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As soon as Cheng Xishen heard, he looked at Huang Ling: “Do you think he's suing, don't you believe you? ”

“…” Huang Ling said silently, as if it were the default.

Cheng Xishen's eyes were deep and his eyebrows picked slightly. He was thinking about things.

Half a dozen, he said, "You've reached the point of getting married. He should believe you. What kind of person have you been with for so long? Don't you understand? ”

“I'm in a very restless mood right now. ”

Cheng Xishen put the rice back, “If you don't eat, I won't force you. What do you do when you're upset? ”

“Drink, sing. ”

“I don't like it. There's no alcohol here. Why don't we sing? ”

Huang Ling's eyes twitched, looking at Cheng Xichen, "Can you sing? ”

Cheng Xishen smiled: “Who won't sing? Is it hard? ”

“Do you dare sing in front of me? ”

“What dare you? It's just a song, not a stripper.” Cheng Xishen laughed: “What song do you like to listen to? ”

Huang Ling asked, “What song can you sing? ”

“I'll sing a few songs. ”

“Sing what you're best at. ”

“No, don't sing what I'm best at. Shall I sing you" Tomorrow will be better "? ”

“Is it nice? ”

“Haven't you heard?” Cheng Xishen's eyes swept by surprise.

Huang Ling shook his head: “No. ”

“The song may not be nice, but it will be great when it comes out of my mouth.” In order to improve the atmosphere, Cheng Xishen also wanted to exhaust his mind.

He pointed to his throat and laughed: "My voice, magnetic and low, singing songs that are only beautiful, pleasant, even running tones, are so soulful. ”

Huang Ling was not in such a bored mood just now. She couldn't help laughing at Cheng Xisen. "Come on, sing and sing. You still say so much. Aren't you afraid to get hit in the face? ”

“Poor singing is disgraceful, you can't beat faces, you use inappropriate words, you have to learn more later. ”

“If you don't sing, I don't want to hear it, you can go. ”

“Okay, I sing. ”

Softly wake your sleeping mind and slowly open your eyes. Look at the busy world and see if it's still spinning lonely.

Spring wind doesn't understand the style, blows the teenager's heart, lets tears on his face yesterday, and the memory wind dries up.

Looking up for the wings of the sky, the migratory birds appear in its shadows, bringing news of the remoteness of famine and relentless fighting.

Yushan white snow drifts zero, burning the teenager's heart, dissolving the truth into notes and talking about distant blessings.

Sing out your passion, stretch out your hands, let me embrace your dreams, let me have your true face!

Let us smile, full of pride of youth, and pray piously for tomorrow!

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After singing, Cheng Xishen's eyebrows flickered. He looked at Huang Ling. "What do you think? Isn't that nice? ”

Huang Ling nodded: “It sounds good. I think I've heard it, but I can't sing it. ”

“I'll teach you.” Singing is the easiest way to kill time so you don't get bored in jail.

Huang Ling nodded with a smile: "Okay, teach me to sing. ”

Huang Ling thought it was a good time to sing.

Cheng Xishen sang the last part too.

And whosoever forsakes his remembered childhood without regard to his own homeland, he can bear to see his grief yesterday and take away our smiles.

Young people don't relieve the red dust, rouge stains the ashes, leaving tears long gone, moisturizing your face.

Sing out your passion, stretch out your hands and let me embrace your dreams.

Let me have your true face, let us smile, full of pride in youth, and pray piously for tomorrow.

Let us smile and be proud of our youth, let us look forward to a better tomorrow!