In the face of Li Dan's actions, Ouyang Ling's nose moved, this is the smell, and now the hall is full of these two flavors.

"For me?"

Her throat squirmed.

She loves to snack, but she's never seen anything like it, and it smells so good.

Li Dan nodded: "Well, it's for you, we both reported today, newcomers, it's right to support each other, maybe I have to ask you for advice." ”

Ouyang Ling looked at Li Dan's appearance, and then looked at the light green matcha cake.

"Okay, the gifts are still exchanged, I, Ouyang Ling, am not the master who takes advantage of others, this beginner's entry score will be given to you!"

Ouyang Ling took out a beautifully packaged book from the storage bag and handed it over, then pulled the food over, picked up the spoon on it and tasted it.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Wow, it's delicious.

Li Dan looked at the book and was embarrassed.

I have a lot of pain in my reading brain, but I don't need it, I just need to listen to you play.

"This is delicious, what's the name?"

"Matcha cake!"

"How do you do that?"

"With eggs."

"Eggs? Why didn't I get the egg flavor?"

"It needs to be broken and then stirred into white flocculents."

"What about this?"

"Milk tea."

…………

Lu Shi couldn't help but nod when he saw that the two newcomers had become good friends so quickly, especially Li Dan's means of building a good relationship and doing things.

Then the explanation begins.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the knowledge explained today is very profound, in case it is shallow and is laughed at by Ouyang Ling, it will be a shame.

The women heard the clouds.

Ouyang Ling, who finished eating the cake, was bored lying on the table, for her, she had learned it a few years ago.

Not at the end of the day.

She really wanted to eat the cake again, but Li Dan said that she would get fat after eating too much, and it was gone, so she promised to bring it to her tomorrow.

As the minutes passed, Lu Shi began to ask questions.

Some of the women began to ask questions about their problems and tried to play to find out what was wrong.

Li Dan suddenly came to his senses, pricked up his ears and listened seriously.

This is an ancient style "Lingren" played by a senior sister surnamed Li, because it is a practice, there are very few spiritual blessings, which is in line with the fluctuation of the rhythm, and it is a little uncomfortable to hear that people feel a little uncomfortable and attract emotions.

However, there are still shortcomings and cannot be fully mobilized, and he is seeking guidance from Lu Shi.

Li Dan was overjoyed when he heard it.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for listening to the rhythm, the musical attribute +1, +5, +3, +7......"

At the end of the song, he seemed to have a vague understanding of those palaces, horns, feathers, signs, and merchants.

He was pleasantly surprised.

Looking at the excited appearance of his fellow tablemates, Ouyang Ling yawned and lowered his voice: "This senior sister can play well, but there are eight fatal mistakes, if the other party has a soundproof array or superb mental power, it is completely possible to use these entry points to counterattack." ”

Of course Li Dan didn't understand, so he didn't care: "It's okay, just listen to it!" ”

Ouyang Ling looked at Li Dan here, and suddenly became interested: "I said, how can you like music as a big man?" Of course, I'm not discriminating, in our Star Palace, there are thousands of men who learn music and rhythm, but compared to hundreds of thousands of women, the proportion is too small.

And those men learn to the end, all of them are very feminine, not a little manly and upright, not easy to get angry, I don't know if it's good or bad, I see that you are the same as me, you are also active, and you have such a good cooking skill, why did you suddenly remember to learn music and rhythm? ”

Of course Li Dan can't explain it, can it be said that I will only stay for a month, and then I will have no teacher?

"Haha, Sister Ouyang, you don't know, he's for the goddess in his heart," At this moment, a female senior sister next to her took the initiative to show favor to Ouyang Ling.

Li Dan didn't have time to explain, so he hurried to listen to it and increase his musical attributes.

When Ouyang Ling heard this, he was originally drowsy, and suddenly became interested.

It seems that women have an innate curiosity about this kind of gossip.

"What is this senior sister called?"

"My name is Gu Qianye, I am older than you in terms of age, you can call me Sister Gu!" The woman next to her said.

Ouyang Ling said obediently: "Sister Gu is good, tell me what's going on?" ”

Ouyang Ling likes to read scripts the most on weekdays, and the most touching thing in it is the love stories of men and women.

But she has a habit, that is, the more abusive the kind, the more she likes it.

For example, in the end, the death of the man or the woman becomes a regret; framed for amnesia for many years and came back after a lot of hard work, and the heroine's children will run away; The man you fall in love with is the enemy who kills your father......

Because sometimes such a plot will make her heart ache, and then she can't get out for several days, she can calm down and make music, and then play magical special effects.

This is also a shortcut that the sect teaches everyone.

Some senior sisters don't need it, they can enter the state in three seconds and cry, which makes Ouyang Ling very suspicious if they have already experienced something.

The senior sister named Gu Qianye looked at Li Dan, who was listening attentively, and then at Lu Shiyao in front of her, and then leaned over and lowered her voice and said, "This matter is a long story, you wouldn't imagine that a few months ago he was still an autistic person who was not good at words, and at that time...... Confession for 99 consecutive days...... The face is not revealed, but it is still rain or shine...... The surrounding sects all have his love storybook...... Cooking, becoming a kitchen god...... Inquire about Sister Lu's love for music......"

Ouyang Ling listened quietly, and looked at his table in disbelief, his eyes full of admiration.

It turns out that the story in the small talk book is not made up, and there is really such an infatuated man in reality.

"I'll show you, I only have this one!" Gu Qianye handed over a beautifully bound booklet.

Ouyang Ling was full of gratitude, is this the love word.

When I opened it, I saw a sketch on the first page.

Around the mountains, there were people pointing and pointing, and at the bottom of the mountain, there was an isolated position, a man whose face he couldn't see clearly, shouting something from the sky.

With the flipping, the Juanxiu font copied one by one appeared.

"I'm sorry to like you without permission!"

"You're like the south wall, you don't want to turn back if you hit it!"

"I want to give you the best in the world, but I find that the best in the world is you!"

"I may be absent from your past, but I hope you don't miss my future."

…………

Ouyang Ling looked at it seriously, and the more she looked at it, the more shocked she became, and she was inexplicably moved and imaginative.

She had never seen such a love confession, so simple and clear, but it made every character have life.

The words she used to read, the confessional artistic conception in it was not so obvious, it was nothing more than 'the sky is not old, the love is inexorable', 'how many red faces, how many lovesickness', 'listen to the broken strings, break the three thousand obsessions' and so on.

But this is the first time I've seen it, and every sentence touches people's hearts.

After reading several pages in a row, every sentence made Ouyang Ling moved, happy, associated, and heartbroken......

Even at a certain moment, seeing the words 'I'm more afraid of you being sad and frowning than dark and ghosts' made her mood fluctuate unprecedentedly, as if she had read a book of abuse and looked for inspiration.

But when it came again, that feeling disappeared again.

And such love words, there are really more than 9,800 sentences, a thick stack.

Could it be that this time it is the right time to come to the end of the world?