Is it really a straight girl?

Well, maybe it is just because she is beautiful and sings well that she becomes a popular idol.

Miki was convinced.

"Nuo, what do you want to sing?" Qian Che turned around after operating the karaoke stand at home.

"Is it time to start ordering songs? So fast!"

"It's really a bit fast, um..." Ms. Qianche stopped touching her finger on the song ordering screen: "Why don't we go to class first?"

"Why did you run to class again..."

"Because of the other side."

"what?"

Mi Ji couldn't keep up with this person's topic at all, as well as logic and ideas.

"The other side wants you, go on stage." She shook the microphone in her hand, and walked off the silver stage full of metal and technology: "After that, the concert, the stage."

"Oh... I know this." Mi Ji shook his head: "I won't go."

Miji couldn't sing in public.

If you stand on the stage under the eyes of many people, you must be too nervous to speak.

"I think singing is a very, very important skill." She ran to the water dispenser, picked up two porcelain cups with animal patterns on it, and said as if chatting.

"Why did you change the subject again..."

The line of thoughts in Mi Ji's mind has been messed up by the light-colored girl in front of her.

"When singing, the singer will be integrated into the music." Qianche said: "People are too small, too easily affected by various things, when something happens, their mood will change, and if there is a brain problem, they will go bad. However, art and music are eternal, and singers can blend into eternity with their own gestures.”

She came over and handed a glass of warm water to Mi Ji who was standing.

"Talent, out of the smallness of human beings, creates greatness."

Miss Qian Che hurriedly walked behind Mi Ji, pulled over two miniature white sofas one by one, and placed them in front of the silver-white stage with a sense of technology.

"I think people should be able to sing, no matter what kind of song it is." She finally finished her work, sat on the miniature sofa, and said to Mi Ji who was still standing aside in a daze.

Ms. Miki raised her hand weakly:

"I can sing too, but it's not that good..."

"Then, let's sing well." Qian Che who was sitting on the small sofa said directly:

"I teach you."

……

Four hundred and one, Miss Miki's music class!

Mi Ji is going to music class!

Because I had nothing to do in my free time, after Miss Qianche proposed, I half-heartedly agreed to accept the other party's music guidance.

"Anyway, let's try singing a song first." Qian Che said, stood up from the small white sofa, and came to the karaoke station of the home KTV in her room: "What do you want to sing?"

Is this to test Miki's strength?

Although Mi Ji's singing ability is indeed inferior to all kinds of idols, in fact, there are some!

At least, to the extent of being able to sing in KTV without feeling embarrassed!

Although the number of Chinese songs he knows is a bit small, it doesn't matter. Miji can still remember the lyrics of the popular songs on the bad streets that he often listened to before time travel.

"Yeah, Mercury has memorized it!" Mi Ji said casually, this was the song she sang when she went to KTV with Miss Bi Fang.

"Okay." Ms. Qian Che let out a natural breath, and skillfully clicked on the screen of the karaoke station at home, and tuned out a piece of music to the first place.

"No, it's starting." She pressed the play button.

"Eh so fast?!"

This guy doesn't seem to have given Miki any time to prepare.

Mi Ji suddenly became nervous, and blinked to look at the screen in front of him. The low-pitched piano prelude had started to play, and the subtitles with the lyrics changed into gradient colors were placed at the bottom of the video MV. The colors of the lyrics were gradually represented The progress was covered in yellow, and Mi Ji reluctantly adjusted his mentality amidst the gradual sound of the piano.

She inhaled lightly, and the sound of her breathing was picked up by the microphone.

The usual natural voice has become lower.

she sings:

……

'?A dream for you?'

'?Wait till I see you silver full?'

'?Wait until the seasons change?'

'?Dare to say addicted?'

……

'?How to search?'

'?how lucky?'

'?Dare to let you know you're not alone?'

……

The usually fast natural voice becomes slow and husky in the music.

During the interlude, Mi Ji looked at Miss Qian Che who was beside her from time to time.

For the first time, Qian Che showed seriousness in front of her.

After she finished listening quietly, Mi Ji also slowly finished singing in a hoarse low voice.

Qian Che nodded, and lightly clapped his palms twice like applauding.

"It's still being tuned."

Hey, is that a compliment?

Miji worked so hard to suppress the tension and slowly adjusted his mood, but couldn't even get a "yes"?

Miss Mi Ji dropped her hands and pouted silently towards Qian Che.

However, Qian Che, who is as comfortable as the wind, is just like her neutral appearance. There are few girls who have the ability to detect the air and delicate emotions.

Naturally, he couldn't realize the dissatisfaction faintly emerging in Mi Ji's heart at this time.

"The breath is a bit weak, and the lung capacity seems to be very low, as if... sick."

"Eh?"

"Need to exercise." Miss Qian Che pondered.

"?"

"Let's run."

"what?"

Is there something wrong with this music class?

Why did it suddenly become a physical education class?

Miji doesn't really feel like exercising recently. .

"There is a treadmill in the gym." Qian Che pointed to the door with his thumb.

"Wow, wait, wait, let's forget about vital capacity. Mi Ji had already climbed the mountain for an afternoon yesterday, and now the muscles of his limbs are aching. Please put it aside for the time being!" Mi Ji said quickly. Che waved his hand.

So don't stare at me with eyes that look like you're discerning lies...

Miki will subconsciously feel guilty, although he doesn't know why he feels guilty.

Qian Che continued to focus on Mi Ji for a few seconds, his eyes were as clear as ever: "Oh, then, train your breath first."

"Uh-huh."

Training breath, shouldn't be so tiring, right?

"Stand up." Qian Che stood up first.

Miki also got up from the white sofa in doubt, and put Mike aside.

"Like a puppy bark." Qian Che approached.

"Woo... wait? Why?!" Mi Ji obeyed subconsciously, and only reacted after a cry.

"Oh, I was wrong, learn how a puppy breathes." Qian Che waved his hand casually and said naturally.

"Isn't it the same?!"

"Not the same, the easiest way to exercise breath is this." The guy replied calmly.

"...If you say that, it seems that I have heard it before."

Because of what she had heard, Ms. Miji no longer had any doubts about this training method, she tried it a little bit, and let out continuous haha ​​sounds.

"..." Qian Che watched.

Mi Ji quickly noticed the change in Miss Qianche's expression, stopped this movement instantly, regained her balance, and coughed a little.

"What's wrong?" she asked cautiously.

"Don't stick out your tongue during practice." Qian Che tilted her head to the other side, pretending to be ordinary and said.

Are you kidding!

Mi Ji can clearly see the slight curvature of the corner of the mouth, hey!

The girl slightly covered her cheeks with one hand, barely concealing the blush on her face due to her shyness.

I couldn't help but have an idea in my mind: this person is not deliberately teasing himself, is he?

Is Miki so easy to be teased?

Isn't that right?