Life With You

Song Yuan’s housekeeping skills were all learned from Dong Lijun. Song Xi admitted that she was tired of the house and the black. Originally, she didn’t realize there was anything wrong with Liyuan Opera, but she sang it from Song Yuan’s mouth. Minutes to think of getting up and leaving.

On the other hand, Song Yuan stood on the stage, flattering Cheng Deqing, and provoking Song Xi from time to time, as if she was condescending.

Song Xi didn't see how short it was when she said it was singing a short paragraph. She spoke for twenty minutes.

After singing, the people below, headed by Cheng Deqing, all applauded. Song Xi has this stubbornness. Whoever loves to drum or drums, she doesn't move anyway, she cleverly avoided it by drinking something and holding a cup in her hand.

Song Yuan stood on the stage, nodding politely and leaning down, as if she wanted to go down the stage.

No one thought that George Sheng would speak at this moment. He looked at Song Yuan on the stage and said: "I didn't expect Miss Song to sing without losing the professional Liyuan Opera teacher. It's rare for me to hear Miss Song speak up today. It's too early. How about a few more passages, Miss Song?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuan could only stand on the stage and look down.

Song Xi also wondered what George Sheng meant.

Until Cheng Deqing smiled and opened his mouth, "Yes, I don't usually listen to Liyuan Opera very much, and I don't have a teacher who can sing Liyuan Opera well. If Xiaoyuan is not tired, I will sing a few more passages for us."

Song Yuan was smiling, but Song Xi could see that there was hesitation in that smile.

Qi Cheng smiled and said, "Since Cheng Lao and Qi Shao want to hear it, you can sing another paragraph."

After listening to Qi Cheng's words, Song Yuan responded with a smile, returned to the middle of the stage, discussed with the band teachers, and sang again.

When the music sounded and Song Yuan began to tune in again, Song Xi couldn't help but whispered: "Mr. Qiao understands this, tell me how she sings?"

Hokkien is a separate language family, anyway, Song Xi can't understand a word.

With joy, George Sheng replied, "How do I know what she sings? You said she is like an actor and doesn't spend any money, let her stand on the side."

Song Xi almost couldn't hold back his joy. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Qi Cheng looking here. Maybe he found the two of them muttering. Song Xi didn't answer for the time being. When Qi Cheng stopped looking away, she whispered: "Be careful that Qi Cheng settles accounts with you after Autumn."

The corners of George Sheng's lips curled up slightly, it was a mocking arc. He looked ahead and said slowly: "If he wants to settle accounts with me, he won't send her to the stage like an actor."

After hearing this, Song Xi looked at Song Yuan's gaze, and she felt a little more pity for some reason.

Then she thought of herself again, Song Yuan was Qi Cheng's gun, and she was not George Sheng's gun?

"You don't have to think about yourself, I am different from Qi Cheng, I want face."

George Sheng next to him seemed to be able to read minds, but Song Xi just thought that he was already fluent in answer.

Song Xi's heart was full of mixed flavors, with the most bitterness, and after a few seconds, her voice calmly continued: "I'm not Song Yuan either."

She wants face too.

Song Yuan babbled and sang on stage for another half an hour. Lin Qi put her head on Lin Yang's shoulders and slept for a long time; Lan Yuzhou chatted with Cheng Deqing on the way, leaving George Sheng and Qi Cheng, all Tongcheng was speechless.

When the music stopped on stage, Song Yuan also bowed to the curtain call. Cheng Deqing looked around, and then said aloud: "I usually go to bed early, but I can't stand it at some point. I'll go back first. What activities do you want to go? Tell the people below that there is a car at home."

Lin Qi slept enough, and said in high spirits: "Grandpa, then you rest early. I will take Lin Yang, Sister Yuanyuan and Brother Qi Cheng out for supper."

Lan Yuzhou said that he would go back to rest, and George Sheng said, "Xi'er's waist is uncomfortable, so let's go back first."

After returning to the residence and closing the door, Song Xi said to George Sheng, “When we had dinner in the evening, Lin Qi and Lin Yang wanted to stand on Lanyu Island. Now they are pulling Qi Cheng out again, and they want to make temporary changes. team?"

George Sheng said: "I have known for a long time that Cheng Deqing wanted to cut this piece of land into several parts and send it out. He didn't want to swallow it alone. It's the same with anyone."

Song Xi said, "Today you have stated that you will not stand in Lanyuzhou or Qi Cheng, and Lin Qi has not come to win me over. It seems that you have been given up."

The two were standing by the window on the second floor and talking, without looking at each other, Song Xi held a large handful of leaves in his hand, teasing the giraffe not far away.

With one hand in his pocket and a cigarette in the other, George Sheng saw the two giraffes stalking, his dark pupils were infiltrated with a mocking look, his thin lips opened, and the white tobacco smell accompanied him. The voice said: "I have seen herbivores in groups, when have you seen beasts in groups?"

Song Xi raised her arms to feed the giraffes because she was afraid that they would have to bow their heads too hard.

The pink lips opened, and she replied without thinking: "You are too one-sided, tigers are not in groups, but lions still love to organize groups."

It was not that she deliberately picked George Sheng's thorns, but she wanted to popularize the real scenes in the animal world.

George Sheng didn't blame her for dismantling the stage, but suddenly reached out and clasped her wrist holding the leaves, and pressed it down, neither light nor heavy, until her hand rested on the railing and the leaves fell.

Both giraffes had to lower their high necks and leaned over to eat the leaves. George Sheng said: "If you have what the other person wants in your hand, the other person will definitely lower their posture to take it. You can be grateful if you hold him. ?"

He let go, Song Xi raised the leaves high again, looking at the giraffe’s big watery eyes, Song Xi said aloud: “Sometimes it’s convenient for others, but also for the sake of difficulties in the future. It’s your own convenience.

George Sheng’s voice was cold with a little sarcasm, or it could be said that he was born with arrogance, "If it is good at the beginning, how can there be a difficult day? There are too many bad people who think like you. Only then will there be so many wicked people who are trying to get ahead."

After that, without waiting for Song Xi's answer, he added meaningfully: "How many leaves can you tease a giraffe, can you tease a lion and tiger to show me?"

After taking a puff of cigarette, he turned back, as if he didn't want to talk to Song Xi anymore. Song Xi couldn't help but roll his eyes the moment he turned around. What was his secret expression?

Now several other companies are thinking about how to swallow the land in partnership, only George Sheng insists on fighting alone here, and he is really not afraid of nothing.

Thinking about it, she suddenly felt that her arm was sore and heavy. She looked up at the giraffe. They had eaten up the top of the leaves. She really couldn't lift it, so she took her arm off and rested before lifting it up. The two giraffes turned their heads and walked away slowly. Seeing the pace, there was no nostalgia for them.

Song Xi curled her lips, these two white-eyed wolves, fortunately, she raised her hand to wait on them for so long, it was better to hang her hands early in the morning, anyway, they would lower their heads to eat.