Somewhere only we know / Exclusive Memory

Chapter 3

I was a person who liked to sing. It doesn't matter Chinese, foreign, folk, popular Mandarin, Cantonese, whatever. I love to hum. After my careful comparison, * Shandong's popular song "Who Don't Say My Hometown Is Good" had several versions in addition to the original song sung by * Ren Guizhen Laoshi. Probably because the melody was nice and famous, a lot of people started doing covers; and the version of Aunt Peng that Mu Chenghe made me listen to was actually the most relaxing.

After this exploration, I discovered that many popular songs used phonetics, such as "Flower Drums of Feng Yang" that she used to listen to as a child. There was a line that said: "Left hand gong and right hand drum, with the gongs and drums in hand to sing. I can't sing any other song, I can only sing Fengyang song. Hey, Fengyang song, get the child when the floating one float, get the child when the floating one float ... "" Later, after a while, this technique was used in Jay Chou's "Drifting", which made all the people on the street sing " so as far as you can go, as far as you can go ".

An early morning with the autumn wind. I narrowed my eyes and got up to brush my teeth. When I squeezed my toothpaste, I would habitually sing the line: "Who says my hometown is no good? Come on ~ come on"

I didn't realize it at first, until Bai Lin, who was washing her face next to me, looked at me in amazement, "Xiao Tong, you're singing it again."

I repeated * "de er yo yi er yo" Although my tongue was not very flexible, the trembling sounds were still particularly noticeable on this cold morning.

I yelled and hugged Bai Lin, "Xiao Bai, I did it, I did it, you will no longer bully me."

Ecstatic, she was acutely aware of the truth of sailing against the tide. As I walked she kept humming the song, shaking my head to the beat, "De er yo yi er yo", and the people who passed me looked at me with strange expressions. Then, I followed the method Mu Chenghe gave me to remove "D" After two or three days, I finally made a clear [р] (R), and even learned to keep the Rrrr sound… like him. Since then, he had played the song in the bedroom every day.

Whenever I ran into my classmates in the Russian department or Russian second foreign language class, I would inevitably catch someone and try to play the game of "vibrate the tongue with the letter [р] (R)". It doesn't matter how long the game lasted or the feeling of ups and downs. I won.

In less than three days, I beat every invincible player in the entire school.

Now, Bai Lin, who could only stiffly move her tongue two or three times, finally couldn't help herself and said to me bitterly, "Look at you, how sadistic!"

I sat up, propped my chin and sighed under my breath, "Oh, it's as quiet as snow."

On Monday, Zhao Xiaotang brought a small glass fishbowl and two orange-red goldfish with bulging eyes, probably given to her by his online friend of his.

She was more responsible than me. Even when he took her clothes to the laundry, he would still want to take the fish tank with her.

I looked at the two weak fish, shook my head and said, "Is it possible that they are still alive? I'm sure you will make them die this week."

Bai Lin opened the door and only heard the second half of the sentence. She yelled in surprise, "Who did what, who's dead?"

Zhao Xiaotang looked at her and said nothing.