"Let you sing, you can sing, twist and pinch not decent!"

The Diary of the Little Fairy Yu Nuoer

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To be reasonable, Yu Nuoer really didn't think that Xiao Mohan would reply to WeChat, but after thinking about it again, Xiao Mohan is a damn Virgo, and it is estimated that when he sees the red dots that pop up, he can't help but want to click it off.

Tut-tut, in this way, obsessive-compulsive disorder is really not a benefit, huh?

But what is she going to say now? It shouldn't be good to let President Xiao wait too long? After thinking about it, Yu Nuoer reached out and sent a few emojis:

"Boss, the first episode of the show will be broadcast the day after tomorrow, Shen Lu said that the participants of our show will post relevant Weibo, and when the time comes, we will @ everyone on Weibo, which emoji do you say I use to look cute?"

Sure enough, Xiao Mohan didn't mean to reply to her.

"Then let me put it another way, boss, which emoji do you think will show that my business image will be more popular?"

The top began to display a sign that said "The other party is typing...", and Yu Nuo'er began to rub her anticipation.

She knows very well that this president is a well-known person in charge, and she specially inquired with Shen Lu about the rumors that Xiao Mohan was so angry with the screenwriter that she was hospitalized, but she never expected that she thought it was just a fabrication and exaggeration by new media people, but Shen Lu told her very indifferently:

"Yes, it's true, it's commonplace!"

Xiao Mohan didn't know what she was thinking about here, but he had carefully read these emojis, and they were all stalks that young people like to play.

But since she would run over to ask him this kind of unnutritious problem, Xiao Mohan inexplicably felt that he had the illusion that someone had delayed his time.

What is time? Time is of the essence!

Then Yu Nuo'er received the new expressions sent by Xiao Mohan, and when she saw these emojis, Yu Nuo'er almost spit out the juice!

What the hell! What messy old man memes?

Can you imagine? It's the kind of cheesy color where every font is colorful, and then a woman with a glass of red wine: Cheers to our friendship.

There is also an emoji: the Internet is a thread, I really regret this fate.

Yu Nuo'er: "......" If I wasn't afraid of being harmonized, I would have scolded 800 words of swear words a long time ago.

She laughed angrily directly, silently collected the few emojis, and then quickly typed a few words:

"Boss Xiao's aesthetic is really different, is this the legendary Xiao's marketing method? What a breathtaking little woman! ”

"By the way, when are you going to sing a song, boss? I dare to conclude that if you sing, boss, you definitely have the ability to turn the music scene upside down! ”

He bent the corners of his mouth shallowly, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took one and knocked it lightly on the cigarette case, looked away from the other side, picked up the mobile phone and said softly:

"After the show airs in two days, if your results are still in the past, you can consider it then."

Mom! My favorite subwoofer man voiced me!

Yu Nuo'er collected the voice very solemnly, and then rolled on the bed twice with her mobile phone, and let out a ghost scream excitedly.

The weather in summer is always more difficult to guess than the mood of girls, and it was clear that the weather forecast was sunny two hours ago, but now it has changed from cloudy to a light rainstorm.

It's not that she is willing to be drenched, Yu Nuo'er's umbrella is usually carried well in her bag, a light umbrella she is used to, with a black rubber bottom, and a few white notes.

Because she had to record a show in the afternoon, Yu Nuoer only carried a one-shoulder canvas bag to go out, denim fabric, which contained keys, room cards, tissues, music scores, wallets, power banks, contact lens cases, pens, headphones and water glasses.

..... There is just no umbrella.

Yu Nuo'er's long hair was soft and fluffy, lightly attached by the raindrops, and her small figure shuttling in the rain with a cloth bag on her back was like a petrel that lowered her course.

Such a scene was shrouded in smoke and water, and there were many people around who did not use umbrellas like Yu Nuo'er, gathered under the eaves, and the buzzing discussion crowded Yu Nuo'er's senses.

She relied on her small size, said a few words "let me go" a few times sweetly and crunchyly, and then flexibly squeezed through the gap, reached the eaves, jumped two steps in one step, went up the small steps, and quickly drilled to the door of the small store that looked fragile but had an excellent rain protection effect.

Sure enough, God was still more kind to her, Lin Zekai patted her shoulder from behind, Yu Nuo'er turned around, and the first thing she noticed was his other hand.

"Senior, what are you...... New items? ”

Lin Zekai nodded and opened his violin: "This is the prop I used this time, because I used too much it some time ago, and there are a few places that are not very flexible, so I'll buy some maintenance oil." ”

She reached out and stroked the strings of the violin, and most of the musical sounds had to master a few instruments, among which the piano was a must be learned, and the violin was the second instrument that Yu Nuoer learned.

It's not that he has much emotion for this instrument, it's just that Yu Nuoer is more curious about what Lin Zekai is going to sing this time.

Looking at the rain curtain outside, Lin Zekai suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, he took out the violin, and said, "Nuo'er, do you want to try it?" ”

"Here?"

Lin Zekai nodded: "Art is not unattainable elegance, your performance and playing will not make any difference because of the quality of the venue - don't forget, we are professional singers." ”

His words were very convincing, coupled with the coaxing of the crowd who were hiding from the rain together, Yu Nuoer had to take over the violin in Lin Zekai's hand with or without intention.

"Don't be nervous, our Nuo'er is a little fairy!"

Lin Zekai is still in the mood to make her laugh, it seems that she is really relaxed, it is the first time she has seen such a star artist without idol baggage.

The girl smiled, reserved and elegant scanned the crowd one by one, nodded her head, although there was no lighting and choreography, but Yu Nuo'er closed her eyes, and felt a beam of chasing light hit her, she slowly raised the violin, and played a short piece of "Moonlight" with a light smile.

The sound of the piano is soft and melodious, abandoning all noise, driving away the humming of the rain, pulling down the gentle cold rain, the rain is as quiet as Lake Baikal in the middle of the night, and the slanting rain hangs on her bangs, like a string of notes that will not fall.

The sound of raindrops hitting various things always makes people feel particularly irritated on rainy days, but Yu Nuo'er has invisibly calmed people's hearts.

I don't know who started to howl: "Good! ”

Then everyone began to applaud her.

Even when performing in school, Yu Nuoer has never felt such a wonderful feeling, these people are complete strangers, and the sense of interaction between a group of strangers is wonderful and joyful.

She smiled and said to Lin Zekai: "Thank you!" ”

"Thanks for what? Silly girl. Lin Zekai rubbed her head, indescribably gentle.