Chapter 6 Scarborough Market ~ The Taste of Love

"Why do you have to perform a show at the end of a circle? Can you tell me why? Well~? Li Dongyang pointed at Li Changgeng and said dissatisfiedly.

"Or else? Be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future. Besides, the two 'conjoined babies' are right - I inquired, and the girls, 5134, as well as the history class and the cultural preservation class are all actively preparing for the show. We can't be special, right? Li Changgeng said helplessly - as the old saying goes, "the law does not blame the public", on the other hand, it is to kill chickens and monkeys, shoot the first bird, and since everyone wants to perform a show, it is better to go with the flow and be with the light - or other students ask, is it possible to say that our dormitory is a group of strange people, and there is no way to perform the show? It's going to be four years to get along, so it's easy to have no friends......

"We all know the truth! What show is performed? Who's on? You~ Bae Yongjun! "Wang Zhe has always been able to grasp the key point, since he is already going to be on it, don't dwell on the reason for responsibility or anything, the key is who will play it!

"If you don't have a big chorus - everyone is on, there is no question of who is on and who is not. And there are so many people who are easy to do, and it seems that as long as the chorus is loud and not out of tune, no one dislikes it—no one will have any hope for amateur chorus anyway......," Wu Ding said quietly. Seeing that it is about to enter the mutual spraying link of teammates, it is better to play a round - or spray each other at the beginning, the problem cannot be properly solved......

"Hmm~ Yes."

"So be it"

"It's done!"

The proposal of Wu Ding and Dilute Muddy was adopted by the organization.

"The next question is - what to sing?" Wang Zhe continued to ask.

"How is the Scarborough Fair ~ Scarborough Market?" Wu Ding continued to propose.

"For Mao? Are English songs good to sing? Wang Zhe asked puzzled.

"I think the accent of our dorm - singing any Chinese song will be laughed at......" Wu Ding pointed out the truth. Wu Ding, Li Dongyang, Ji Yun, Wang Zhe and Tashi's Mandarin is quite standard, Xie An, Ma Sanbao and Li Changgeng's Mandarin singing is a little sorry - Xie An's Gansu accent is a little incomprehensible to Wu Ding, let alone singing; Ma Sanbao boasts that he can sing and dance well, but unfortunately he can only sing Cantonese songs well, and Chinese songs are obviously in tune but have the power to hook the soul and inspire people's minds; Li Changgeng is even more amazing, a person who was born in Henan, grew up in Xinjiang, and had a girlfriend in Wuhan, and has nothing to learn to speak Shaanxi dialect, and the accent song has turned to the peak - Tashi is a Tibetan compatriot, not a native Chinese speaker~ They speak Mandarin more smoothly than their Mandarin......

"Hey~ Where am I not singing well? How can I be laughed at when I sing Chinese songs? Ma Sanbao was unhappy, and while speaking, he put on a riotous opening pose on the bed, which seemed to be imitating Hui Lin~ Look at the posture and will start singing in minutes......

"Stop~ We don't want to hear it!"

"It's Wu Ding who offended you! You wait until he's alone! ”

"Please let my brother live!"

"I'll wipe ~ you sing again and I'll beat you~! I'm serious! ”

There is a reason why Ma Sanbao was treated like this - everyone just knew each other for a few days, and they were not familiar with each other, Ma Sanbao took the initiative to propose to sing a song to his roommates, and everyone didn't think much about it at the time, not only agreed to his proposal, but also praised him a few words, and then ~ everyone was subjected to dozens of minutes, miserable spiritual pollution - it is admirable to be able to sing everything in one tune, and it is also very NB to be able to sing all the songs in tune, but it is also very NB to be able to sing all the songs in tune~ but it makes people feel that life is worse than death, this kind of profound skill is the real shock of the past and the present, unprecedented! Its power can only be compared to Cihang Pudu's life-seeking Sanskrit sound, which has to be Ma Sanbao's abnormal performance, and Cihang Pudu's extraordinary performance! What's even more amazing is that he is actually supplemented by an embarrassing dance, which is obviously COS Huilin's sexy dance, twisting the hips, swinging the hips, lowering the waist, and sliding steps are all accurate and in place, but it is made by Ma Sanbao but has unimaginable lethality, and it is full of Mai Lang's friction ~ friction ~ devilish pace, proud of Yilin's spinning ~ jumping ~ I don't stop the figure, giving all viewers 1000% visual impact! The most desperate thing is that Ma Sanbao still blocked the door, completely eliminating everyone's hope of escaping - the most terrifying thing is that when everyone applauded, Ma Sanbao actually came to another section - no! Here comes the three, four, five, six, seven, eight paragraphs! So~ Don't be surprised by the reaction of 5136 everyone, cherish life~ Stay away from the Three Treasures, which has become the consensus of roommates......

"Don't say it~ Let's hurry up and practice singing!" Wu Ding hurriedly said. If Ma Sanbao had another energetic song and dance in order to prove himself, Wu Ding would have gone crazy.

"Why don't you~ go to the Internet café to sing now?" Li Changgeng hurriedly followed, in case he couldn't stop Ma Sanbao's urge to sing, at least run smarter outside-he wouldn't be able to sing while chasing people, right?

"I have ~ silence on my Walkman! Let's listen carefully a few times! Wang Zhe made a divine assist - it was safer to not give Ma Sanbao a chance to sing at all than to risk being raped in the ears on the road. After that, the song was played with lightning speed, the bell ringed, and the world was filled with love......

With a long prelude, Simon and Garfunkel's clear voice evokes a touch of faraway Scotland, an ancient ballad that originated with the Vikings and Celts, noble savages with the same delicate souls as we do. The melody, which is full of sensitive poetry and subtle resentment, isolates the distractions of the red world, dispels the gloom and reluctance, bids farewell to the noise and glitz, and leads us to the world in the song-

It was a coastal plain, and the waves crashed against the craggy cliffs with serenity and rhythm, bringing with them the freshness and vitality of the sea, and the three-masted ships laden with cargo. In the distant sky, the long mast gradually became clearer and clearer in the field of vision, and the ship slowly moved slowly on the smooth blue sea, like an eagle falcon soaring in the blue sky. As the sailboat sails into the town's old, chic harbor, the familiar shopkeeper smiles and greets like a luscious rum brushing through a dry throat. The grocer took the heavy wooden box with satisfaction—it was a feast of spices, parsley, sage, thyme, and rosemary were illuminated by the sun, and the town's wildflowers exuded a warm and fragrant scent, and the rich fragrance was carried by the crisp autumn wind, sweeping over the endless fields, over the rivers that were about to freeze, over the sea of eternal sighs, and straight to the blood-colored remnant sun of the vast sky, as irrepressible and timeless as the longing for a distant lover.

The smell of the sea, the smell of the sun, and the fragrance of spices all seem to echo the faint melancholy and sorrow of the twilight warriors, bringing with them the deep thoughts and loneliness from the soul. Under the dark and bleak sky of autumn, the struggles, hardships and hardships of the past have become quiet, just like the color of sparse yellow leaves, and like the confusion of waking up in the morning, only the unchanging lovers blow into my mind and haunt my heart like the wind.

Maybe everyone is lonely, and can only live alone in their own world, watching the tree of youth slowly wither. Occasionally, someone suddenly breaks into the heart, it is like a bright light in the distance in the dark and cold night, a butterfly that is constantly chased in childhood, and the first bite of warm food when hungry, with incomparable beauty and temptation. However, we are lonely after all, and this feeling can only be missed with tears.

Maybe that's what it's like to be in love......

All of a sudden, everyone was stupid and unconsciously immersed in it.

"I think~we see~should try to fall in love~" Wu Ding broke the silence, and when he spoke, he had a bit of melancholy that he didn't usually have.

"Can I? You're going~ You're going! With your perfect body of one centimeter and one pound, you will definitely crush all competitors, and you will definitely be able to harvest the love of a 280-pound hot girl! Hmm~ It should still be the first love! Li Dongyang was originally listening to the song and was devoted, but he was disturbed by Wu Ding, if he didn't spray him a few words~ Is it still Li Dongyang, who has been professionally mocking his teammates for 20 years......

"Shut up! Let's practice singing! Wang Zhe said. What he means is actually to practice singing well~ perform well, maybe he will find a girl with this - when he was young, it seemed that people were not so cold and sophisticated, it was always easier to like a person, study well, be able to speak, be handsome, including singing well~ can still attract girls; Of course, this does not include Wu Ding, who has never had anything to do with the above merits......