Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 217: The Boss Covers You (3,4)

Chapter 217: The Boss Covers You (3)

"Uncle Qian, go home and stop at Shengjing Garden." Ling Shuo didn't want to break this matter, compared with the IQ of Xueba, it was purely impossible to get by with himself.
"Okay." The driver sitting in front is tall, bald, and speaks boldly.
The car started, crossed Xuefu Road, and directly merged into the night traffic.
One stop on the subway, it is only ten minutes by car, the car is quite stable on the side of the road, Ling Shuo looked at the somewhat dark community in the night and said: "Your family lives here?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"By the way, tomorrow morning at 6:40... Five is waiting for me here, and I will take you to school by the way. Ling Shuo glanced at the time.
"It's too much trouble for you." Zong Que opened the car door and walked down.
"Told you, by the way." Ling Shuo raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "No need to be polite with me.
"Thank you Brother Shuo." Zong Que brought the car door and said, "Rest early in the evening."
"See you tomorrow morning." Ling Shuo waved his hand.
Zong Que took two steps back, the car started again, gradually disappeared in the night, and another car stopped in front of Zong Que from the traffic, the window of the driver's seat fell, and the driver said in it: "Zong Shao, I'll go to the parking first."
"Well, I don't use the car for the time being these days." Zong Que said.
"Good." The driver raised the window and drove the car into the underground garage, while Zong Que entered the community and entered one of the buildings.
This community is relatively old and densely lived, but the victory is close to the school, and the driver also lives in this community, it is very convenient to travel by car, and it is more than enough to live alone.
When the elevator goes upstairs and enters the door, all sound is blocked out by the added soundproofing.
Zong Que changed into slippers, hung up his bag and went into the bathroom.
The high school homework was relatively heavy, mainly because the schedule was very tight, Zong Que came out of the bathroom, simply took care of the bed, turned off the lights and slept.
Zong Que's night went into sleep, Ling Shuo's night had just begun, he entered the house, ate two bites of supper indiscriminately, and then went straight to the bedroom, threw his school bag, opened the computer, sat down and put on headphones in one go.
"Brother Shuo is here, just waiting for you." Wang Xin's voice came out of the earphones, "We didn't start a game.
"No one caught today?" Ling Shuo opened the game and said.
"Today we are cautious, it is estimated that no one will be discovered, but Brother Shuo, you are not playing together in the Internet café, it is really not exciting enough." Li Hao hissed and said, "Brother Shuo quickly accept the invitation."
"Well, the game is important, where is the new little brother." Wang Xin sighed, "Today our brother Shuo is a hero to save the beauty, there is a husband in charge, the courage of ten thousand people, directly let the primary school bully who has never seen the sinister force hug his thigh, this is not more exciting than the game?" Right, Brother Shuo.
"Hmph... Generally. Ling Shuo nodded to accept the invitation to enter, and the corners of his lips raised, "Start the game quickly, don't rub it."
"Okay." Li Hao said.
The game starts, a game of tens of minutes, enough to play heartily, get carried away.
......
Zong Que woke up at six o'clock, no need for an alarm clock, his biological clock has been adjusted very accurately, get up and wash, and then get on the treadmill, twenty minutes, enough to clear his mind, take a shower, change clothes, and then take a bag out and go downstairs, one thing step by step, without any panic, at six forty to the door of the community.
This point is somewhat avoided by the premature rush, but the traffic has begun to come up, the car is roaring, Zong Que waited for a while and raised his hand to look at the time, six forty-five, still no car coming.
School went to school at seven o'clock on time, and he was already halfway through this time, and he would be late if he was late.
After waiting for another two minutes, when Zong Que was about to stop a taxi, a familiar car in the distance drove up to a near stop.
"Get in the car, you're going to be late!" Ling Shuo shouted from the fallen window.
Zong Que opened the door and sat up, just closed the door, the lock was settled, and the car had sped out.
Zong Que sat down and looked at the young man yawning on the seat next to him, still in spirit, but obviously he was forcibly woken up, and he was seriously deprived of sleep: "Didn't sleep well?"
"I played until two o'clock last night and was sleepy." Ling Shuo yawned, "I almost didn't get up in the morning, no, I'll have to catch up on sleep at school later."
"Want to throw up?" Zong Que asked.
"Sort of." Ling Shuo originally closed his eyes, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at him, "You still understand this?"
"Got a little." Zong Que turned his eyes to him.
"Oh, so what's the situation with me?" Ling Shuo came with a little spirit.
"Pale complexion, insufficient blood supply, nausea and vomiting, excessive gastric acid secretion, bloodshot eyes, high blood pressure, precursor to sudden death." After Zong Que finished looking, he looked ahead and said calmly.
He was thinking about playing a game or two at night and going to bed a little later, but his self-control was quite poor, especially if he was accompanied by someone.
Ling Shuo stalked, his brain instantly regained consciousness as if he had been hit, he stiffened his shoulders and licked his lips with a smile: "You bluff." Although he said this,
he touched out his mobile phone, looked at his eyes, and found that there seemed to be a lot of blood.
"Young man, don't scare Xiao Shuo, let him wake up." The driver in front turned around and said with a smile, "Now it's a disease, it's all a terminal illness."
"Uncle Qian is right, it's not the first time I've stayed up late." Ling Shuoxin suddenly calmed down, looked at Zong Que, pressed his shoulder and said, "Scare me, huh?
He said that his body was great, and he was definitely not at the point of sudden death.
Zong Que glanced at the hand on his shoulder, raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror and said: "Uncle Qian doesn't sleep well, he needs to drink alcohol to fall asleep, he usually eats high oil and sugar, and he ate meat before going to sleep last night and drank two or two wines."
The car stopped at the school gate, and Uncle Qian turned around and glared, "How do you know?!"
"Seriously?!" Ling Shuo was equally surprised.
"You can see it." Zong Que looked at the time and got off the lane, "Blood lipids, blood pressure, blood sugar are all high, I need to go to the hospital for a full examination, treatment in advance, I'm about to be late, Brother Shuo."
Ling Shuo looked at Uncle Qian, who nodded at him, scratched the top of his bare head and said, "You go to school first."
"Oh..." Ling Shuo opened the car door, and his mood was particularly heavy at that moment.
With the car door closed, he looked at Zong Que who was waiting on the side, grabbed his shoulders and looked down and asked, "What am I going to do here?" He
didn't want to die young.
"Go to bed early and get up early." Zong Que said.
"That's it? Should I go to the hospital to check and prescribe any medicine? "Brother Shuo is very flustered, Brother Shuo feels that he still has a lot of life to wave, and he doesn't want to burp in advance.
"No, go to bed early and get up early, regular diet can be restored." Zong Que said.
Young people's body immunity and regulation ability is relatively strong, once in a while it doesn't matter, a long toss will definitely lead to the kind of consequences he said.
"Then do you know what I ate last night?" Ling Shuo still felt a little unbelievable.
This thing can be seen, what else do you go to the hospital for?
Zong Que glanced at his hand on his shoulder, raised his hand and squeezed his wrist: "I ate two mouthfuls of porridge around ten o'clock, and I ate bread and meat and burgers before going to bed?"
Ling Shuo's eyebrows jumped, remembering the picture of going down to forage for food last night and only finding the burger in the refrigerator, and was shocked beyond belief: "This can also be seen?!"
"Hmm." Zong Que let go of his hand and quickened his pace up the stairs, "I'm going to be late." Ling
Shuo looked at his figure going upstairs, he didn't care about being late or not being late, he felt that this world was a bit mysterious.
The Divine Doctor is by his side? Novels don't dare to write like that!
"Wait for me." Ling Shuo came back to his senses, made a few staircase steps, and chased directly up.
When the two entered the classroom door, they just stepped on the bell, the people in the classroom were almost full, and the teacher was also standing on the podium, and the two of them came in hooked up, even the teacher's eyes were a little wide, and the others were even more surprised beyond belief, and even the sound of reading was a little stagnant for a while.
Ling Shuo was still thinking about the expression of the people in the class when they saw him accept Zong Que as a junior brother, and now he got his wish, but his mind couldn't be put on it.
The aisle was a little narrow, Ling Shuo let go of his arm, the two of them went to the back row one after the other, pulled out the stool and sat down, and the reading sound in the classroom slowly resumed, but there were still people who couldn't stop looking at the back row.
Zong Que did not squint, and after putting the bag away, he pulled out yesterday morningI read half of the book and looked at it, but I noticed that I was sitting next to him and looked directly at him.
He turned his eyes to the young man's inquiring look and said, "Go to sleep." Ling
Shuo hesitated and reacted, remembering that he had to rest well to prevent sudden death, he lay on the table, his face was buried in it first, he could hear the sound of his breathing, and he was also a little sleepy, but after closing his eyes for a long time, he couldn't help but look sideways from inside his arm and at the person sitting next to him.
The other party is serious about the book that he doesn't even know the words now, reading it intently, turning the page from time to time, and there is no emotion, but this person seems to be shining with wisdom all over his body, and his mind is full of knowledge.
Ling Shuo had also doubted whether the other party was pretending before, but after he read the translated version, the storyline could be correct, and he knew that the other party could read it, but he really didn't expect to know at a glance what he ate last night could happen to him.
Same as fantasy text.
The person next to him seemed to be not a scholar at that moment, but a fairy wind Dao bone, a divine doctor who could pinch and calculate.
"Can you see what Li Hao ate last night?" Ling Shuo asked on his arm.
Zong Que could detect the line of sight next to him, but he didn't open his gaze: "Instant noodles."
"Groove! You didn't even look at him! Ling Shuo stood up in shock, shocked again.
His movements were slightly larger, and he was glanced at by the teacher on the podium: "Ling Shuo." Ling
Shuo glanced at the podium, knowing that the teacher was reminding him not to delay her good student, he precipitated his mind and lay down again, leaning sideways and looking at the person watching next to him, the leg under the table leaned over and touched it and asked: "How can you see it?"
Zong Que noticed the unsettled leg and raised his eyes to look at him, "He smells of instant noodles." Ling
Shuo was silent for a moment, leaned up, moved his nose, and sure enough smelled some bubble noodles wafting from over there.
Some tastes are okay if you don't care, it's very uncomfortable when you care, Ling Shuo pinched his nose and looked at the calm humanity next to him: "Don't you feel bad?"
"Get used to it." Zong Que said.
In a word, he simply said all his grievances and sadness, could Brother Shuo let his newly acquired little brother of the Divine Doctor suffer such grievances? That must not be.
Then when he read in the morning, Li Hao had not had time to invite Brother Shuo to breakfast, and he was assigned the task of bathing in the bathhouse.
"I don't smell on me." Li Hao sniffed his arm and said.
Ling Shuo took a deep breath and said with a smile: "You have a fragrance on your body, you told me that it is tasteless, I haven't slept well all morning."
"Instant noodle smell, it's not unpleasant..." Li Hao met his gaze and said with a sneer, "I'll go."
"Well, by the way, change my clothes, and record it on my account." Ling Shuo said.
"Okay, promise to complete the task." Li Hao hummed a song and turned around.
As soon as he left, Ling Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, and Zong Que packed up his things and got up, "What does Brother Shuo want to eat?" As soon as
he exclaimed, the students who had been paying attention to this place showed a surprised expression, some with disdain in their eyes, and some frowned slightly.
"You bring it to me?" Ling Shuo leaned on the chair and looked up a little lazily, but Yu Guang crossed the surprised faces of many students, but he didn't see any strange expressions from Zong Que.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"No need, just let Wang Xin send it, anyway, he has to run and bring your share over." Ling Shuo raised his hand and took his arm, "It just so happens that you can also save some time and use it for studying." The students who
had not yet gone out looked a little delicate, and those who went out inevitably looked at the window twice and left with the other students.
"No need, eating in the classroom will leave a taste." Zong Que said.
"I've already told him." Ling Shuo raised his head slightly and said, "Just this time, next time you go to the cafeteria to eat."
Zong Que pondered for a moment and replied, "Hmm.
Ling Shuo let go of him, half-propped up on the table and looked at him, and was about to ask some more questions, but saw that the person turned away from the table, walked to the window and opened the window.
It is said that doctors generally have a proclivity for cleanliness, and his new younger brother is no exception, and he eats many times in the classroom.
Zong Que closed the screen window and returned to his place, the young man who was supporting the table next to him squinted slightly and was a little sleepy, but he was fighting his spirit.
"You said that getting used to it doesn't mean getting used to my taste here, right?" Ling Shuo asked.
"It's not." Zong Que said.
Although the other party ate in the classroom, every time Wang Xin waited for him to finish eating and then took the rest of the lunch box away, but the residual taste was not as good as it was stained in the cafeteria.
"That's good." Ling Shuo yawned again, "Who did you learn your medical skills from?" In addition to being able to see what you have eaten at once, can you open the meridians at once?
"After a little bit of a little bit of a look at the foundation of an old Chinese medicine practitioner, I can't open up the meridians." Zong Que said.
The spiritual energy in this world is very thin, at most it can improve physical fitness, and if the internal strength exercises want to open up the meridians, ordinary people need twenty or thirty years of effort.
"Learning a little bit is that good?" Ling Shuo was amazed.
"Brother Shuo, breakfast is here." Wang Xin's shouting came from outside, and the footsteps were very fast, and they were directly placed on their tabletop, "Soy milk, buns, and a cold dish, I let me scoop up more peanuts."
He brought two copies with him, put it down and swung it out the same way: "This is Zongque's."
"Thank you." Zong Que continued, "How much in total, I'll transfer it to you."
Wang Xin was stunned for a moment and said, "Huh? Also transfer ah, this Brother Shuo's meal card, you have to transfer it to Brother Shuo.
"Turn what? Brothers don't have to be so clear about each other. Ling Shuo tied the pipe of soy milk and said lazily.
"That is to say, Brother Shuo is very generous to the little brother." Wang Xin stretched out his hand and met Shangzongque's gaze, stunned that he didn't dare to pat him on the shoulder, "You can rest assured to follow boldly, and it will definitely not treat you badly."
Zong Que replied, "Hmm. After
breakfast, Wang Xin took the garbage and left, the students in the classroom looked different, Ling Shuo picked up the drink on the table, but it was taken away by the hand next to him, he was a little surprised: "You want to screw me?"
Although he was accustomed to the greeting of his little brother before and after the saddle, he was a little flattered and a little bit of a violent creature when he let Xueba screw him.
"Don't drink lately." Zong Que put the drink aside and placed the thermos cup next to him.
Ling Shuo's eyebrows jumped, and the little bit of flattery disappeared, and the shadow of sudden death surfaced in his mind: "How long has it been recently?"
"A week." Zong Que said.
"Okay." Ling Shuo picked up the thermos cup on the side, unscrewed the lid, drank twice, lay on the table and began to sleep.
In the face of life and death, Brother Shuo is still quite obedient, and the week is not long, isn't it just going to bed early and getting up early to eat regularly, what's so difficult?
Hard.
When I went home at night, before I could sit in front of the computer, the message on my phone popped up.
Zongque: Go to bed at ten o'clock on time.
Ling Shuo entered the bedroom at nine forty, and going to bed at ten meant that he had to go to wash.
On the one hand, the game and his passionate teammates, on the other hand, life and death, Brother Shuo naturally will not kill himself, leaving the green mountains behind, not afraid of no firewood.
Wang Xin: Brother Shuo, have you arrived home, the brothers have arrived.
Ling Shuo's eyebrows jumped lightly, feeling that they were really not afraid of death: Don't play, you all go home for me to sleep.
Wang Xin's voice dialed over, and there was a little hesitation between his words: "Brother Shuo, you have been stolen?"
"Let you go back to sleep." Ling Shuo said.
"Brother Shuo, the machines are all on." Wang Xin hesitated a little and said, "The big night is about to welcome the beautiful nightlife, what to sleep."
"Go back, I'll report you guys if you don't go back." Ling Shuo hooked his lips and felt that this trick was very good.
"Brother Shuo, it's not as righteous as you!" Wang Xin was so surprised that he wanted to cry without tears, feeling that their brother Shuo seemed to have changed his core, "I, let's go." The
voice hung up, Ling Shuo went into the bathroom, Wang Xin relayed the orders and threats from their brother Shuo, and received a group of shocked little brothers.
"Boss, did he take the wrong medicine?"
"Brother Shuo, what's wrong with him?"
"Anyway, I have to go back today." Wang Xin said, "Hurry up, hurry up."
The group was reluctant, but still turned off the computer and went out of the Internet café, and then went home to sleep.
At ten o'clock on time, Ling Shuo received a message there: Good night.
These two words were like a wake-up call, better than any rules and regulations, Ling Shuo went to bed, closed his eyes under a very unwilling mind, and repeatedly wandered between the computer and sudden death, originally thought that he couldn't sleep, but did not expect to wake up again when the sky outside was already a little bright.
He got up and touched his phone, and the sound of the alarm just went off.
Slept well and refreshed.
One day is like this, Brother Shuo adapts well, two days is like this, Brother Shuo can still persevere, three days are so... Brother Shuo slept too well at night, he was not sleepy at all during the day, he played enough games alone, read enough novels, and sitting in class was simply tormenting.
Fortunately, he entered the double day leave of the Great Week before his previous achievements were lost.
Friday is closed at noon, and last Saturday and Sunday were two days, which is quite abundant.
At the end of September, it is not too hot, and even if the day is bigger at noon, it is difficult to stop the enthusiasm of the students for the holiday.
The others were in groups of three or five, and Zong Que was led out of the classroom by Ling Shuo's shoulders, and several other people followed, discussing where to go for a good meal.
"There seems to be a new restaurant on the other side of the mall." Li Hao said.
"I'm going to vomit when I eat." Wang Xin said.
"Let's eat hot pot." Zhou Ning said.
"What does Brother Shuo want to eat?" Li Hao asked.
"We are mainly welcoming Zongque this time, what do you want to eat?" Ling Shuo held the other party's shoulder, feeling that this shoulder was very comfortable to hang upright, and it was covered by him at a glance.
"All right." Zong Que said.
"You can also go to the barbecue and negotiate beer." It was proposed.
"Agreed, it's nice to have an iced one." Wang Xin hissed.
"Let's eat hot pot." Zong Que said.
"Zong Que doesn't like barbecue?" Li Hao asked.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"Okay, go to the mall to eat hot pot, Wang Xin, and call two more cars." Ling Shuo said.
"Okay." Wang Xin took out his mobile phone and began to call a car.
A group of people left happily, they left from the teaching area, the onlookers couldn't help but look at it twice, some of the students in the classroom who didn't go out because they stayed at the door for a while just silently packed up their things, and some didn't care about themselves, and some ...
"Zong Que really got mixed up with them?" One student said dismissively.
"He is willing to be a fool, willing to fall, and no one can control it."
"Ling Shuo's family has money, every time he goes back and comes to school, someone picks him up, and the ready-made thighs don't wait for anything."
"Shh, don't say it." Someone stopped it.
"Isn't it better to have a better relationship, as for being said by you?" Someone muttered and walked out the classroom door.
"Don't say it, it's not fun to really reach Ling Shuo's ears."
......
The entrance to the school was slightly blocked, and Zong Que and his group called the car to the mall, and it was almost two o'clock.
A group of tall young people traveling, originally enough to attract attention, and the two young people led by the exceptionally outstanding appearance and fragmented temperament are even more frequently turned back, but so many people saddle the front and horse, inevitably bring a bit of banditry, people dare not easily approach.
The hot pot city here is very large, a few people occupy a large table, the hot pot is hot, and the dishes are on row after row, but it seems that some can't fill the stomachs of these half-sized guys.
"It's a pity that you can't drink, how are we not like adults." Wang Xin said.
"Yes, I will be an adult in just two or three months." Li Hao said.
"Then drink it in two or three months, and if you are drunk, no one cares about you." Ling Shuo drank lemonade, feeling that he was really pure and uncaring, and he had the demeanor of looking at the same table.
He can't drink alcohol, and don't want to drink these few.
"One or two bottles of beer can't get drunk." Wang Xin carried the drink bottle and said, "Whoever is empty there, I'll pour it, Brother Shuo, how can you just drink water."
"I love water." Ling Shuo didn't have a good airway.
Wang Xin: "..."
Brother Shuo is really weird lately.
Wang Xin was adding a drink there, Ling Shuo looked at the person next to him who was eating seriously, the bottom of the pot was a mandarin duck pot, hot oil tumbled, and all of them seemed to be stained with the smell of red oil, but the person next to him seemed to be full of refreshment, not even a drop of sweat, which reminded him of a word Wang Xin said before.
The flower of the flock.
Brother Shuo is not a chicken!
"Order whatever you want, you're welcome, I'll treat you." Ling Shuo said.
"Well, thank you Brother Shuo." Zong Que said.
"Touch it." Ling Shuo shook his cup.
Zong Que put down his chopsticks, picked up his own cup and touched him, and with a crisp sound, everyone else came over to join in the fun.
"Come on, let's touch it too, replace the wine with a drink." Wang Xin said.
A table of people got up and touched each other, Ling Shuo's cup came to his lips, but he subconsciously glanced at the people who drank water right next to him, and then glanced at the brothers who drank lavishly, and it was really a little tainted... Bah, the feeling of pulling the clouds of the sky with these dirt of theirs.
Well, there has been an improvement in the level of language.
Zong Que stopped his chopsticks when he was eight minutes full, except for Ling Shuo, the other few people ate openly.
At the end of the meal, several people sat in place for a while, not wanting to move, chattering idly.
"Eat a hot pot, the whole body is full of this smell."
"Shall we go singing or go to the game city later?" Li Hao asked, "I feel like I haven't sung for a long time."
"With your broken voice, what you sing is just noise, I don't listen." Wang Xin said with disgust.
"I sing badly, Brother Shuo sings well." Li Hao said, "So many of us have been there, Zongque has not been yet, what song will Xueba sing?"
"It won't." Zong Que said.
"I won't just hum two sentences casually, Xueba's voice is still quite good, and the singing must be good." One person said.
"Then go sing." Ling Shuo listened to their shouting, shook the cup lightly and smiled.
As soon as his words came out, it was directly regarded as a hammer.
A group of people ate and chatted for a long time, and when they went out, it was already dusk, Zong Que was not familiar with this generation, but the others found the KTV and were taken into the box.
The heavy door was closed, all sound was cut off, the waiter tried the microphone, and someone had already run over to choose the song.
"Here's the menu." The waiter put the microphone and signaled.
"Let's order a fruit plate, we can order wine here." Wang Xin said, "Brother Shuo, which one do you think is good?"
"The fruit plate is okay, don't drink." Ling Shuo passed by and took a look, and sat down next to Zong Que.
"Brother Shuo, you have really been pure and unconcerned recently, you were arrested by the family?" Wang Xin asked.
"Well, almost..." Ling Shuo replied vaguely, he couldn't tell the reason why he was afraid of death so humiliatingly, he looked at the truly pure humanity on the side, "What songs will you sing?" I'll ask them to help you with the point.
Zong Que looked at the excitement in his eyes and said, "It really won't." The
music he knew was different from the world.
"If you don't listen to the song, hum two sentences." Ling Shuo said, "You can sing along with the original song."
He was really curious about what this man was like singing.
"I haven't heard of it usually." Zong Que said.
"Brother Shuo, what song do you order?" Li Hao asked.
"Whatever, you guys singbar. Ling Shuo was a little interested, he came to listen to Zong Que singing, but people wouldn't.
"You can listen to a random song first." Zhou Ning said next to him.
"Found it, found it." Li Hao said.
They lit there, and the majestic voice poured out of the stereo, and someone here had already taken the microphone and said, "Hey, I can sing this song."
"This me song!" Li Hao also took a microphone.
The prelude ended, the lines were together, and the two voices sang in a rush, strong enough, but none of them closed the tune of the original song.
The light and shadow disappeared, Zong Que sat there, and the afterlight fell on the body of the young man beside him.
He sat a little lazy, his eyes jumping the light and shadow on the screen, with a smile at the corner of his lips, and occasionally showing a slightly disgusted expression: "Are you two singing or roaring?"
"This song is all about being imposing!" Li Hao's voice came out of the earpiece, very loud.
The cut fruit plate was sent in, and the various fruits were put on a good shape, Zong Que glanced at it and heard the inquiry next to him: "Is it okay to eat fruit now?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied with a somewhat hesitant look on his face.
"That's good." Ling Shuo cocked his legs, leaned over and took a piece of watermelon with a fork, and found himself something to do.
[Host, don't you report this time?] 1314 asked.
They are generally not allowed in such places.
[It's okay, I looked at him. Zong Que said.
It's okay to just sing.
The ghosts in the box howled one song after another, and Zong Que only regarded it as the noise of the environment, his eyes slightly drooping, to distinguish the tune.
The songs changed one after another, and when the soothing and light tune sounded, someone shouted: "Brother Shuo, Brother Shuo, your song."
"I'm almost vomiting this song, you haven't heard enough of it?" Although Ling Shuo said this, he still put down his fork and took the microphone placed on the table.
"Brother Shuo, you are our main force!" Wang Xin counted, "All they sing is noise.
"Whoever says it's noise, you're noisy."
Zong Que raised his eyes and looked at the name on the screen: young and frivolous.
The lyrics emerged, the intro sounded, and a soft voice clearance came from the microphone.
The sound in the microphone will change slightly, but it will still not lose its essence.
The intro ends, and the voice that opens the voice when entering the tune is slightly faster than half a beat, but it is adjusted in time.
"The annual rings remember the time, the starry sky records the dream, you in the dream have blurred your appearance, but you remember the youth and frivolity..."
The young man's voice is very magnetic, with a little youth and unsteady ventilation, but it is full of vitality and warmth belonging to this age.
Zong Que's gaze fell on his body, the young man's chin was slightly raised when he sang, his body stretched and relaxed, his eyes danced with light, soothing the sharpness between his eyebrows, revealing the most vigorous appearance of this age.
This is the vitality and vitality that he cannot have even imitated, fresh and presumptuous.
The young man's eyes turned slightly, and the smile was slightly deep, and when he crossed a streamer, he suddenly got up and approached, and handed the microphone over: "Sing along." The
lyrics of the song are repeated once, and now it's a new round.
His eyes were full of expectation, and Zong Que listened to the tune and spoke: "You in your dream have blurred your appearance, but you remember being young and frivolous..."
His voice was cold, such a voice contained the feelings of the tune, coming out of the microphone, but it made the original singer seem to be a little more ingenious, making Ling Shuo's ears itchy at that moment, his back numb, and the whole person had a feeling of excitement.
His eyes widened slightly, looking at the person looking at him in front of him, and the smile in his eyes suddenly deepened: "It's a good song."
"Lying groove, who sang that sentence just now?" Li Hao asked, "Lao Tzu has a stirring spirit behind him.
"Xueba really opens his mouth and kneels when he sings." Wang Xin praised, "I thought that our brother Shuo could debut in place."
"The way that comes out in the morning, the apology that comes out at noon, and the circle that retreats at night." Ling Shuo turned his head and said, and the breath in his heart slowly relaxed.
"I can't say that, we are handsome!" Wang Xin said with a smile.
"Xueba sings so well, sing two more." Zhou Ning handed the microphone over.
"No need, just learned that sentence." Zong Que refused.
"I said I learned it now, and I lost a word." Li Hao quipped.
"Well, misremembered." Zong Que said.
"Sing two more songs, this time mainly for you, it's okay if you sing badly, anyway, there are no outsiders." Wang Xin handed the microphone over and said, "Don't be shy, Xueba, right, Brother Shuo?"
Zong Que knows that he is passionate, but the song is the most emotional, if you just play it may not hear anything, but if you sing it, it is a blatant declaration of it, which will scare people away: "No need, you can just sing it."
"Just listen to Xueba sing a sentence, and it's addictive." Ling Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone raised slightly, "Sing it yourself."
"Okay, obey." Wang Xin agreed very quickly, and continued to cry wolf howls with a group of people.
Time passed with the light and shadow disappearing minute by minute, Ling Shuo occasionally pinched the mobile phone, but his gaze unconsciously fell on the body of the person next to him, although the current tune was messy, but that sentence seemed to have been echoing in his ears, making him want to hear the other party really sing a song, but also seemed a little afraid to listen.
In case the five tones are incomplete, this newly established image of the god of song can completely collapse.
"This environment is too dark, try not to look at the phone." Zong Que looked at him several times and spoke.
"I have had good eyesight since I was a child, and I am not myopic." Ling Shuo's eyebrows were lightly raised, and his eyes were a little proud.
Zong Que looked at him and said, "Soon." Ling Shuo
: "..."
He forgot that this guy was still a divine doctor.
He wanted to say whether the other party was lying to him, but Uncle Qian went to the hospital to check it, and what the other party said was completely true, without the slightest adulteration, and he couldn't not believe it.
No matter how wild he is, he still has to listen to the elite, which is his father's accumulated experience for many years.
"Okay." Ling Shuo put away his phone and continued to fork the fruit, "Next time I won't sing with them again, let's go to the game city, hey, have you been to the game city?"
Zong Que spoke, "No.
"I know you good students haven't been there, do you want to try it once?" Ling Shuo asked with a smile.
Although there is a suspicion of dragging students into the water, it is not interesting to study in a day.
Zong Que replied, "Hmm. Those
places are nothing more than some shooting machines, catching doll machines, but if the other party is interested, he can also go together.
"This mall has it, let's go." Ling Shuo waited for his words, and directly put down his fork and got up.
He said that the wind is rain, and Zong Que raised his wrist and glanced at the time: "It's not early."
"Tomorrow is the weekend, and there is plenty of time." Ling Shuo came over and pulled his arm, "Let them sing here by themselves, I'll take you to play."
"Brother Shuo, where are you going?" Wang Xin was the first to notice this and asked.
Zong Que raised his head, looked at the anticipation in the young man's eyes and spoke, "You have to go to bed at ten o'clock." Ling
Shuo also glanced at the time, he ate hot pot today, and it would be a long time to go back to take a bath, and it was indeed not early.
"Why did Brother Shuo go to bed at ten o'clock?" Wang Xin asked.
Ling Shuo glanced at him and said, "I'm willing."
"What do you ask, this must be the new rule of the mother, our brother Shuo is still a prince." Li Hao pulled the person aside and muttered.
Before becoming emperor, he had to stay under the Five Finger Mountain.
"Then come out and play together tomorrow." Ling Shuo invited.
"There is homework during the holidays." Zong Que reminded.
Two and a half days of vacation, not all for play, all kinds of homework.
"Xueba, this yearWho also writes homework. Wang Xin said, "We all worked the afternoon we arrived at school.
"So he's a top student." Ling Shuo asked, "Then how long can you finish writing?" Although he accepted the younger brother,
he didn't really plan to let the family abandon learning, and the boss didn't do this.
"Tomorrow morning." Zong Que said.
"How many rolls are there?" Can you finish writing in a morning? Li Hao exclaimed, "Can I copy it?"
"I, I want to copy it too." Another boy said.
"And me and me," Zhou Ning said.
"You don't get it that right." Ling Shuo said.
"Boss, whoever copies all the homework will definitely pick and copy." Wang Xin said, "Is it okay?
A group of people stared, and Zong Que spoke, "Yes."
At least they are willing to write, and some things are in a hurry.
"Great, long live Xueba, every time I die of difficulty borrowing homework, those characters can't be recognized." Wang Xin said happily, "Our team finally has a pillar.
"Then go to the Xuebajia tomorrow." Li Hao said.
"Don't go to his house, go to mine." Ling Shuo remembered the scale of Shengjing Yuan, if all of them were squeezed into Xueba's house, they wouldn't frighten their parents, "I'll let Uncle Qian pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Brother Shuo is proud." Wang Xin gave a thumbs up.
"Let's go, it's time too." Ling Shuo looked at the time.
Zong Que got up and followed behind him, and the group came out, and the night had risen.
"I didn't expect that we would meet one day to study." Wang Xin sighed.
"But no, with one more top student, our team has been sublimated." Li Hao was also very emotional.
"Sublimated, you write it yourself." Ling Shuo turned around.
Several people brushed and laughed together, and Wang Xin said: "My brain is rusty, and I can't move."
Ling Shuo sighed, and said as the car drove over: "Then let's go first, see you tomorrow morning." Zong
Que went down and opened the left car door, Ling Shuo sat in, watched the door close, and saw that the other party went around the back of the car to the right and sat in, very ... Stylish?
"Xueba is really handsome." Wang Xin sighed as the car drove away.
"Agreed." Others agreed.
It's literally shrouded in holy light.