[British and American entertainment] Goddess growth record book

09

Because of being sick and sleeping too much, Mu Lai woke up at four o'clock the next day, lying on the soft bed, eyes open in a daze.After a long time, she raised her hand in a state of emptiness, touched the speaker button on the bedside table with ease, and turned it on.The soft music will vent.Mulai Weicai slowly got up from the bed, and tied his hair into a ball at will.In the cabinet next to it, I took out the dancing shoes and put them on. From the moment my toes touched the ground, I closed my eyes and my body began to dance to the music, feeling comfortable and free.

Instead of going to work in the dance troupe as usual, Mu Lai changed into practice clothes and appeared in the rehearsal hall.For Mu Laiwei who has disappeared for two days, a few people will come to pay attention to her body.But there were still people who walked past her contemptuously as victors and her little sisters, who seemed to be proudly saying: China guy, go back to China.There is no place for you here anymore.

Mu Lai is not in the mood to pay attention to these girls.It is impossible for her to give up on herself because of this, she can only stand still more tenaciously, so as not to be completely defeated.

When Mu Laiwei still believed that the bridge would be straight from the head of the bed, then she was rejected again, which made her extremely lonely.

Mulai Weihe was nestled on the sofa of a pub in London, leaning on her shoulders, looking at the ceiling with some blurred eyes.She said softly, "Davy asked me to sleep with him."

"What!!" Surprised.His residence is very close to Davy's, and he occasionally encounters girls coming out of Davy's residence, but he never thought that such a thing would happen to Wei.

"But I don't want to sleep with him. I slapped him." Mu Laiwei chuckled, "He said he wouldn't make me feel better. He did what he said. What do you think I should do?"

I also know that the road to ballet in the future will be more difficult than him because of his identity and skin color, but he never thought that there is such a link in the middle.It is not surprising to lose the election again and again, and even be replaced by others. With such a link, it is not surprising.He still respects the art director Davy, but he never thought that he is such a naive person.Affection?Love this kind of thing is what you love and what I want.He watched Wei drink one after another, and didn't stop him, because Wei had a good amount of alcohol, and three or four bottles were nothing to her.Sometimes wine is the weed that temporarily makes people forget.But with Davy in the dance troupe for a day, Wei's life will be difficult.Although it is said that his term of office is only more than one year left, it may not be possible to survive more than one year.

She used to think it was a foolish thing to drink away, but now she thought there was nothing better.She got up and went to the bathroom.When she came out, she unexpectedly saw Tom who hadn't seen him for two weeks.She was still thinking about how he took good care of her, but he couldn't meet each other, so there was no answer.But Mu Laiwei still thinks about it from time to time.

It's early summer, a long white shirt that reaches down to her calves, wrapping her thin body, brown tights, long black hair with casual waves, a small fair face, and cherry red lips.The aisle is narrow, Tom and Mu Lai are not very close, with a few buttons on the shirt unbuttoned, he can see the gully in her.She is not as thin as she looks.After drinking, Mulai leaned lazily against the wall, with a special flavor, never leaving Tom for a moment, Mimi seemed gentle and affectionate, exuding the charm of hormones inadvertently.This makes Tom's heart tickle, this beautiful and exciting thing

"r" tom accurately reported the wine that Mu Lai hadn't drunk.

The You Too Bitter, the beer of choice at this small bar, is bitter but flavorful, like a dreamy kiss.

"How much did you drink?" Tom naturally brushed Mu Lai's loose hair around his ears.

"Three Bottles" Mu Lai didn't hold out three fingers.

Slightly surprised, she didn't say three glasses, but three bottles.For girls, this is a bit too much: "Let's drink less, it's easy to get drunk."

"No, I can drink well!" She is from Yunnan, and she has been drinking since she was a child.When she was very young, his grandfather liked to dip her in a little wine and put it in her mouth. If he didn't give it to her, she would pout in dissatisfaction.For this reason, he was ridiculed as a little alcoholic.In this way, she slowly exercised her drinking capacity.

Seeing her go down three bottles, her face is not red and her eyes are still so clear, he thinks that this amount of alcohol is indeed a good one.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but chuckle.

"With friends?" Tom asked.

"En" Mu Laiwei responded gently, "What about you?"

"Our play has just finished, let's have a small party here to celebrate."

"When do you want to see me?" It sounds like an invitation.

"There are still some tails to be busy. I will call you again when it is completely over."

"Okay. I'll wait for you. I still have friends, I'll go first. Goodbye"

"Goodbye"

Seeing Mu Lai's back disappearing at the end of the corridor, the narrow aisle, the girl's hand brushing against the wall, he returned to the box.

One afternoon, Mu Lai was busy in the kitchen.The antique gramophone in the small study room outside the kitchen was spinning slowly, and Zhou Xuan's shrill but comfortable singing voice came from the Republic of China anthem.That tom called and said he had time.That person was really too busy, and the meal was delayed from early summer to early autumn.Recently, she is very laid-back, job opportunities slip through her fingers one by one, she doesn't know if she is just sitting there waiting to die?Or sit still?Now that it's the golden autumn of September, she probably won't be able to get the contract for next year.Obviously, she needs to find a new job.Mulai didn't take out the dishes from the cupboard, but closed the cupboard again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.Mu Lai didn't put down his work, washed his hands, wiped them clean, and then went to open the door.

"Please come in" Mu Lai didn't take out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, only then did he notice that the slippers originally worn on Tom's feet were a bit small.Mu Lai looked at Tom's feet, then at his own, and thought: I have to go to the supermarket.

Seeing the girl staring straight at his feet felt awkward.It's a little small.

"Sorry, I didn't prepare any shoes that fit you." Mu Lai apologized without looking up.

"It's okay, you're fine if you're prepared." Tom suddenly smelled a burning smell, "What's burning in your kitchen?"

Without this reminder, Mu Lai said, "ohmygod!" and hurried to the kitchen.

He followed behind and entered the kitchen with a smile that couldn't be concealed from the corner of his mouth. As soon as Tom walked into the kitchen, the smell hit his face, making him hungry.He admired: "It's so fragrant. I've never smelled such a fragrance. It feels like it came from heaven."

Mu Lai didn't praise Tom, but when he met him, he said, "You must be hungry." Tom rubbed his nose embarrassingly.

"You go and sit outside first, and you can start it soon." Mu Lai didn't put the food into the bowl, then turned to Tom and said, "What do you want to drink?"

After thinking about it, he was about to speak, but Mu Laiwei said: "But I regret to tell you, I only have honey water here. Do you need it?"

He held back his mouth: "Okay, I want honey water."

"However, I regret to tell you that don't eat sweets before meals. You may not be able to eat other things later."

"Okay." Tom pretended to be sorry.Mulai didn't smile, and the corners of his eyes slightly curved.The mischievous smile instantly melted in Tom's heart. "Is there anything I can help with?"

"No, you go and sit outside. It will be fine soon."

"Then I'll go and sit outside." With that said, he left the kitchen and came to the living room.In fact, as soon as he entered the door, he heard this mellow and lingering singing voice. It was a singing voice he had never heard before. It was novel and fun.

Walking into the antique gramophone, the vinyl records lay there leisurely, spinning leisurely.A girl's clear voice came from over there: "There are records on the shelf on the left, there should be some you like."

Hearing the sound, he looked towards the bookshelf.A bookshelf full of vinyl records surprised him. At such a young age, there are so many vinyl record collections.Vinyl records are mostly precious.He was surprised: "You are the favorite?!"

"No." Mu Laiwei brought the meals in the kitchen to the dining table outside the kitchen one by one, "Most of them were bought by my father, and only one was bought by me."

"Wow~" Tom was pleasantly surprised: "You still have u2 here." "Do you like u2 too?"

Mu Lai didn't purse his lips, and said honestly: "It's so-so. This is probably my father's collection."

Obviously a little disappointed. Founded in 2, u1976 is a rock band from Dublin, Ireland, and is one of his favorite bands.She actually felt normal.

"You can listen."

"Okay" Tom walked over to the antique gramophone.Since the master has given permission, why is he so polite? "Who is she? Is she a Chinese singer? I have never heard of her voice. It is as bright as metal, but not harsh, euphemistic and nice." "I know there is a Chinese song called Moon. It is sung like this ..." He has learned a little Chinese, and it is normal for him to know a few Chinese songs.

Mu Laiwei looked at Tom amusedly.This song is indeed a world famous song.But this awkward accent is a bit out of tune.

"Her name is Zhou Xuan, and she came from Shanghai, China in the 20s and 40s. She was a unique singer in that era. She has been dead for half a century. Her voice is just like what you said, we Chinese call it She has a golden voice, and she has a lot of taste." Mu Lai went to Tom's side, pressed the switch of the phonograph, and took the record off the phonograph, "It is very rare to have her records in this era. However, in the 21st century We can hear this wonderful singing voice from Shanghai, China in the 40s and 2s in London, England. At the same time, we are fascinated by it and admire the beauty of her singing. This is the power of classics. Classics will not fade over time Light. This is just like the u[-] you like." Mu Laiwei pointed to the record in Tom's hand.

Smile knowingly.classic......

Mu Lai put the record on the shelf, turned to him and said, "Then do you want to become a classic?"

These soft words hit Tom's heart.

He heard the girl say, "I think."

He looked, into the girl's shining eyes.Think, he thinks.