Omniscient and Almighty

   Chapter 329 Walking

  Simple admiration is of course not worth the sisterhood of getting along day and night, and Zhou Lanlan is still their eldest sister.

   How hard is it to practice songs?

   After receiving the song list from the senior, except for studying, Zhou Lanlan was concerned with those songs almost all the time. When eating, walking, or even sleeping, I have to listen to those songs for a while every night before I fall asleep.

   Zhou Lanlan was not fat at first, only 102 jins, but recently she was going to 92 jins. It's something they all know.

  Isn't that the reason?

   As a result, so many words have been exchanged for such a long period of hard work?

failed!

do it again!

   Then, everyone knew about the text message, and then they denounced the senior and comforted Zhou Lanlan in unison.

   "What kind of senior is this, Lan Lan, forget it, let's ignore him!"

   "Lanlan, you sing very well, it's not what the senior said at all!"

  …

   Zhou Lanlan bit her lip and said nothing.

   The text message was sent, and about three minutes later, Xu Guangling received a reply: "Senior, am I really bad at singing?"

   "For the average person, not bad, even very good. But for you, you can sing better."

   Zhou Lanlan's text messages were all sent and received under the watchful eyes of the little sisters, and she didn't even see Xu Guangling's text message for the first time.

   "Senior, what does this mean, is it a compliment or a demeanor?" shouted a slightly impatient little girl. The next moment, she even grabbed Zhou Lanlan's mobile phone, typed quickly, and then clicked send.

   Zhou Lanlan was in no hurry to stop her.

   "Can you sing better? Can you sing as well as Faye Wong?"

   Well, this little girl is either Faye Wong's fan, or Faye Wong has the highest status or fame in her mind.

   Seeing this text message, Xu Guangling was stunned for a moment.

   This is a little bit different from Zhou Lanlan's tone?

   But in fact, he didn't have much contact with Zhou Lanlan, and he didn't understand the temperament of the group of little girls at all.

   So the next moment, Xu Guangling replied normally: "There is a possibility."

   And when they received this text message, whether it was Zhou Lanlan or her group of little sisters, they were all a little stunned.

   Aside from Zhou Lanlan.

Those little girls, under Zhou Lanlan's showy introduction, had a "relatively detailed" understanding of Xu Guangling, and the content of it was nothing more than that the study was very turbulent. In addition, various evening parties in the school were hosted. Yes, can write songs, can play various musical instruments...

   This is simply the standard of "Prince Charming", no, it is high.

   What's more, there is that splendid song.

   In their opinion, Xu Xuechang is not only talented, but canola blossoms.

   The admiration of the little girls is so simple and easy, and this senior Xu has become a slightly special "senior" in their minds before they have even seen them.

   The previous resentment returns to the resentment.

   And then, seeing this...

   The next moment, they all looked at Zhou Lanlan with inexplicable expressions.

   In fact, Zhou Lanlan herself looked inexplicable. What did the senior mean?

  Is it casual, or…

   "Senior, I want to hear the truth."

  Zhou Lanlan's fingers were unconsciously typing, typing and deleting, and so on several times, and the last sentence she typed was inexplicably sent by her.

   Then, she waited for a long time, but did not wait for Xu Guangling's reply.

   An otherwise very happy dinner ended in a very strange atmosphere.

   "Lanlan, will you sing it again?" When going downstairs, a little sister asked Zhou Lanlan.

   Zhou Lanlan paused, pursed her lips, and nodded earnestly.

Before turning off the computer, Xu Guangling checked the time, it was five thirty-eight.

   In winter, it gets dark very early, so at this time, it can basically be said that it is dusk outside, and the streets must be brightly lit.

   During this period of time, he has been tormented by the itch in his body. During Xu Guangling's time, he was either sleeping at the bottom of the Tianchi Lake or beating each other wildly with a group of beasts at the training base. At this time, such a schedule finally came to an end, and Xu Guangling felt very relaxed.

   For a while, he had the idea of ​​going outside.

   So, after reporting to Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu, Xu Guangling went on a walk and went on a trip.

  This trip has no goals and no time limit.

   Actually, it’s just a walk. The difference is that this walk will be a little longer and the time will be a little longer.

  There is nothing to see in the city, but it is just a crowded area gathered for business. Xu Guangling has already experienced it in the past, and he will not set foot in what should not be appreciated and cannot be appreciated.

   Therefore, although there is no goal, the main direction of Xu Guangling is still landscape.

  The mountain has been seen last time, and the focus this time is naturally water.

   The map of the entire northeast was in his mind. After Xu Guangling chose a direction, he immediately "scattered".

   Well, yes, just take a walk.

  From twilight to the rise of the moon, to the light of the stars, to the night occupying the whole world, and then to the dawn. When the sun rose, Xu Guangling was already in an unnamed small market three or four hundred miles away.

   In a crowd of people rushing to the morning market, Xu Guangling ate his first breakfast during the trip.

   Hot and sour powder, Xiao Long Bao.

   After eating, I strolled around this small street by the way, and Xu Guangling continued.

   At noon, Xu Guangling came to the Hunchun River, and in the small town by the river, Xu Guangling had lunch.

   Rice, sauerkraut stewed white fish.

  Walking along the Hunchun River is the Tumen River. In a small county near the Tumen River, Xu Guangling ate his third meal of the day, mutton steamed buns!

   In fact, this is not a special steamed bun shop. The main business of the shop is sheep stick bones and mutton noodles, but Xu Guangling saw the familiar name and thought about it, so he ordered it.

   In an unfamiliar place, in a random small restaurant, the diners who came in and out also spoke extremely local accents.

   It was a really different experience.

   Xu Guangling is not a poet, otherwise, there should be a poem at this time.

   Because at this moment, he did have some kind of feeling in his heart, but Xu Guangling couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

  After the meal, I walked out of the restaurant and walked onto the street. The evening wind was blowing, and that feeling was also dissipated.

   so and so.

   On the way, there is not much novelty at all, Xu Guangling just walked like this casually.

   Walk through the morning, through the noon, through the evening, through the twilight, and through the starry sky. Walking through the plains, through the water veins, through the small villages, through the small towns, through the cities, through the shoulder-to-shoulders, and through the boundless wasteland.

  Eat, sleep, bathe, take a bath, and embellish it.

   On the street, a favorite song suddenly played.

  In the wilderness, the sound of the wind mixed with the roar of an unknown beast loomed.

   These are very ordinary, very bland.

   But Xu Guangling seemed to be addicted. The trip was originally expected to be only three or four days, but he repeatedly extended it to half a month.

   Half a month, a journey of thousands of miles.

   For half a month, Xu Guangling traveled through the two major water systems in the Northeast.

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  Thanks for the support of the recommendation ticket of "Cartoon Journey".

  Thanks to the monthly ticket of "Twelve 12 Lords".

   (end of this chapter)