Liu Siman and her boyfriend seemed to have some activities, so they left at nine o'clock. When they left, they invited Fu Feirong to come to school often. The remaining people chatted for a while, and Fu Feirong said what kind of songs he liked and

Those singers were then evaluated by An Xin and Qi Qingnuo from a more professional perspective. At least Fu Feirong was not a blind fanatic, and she still had a certain taste in her hobbies.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Qi Qingnuo was going home. Fu Feirong said that she should go back too, and the store must be busy. Yang Jingxing said to send it, but Fu Feirong didn't want it. Qi Qingnuo was not polite: "Let's go together,

Take me to the station first."

A group of people went downstairs, and Yu Xinting said she wanted to go play with Fu Feirong at noon tomorrow. But Fu Feirong said the store wasn't open yet at noon, so they had to wait until the afternoon. They mainly serve dinner and late-night snacks, and they don't close until one or two o'clock in the evening.

Yu Xinting still wanted to find an opportunity: "If we are free on the weekend, we will go shopping together."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Take me with you too...you didn't call me last time you went there!"

Yang Jingxing said: "Your style is so different."

Qi Qingnuo was disdainful: "How easy it is to change the style."

Yu Xinting and An Xin went back to the dormitory. After arriving at the parking lot, Qi Qingnuo sat in the back with Fu Feirong and chatted with her about some common topics: "Are you particularly good at spicy food? It's good for your skin if you eat chili peppers."

Fu Feirong smiled: "You said my skin is good, who would believe it?"

Qi Qingnuo said seriously: "Yu Xinting is the same... Don't look at my pale face, but it is very troublesome. There is a lot of oil here and it is dry on both sides. I have tried all kinds of methods, and it is still a experimental field."

Fu Feirong said: "I'm a little dark on both sides, but your white is so neat and clean... I think you're very pretty, like a girl from a TV series I've seen before."

Of course Qi Qingnuo was curious: "What TV?"

Fu Feirong said: "I saw it when I was little, but I can't remember it. The boy is so ugly, the girl is so beautiful. Your faces are very similar, a bit round, a bit long, and white...but yours is shorter."

The hair looks better."

Qi Qingnuo laughed: "I only had short hair in high school. If it's too long, it would be troublesome to wash it! Your hair is cut well."

Fu Feirong smiled: "It's cut right next to us. I'm familiar with them. Do you want to go? I have a lot of discount cards."

They really talked together this time.

When Qi Qingnuo got off the bus, she also exchanged phone numbers with Fu Feirong, saying that if there was a performance at 306, she would be invited to see it. On the way back to Liyang Huadu, Yang Jingxing started chatting with Fu Feirong, but it was not

Women's topics.

Yang Jingxing asked: "Have you ever thought about becoming a professional singer?"

Fu Feirong moved her buttocks down, sat in the middle of the back row, leaned forward a little, and shook her head: "No... I'm not good-looking."

Yang Jingxing said: "This is not your decision. If you want to be a singer, I think you should start working hard."

Fu Feirong said: "I don't know...Qi Qingnuo and the others are not suitable."

Yang Jingxing said: "You have your advantages... Let's not talk about singers first. Do you want to sing better?"

Fu Feirong said: "Who doesn't want to!"

Yang Jingxing just talked about singing. He didn't know much about it, but he could give Fu Feirong a general direction. If you want to be a good and qualified singer, you must practice your voice and breathing well. No matter what style or rhythm it is.

, are inseparable from these two. As for the higher-end transposed breath sounds, Fu Feirong has never heard of them.

Fu Feirong laughed: "Am I really good at singing? Why do you ask me to sing?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Singing well is only one aspect. You have enthusiasm and are willing to learn."

Fu Feirong was embarrassed: "I can't even learn it. I think they all sing better than me, especially Qi Qingnuo..."

Yang Jingxing said: "It's a pity that she doesn't want to be a singer."

Fu Feirong asked directly: "Do you look down on singers?" Because during the previous chat, someone expressed disdain for certain singers.

Yang Jingxing laughed: "I may not respect those who don't sing well, but as long as you sing well, it doesn't matter who looks down on you."

Fu Feirong agreed: "That's true...you guys are so good, you don't have any airs. Are you like this when you meet people who can sing well?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not that easy to meet... I will write songs in the future and want to find someone to sing them. I think you are more suitable."

Fu Feirong was startled, looked at Yang Jingxing in the rearview mirror, and asked, "Why don't you ask them to sing?"

Yang Jingxing said: "They have their own majors and directions... Anyway, you should think about it, but being a singer is probably harder than working in a store."

Fu Feirong said: "I grew up in poverty. My father died when I was a few years old. My mother and brother had a hard time."

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "I can also see that you can endure hardship."

Fu Feirong also laughed: "People like you don't know what hardship is! Why don't you sing it yourself? You're so handsome."

Yang Jingxing said: "I get nervous when I go on stage."

Fu Feirong said: "They are all the same. If I don't sing well, you will definitely have to fight with me...which one should I sing with?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course it's with the audience, not with me."

Fu Feirong chuckled: "Even if you want to be a singer?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Maybe."

Fu Feirong laughed: "It doesn't look like me looking like this."

Yang Jingxing said: "If you don't want to, forget it. Don't always be modest and deny my vision."

Fu Feirong quickly said: "I didn't say no, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to sing well. That's true, not modesty."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Would you like to give it a try?"

Fu Feirong thought for a while and then nodded: "Okay... but I'm afraid I don't have time."

Yang Jingxing said: "Maybe I will make money soon, enough for your sister-in-law and others to hire some helpers."

Fu Feirong was so happy that he covered his mouth: "Then I will wake up laughing even in my dreams."

After arriving, Yang Jingxing said: "I will bring you two CDs tomorrow. You can listen to them more and determine your own style as soon as possible."

Fu Feirong was still modest: "I still have style... Do you still have midnight snacks?"

Yang Jingxing couldn't say anything. They met again and Fu Feirong opened the car door a few times.

Yang Jingxing returned home and continued to listen to music, hoping to find more things worth learning and appreciating from every good piece of music.

At about eleven o'clock, Tao Meng called: "Where are you?"

"Home."

Tao Meng praised: "It's still early today... I came back after ten o'clock and I haven't taken a shower yet."

Yang Jingxing asked: "How was the evening? Are there many beauties?"

Tao Meng said: "Why don't you ask if there are many boys?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I don't care, you know a few more beauties so I can introduce them to you."

Tao Meng snorted coldly: "It's a nice thought... but you must not have imagined who I met today."

Yang Jingxing said: "Then I don't want to."

Tao Meng was not afraid: "Then I won't tell you either."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Have you met Shao Lei?"

Tao Meng was dissatisfied: "Why did you think of him! No! Just a reminder, she's a woman."

Yang Jingxing guessed: "Jiang Qing?"

"It's not... forget it, you probably wouldn't have thought of it - I met Fan Jiayu!" Tao Meng also laughed.

Fan Jiayu! She was a big star in the 1980s, but she must be forty now. Yang Jingxing was very angry: "I can think of this! She also has a social network?"

Tao Meng sneered: "You are so stupid. She took her daughter there. She is still very beautiful, but her daughter doesn't seem to have inherited her mother's genes."

Yang Jingxing said: "I can tell you are very happy being shown off."

Tao Meng hummed: "Do I need foil?"

Yang Jingxing said: "No matter what makes you happy, I thank him."

Tao Meng hummed: "There were a lot of people today, including many from out of town. The event was quite well organized. No wonder Dad is going, and they can get to know a lot of people."

Yang Jingxing said: "That's good."

Next, Tao Meng talked about the content of the evening's activities. In addition to eating, drinking and chatting, there was also a talent show. Tao Meng played the piano, playing "Slam Dunk". The organizer of the event gave each of the fifty or sixty young people present a gift

A number was prepared, and next to the venue, there was a small basket corresponding to each person. At the end of the event, the shy young people could leave letters in the basket.

It is said to be a coming-of-age ceremony. In fact, it is held by young men and women aged fifteen, sixteen to twenty years old, basically a 50-50 split, and some are brothers and sisters. In addition to the letter form, the organizer of the event also gave each boy a gift card.

Each girl received a red rose, and each girl received a white rose. At the end of the activity, you can put the roses into the basket of your favorite person.

Tao Meng said: "In fact, many people are embarrassed, but the host is more powerful and can relax the atmosphere, and it does not necessarily require men and women to vote for each other."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Did you have a great harvest?"

Tao Meng stated the facts: "Eight red roses and three notes."

Yang Jingxing said: "There must not be any white roses... Where's yours? Who gave it to you?"

Tao Meng said: "I saw a basket without any flowers, so I put it in. I didn't know who it was."

Yang Jingxing said: "Well, I need to praise you."
To be continued...