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Chapter 100 A song caused repeated concerns

"Teacher He, it's raining!"

As soon as Peng Peng, who had finished picking strawberries, entered the yard, he yelled at the three people who were drinking tea and chatting in the pavilion.

"Huh? Is it raining?"

He Jiong was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up and went out of the pavilion. When he looked up, he was hit by raindrops, and hurriedly called someone: "Xiao Yi, go to the tool room and get a raincloth to cover the rapeseed!"

Before He Jiong could speak, Qiao Yi had already run to the tool room.

In a blink of an eye, they took out a large raincloth, and together with Zhu Yawen Pengpeng, who put down the strawberries, the five teamed up and quickly covered a large amount of rapeseed before it rained.

As soon as this side was covered, the rain began to fall heavily, and it fell to the ground, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

"The rain is really urgent. Are you all wet?" He Jiong, who was almost drenched in the rain, stood under the eaves and touched the rain on his face.

"It's really urgent."

"Ms. He, Brother Yawen, Brother Huang, you guys go and rush."

"That's fine, Xiao Yi, you and Peng Peng will wash it later." He Jiong was not humble, and greeted Zhu Yawen and Huang Yu to enter the room.

It was raining a little bit heavily.

Until dinner, the rain was still falling, and there was no small trend.

"Come on, don't be polite, move your chopsticks."

"Thank you, Brother Lei, you have worked hard today!" Zhou Xun tasted the dishes he ordered first, full of praise.

"Chicken and I have known each other for sixteen or seventeen years now, and this is the first time she has eaten my cooking." Huang Lei is happy today, seeing his smile that hasn't stopped since noon until now come out.

"Yawen, Huang Xie, you two don't just look at it, but also eat it." He Jiong also greeted the guests, and there was a table full of dishes, and the two men had to work hard.

"Then I'm welcome!"

"You're welcome, coming here is like coming home. Whatever you do at home, you can do here, don't make any distinctions."

It was raining outside, with thunder and lightning.

The room was very lively, a bunch of people gathered around the table, they didn't have time to talk, they quickly wiped out the delicious food on the table.

"Teacher Huang, this rice is so delicious!" After Huang Chang finished eating, he took a sip of tea and looked at the food, wondering if he could put some more in his stomach.

After the meal, everyone didn't want to move and just sat there in a daze.

"Little girl, how beautiful your hands are." Huang Lei said suddenly.

"Does it look good?" Zhou Xun seemed very unconfident, and looked at his hands repeatedly.

"Looking good, Carrot Hand."

"..." Zhou Xun smiled helplessly.

He Jiong smiled at the side and said, "Do you see that it's annoying!"

However, Huang Lei revealed the fault of his old friend: "Her hand is her weak point. When we were filming, as soon as we got a close-up of her hand, I immediately held it like this."

"Haha, yes, I'll control the blood first, otherwise it will be red." Zhou Xun also smiled and explained to other people who eat melons.

"Start! Shima!"

Zhou Xun put down his hand and gracefully put it on Huang Lei's face, a distance of [-] centimeters away.

"Stop! Then the blood came up."

"Haha, it's so cute!"

After listening to it, everyone was overjoyed.

"Her hand can't help but be the color of a carrot, and the shape is also a carrot." Huang Lei continued to complain based on the principle of exposing the shortcoming to the bottom.

"It's that kind of fruit carrot." Zhou Xun smiled and showed his left hand.

"Do you know why her hands are like this? Because she is a practical person, she always works all year round, and loves to wash dishes. Since she was three years old, her hands have been washed into carrots." Huang Lei's words became more and more many.

"Hehe." Zhou Xun shut up and laughed.

"So it's a touching story?"

He Jiong almost felt sorry for Zhou Xun who had been complained about, and then said: "Speaking of which, this is the first one. After coming to our mushroom house, after cooking, he washed all the seasoning dishes. gone."

After talking and laughing for a while, they almost digested their food, and everyone put all the bowls on the table into the kitchen.

The rain outside still didn't mean to stop, but the thunder stopped for a while, so we sat in the room and chatted.

Then we chatted about Huang Lei and Zhou Xun's first work "April Day on Earth".

"At that time, the chick was very young, she was only in her twenties, and I was only 27. I played Xu Zhimo, and she played Lin Huiyin." Huang Lei recalled that time with emotion.

"Yes, I was only 24 years old."

Zhou Xun, who is already 42, is no longer the girl she was back then, but she still has a trace of fairy spirit from back then.

"Mr. Huang, because of this TV series, many classmates, especially girls, were crazy about Xu Zhimo. Then the boys were affected and spontaneously recited his poems." Zhu Yawen said aside.

"Farewell to Cambridge again, I came gently, just as I walked gently... How beautiful this poem is." Huang Lei read his poem like Xu Zhimo in the middle-aged version.

"It's in the textbook." Zhang Zifeng raised his hand and said.

"I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projecting on your heart..."

Qiao Yi smiled and said: "And his most famous name, written by many people as QQ status, I will visit my only soul mate in the vast sea of ​​people. If I get it, I am lucky; if I don't, it is my fate. That's all .”

There was another sentence that Qiao Yi didn't say.

You see, what a poetic and refined confession of a scumbag.

Having said that, the people of that era, especially the literati, produced many famous scumbags. On the one hand, it is due to historical reasons. In an era where old and new trends of thought alternate, it is not difficult to make such a choice understand.

It's just so unfair to the women of that era.

But being a scumbag is much better than many scumbags today.

Think about it, how brave they are, dare to utter the metaphor that I am a scumbag out loud, the scumbag is justified, and the scumbag is the pioneer of the times.

Not like today.

Ha ha.

"Come on, let's sing." He Jiong probably thought there was no game to play, so He Jiong suggested singing.

So in the mushroom house, accompanied by the rain outside, the golden songs of the times echoed one after another.

From "Silence is Golden", "Broad Sea and Sky", "I Think I Am the Sea", "Singing While Walking", "Blooming Mast Flowers", to "An Ordinary Day".

At this time, there was another prelude.

Zhou Xun's eyes lit up: "This is Jiu'er, the theme song of Red Sorghum, right?"

Qiao Yi nodded, then picked up the microphone, and sang: "The field beside me, the jujube flowers in my hand are fragrant, the sorghum is ripe and red all over the sky..."

Everyone listened for a while, then stared at Qiao Yi. Zhang Zifeng, who was sitting next to him, had his eyes widened.

"Is Xiao Yi lip-syncing?" He Jiong asked with a frown.

Huang Lei shook his head, then sneaked over to turn down the volume of the speakers, but the singing voice did not decrease at all!
And at this time, it happened to be the chorus part.

"I *!" Zhu Yawen opened his mouth and spoke half of the words.

"Niuuuu!" Huang Zhi felt his entire scalp go numb.

Peng Peng's face was dull and his mouth was open, feeling that he was running out of brains.

Wang Zhengyu, who was watching the recording, was both shocked and pleasantly surprised. He couldn't sit or stand, and he kept muttering.

If someone hears it, it is mostly a monosyllable word that cannot be broadcast.

"Jiu'er, I will take you to a distant place..."

"Thank you."

After releasing the ultimate move calmly, Qiao Yi smiled and put down the microphone.

"Who did you learn from?" He Jiong picked up the microphone in his hand, then put it down again, feeling that it would be best not to sing any more.

"Just figure it out for yourself, okay?"

Of course, Qiao Yi couldn't say that it was the system's credit, but he still thanked the system for its help in his heart.

Although the existence of this system is too low, but merit is merit and cannot be made public, so we must keep this in mind.

"It's fine to think about it, but you have to pay attention to your throat, turn around and let the teacher take a look, don't hurt your throat." Huang Lei frowned and told Qiao Yi.

"Well, I will be careful." Qiao Yi was very moved by Huang Lei's concern.

He Jiong suddenly thought of something at this moment, and asked Qiao Yi: "The second song you gave to Deng Chao, wouldn't it be this way of singing?"

Because Qiao Yi kept secretively not talking about it or letting them hear it, so He Jiong thought of this.

Qiao Yi smiled and nodded.

"That's nothing."

He Jiong was also relieved, and said to Huang Lei: "Xiao Yi's songs are all recorded by Mr. Liang Qiaobai. With him, if there is a problem, Xiao Yi will not let Xiao Yi mess up."

"But you should also pay attention to protecting your voice. Before you sing this kind of song, you should open your voice at the end. Don't force it. Do you hear me? Also, can you stop eating spicy food in the future, and drink less alcohol? You didn't tell me earlier, but fortunately, the meal tonight is not very spicy!"

Huang Lei exhorted and blamed again.

He has also sung and released an album, so he naturally knows what a voice means to a singer, especially a voice as enchanting as Qiao Yi's.

"Oh, I see."

"Yes, Xiao Yi, you have such a voice, you must protect it!" Zhou Xun also echoed.

Then came the turns of other people's exhortations.

Qiao Yi didn't expect this to happen, but his heart was warm, and he assured them one by one that he would protect his throat.

　Chapter 100!It is worth remembering!But it should be on the shelves soon, so I won't open a single chapter here.Anyway, thank you for your support!

　　
　
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