Transformed Into a Two-dimensional Beautiful Girl

The exciting singing sounded, Zheng Qingqing had completely sunk into Lin Qingyin’s singing, it seemed to suit the heroes’ insistence on self-belief, and appealed for the hope that is difficult to grasp in the difficult and desperate situation, but even There is only a glimmer of hope, and those who uphold themselves will never give up.

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The singing stopped, Zheng Qingqing secretly scraped the tears that could not be contained in the corners of her eyes with her fingers. The feelings expressed in this song are so similar to her own experience. Only by persisting and working hard can we have the opportunity to grasp what she thinks. For the life to be lived, fortunately I did it.

　　 "It's so good." Zheng Qingqing resisted the choking tone and exclaimed, "How do I~ I feel better than the version released on the Internet."

　　 Lin Qingyin didn't speak, half lowered his head to remain silent.

"It's almost the same as Meoda Little Cutie herself." Zheng Qingqing's slightly cold face showed a spring-like smile, "No, it should be said that it is more emotional than the song she posted on the Internet. "

Listening to the suggestive words of the other party, Lin Qingyin felt a little depressed: after all, he failed to keep this secret, maybe it was affected a bit, because of his love for music, he is not allowed to be perfunctory in this regard. Otherwise, how could he have such superb skills at this age? I actually sang each of my songs in person.

　　 plus the experience of virtual space, I have a rich and true feeling for each song except for the sick name of love. These reasons can have this direct impact on people's hearts.

　　 I wonder if she will keep herself secret? It’s a bit difficult. There seems to be a saying, ‘Only the dead will not leak the news? Lin Qingyin's head began to spin rapidly.

　　I'm not a cruel villain, how can I do this!

　　, you can change this sentence to ‘only oneself will not deliberately leak the news’.

　　 Thinking of this, Lin Qingyin's eyes covered by hair flashed a red light, the corners of her mouth were slightly tilted, and she raised her head to look at Zheng Qingqing.

　　 Zheng Qingqing was startled by Lin Qingyin who was ‘murderously leaking’ in front of him, but he quickly reacted and straightened up, and said unwillingly, "What are you going to do?"

　　 "What do you mean?" Lin Qingyin stretched out his hand and walked towards Zheng Qingqing step by step, "huh~"

　　 Zheng Qingqing was stunned by this evil laugh: Is it true that she really wants to fuck? ? ?

　　 Seeing the other person approaching step by step, Zheng Qingqing was a little nervous: "Don't, don't come over."

　　 "Don't be afraid, little beauty, come and give me a smile."

"what?"

　　 Lin Qingyin put his hand on the opponent's shoulder and felt a tremor.

　　 raised his chin, smiled slightly, "I declare that you will be mine from today!"

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Zheng Qingqing said that if it was the afternoon and the sun was shining on Lin Qingyin, the scene would definitely make me remember for a lifetime, because even so, my heart had already begun to plop and jump into the kind of being caught by myself. Defined as an abnormal state.

　　 "Wh, what do you call yours?" Zheng Qingqing could no longer maintain the appearance of the goddess, and said with a shy face, "We are all women."

　　 "Eh? Where did you think of it, didn't I mean to let you be my little brother?"

　　 "Ah ah ah ah~" Zheng Qingqing let out a meaningless moan, a little bit trying to find a hole to drill down, "What is your little brother!"

　　 "Hahahahahaha..."

　　 Zheng Qingqing: My idol, give me back the touch when I listen to the song, asshole.

　　 After a while, Lin Qingyin and the three came to the small forest, "You mean you heard me singing that morning?"

　　Zheng Qingqing calmed down again: "It's here. I just came to relax that day. I didn't expect to hear someone singing a song I hadn't heard before."

　　 glanced at his sister, Lin Qingyin noticed a trace of guilt in her eyes.

　　 held my sister's hand tightly and conveyed her meaning to her: Don't blame you, as long as it is my sister's request, I will agree no matter what.

　　 Feeling the strength of the other person holding back, Lin Qingyin smiled softly. It is good to have a sister who has the same mind, no matter when it is a special benefit.

　　 "Don't have such a big resentment, Qingqing, didn't you just make a joke just now?"

　　Zheng Qingqing: Do you know how touched I was at that time, bastard, I almost promised you, you know, you bastard, you actually cheated on my feelings, what a bastard!

　　 After all, Zheng Qingqing is still a normal woman, and she has received traditional education. These things are quickly put aside, "Well, let's go to the school teacher to help you solve the matter of self-study sooner or later."

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In the afternoon, Chen Xiuquan watched his Mediterranean class teacher with a dumb face and announced that "Lin Qingyin and Lin Qingxian can not use morning and evening self-study in the future~www.NovelMTL.com~ what's going on? Let's study together What? What about common progress? Did you leave me like that?

　　What's the point of learning? where am I? who am I? What am i doing? Chen Xiuquan's children's shoes were like a severe attack on the vital parts, and the whole person was severely injured.

A week later, Lin Qingyin heard that this male classmate who had had a relationship with him suddenly fell in love with studying. Whether it was walking, eating, or going to the bathroom, he was holding a book, and he heard that it still Breaking the school's record for the fastest meal, the time for running back and forth, cooking, and eating seemed to take only two minutes. The teacher saw him back to the classroom before he walked out the door, and everyone was amazed.

In fact, Qin Xiaohua is also a little depressed: the two most serious students in his class were inexplicably poached by the music club, and he said, "The music of the two of them is not under that of Zheng Qingqing, the music club is Their stage for the next three years".

　　 When Qin Xiaohua heard this, three question marks were directly placed on the hairless scalp, filling up the missing part of the Mediterranean, what else can I say? Can I make other actions besides smiling face and answering "OK" at this time? The vice-principal Nima went to the office personally. Can I still tell if the MMP is not successful?

Even when school was over, Qin Xiaohua accidentally saw the two sisters Lin Qingyin happily walking outside the school, hey hey hey, the direction of the club is not over there, elder brother, eldest sister, have you made a mistake? Has the world become like this? Is there any trust between people? My heart hurts!

　　 I felt helplessly comforting myself: It doesn't matter, if my class wants to show something in the future, just let the two of them go on.