, no matter what, at this time of year, the songs sung by many family members are not in tune, it doesn't matter, everyone gets together, don't you just want to have fun?
Zhao Chunying nodded: "Then I'll register it for you, but you have to prepare your own belt in advance."
Before Zhao Chunying left, he instructed again, "Although we are family members, the performance program can't be too improvised, and we can't be compared with those professional literary and artistic backbones, so we must practice more at home." ”
Zhao Chunying was very worried that Chu Zhenyan's heart was too big and she didn't take it seriously, so she repeatedly told Chu Zhenyan that Chu Zhenyan would make a joke when the time came.
"I know." Chu Zhenyan is still waiting for that day, maybe how many are waiting to see the joke.
Zhao Chunying heard this and smiled, she was about to leave, but she couldn't help but say, "Zhenyan, are you thin again?" ”
I haven't seen Chu Zhenyan for a few days, and when I see her today, I feel that the clothes she wears have become much looser.
These days, Chu Zhenyan runs every morning and exercises at home at night, and the virtual flesh on her body has become a lot firmer.
She pulled on her much looser jacket, "She looks skinny, if Sister Chunying hadn't said I hadn't noticed, my weight has been dropping these days." If you look thinner, it will be much better. ”
"I really lost weight!" Zhao Chunying praised seriously: "I have lost a lot of weight!" ”
She looked at Chu Zhenyan now, and almost forgot what Chu Zhenyan looked like before.
Chu Zhenyan is nearly 1.7 meters tall, and her virtual flesh has been reduced, although her weight has not been lost much, but visually she is very thin.
Chu Zhenyan will continue to lose weight, and reduce her weight to about 100 catties, which is her ideal weight.
It was very cold outside, and Zhao Chunying didn't want to pull Chu Zhenyan to suffer the cold outside, so she waved Chu Zhenyan to go upstairs and go home.
As soon as Chu Zhenyan walked into the dormitory building, she suddenly poked her head out of the spacious guard room on the first floor.
"Technician Liu's!" Aunt Dormitory Manager shouted to Chu Zhenyan.
Chu Zhenyan heard the voice and walked over, "What's the matter, Aunt Zhang?" ”
Aunt Zhang immediately said: "A phone call was transferred just now, I was looking for Chu Zhenyan, you are Chu Zhenyan, right?" Need to call back? ”
"For me?" Chu Zhenyan raised her eyebrows, few people would come to her by calling the dormitory building, it must be someone from the family calling.
Chu Zhenyan nodded, "Aunt Zhang, help me dial it back, thank you Aunt Zhang!" ”
"Cheng, wait a minute!" Aunt Zhang handed the phone that had been called back to Chu Zhenyan from the window.
Chu Zhenyan took the phone and quickly connected, and a young woman answered the phone.
"Yu Xiuhong?" Hearing the other party's voice, Chu Zhenyan asked in surprise, "How did you know about this call?" ”
I asked Aunt Guilan for it, Zhenyan, you really have no conscience. I said, okay, when Chunmei comes back, we will get together for dinner, you can be good, you don't even say hello, and then you slip away. ”
"I'm also an emergency ......"