God, do you need a boyfriend who can dance?

Xu Tingzhou's little-known little secret is like a young seedling growing under a rock, which is crushed until it never grows up again.He didn't have any illusions about remembering the gods, but he replaced Meng Jizhi time and time again.In the end, he concluded that this person is poisonous, and he should ask other friends to record dances together in the future. He can't always be played around by Mr. Meng, and he has to work hard for him.

The record on the microphone was flipping through the playlist when it arrived, and there seemed to be nothing to sing.

Xu Tingzhou lowered his head. Naturally, a person like him is not very good at speaking, especially when facing a great master like Ji Laishi.

"Zhouzhou, whichever ones do you like, I can sing them to you in the future."

"Ah, by the way, you like reading aloud, don't you? Why don't you read poems with me when you have nothing to do?"

Xu Tingzhou really has no such experience. He only participated in reading competitions when he was in high school, and he read textbooks in class, and nothing else.

What’s more, I read copywriting after joining the company. There are many original sentences in it, but at that time, I read it completely to complete the task without any emotion. Where is there any emotion?

"Are you okay?" Ji asked with a smile when he came.

Where Xu Tingzhou can withstand his offensive, he just agrees to whatever he says.

So I remembered the sound of a chair being pulled over there, "I'll look for it, I remember there is a small collection of poems at home, we can read it."

Ji who left over there was not far away when he came, and soon his voice seemed a little far away, "You can chat with fans, you can do anything. By the way, did you have supper tonight? Look at yourself Is there any stock left?"

Xu Tingzhou didn't do anything to eat himself, but he also prepared a lot.

"Then I'll look for it, I remember there are still a lot of fruits."

So after a while, Xu Tingzhou sat back with a big bag of food he had prepared.

The fruits have been washed, including oranges, apples, bananas, mangoes and kiwis.

Some can squeeze juice to drink, but most of them are eaten directly because he is lazy.

He picked an orange, peeled it, cut it open, picked a kiwi, peeled it, cut it into small pieces, put it in a bowl, mixed it with a salad, and a bowl of fruit salad was made.

While doing it, Xu Tingzhou chatted with fans.

"Me? I eat supper every night, fruit or other things, and I also like to eat glutinous rice balls."

"What, getting fat, it's absolutely impossible."

"Weight, I won't tell you my weight, lest you laugh at me."

"Laugh at me for being fat, no, it must be laughing at me for being light, I'm not stupid. But the figure of the great god must be very good."

"Have I seen it? Of course...no, but I think it's coming soon, hehehe."

"Thank you, cutie, for your concern. Even if I imagine cutting fruit while imagining it, I won't be able to cut it....Ah, who is that, who are you calling an old driver? I'm obviously a novice. Novices on the road, pay attention to avoiding it."

"Well, it must be good to listen to the road conditions broadcast by the Great God. What, broadcast the weather forecast, it must have the highest ratings."

"Haha, I'm just a fanatic. If the master is not here, of course I have to let go of myself."

Xu Tingzhou let go of himself, chatted happily with his friends while cooking and eating, and suddenly heard the voice of Ji coming, "Who said I left, I was just looking for books, so I didn't say anything. "

"Ah?" Xu Tingzhou panicked immediately, God damn it, how long has it been since the image that was completely exposed in front of acquaintances has been exposed in front of Jishen, and now he is sincere to the old driver, and Xiao Xiang is still in front of him Anyone who touches his good figure will go crazy.

Shame, shame, shame.

Xu Tingzhou felt that his face was burning with the sunset glow, and he was even redder than a tomato.Calling you cheap, let the great god listen to everything.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

On the other side of Jishen was the sound of flipping through the books, but on the other side there was no movement, completely caught in an embarrassing situation.

Some little angels didn't think it was enough, so they added a handful of firewood to it.

Piao Ya Piao: Ge Ge, don’t worry, in order to record your voice, I just recorded the whole process. If there is a need for memory, I am willing to contribute for free.

Xu Tingzhou: What is your contribution, please put it away, please?

He was about to laugh angrily, this will be black history after all.

The voice of remembering God came over, "Okay, remember to send it to me after the end, I will keep it as a treasure."

Yi Ge: Er Kangshou, remember God you can't do this.

I only said a few words when I came, "Speak with wheat."

"Hey~" Xu Tingzhou couldn't cry anymore, didn't you always say that you were looking for a book?I have changed my typing, how can I still see it, should I do this?

When I remembered it, I seemed to see through his little thoughts, "You can also cast your voice when you type, if you don't believe me, you can ask everyone."

The fans played 1 all over the screen in cooperation. This uniform movement seemed to have been rehearsed. No wonder some people saw them dancing house dance three times and found it incredible, as if it was some kind of cult.

He just wants to shake his shoulders for those people. This is a tacit understanding, comrades, this is a comrade-in-arms.

You stupid Muggles won't know.

"I've already found the book." The voice when I remembered it was gradually approaching, as if he had just been looking for a book on the shelf, and now he came to sit next to him, this feeling of being by his side every day, Xu Tingzhou It's just an occasional fantasy.

"What supper are you having now?"

Xu Tingzhou ate it with a fork, his mouth was vague. "fruit salad."

"Oh." Ji nodded when he came, "I want to eat too."

This time it was finally Xu Tingzhou's turn to anger him. Just as he was about to take a photo to show off, he heard a very proud voice when he remembered it, "I have apple sago porridge left over from my aunt, and roasted wings with rosemary." , the diced beef I bought last time, and coconut-flavored glutinous rice cakes, which one do you think I want to eat?"

The little friends on the public screen laughed, saying that the master is really too bad.

Xu Tingzhou also ate loudly on purpose, angrily, but later found that it seemed like making trouble for no reason, which was not his style at all, so he calmed down again.

There is no sound of eating over there, and it seems that the memory is just greedy for him.It was still a bowl of noodles last time, but this time it has been upgraded so much. Fortunately, no pictures were used to tempt him.

From this point of view, remembering God is still a kind gesture.

So for a while, the atmosphere quieted down, only the soft sound of turning pages and Xu Tingzhou's small sound of eating could be heard.

When Xu Tingzhou was almost done eating, he remembers talking, "Shall we read together or will you listen to me?"

Fans unanimously raised their paws to read it together.

Ji smiled when he came, "There is no other way, this is the request of the fans, the trend of the times, come on."

"But I... I'm not very good at it."

"It's okay, I've listened to a lot of radio dramas, I just learn how to read them emotionally."

Xu Tingzhou nodded, and then thought of the voice, so he said hello.

This is an uncommon poem, and I don't know from which corner it was dug out when I remembered it. The language is very deep, with some indescribable emotions.

The title is called "Sonnet", so simple that it seems that there is no title.The author is a foreigner. Xu Tingzhou looked at it but didn't recognize it. It wasn't Shakespeare anyway.

He was a little nervous, but he was reluctant to let go of such an opportunity, as if this was also one of the memories worth cherishing in the future.Since the secret is a secret, it will not be revealed.

But don't stop yourself from enjoying it quietly.

So Xu Tingzhou clicked the record button.

"Are you ready?" Ji asked gently when he came.

Xu Tingzhou replied, "It's almost there." He read it silently twice. Although he hadn't written it down yet, the profound poem made him very emotional.

"Okay, I'll come first."

Reading aloud and dubbing are completely different concepts. It’s like remembering that he is good at singing and dubbing, but he is a singer. He obviously doesn’t dub, but he also likes drama songs. He adds plots to the songs himself. It is also a special hobby.

The sound of the music gradually became louder, and it was a melodious violin sound.

Accompanied by the accompaniment of the violin, when I remembered, I spoke slowly.

"There's a dark misery in my life

Trembling, he neither sighs nor complains"

Xu Tingzhou read it leisurely with the same tone, so gently that it seemed like a lover's sigh.

"The snow-like flowers in my dream

Is the prayer of my silent long day. "

The fans on the screen all gave thumbs up, and some even teased Husband and Husui. Today's couple's daily life is so sweet that it explodes.

I read a gentle paragraph, and then extended this emotion downward when I remembered it.

"But the big questions got in my way.

I became small and forlorn"

Xu Tingzhou accepted it tacitly.

"Like walking by a lake,

I dare not measure the waves of the lake. "

He seemed to have found the feeling, and for the first time explored the subtle emotion hidden in the text.

But he had to admit that it was better to memorize and recite.

"A sorrow overtakes me, so miserable

Like the vastness of a dark summer night

Every now and then a little star shines;

So my hands stretched out to love,

Because I want to pray for that tone,

I still can't find the warm mouth..."

The two finally read the last paragraph together, the sound of the violin gradually subsided, Xu Tingzhou was still in the sound of the floating violin, and the sentence "My hands are tempting towards love", this is a eulogy of love.

At that moment, there seemed to be a greater throbbing in my heart, not only because of his intoxicating voice, but also because of the emotions conveyed from the words.

For the first time, he realized that his current behavior seemed to be yearning for spring.

The author has something to say: Thank you Yoyo Luming and Shortbread for mine, kiss =3=

I'm fine today, maybe it's because I'm too light and my body is weak, so I often get sick. It's okay. Forgive a person who weighs less than [-] pounds. It's too pitiful.

Good night, I will strengthen my exercise in the future, dear ones too