However, with Ye Sibai's understanding of Ye Sishen, his brother doesn't like old songs at all...

The old tune slowly played, and the song of "Night Fragrance" slowly sounded.

"Nightshade~~I'll sing for you~~"

"Night primrose~~I'm thinking about you~~"

This old song is at least a hundred years old... Ye Sibai rubbed his ears, I really don't know what kind of taste Lin Chusheng's friend is, and he actually likes this kind of old-fashioned song.

He turned his head to see how his roommate reacted.

But he was surprised to find that Fu Qi seemed to like this song very much, and the corners of his lips raised a smile.

Ye Sibai was stunned, and he asked in a low voice: "Little facial paralysis, do you like this kind of old-fashioned old songs?" ”

Fu Qi glanced at him and said lightly: "Favorite." ”

Ye Sibai: ... is worthy of his roommate, and his taste is so peculiar.

In fact, Fu Qi's favorite songs include "Night Shanghai", "Night Fragrance", "Tianya Singer", "Shanghai Tang", etc.;

I also like "Little Apple", "The Most Dazzling National Style", "Horse Pole", "Wolf Disco" and "Seaweed Dance".

For a while, Fu Qi went to the grassland to perform a mission, appreciated the heroic customs of the grassland, and listened to "Horse Pole" for more than half a year.

After returning to the base, Fu Qi was still immersed in the grassland style, and put on "Horse Pole" in the middle of the night:

"The man who sets the horse, you are mighty and majestic~

The galloping horse is like a galloping wind~

The endless wilderness wanders with you~

Your heart is as wide as the earth~"

This frightened the top agents at the base, especially the "strong" ones.

I'm afraid that the leader will take a fancy to his "mighty and majestic" body, and come to a bully to take a bow...

Since taking over the task of protecting the heir of the empire, Fu Qi has not heard an old song for a long time. Lin Chusheng has a good singing voice, and the song "Night Fragrance" is sung movingly.

Fu Qi's eyes showed the scenery of the past, the swaying lanterns, the dancing girls in the streets and alleys, the rickshaws running in the wet alleys, and the hidden spies passing on the wind and clouds...

The song is still the same song, and the people are no longer the people they used to be.

Ye Sibai doesn't like old songs, but he likes to watch people who listen to old songs. The old song sounded, and his little roommate's cold eyes seemed to have more brilliance.

Strange and familiar.

It seems that a long time ago, he had also looked at Fu Qi blankly.

It's like a colorful butterfly skimming over an ice field, adding life to the yellow desert in an instant.

Bang~~ The stage fireworks sounded, and the fourth song was about to begin.

Fu Qi's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, she pressed her left pocket with her left hand, and Ye Sibai's hand with her right hand, looking around vigilantly.

Gunshot? Gunshots rang out at the same time as fireworks!

At the same time, the military agents hiding in the shadows dispatched like lightning.

"Small-scale facial paralysis, what do you mean by that?" Ye Sibai seemed to be smiling, and Fu Qi suddenly "held" his hand.

Ye Sibai was caught off guard, and his heart was secretly happy, and there seemed to be a crispy electric current where his fingers were held.