Gold Medal Wife Appointment: President Lu, there is a way to lock the door

Chapter 80 A Flowering Tree

Li Zhi listened to a recording, and it was lost in another place, how could she find it, and even if she did, it would take a long time.

"Do you know what the content of the recording is?" She felt that instead of looking for a needle in a haystack, it would be better to find another way.

At any rate, she is also a dubber. During college, she dubbed a lot of voices for game companies. If she knew the content, she might be able to record a part for Lu Li herself.

"It's like a poem, Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree" recited by a woman. I think it's the same, but he has a soft spot for that voice." Cheng Pei heard it once, but it's nothing to him anyway. It's special, but Baby Lu Li's is not good.

After the recording was lost, he became very angry, and even asked someone to search for it, but they couldn't find it again.

"A flowering tree?" Li Zhi repeated it uncertainly. This poem was also her favorite, and she didn't expect Lu Li to like it too.

"Yes, anyway, it's that song. I guess you can't find it. Anyway, he has been searched for many times, but he couldn't find it." Cheng Pei only knew that Lu Li cared about this, as for the others, he really didn't see him. interested in.

"Haven't you heard it? Then listen to me recite it once. Does it sound like that voice?" Li Zhi thought to give it a try. Anyway, it would take time to find it. Why don't you study it yourself.

Cheng Pei is bored anyway, so he can listen to it, maybe he can abuse Li Zhi on purpose.

"A flowering tree

How to make you meet me

At my most beautiful moment

For this
I have prayed to the Buddha for 500 years
Beg it to make us a bond

Buddha turned me into a tree
Grow by the road you must pass by
Full of flowers under the sun cautiously

Blossoming is the hope of my past life
When you approach
Please listen carefully
Trembling leaves are my passion for waiting

And you finally passed by ignoring

Fell on the ground behind you
Friends, those are not petals
It is my withered heart. "

Li Zhi recited it in a low voice, very devoted and emotional. She is very familiar with this poem. It is a work she has liked for many years, and she likes it very much every time she reads it.

Cheng Pei originally only wanted to hit Li Zhi, but he didn't expect him to be fascinated by what he heard.

Li Zhi's seemingly weak voice is mixed with fortitude, the unique gentleness of a woman, coupled with the narration of life in nature, it is fascinating to listen to.

What shocked him the most was Li Zhi's voice, which was exactly the same as the recording Lu Li had heard before, even the pronunciation and exhalation were the same.

"Have you recited this poem somewhere before?" Cheng Pei didn't believe that there is such a similar sound in the world, even if it is imitated, it cannot be exactly the same, and Li Zhi has never heard the original sound.

"It seems to be there, but it's not a formal occasion, and I can't remember clearly. What's wrong? Can't it? Then I can try another voice." Li Zhi liked that poem so much, so he did recite it at the class meeting before. Once, but it's been so long that she can't remember clearly.

"No, no, just the one just now. It's already very good. It's exactly the same as what my brother heard. Just follow the recitation just now and find a recording pen to record it." Cheng Pei felt that this matter was too strange, how could it be possible? So similar.

As soon as Li Zhi heard this, it was done, it was too simple.But since Lu Li likes this so much, she will sell her voice and record a copy for him for free.

"Sister-in-law, where were you when you recited this poem before?" Cheng Pei thought it couldn't be such a coincidence.

(End of this chapter)