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He glanced at Tan Yuan’s shoes, but was interrupted by two melodies that popped up in his head.

Ling Feng turned around, went to the musical instrument room and started playing the piano.

Forget everything Li Yao explained.

When the program team came over, they were very excited, and the two said excitedly: “We are filming Ling Feng today, we must pretend to be casual in our shots, shoot more content, maybe there will be some unexpected gains. ”

The two began to knock on the door.

As a result, no one came to open the door for a long time.

The two looked at each other suspiciously: “Could it be that he didn’t hear it?”

The two began to knock on the door harder, and at the same time the doorbell rang continuously.

But unfortunately, Ling Feng’s musical instrument room was specially decorated by Li Yao.

The walls of the room are all made of sound-proof materials, because they are afraid that the sound of Ling Feng playing the piano will affect other people.

But one of the disadvantages of this kind of decoration is that if he doesn’t make a phone call, Ling Feng has no idea what’s going on outside.

The most frightening thing is that every time Ling Feng starts to practice his musical instrument, he is completely in a state of ecstasy.

Not to mention looking at the phone.

The staff of the program group were pitiful, they stood outside the door for 20 minutes unknowingly.

They were also watched warily by the neighbors across the door, as if preparing to call the police.

Although the continuous doorbell didn’t call Ling Feng, it did wake Tan Yuan up.

Tan Yuan was wearing short sleeves, and opened the door in a daze.

As a result, when the door was pushed open, there was a burst of intense flashing lights.

The staff were also dumbfounded. Who was this dazed afro in front of him?

“Who are you?”

“Who are you?”

The two spoke at the same time, but they both looked astonished.

Two staff members asked awkwardly: “Isn’t this Ling Feng’s home?”

Tan Yuan asked, “What are you asking him for?”

Judging from Tan Yuan’s reaction, he should know Ling Feng.

The two breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

He took out his work ID from his pocket: “We are from the program group of “Sheng Hai Yue Ge”, and we came here this time to shoot some life-like tidbits.”

The two poked their necks and looked into the room.

Suddenly, the sound of a violin came from a certain room.

The two hurriedly set up the camera and tiptoed towards that room.

They knocked lightly on the door twice, and they knew that Ling Feng would definitely not be able to hear them.

Then he opened the door suddenly: “Hi, Ling Feng!”

Ling Feng was sitting on the chair with his head up and his eyes closed, but the movement of playing the violin in his hands didn’t stop.

Hearing that someone was coming, Ling Feng raised his eyelids to take a look, and then said, “How did you get in?”

“Treading the Stars”

Tan Yuan had an afro on his head, with a resentful expression on his face [ ] from the novel group 9: 8, 0! 2: 05? 8, 5. 6 said at the door: “If someone wants to come over, why don’t you say something? I’m so embarrassed The appearance of the show came out directly.”

Ling Feng looked at the camera before remembering: “Oh, I just said to put your shoes in order! But I forgot.”

Tan Yuan and two staff members: “…”

Everyone had black lines all over their heads and looked confused.

What exactly is this person talking about?

Is his brain circuit slower than others?

Tan Yuan glanced at the time. It was only after 2 o’clock, and he could still sleep for a while.

He yawned and said, “Go ahead, I’ll go back to sleep first.”

Only Ling Feng and the two program staff were left in the room.

They pointed their cameras at Ling Feng. They thought that he would practice for about half an hour, but they probably stopped.

Unexpectedly, Ling Feng practiced for an hour, and the camera ran out of battery.

The program crew had no choice but to replace the spare batteries prepared in advance.

The two of them said helplessly: “Mr. Lingfeng, how long do you have to practice?”

Ling Feng said without raising his head: “This afternoon is my practice time.”

These two people were about to collapse.

They originally thought that some explosive scenes would definitely be recorded today.

In the end, the sound of the music was explosive enough.

But they found that when Ling Feng practiced the piano, his brain could still analyze problems and think.

It feels like the two systems are working independently.

The two staff members asked a few questions by the way: “Mr. Lingfeng, do you think yourDo you feel pressured to participate in this program? ”

Ling Feng said smoothly: “There’s no pressure, it’s just a matter of convenience.”

The staff continued to ask: “Many people now say that you have ever-changing styles, and you can even catch songs like “Little Three” at your fingertips. Do you have anything to say about the compliments from netizens?”

Ling Feng said: “A person can only wear one style of clothes. You can say that he has a personality, or he is boring. I don’t want to be the person who only wears one kind of clothes. What I want to do is, no matter you Give me any color and style of clothes, and I can match them into a dazzling work in the shortest time.”

The two staff members don’t have strong interviewing skills, but they feel that it’s not an option to continue doing so.

But Ling Feng’s answer seems to have exceeded the scope of their current answer.

The two laughed awkwardly: “Hahaha, really excellent! Uh, we see that you seem to know a lot of musical instruments here, have you studied them specifically?”

Ling Feng said: “Just play around, play music.”

When Ling Feng finished answering this question, the world went silent.

Seeing that the two of them were at a loss, Ling Feng said, “Let me sing a song for you.”

The two of them went crazy with excitement in an instant, and nodded again and again: “Okay, okay.”

One of them excitedly inserted a new memory card.

Holding the guitar in his arms, Ling Feng suddenly remembered the song “Little Lucky” he heard yesterday.

He feels that such a good song deserves to be heard by more people.

He plucked a few notes lightly, and said, “This song was composed by a friend I know. It’s called “Little Lucky”.”

Ling Feng sat quietly on the chair, without any makeup on his face.

But there is an unattainable taste.

“I hear the raindrops falling on the green grass;

I heard the bell ringing for the end of get out of class in the distance;

But I didn’t hear your voice;

Seriously call my name…”

As soon as Ling Feng’s voice sounded, the two staff members suddenly had goose bumps all over their bodies.

“Damn, this sounds too good!”

“This song wasn’t written by Ling Feng? Did he just say that his friend wrote it?”

The two of them searched the Internet out of curiosity.

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The two of them did find this song in the music player.

But the two looked at each other with shock on their faces: “This song is actually sung by a woman?”

Afterwards, the gossip souls of the two began to ignite.

I feel that there is more content to dig.

But Ling Feng was not predictable, and said directly to the camera: “This song is a song by a female friend I met a few days ago. The song is really good. I think it’s a pity that a good song is not heard by everyone. thing.”

Ling Feng put down the guitar and asked, “Can I go to the program group now?”

The two nodded in astonishment: “Yes, can you go there now?”

Ling Feng glanced at the time and said, “Go there early, you are disturbing my roommate’s rest at home.”

… Both of us didn’t talk much, okay?

It’s you who have been playing!

However, whatever Ling Feng said, they just followed suit.

Ling Feng called Li Yao: “Brother, I’m going to the program group now, and I’ll probably be there in over an hour.”

Li Yao slammed on the brakes.

“I’m almost at your house, have you gone to the program group?”

As his ancestor, he really thought about it.

After Ling Feng arrived at the program group, he found that Jiang Shuangyu had also arrived.

He has a little impression of this person. When Ling Feng won the mvp last time, Jiang Shuangyu cried with snot and tears.

Seeing Ling Feng approaching, he excitedly stepped forward and asked, “How are you resting these few days?”

Ling Feng replied politely: “It’s okay.”