Chapter 333: Sit Up

"Welcome Miss Duan to join." Everyone applauded in unison, smiles on their faces.

heard that her surname was Duan, and Duan Boqing introduced it personally.

It should be a young lady of the Duan family, who dares not to hold it.

Wanxi was still in a very dazed stage, "Me? Segment...... Sunny ......"

"Did I give you a nice name?" He asked as he stood behind her, his hands on her shoulders, and lowered his voice.

She whispered, "It's better than my old name." ”

"Your name is Wu Lingheng, I can't get it!" His tone was cold and frozen.

She smiled slightly, "This name is really good, but I don't know how to appreciate it." ”

"It's too slippery." He said coldly, actually glad that she could say this.

Wanxi shrugged, not paying much attention.

There was a hint of depth in Duan Boqing's tone, "When I first saw you, the sky was clear and the breeze was blowing. ”

"First time you saw me......" she looked back in dismay.

I really don't think that there will be such a beautiful picture when I meet him.

He said loudly: "It's better to let Fengqing give everyone a test song." ”

"I can't sing, thin." When she opened her mouth, she called him thin, and the goosebumps fell to the ground.

As if he wanted to see her joke, he sat down at a wine table, "Go ahead, everybody is watching." ”

"I ......" she was embarrassed and embarrassed.

I've never sung so much.

"Feng Qing!"

"Let's have a song, let's have a song."

……

Everyone was in high spirits and clapped their hands to force her up.

She had to carry a long spinning skirt to the center of the stage.

I was nervous about going on stage for the first time, but it was much better than training with a bunch of big men in the barracks.

Duan Boqing saw that her expression was slowly calming down, and he leaned forward slightly, "Turn on the microphone for her." ”

"I've never sung before, I'm afraid I'll stain your ears." Wanxi stood in front of the microphone and said softly.

The voice is not as graceful as before, with some edges and corners.

Duan Boqing peeled peanuts and ate them, "We don't raise idlers here, Miss Fengqing has to think clearly." ”

"That'...... I'll try to sing a song. Wanxi felt that his coercion was not convincing at all, and she wished that he would drive her away.

It's just that the look in his eyes is really cold and scary, so don't provoke him casually.

She lowered her head and slowly brewed, "A song about the sun, moon and qing, I listened to it by chance on the radio in London. ”

Duan Boqing was unimpressed, thinking about how London Radio could broadcast Chinese songs, but the name was quite emotional.

“Ilovethreethingsinthisorld,thesun,themoonandyou。” She didn't have much confidence when she sang, and kept looking down at her instep.

The voice came out melodiously through the microphone, and every bite was a standard London accent, with deep love.

Love is like a tide, and it gives goosebumps all over your body.

She finished singing a sentence and paused for a moment to recall the melody before continuing to sing, "Thesunfortheday, themoonforthenight, andyouforever!" ”

"That's a wonderful voice, isn't it? It's better than Manli's sister singing. A rich female voice appeared, and it was the kind of tobacco and alcohol voice that was very charming.

Bai Manli hugged the cat spirit in her arms that no one could see, and her face also changed, "If she doesn't sing well, there is no need for the young marshal to sign her." ”

Duan Boqing sat motionless, staring intently on the stage.

I didn't notice that the two big names under my hand were fighting with each other.

When she bowed deeply, she expressed her gratitude: "If you don't sing well, please Haihan." ”

"The voice is so ethereal and beautiful, and he also says that he can't sing well, and being too modest is hypocrisy." Yue Wushuang gave a thumbs up and smiled sweetly at Wanxi.

originally thought that Duan Boqing would also be shocked by her voice, but who knew that he "soared" and got up, turned around and left.

His face stinks, like a stone in a pit.

From the previous paragraph, there was only one expression on Bo Qing's face, and that was a cold color without emotion.

Now the displeasure and joy are written on the face, but the joy and anger are not as invisible.

Yue Wushuang's hand was on her lips, "A woman is really a man's poison, and this Fengqing sister is the one who was looked into the eyes of the young marshal, hehe~"

"Yue Wushuang, you are so anxious about the team, be careful of the horse's ass slapping on the horse's leg." Bai Manli was already unhappy that Yue Wushuang was competing for favor in the Moon Palace, but now Yue Wushuang is still optimistic about Chu Wanxi.

If she knew Chu Wanxi's true identity, she would dare to think so.

Yue Wushuang glanced at Bai Manli, twisted the waist of the water snake and walked up to the stage, "I advise you to be polite to your seniors, otherwise, you and your dead ghost cat don't know how to go to hell." ”

"It's great to have royal blood, aren't you just a disciple of the Manchu Eight Banners, and in the end you didn't change your name and surname." Bai Manli was angry and argued.

Yue Wushuang was too lazy to take care of her, and she only had a ridiculous coldness in her heart.

What is remarkable is not the identity of the Manchu Eight Banners, but the ability of pure shaman blood, and she is indeed from a much more noble background than this Bai Manli, who relies on beauty Gu to maintain her beauty.

The name Moon Palace came because of her.

Yue Wushuang took Wanxi's hand and wiped the sweat of her hands with a handkerchief, "Everyone has the first time, and if you go on stage a few more times in the future, you won't be so nervous." ”

"Thank you, sister." Wanxi blessed her body.

There was a charming smile on the corner of Yue Wushuang's mouth, "It's quite polite, it seems that it's really a lady." ”

"It's just an ordinary family, and I will have to rely on you to support me a lot in the future." Wanxi was in front of the glamorous and enchanting Yue Wushuang, and behaved decently.

The other people in the Moon Palace were quite impressed, and most of the women were ashamed of themselves when they saw Yue Wushuang.

Even Bai Manli is the same, she doesn't accept her, but she is actually very weak-hearted.

The others got busy, cleaning and tidying up the ballroom.

Yue Wushuang was concerned about Wanxi, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

"Not yet, what about you?" Wanxi asked.

Bai Manli said lukewarmly: "In order to maintain her figure, she also has a thin ghost in her body, and she hasn't eaten a meal for several years." ”

"I don't eat it myself, I can take Sister Fengqing to eat." Yue Wushuang took Wanxi's hand and introduced the nearby breakfast.

There are many office buildings nearby, where employees from HSBC, Standard Chartered, and Lianjin Textile Company work here.

There are a lot of stalls in the morning, because you have to take care of office workers.

The stall owner is quick with his hands and feet, and the speed of the meal is also very fast.

Wanxi misses the fried buns made by the chef in the house, "Then eat a few fried buns, a bowl of soy milk." ”

"How many raw fried?" Yue Wushuang looked her figure up and down, smiling a little coquettishly.

Wanxi's face was not red when she came to the stage, but now she is red, "Did you eat too much?" ”

"No, you're growing your body, and your body is too slender, and it looks good to grow more flesh." Yue Wushuang hooked her slender waist and led her out, "Fortunately, I am a woman, otherwise you will be hooked by you if you are so coquettish." ”

Ning Cang caught up from behind, "Slow, Miss Wushuang, Miss Fengqing." ”

"What's the matter?" Yue Wushuang threw a wink at Ning Cang.

Ben Dao Ning Cang is a beast and doesn't eat this set.

Unexpectedly, she was also blushed by Yue Wushuang's pretty face, and unconsciously moved her gaze elsewhere, "The young marshal invited the two of you to come over for dinner together, he said...... It's too boring to eat alone. ”

"Okay, then go, and save me money for a meal." Yue Wushuang was wearing a high-waisted suit, and her gait was very chic and natural.

When he walked into Duan Boqing's restaurant with his waist hooked, he looked really matched.

The soup bag in Duan Boqing's mouth almost slid down his throat, and he coughed several times unconsciously.

"I look like this, like a little white-faced boyfriend who doesn't look like Fengqing?"

Yue Wushuang asked with a smile.

Duan Boqing couldn't make such a joke at all, and the three corpse gods jumped violently, "Let go of her." ”

"Yes! Musou was wrong. Yue Wushuang was frightened and hurriedly let go.

Duan Boqing touched the bulging green tendons on his forehead, and was also a little speechless for his sudden irritability, "Did I say that you did something wrong?" Serve to the table. ”

Yue Wushuang sat down, "Yes." ”

After sitting down, she pulled Wanxi together, and Wanxi's ass had not yet touched the chair.

Duan Boqing's eyebrows furrowed, "Who is allowed to sit?" ”

"I'm sorry." Yue Wushuang apologized to Wanxi.

Wanxi shook her head at Yue Wushuang to show that she didn't care, and stood up.

"We eat, you sing." Duan Boqing deliberately abused her.

Wanxi has a very flat mind and doesn't care about him.

Because the song is very short, I finished singing it in less than two sentences.

"Go on." He forced her.

She could only sing it over and over again, and the singing intoxicated him and obsessed him.

I thought to myself, [This song is only because it is in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world.] 】

Wanxi sang a lot, and her voice was a little hoarse.

He shoved the soy milk into her hand and "took two sips." ”

"Oh." Wanxi is very obedient.

He saw her moisten her throat after drinking and said, "Is there a Chinese version?" Just like the name of the song. ”

"Yes, there are three thousand floating worlds, and I love three ......" Wanxi sang the Chinese version of this song, thinking of the ferry port of Yuanshu Town.

thought of her saying goodbye to Wu Lingheng on the Makuhu, and thought that this was a love song between them.

Duan Boqing was completely unaware and listened to her tender singing.

I just want to keep her voice and this song all for myself.

In this world, apart from his accident, there is no second person who hears such a touching confession from her.

"In the future, I am not allowed to sing this song on stage." Duan Boqing made a request.

Wanxi didn't understand his purpose for doing this, "But I'll only sing this one." ”

"Wushuang, you will tutor her to learn vocal music in the future." Duan Boqing couldn't help but say.

Yue Wushuang was not breakfast in the first place, so he thought in front of Duan Boqing.

At the moment, he has finished eating, and he is wiping his mouth with a napkin, "Yes." ”

"You have to see the results, if you don't learn well, you have to ask." Duan Boqing didn't forget to blackmail him.

Yue Wushuang got up and blessed, "The young marshal can rest assured, I will teach her, and I will not hide my secrets." ”

"Let's get out." Duan Boqing said lightly.

Yue Wushuang smiled softly and went out, looking back and glancing at Wanxi.

Wanxi was stunned in her soft eyes, and Duan Boqing shouted, "Sit down." ”

"Where are you sitting?" Before Wanxi could finish speaking, his hand was pulled by him, lost his center of gravity, and fell on his lap and sat down.

He hugged her tightly, "Sit here, I'll feed you breakfast." ”