The man in the back yawned with his clothes covered. "You can just do something about it."

"I can’t help it. Fans clamor for new songs every day to get familiar with the musicians. People have to leave. I can’t find someone to make up for it everywhere?" said Poria, shaking his head when he saw the people behind him sleeping with his clothes covered and ignoring the gentleman.
"Give me the door" muttered behind turned over.
When Fuling came out to see Shen Xinyu, she had picked out the erhu and took her to a small performance next to her. The room was quite large and the distribution was even. Shen Xinyu sat on the stool and gave her a piece of music and briefly explained two sentences.
When to insert erhu timbre, the tone should be controlled in that range.
I can’t say it’s worse than that. Poria is going to try her level first. "You can follow this song for a while and cross it first. I’ll listen to it if we can record it at the scene."
Shen Xinyu knew he didn’t believe it, and he didn’t mind.
Music comes from strength.
The elements of this song are actually quite complicated. There are battlefields and operas. It’s roughly like a business woman who doesn’t know about national subjugation and hates singing flowers in the backyard across the river. The most important thing for Shen Xinyu to do is to set off the majestic erhu sound in the battlefield. There is also a paragraph where the drama plays erhu sound instead of pipa when singing, and mixes the kind of drunken fans who are about to die.
With the music falling, the girl sat upright in the back of the chair, wearing a light blue cotton windbreaker and a dark brown seaweed hair eyelash. When she lifted it, she blinked, and when she fell together, she saw countless heavy winds.
Wonderful is really wonderful!
The casual expression of poria cocos was amazed when she heard the girl playing the first string of notes. The atmosphere didn’t dare to breathe. Listening to the rhythm, there was no sample.
Summer he doesn’t understand, but he just feels better. Looking at Shen Xinyu with his hands full, he feels more and more proud.
Their little dogwood will glow sooner or later.
"Do you want to record the scene now?" At the end of a song, Shen Xinyu slowly put the erhu and looked at Poria and asked
"Of course," said Fuling excitedly. "Shall we talk about the contract first?"
The music stopped and the man who had been lying in the recording studio took the clothes over his head and looked out curiously, revealing a very three-dimensional facial features.
Shen Xinyu and Xia Mimiao came out of the workshop and didn’t go back to class. They ate something outside and went back to their homes.
Tang Shiyan hasn’t come back yet at this time, so Shen Xinyu takes a shower and nests in her room. Seeing that the man recently induced her to like reading some historical celebrities.
"Meow ~" A chubby little thing jumped into bed at the right moment and stood up and called out to Shen Xinyu.
The girl looked at it and ignored it.
When the little thing saw that she ignored it, she simply lay on the bed with four claws facing "meow ~"
This call is different from the previous one. Shen Xinyu took a pause and suddenly remembered that she and Tang Shiyan overheard the call in bed that night.
It wasn’t her illusion.
Shen Xinyu sat up.
The little thing threw herself there and looked at her. Shen Xinyu stretched out his hand and pushed it. She pushed it forward a little, and it rubbed forward a little lazily with a proud petite appearance.
"Do you believe I threw you away?" The girl took back her hand and put it on her knee and said
"Meow ~" The little guy shook his ears and turned his belly.
Shen Xinyu "…"
No integrity, little thing
"Aren’t you afraid of me?" Shen Xinyu and those blue eyes looked at each other for a while and then reached out and put his hand on each other’s furry belly.
Little things immediately narrowed his eyes very comfortable "meow ~".
Shen Xinyu continued to rub two hands in the fluffy soft hair without stopping.
Rather than saying that she is afraid of cats, she is afraid of the scenes in her dreams. She is afraid that they will reappear. She is afraid that all this is a dream in the past. She is still struggling in the small yard in her previous life.
But after so many days, the fear brought by this little guy seems to be getting weaker and weaker.
If you don’t think about it deliberately …
When Tang Shiyan returned to Jinxiu Star, the housekeeper went over as usual to report that "Mr. Tang spent an hour in the room with Miss Shen and the cat today"
Tang Shiyan took off his coat and gave a gentle nod.
From screaming to being together for an hour now is a great progress.
After observing the housekeeper for so many days, I can’t understand Mr. Tang’s meaning. I have to say, Mr. Shen is really kind-hearted
Section 159
People’s fear actually comes from the bottom of their hearts, and all the sources of fear that can be stimulated on their screens are better to accept this fear slowly.
Tang Shiyan returned to her room after taking a shower. Shen Xinyu was already lying in bed and asleep.
The girl fell to the ground in the middle of it, and the crooked quilt had been piled up in his position.
Tang Shiyan smiled and put it away, and picked up the little thing next to the girl and put it outside the door.
"You’re back." Shen Xinyu heard the noise and opened her eyes in a daze.
Tang Shiyan held her back to her pillow and bowed her head to untie her bathrobe.
"Go to sleep. It’s getting late."
When Tang Shiyan finished, he turned on the bedside lamp.
Since that day, Shiyan has been trying not to touch her very much. This girl is really a little young. He can’t help hurting people, especially today, he drank some wine.
When I turned on the lamp, I was going to sleep hastily. Tang Shiyan just lay down and the girl’s soft arm stretched out and called a "Tang Shiyan"
"hmm"
Someone replied in a low voice.
"Will the cat stay?" Shen Xinyu was also worried that he would not wear his head in his direction. "I think I quite like it."
Little things are really cute.