Until today, Song Fusheng didn't know that Shen Qingjia sang so well, and he didn't seem to have heard her sing before. Zhuang Zhou was even more full of praise, originally he thought that his status as a wheat bully was unshakable, but now it seems that this status should be given to Xian. Shen Qingjia's voice is very good, sweet and very clean and clear, and it is a very fresh female voice.

"One more one, one more song." Everyone followed suit.

"Then sing another song, what to sing, how about singing "One Like Summer and One Like Autumn"?" Shen Qingjia smiled and lit up the song.

"Okay. Applause~" All kinds of cheering voices rang out.

Song Fusheng looked at Shen Qingjia like a super fan brother. There are still many things he doesn't know about Shen Qingjia. "How about your next song?" Zhuang Zhou pushed Song Fusheng.

"You go by yourself." Song Fusheng didn't have any intention of singing, after all, he had no interest in these activities. He came all because of Shen Qingjia. Now he still wants to hear Shen Qingjia sing.

"That's what I intended. I'm all ordered, I want to sing "Thousand Years of Love", "Poet's Tears", "Fairy Tale" and I want to sing Liu Ruoying's songs. "Zhuang Zhou doesn't care about these things at all. Take things as they come. He felt that he was having fun when he came.

"I'll cheer you on." Song Fusheng said lightly.

"Store manager, store manager, store manager!" After Shen Qingjia finished singing, the female clerks began to coax Shen Liuyun again.

"Let's sing it." The store manager generously stood up and invited Shen Qingjia.

"Me? Ah, I'm afraid I won't sing well. Store manager, sing it yourself. Shen Qingjia excused.

"But I'd love to sing 'A Thousand Miles Away' with you. It's a rare opportunity to do so. The store manager said with a little regret.

"Oh well. I'll try. If you can't sing well, don't laugh at me. ”

"Xiao Shen, don't mind. If you can't sing it, our store manager will sing it for you. The seated people said.

The store manager still looked at Shen Qingjia with expectant eyes. Shen Qingjia knew that he had no way to excuse himself. So I went into battle.

Shen Liuyun: ...... The story is outside the city

The fog could not be lifted

I can't read the dialogue clearly

You can't hear it

The wind doesn't exist

It's me who sighs

Dream wakes up who is on the windowsill

Turn the ending on

The future is as thin as a cicada's wings

Can't stand up to who will demolish it

Shen Qingjia: I'll send you away thousands of miles away

You are silent black and white

The Silent Age may not be

Too far away to fall in love

I'll send you away from the ends of the earth

Are you still there

It's hard to guess where the sound of the piano comes from

Spend your whole life waiting

Everyone was intoxicated by the singing of Shen Qingjia and Shen Liuyun. Although Shen Qingjia was a little worried, she actually cooperated well with Shen Liuyun. Zhuang Zhou said to Song Fusheng: "I can't see that these two people have a tacit understanding." Song Fusheng just hummed, because the light was a little dim, so he couldn't see his face clearly. However, Zhuang Zhou felt that he was definitely not very happy now. But Zhuang thought about it again, and Song Fusheng was not such a stingy person. Who knows the facts behind it and slaps him in the face......

Shen Liuyun: ...... Hearing the sound of tears, I went into the forest to find the pear blossoms

Only a line of moss

The sky is outside the mountain, and the rain falls on the flower platform

I'm waiting for you to come

Originally, Shen Qingjia continued to sing, but who knew that the microphone in her hand was snatched away by Song Fusheng before she could open her mouth......

Shen Qingjia: "......"

Everyone: "??? ”

Shen Liuyun: "............" is really a teenager.

Song Fusheng: Dressed in glass white

Transparent with dust

Your flawless love

You come from the rain

Poetry of sorrow

I'm drenched right now

Those unintentional grievances were completely dissipated by Song Fusheng's impeccable voice. So everyone forgot about it again, and they were all immersed in the beautiful singing.

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