at first i just wanted to sing

Chapter 189
The readers' dislike of Duan Zhengchun reached the extreme at this moment.

Self-proclaimed romantic, but have no responsibility, in fact, this kind of person is the most indifferent and selfish in his heart, only thinking about himself, seemingly infatuated, but the most ruthless.

And after everyone read it, they found out that there was an Easter Egg Chapter, two soundtracks and a song. When everyone listened to it and thought about poor Azhu, it was even more regrettable in the barrage and comments.

But the melancholy in my heart has been partially relieved, after all, no one will really be too obsessed with the characters in the book, and then feel too much sorrow for their ending.

When they heard "The Tomb of Infatuation", everyone found that Feng Nan sang it himself, and specifically explained that it was Ah Zhu's personal theme song. It seems that Xu Xian also knew what he had done, and knew how to use music to make up for everyone.

It's just this music that makes people listen to sadness.

There are also good things from the self-media, who urgently wrote an article to analyze A Zhu's death, so let's take a look at this hot topic, such as:
"Ah Zhu's fate was doomed from the very beginning, even God cannot save it!" "

"Just now, Xu Xian actually did such an outrageous thing..."

"Tianlong updated to Chapter 23, the most disgusting scene appeared..."

I have to say that when it comes to the title, the self-media is far more shocking than the previous "Shock!There will be more "what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, etc.", with some titles, even Xu Xian can't help but want to click on it, and "Dragon Babu" is the most recent and most popular novel, and many people have contributed traffic to it.

And as for the "Send Blades to Xu Xian" activity temporarily opened on the reading platform, a virtual blade costs [-] cents, and in a short while, it sold for [-]...
A block is money, not a share. In other words, if it is replaced with a real blade, Xu has already received 100 million pieces——

"It's exaggerated." Xu Xian muttered to himself, he actually thought it was fun, thinking about how much he could sell for a dime a piece of virtual blades, and then he and Sister Nan would do more business for some money Coming out and donating to charity can also quench the anger of some readers.

But now it seems that the anger of these people far exceeds my imagination.

Feng Nan looked at the data on the mobile phone page that was still trying to enlarge, and said silently: "I have seen several of them that are [-] pieces at a time."

Xu Xian changed his face: "How can I send so many? Let them send them piece by piece. They will get annoyed after sending them a few times. This is going to cut me into pieces."

Feng Nan reminded him intimately: "It's already 130 million dollars now."

Xu Xian was so frightened that he shivered and hid in Feng Nan's arms like a quail: "Sister, save me~"

Feng Nan was angry and funny, and was about to smack Xu Xian's head twice. After thinking about it, this was his baby, so he patted his shoulder instead: "Today is only the first day."

Xu Xian arched, found a comfortable angle and position for himself, and said sadly: "Am I the one who doesn't know how to love my girlfriend? I'm just too scared to come here for comfort. I just want a hug. Your mind is too unhealthy."

Feng Nan pinched Xu Xian's face and scolded with a smile, "Shameless."

Xu Xian raised his head and made a grimace: "Do you like it or not?"

Feng Nan: "I like it."

Xiao Hei: "..." Human language is too complicated, I can't understand it, but I think there is some great information hidden in it, is there any connotation?

The two stayed tender for a while, before Feng Nan said, "In "Tian Long Ba Bu", there are actually quite a lot of flaws, and there are many unreasonable things in the plot, but they are covered up by the characters' strengths and the main story line."

Xu Xian said lazily: "In this way, there is room for adaptation of the TV series. If the writing is too perfect and the adaptation is poor, then the director and screenwriter must not be scolded to death."

Feng Nan thought about it for a while, and said, "Let the director and screenwriter think about the plot and the direction of improvement, and the soundtrack is all there. If it's not that the script is incomplete and can't pass the approval, we can start filming now."

Xu Xian: "There are still several songs, and Xiao Feng and A Zhu's songs have not been written yet."

Feng Nan was surprised: "Then why didn't you write it out?"

Xu Xian lay on Feng Nan's body and didn't want to move. Sister Nan was fragrant and soft. Writing a song was not as comfortable as holding Sister Nan. He closed his eyes and murmured: "I want to write a duet in Cantonese, but with my plastic accent, they don't like it." You know how many times you have laughed at me, and I don't want you to be laughed at with me."

For a while, Feng Nan didn't know whether he should be moved or laugh at Xu Xian. Netizens laughed at his plastic Cantonese, which hurt his self-esteem.

Feng Nan cheered him on: "Actually, it's very easy to learn. You're so smart, you learned it quickly."

Then she said a few words.

Xu Xian sat up from Feng Nan's arms, looked at her with shocked eyes, with strong disbelief: "When did you learn Cantonese?"

Feng Nan tidied up the clothes that Xu Xian had messed up, stroked his hair, and said casually: "It's the end of last month, I'm going to Hong Kong Island on May [-]st, so I learned it in advance and found it's quite simple."

Xu Xian was dumbfounded and stammered, "Simple? Then why can't I learn it?"

Feng Nan thought about it, "Maybe I'm too smart?"

Xu Xian became angry from embarrassment: "You are just cornering the corner and calling me stupid."

Feng Nan touched Xu Xian's head with a smile, looked at him with caring eyes, and comforted him: "God has opened a door for you, and he must close a window for you. You are so good at writing songs, why not?" Linguistic talent is also understandable."

Xu Xian's face was flushed, and it took a while before he said slowly: "I didn't realize that you are quite good at comforting people."

Feng Nan nodded in agreement: "I will comfort you more in the future."

Xu Xian looked at Feng Nan seriously, and said, "Then can we not talk, but use other methods?"

Feng Nan just wanted to ask what method to do, but when he saw Xu Xian staring at his lips, he suddenly understood and turned back to the bedroom.

I've lived with this little rascal for a long time, so I understand all of this in seconds, Feng Nan, your mind is dirty, and you can't save it.

Xu Xian avenged Feng Nan's heartache, and went to the study room humming a ditty. It's still early, so I can write the song first. As for whether I can sing or not, after I work hard to learn Cantonese, I will definitely let you Those who have laughed at me will look at me with admiration!

Forget it, Sister Nan, there is no need to look at her with admiration, there is naturally a way to let her know the results of her studies.

In other words, how do you pronounce dad in Cantonese, baabaa, or laodou.

This is a question worth studying.

Xu Xian hummed the song and wrote out the song with Feng Nan just now in the study.

"Liangwangyanshuili", one of the representative works of "Huihuang" in the previous life, although the words are chaotic, the meaning is elegant, and there are many good sentences. The scale can be deep or shallow, which is admirable.

(End of this chapter)