Chapter 750: Panic Her Bitterness

That tablet was just a matter of going upstairs and downstairs, and it took Jian Sangyu nearly ten minutes to go back and forth.

Gu Shen was rare and patient, and he had been waiting there without going downstairs to urge her.

When Jian Sangyu finally took the tablet back to the bedroom, Gu Shen didn't say anything else, and asked her to open the MV video directly to show her.

Yang Ming said that this song was officially put on the Internet at twelve o'clock last night, and after a night and a morning of fermentation, without any public relations and publicity means, this song directly ranked first on the good song list, and also followed by the third hot search on the neck.

The first hot search for the scarf is the return of Ji Qianbo, the second is Yang Ming's drama, and the third is this song.

And Jian Sangyu, who has a relationship with the first, second and third, naturally followed the hot search directly, and her name directly became the fourth hot topic on the hot search list.

Zhou Keke and Jian Sangyu said that in just one day, her number of fans directly increased by more than 2 million, and the rate of increase continued to rise at an incalculable degree per minute.

Jian Sangyu directly opened the buckle video, as an exclusive video company, the video found here is naturally the smoothest and clearest video.

"Give." Jian Sangyu did a long, long mental construction for herself before convincing herself to put the tablet on Gu Shen's knee with this breezy expression.

Gu Shen stared at the tablet, realizing that Jian Sangyu's mood was a little inexplicably low now, he couldn't help but look at Jian Sangyu twice, thought about it, and said, "Even if you don't sing well, I won't laugh at you." ”

After finishing speaking, seeing that her expression still hadn't changed, Gu Shen frowned, and continued, "If you wear it too revealingly, then don't make an example, this time, forget it." ”

"Straight man of steel." Jian Sangyu muttered and pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly.

The voice of the tablet was not very loud, but Jian Sangyu was lying next to Gu Shen, so from the beginning of the prelude to the music, she could hear it clearly.

Accompanied by the prelude, it is a semi-nursery rhyme adapted by her.

This is the first time Gu Shen has heard Jian Sangyu sing, and I have to admit that her singing voice is very moving.

Her singing, accompanied by the gray picture, several immature children playing a game of checkered, the girl's flicking ponytail, and the pebbles thrown by the boy's hand towards the squares drawn on the ground, can indeed remind many people of their childhood memories.

On every road, there is a light to illuminate those who have returned from home;

That's where they come and go.

In every window, there is a light to guide the tired birds to return to their nests at night;

It was their divine light that sheltered them from the wind and rain.

Crescent moon, you are brighter than them.

Can you tell me the road under my feet?

……

Dear Mom and Dad, I want to make a pact with you.

No matter how hard and tired I am, I will not give up on finding my way home.

So, please don't give up on me.

The music ended slowly, slowly, and what lingered in Gu Shen's heart was still Jian Sangyu's singing, imprinted in his mind, was her wearing a white dress, standing on the empty seaside and grass, with red eyes and tears singing Can someone come and tell me, why did you forget me?

Forgot to give me a way.

Forgot to give me a light.

Forgot to give me directions, so that I could clear the fog and find my home.