School grass No. 1 pet: Domineering kisses all night long!

Chapter 441 Highly Compelling Date (4)

(four in one)

"Hey!" She couldn't stand still and fell into his arms.

Is this worth it?She panicked and struggled—

"You...what are you going to do, don't mess around..."

However, as soon as he raised his head, he met a pair of deep and bright eyes like a civet cat.

The sight that seemed to be able to penetrate all secrets was looking at her carefully, making her heart skip a beat.

An Shengyu suddenly broke into a smile, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and tucked his upper lip, trying his best to seduce him, as if he was coveting a plate of delicious food.

"Mengmeng, I didn't eat French food, how will you compensate me?"

Lin Mengmeng froze all over, her heart pounding: "Aren't we all full, how can we make up for it?"

"Just let's have a French kiss."

He just stared at her like this, bowed his head and bullied her, without giving her any time to react, and in the blink of an eye, he approached her sweet and delicious lips.

Lin Mengmeng was astonished by his sudden movement, she never thought that brother Xiaoyu would be like this...

color……

Since when did you start to have that evil idea?Can't we just come out and make an appointment? ?These boys...

Of course she wanted to avoid it, but everything happened too fast, she couldn't avoid it, An Shengyu's breath hit her face, and in the next second...

Frightened, she subconsciously closed her eyes.

"I'm most afraid of the sudden silence of the air", Ashin sang so in the song, and in reality, the same thing happened.

At this critical moment, a pressure brewing in An Shengyu's body found a way out along the throat, and he burped unfortunately.

"Well..."

Almost at the same time, An Shengyu let go, and Lin Mengmeng's waist was freed. The two took a step back and looked at each other for a moment.

Wow, the air is extremely quiet, An Shengyu's heart is broken at the moment, while Lin Mengmeng found the missing spiritual head after a brief moment of stupefaction, and burst into laughter——

"Hahahaha... Xiao, brother Xiaoyu, are you here to be funny hahahaha... actually hiccupped..."

Because of her series of unrestrained laughter, An Shengyu almost doubted that his brilliance and martial arts for more than ten years had been planted on this hateful hiccup.

He immediately blushed uncontrollably, embarrassingly defending himself:

"Laughing...what are you laughing at! Humans can hiccup. Could it be that you haven't hiccupped before?? Didn't you just eat a little too much? Boys eat more than girls..."

But no matter how he quibbles, the only response to him is "hahahaha" laughter. He has no choice but to look up at the sky helplessly, complaining that God didn't help him, and he is about to confess his first kiss, you The old man came to make trouble...

When Lin Mengmeng got tired of laughing, tears came out, she stumbled out of the selfie camera like a deflated balloon, took a few breaths of fresh air, and barely stopped the urge to laugh, and choked out a complete sentence:
"You know, my idol, the Chameleons, they don't burp, fart, pick their boogers, pick their feet, watch 'action movies', or even go to the bathroom , is so perfect..."

After speaking, she was moved by her black and cold humor again, and the corners of her mouth rose again.In the minds of fans, idols are so "out of this world".

An Shengyu just wanted to erase the memory just now, and wanted to change the subject, "So you like chameleons, I've heard their songs, it's pretty good."

"That's natural! Their concert is great, I used to sit in the first row of VIP seats..."

Amitabha, put aside the matter of hiccups for now.

After lunch, I took another walk, where do I go next?
In order to restore the lost dignity, An Shengyu made up his mind to carry out the high-quality work to the end:

"Let's go to the City Art Center to watch a concert! The Seven-Color Light Choir in S City, I've heard of it, it's very popular in scarves recently."

"Seven colors of light?" Lin Mengmeng thought for a while, "Oh! Is it the youth choir that has been in the hot search for bibs? I often create some very down-to-earth divine songs, which perfectly combine elegant art and diaosi culture. The representative work is "Grab the Red Envelope" It must have something to do with character."

The Seven-color Light Choir was born in the famous S Conservatory of Music. It is composed of more than 40 college students majoring in vocal music. Its conductor is a young composer and is very famous. He also serves as the head of the choir.

Imagine that after the audience is used to the elegant eight-part singing of "Yangchun Baixue", they will suddenly hear the "Xia Libaren"-style Tucao Divine Comedy, and they will definitely feel fresh.Who would have thought that the word "grab a red envelope" could still be heard in a spacious and holy concert hall?
So as soon as this choir became popular, it immediately set off a considerable controversy. Some people said that it was keeping up with the times and advancing with the times, while others criticized them for being self-sufficient and blindly kitsch.

But no matter what, they proved one point with the facts: if elegant art is to be accepted by the common people, it must pay attention to strategy. Blindly "tall" will not only lose the audience, but also make the artist unable to afford food due to financial constraints .

"Well, that's them."

Seeing that Lin Mengmeng was interested, An Shengyu tried his best to encourage him: "They are coming to hold a concert today, do you want to go and listen to it?"

"sure."

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Lin Mengmeng was a little disappointed when she opened the performance list of the Colorful Light Choir:

"What, why is there no song "Grab the Red Envelope"?"

Looking around, they are all serious songs, such as "Hallelujah", "the.rose", "Laputa in the Sky", "Ode to Joy", "The Moon Represents My Heart", "Snowflake's Happiness" , "Riding on the Wings of Singing"...

"But the seven-color light is a serious choir." An Shengyu didn't think it mattered, as long as he sang well.

"But I just want to listen to my own songs..."

Lin Mengmeng didn't study music, and she didn't have much appreciation. She just came here to play soy sauce and listen to the Divine Comedy. Now if she was to sit on pins and needles for nine to ten minutes in this artistic atmosphere, even if she didn't have ADHD, she would have ADHD.

An Shengyu nodded slightly and reminded: "Mengmeng, have you forgotten the theme of our date today?"

Lin Mengmeng replied in a painful tone: "I know, it's high-quality."

"Then listen to it carefully. This is the real art, which is completely different from vulgar music. Listen to this more, and you can cultivate your sentiment..."

"Okay, okay," Lin Mengmeng gave up with a sigh, and interrupted him: "Isn't it enough?" Anyway, I'm not paying the bill.

*
After entering the concert hall, Lin Mengmeng realized that there were many people with the same "impure" thoughts as her.It seems that they were all fans of the popular Weibo circle.

Before the performance, according to regulations, the mobile phone must be turned to silent.Otherwise, it would be very impolite and uneducated if the mobile phone suddenly rang during the performance.

Unfortunately, among the hundreds of audience members, there are always one or two "deaf people" who insist on turning on the ringtone of their mobile phones, and when the Seven Color Light Choir sings the first song, Phoenix Legend's "The Most Dazzling National Style" It rang out in the audience.

Just imagine, the singer on the stage is singing "Hallelujah" with all his heart, listening carefully to other people's voices in order to cooperate, but suddenly forcibly inserts the rhythm of "moving times and hitting times" in "The Most Dazzling National Style". Minutes forced the performers to get into a show, and their minds were full of pictures of grandparents dancing in the square!How can you sing the essence of "Hallelujah"? ? ?

So the conductor's waving arms stopped immediately.

As soon as he stopped, the singer also shut up.Although they didn't speak, they must have beaten the unruly person in their hearts.

Lin Mengmeng's chest tightened, for fear that they would stop acting because of anger.

But the conductor just frowned and glanced at the auditorium, made a "silence" gesture, then turned around, and said helplessly to the members:
"Let's sing it all over again."

The soundtrack and singing voice came to mind again, as if nothing happened.

Sure enough, he is a conductor who has seen the world.Lin Mengmeng couldn't help being a little sad: I don't know how many "mobile phone interference" he has experienced before he can cultivate to such a state.

Because of this incident, the audience became self-conscious. They condemned the "perpetrator" with their eyes, and then restrained their behavior, while preventing their children from yelling.

On stage and off stage, harmony returns.

Lin Mengmeng originally thought that she would fall asleep, but she didn't expect that the singing of the Seven Colors Light Choir was so charming and ethereal, and she listened attentively.

Of course, it may also be because she seldom has the opportunity to come to the concert hall, and she feels novelty about everything.

As she listened, her shoulders suddenly sank.

Turning around, I almost laughed out loud——

I saw Brother Xiaoyu with his eyes closed, his face tired, his upper body tilted to one side, his head resting on Lin Mengmeng's shoulder, his breathing was steady, apparently he had fallen asleep.

It is estimated that even if the choir members sit next to him and sing, they will not wake up Zhou Gong.Ha ha.

Lin Mengmeng pursed her lips, tried her best to hold back her laughter, and let him lean on her, sarcastically:
"Brother Xiaoyu, I won't believe anything you say in the future! You even persuaded me to listen to the concert, saying that you want to cultivate your sentiments. What about your own sentiments? Who will save them?"

*
An Shengyu himself didn't know why he was so sleepy.

In order not to tarnish his image in front of Lin Mengmeng, he pinched his thigh hard, the pain was excruciating, but he still couldn't bear the heavy eyelids, so he finally let himself go and fell asleep.

However, just when he was in a fog, suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his right arm.He snorted, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up straight in a daze, turned his arm to look, and found a large group of red marks, as if he had been pinched, and he still used the painful "rotating" technique Twist, the pain has not disappeared for a long time.

Damn, who is pinching me? !
He angrily looked towards the seat on the right, but there was only a quiet little girl sitting there, she was still leaning on her mother, she looked like a good girl, she would not engage in such pranks, let alone be cruel.

He quickly scanned the back row again, and found no suspicious person. Everyone was watching the performance seriously, and no one cared about his angry expression.

I go……

He looked down at his arm again, and saw a faint bruise.

Could it be that I was dreaming and pinching myself?He is confused.

"Are you awake?" Lin Mengmeng asked lightly when she saw him looking around.

"Yeah." An Shengyu had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had to pretend nothing had happened.

Lin Mengmeng finally seized the opportunity to tease him, and teased, "Did you sleep well?"

"Hey." He scratched his head shyly.

When I woke up, the performance of the Choir of Seven Colors of Light had come to an end, at least they had finished singing all the songs on the performance list.

The conductor turned his head and led the members to bow to the audience. The audience responded with applause, and some even stood up and applauded.

I thought I could leave the field immediately, but the conductor took the microphone and said with a smile:

"Thank you everyone. Next, please allow us to sing a last self-composed song-"It's Time to Wake Up", dedicated to the sleepy friends in the audience."

The audience smiled knowingly, and the applause became more enthusiastic.

Lin Mengmeng whispered: "Brother Xiao Yu, listen, this is a song for you."

An Shengyu wanted to save face and refused to admit it: "Cut, I woke up just now."

Soon, the audience fell silent again, and a beautiful woman sat in front of the grand piano and began to play.

The brisk melody slanted out, followed by the beautiful and clear singing voices of the chorus members.

Wow, this is the other side of the Seven-Color Light Choir. It does not talk about classical, romantic, ethnic, or jazz styles, but only sings life with the hearts of ordinary people, like a wonderful flower born from the cracks in reality.

More than 40 singers stood in two rows, with smiles on their faces, singing passionately——

it's time to wake up

viewers, friends

Ladies, and folks!
How boring are concerts?
Get everyone drunk?
maybe you are in a dream
faintly hear me singing

I have worked so hard in the cold window for so long

only developed the talent for hypnosis

I just have one question,
What the hell are you dreaming about?
Is it Qionglou Yuyu, or the clear sky?

I want to be in your dream

Pick up the megaphone and sing out loud:

It's time to wake up,
viewers, friends,
Ladies, and folks!
If the sound is loud enough,
It can shake you so that you can't sleep

What, you want to beat me?

I'm sorry, Uncle Security is there

don't mess around, don't mess around
Can you take care of me on stage?
Listen carefully, my heart?

I swallowed six golden throat lozenges,

I mustered up the courage to go on stage.

Friends on the opposite mountain,
please don't laugh please don't laugh

What I am most afraid of is the parents who come to support the show
You even bought flowers
Why are you still dozing off?

Did I send it by phone charge?
I really want to be in your ear,

Pick up the megaphone and sing out loud:

It's time to wake up,
viewers, friends,
Ladies, and folks!
Perhaps my enthusiasm,

no one can understand

But music can really save the world
i never doubted

Yes, it is
在 我 的 心 里

never doubted

*
The melodious singing lingered in the ears, some people appreciated it, some shook their heads, and some left the stage angrily with their hands behind their backs.

But those who stayed, those who liked this song, turned on their mobile phone flashlights one after another, held it up high, waved it with the rhythm, and let the shimmering light merge into a sea of ​​stars.

Can music save the world? ?uncertain.At least, it can find a bosom friend.

　Thank you for the reward~~ Dear friends, it's time to wake up, hurry up and vote for recommendation! ~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)