An Qingju was very angry. Although she was not qualified to be angry with her brother-in-law, An Qingju was still very angry.

"Hmph, Qin Ren will take the bad brother-in-law. When Qin Ren didn't come, his brother-in-law stayed at home every day, so he quietly wrote the articles and didn't go out to run around. Now, the guy came back from Japan and kidnapped his brother-in-law and didn't even bring his mobile phone. Humph, what else can he do if he didn't go to those bad places to play around!"

An Chuyu was very jealous, but she didn't think like her own sister. She clenched her pink fist and flipped the box of Japanese local specialties that Qin Ren brought to Yunluo. Out of the idea of ​​respecting her boyfriend, An Chuyu did not throw away all these things. An Chuyu was very angry, but she would not do unreasonable things. She was a very qualified girlfriend.

The child Tangtang blinked his sapphire eyes cutely, shook his big red tail as bright as fire, and his cute claws were waving. Tangtang was talking to these two girls. When will dinner start? Tangtang is hungry.

An Qingju went to the kitchen to cook dinner angrily. The two sisters prepared the meal unhappily. The two girls ate quietly. Tangtang fed braised pork, which was salty, sweet and tasty. Tangtang loved it very much. The cute claws and mouths were covered with oil stains. An Chuyu carefully wiped Tangtang clean with a tissue.

Suddenly, An Chuyu's cell phone rings. An Qingju, who was so bored watching TV series, was so fast. She snatched her sister's pink cell phone and watched it. It was not her brother-in-law's. An Qingju said weakly: "Hey."

"I'm SF Express, please come down and get the express."

An Qingju exclaimed, responded and ran downstairs. An Chuyu didn't remember who had bought anything from the two sisters. Could it be that Yunluo bought it? It's not right. Yunluo's money was all taken from the Agricultural Bank of China card, and the consumption information would be passed on An Chuyu's mobile phone. An Chuyu would reconcile it every time.

The two curious sisters came downstairs and signed for the express delivery. They saw the sender with the word Yunluo, and the handwriting was Yunluo. An Chuyu grabbed a big cardboard box and carried it upstairs. An Qingju happily handed over a pair of scissors, opened the cardboard box, and took out the things inside. They were two large SLR cameras with long lenses.

An Chuyu and An Qingju each took one and opened it to see it. The two sisters went to see the photos in the SLR, and cursed in unison: "Qin Ren is really not a good person!"

"Sister, look, my brother-in-law was damaged by that guy Qin Ren. The camera was full of girls' breasts. The street view was just like the pedestrian street in the city center." An Qingju shouted in a delicate voice, pinching her little pink fist, looking very angry, but she was very pretty.

An Chuyu didn't say anything, and carefully looked at all the photos in the SLR, then exchanged the camera with An Qingju and continued to look at it. After scanning it all, An Chuyu pointed at the SLR in An Qingju's hand and said with hatred: "Qingju, the SLR you took was used by your brother-in-law. Humph, man, learn it well for three years and learn bad things for three seconds."

The two sisters could not contact Yunluo, and they didn't know Qin Ren's phone number in Japan, so they had no place to vent their anger. So An Qingju and An Chuyu copied the photos of Yunluo's SLRs to their laptops. The two sisters commented on Yunluo's shooting skills and aesthetic concepts one by one. Anyway, it's hard to say anything, and scolded him.

When Tangtang was full, she would doze with her big fluffy tail in her arms, not caring about the two silly girls' thoughts.

...

As the night came quietly, Qin Ren bought two identical gray-blue mixed-style thin coats, an acoustic guitar, a microphone, and a stainless steel washbasin. He led Yun Luo to West Lake Plaza.

The two of them found a good flower bed and placed the stainless steel washbasin in front of them. Qin Ren tried the pitch of the wooden guitar and adjusted it. As a rich child, Qin Ren had no artistic cells, but he could learn to play the guitar. As a good brother, Qin Ren had long practiced the guitar accompaniment of the two songs Yunluo's Heart and the Death of the Angel.

Yun Luo held the black microphone in his right hand, turned on the power, coughed twice, adjusted the volume of the microphone, and looked at the hazy halo of the street lights. West Lake Square is a good place for boys and girls to take a walk. At this time, many people were curiously watching a super handsome handsome man hanging a guitar, with slender and fair fingers plucking the strings, making a crisp and nice sound.

To be honest, although the scandal between Yunluo and Nalan Shuqi was flying all over the sky, there were still very few people who could recognize Yunluo in reality. If this probability was narrowed to the West Lake Square in Xihu City, there would be almost no more.

However, the men and women who have heard the song "My Heart Immortality" and "Angel Death" in West Lake Square are definitely a lot of people. With Sony Music behind their backs, these two good songs are really heard all over the streets and alleys, especially the "My Heart Immortality" with a vigorous rhythm, which has been loved by square dancers in various parts of China.

"Okay?" Yun Luo glanced at Qin Ren and asked softly.

Qin Ren nodded and compared a gesture with Yun Luo. The explosive prelude to my heart's immortality exploded. Qin Ren danced his fingers, constantly plucking the strings, playing along the rhythm of my heart's immortality, attracting a bunch of curious gazes.

Yun Luo smiled slightly, held the microphone and sang my heart. In an instant, the desolate and sad song resounded for a thousand meters in a radius, which was extremely clear. Yun Luo used the three resonances of the mouth, chest and abdominal cavity to increase the heaviness of the sound. The live singing, which was completely different from the studio version, also shocked countless people.

Qin Ren and Yun Luo, one accompaniment and one lead singer, Qin Ren stood alone in the street light halo, with a handsome face, super cool temperament, and ten fingers kept playing the acoustic guitar, giving people a pleasing feeling. Yun Luo stood in the shadow of the street light halo, holding the microphone, carrying some mysterious aura, and his height of 1.81 meters was very good, and he sang passionately, alarming all directions.

The song "I'm Not Dead" is suitable for singing it when there are more people, the more it will ignite everyone's enthusiasm. The passionate killing on the battlefield is very popular among the Chinese people in peacetime.

There were constant cell phones, and the sound of camera snapping. Listening to the familiar singing, a large number of people finally recognized the person sang in the shadows, Yun Luo, who was full of scandals with Koala. Although Yun Luo swears that he has a girlfriend, the crowd's eyes are bright and they like to read gossip.

The news of Yun Luo singing the sound of the Siren at West Lake Square spread, and even the TV station sent reporters to dispatch. In the scandal with world-class film and television stars, Yun Luo has been quiet and never talked, but the Sony Music behind Yun Luo was happy to help Yun Luo get a lot of things done.

These show one thing, that is, publishing news about Yunluo is profitable.

After the song was sung, Qin Ren spoke to entertain a large number of people watching the fun, and his voice was particularly nice: "Thank you everyone, I came out to play with A Luo tonight, but I spent all the money. As we all know, A Luo's money is under my control. In order to have a sumptuous midnight snack, we came to sing, hoping that everyone who has money can support me!"

Qin Ren's speech confirmed that the person who sang was the sound of the sea monster, and for a moment, the enthusiasm of the masses was surging.

"Wow! You are so handsome, what's your name? Do you have a girlfriend? I'm going to give birth to you!"

"Yunluo! The koala is mine, you are not allowed to rob it!"

"Aluo, your singing is so good that I cry. The Lun family loves you so much!

"Give money, we have to listen to the new song Phoenix will never die!"

...

Qin Ren, who has a faint soul, is also a black brother!

Yun Luo stood quietly in the shadow, holding the microphone. Seeing Qin Ren pressing his hand to calm the crowd, Yun Luo immediately interrupted and broke the news: "Hello everyone, I am Yunluo, the handsome guy with me, who is this handsome guy with me? You absolutely can't guess. He is the second brother of the little princess Nalan Shuqi Koala. Everyone should call him the second brother!"

The stars are naturally unusual for cheering. For a moment, the cheers of my second brother-in-law echoed in the entire West Lake Square.

Qin Ren smiled gracefully and calmly, no longer talked nonsense, raised his right hand, pointed to the stainless steel washbasin, and roared angrily: "If you want to hear the death of the angel, please give me the late night snack money!"

The sound of slap is endless, and the stainless steel washbasin is quickly filled with half a basin of banknotes, including one cent coin, one cent coin, one yuan coin... Of course, there are a lot of 150 yuan and the like.

The guitar sounded, and the first part of the death of the angel in an ethereal and picturesque environment sounded. To be honest, Qin Ren really deserves to have no artistic cells. The song played is the right rhythm, and there is really no artistic sense. However, the play scene is just an atmosphere. Sometimes the quality of the music is not much related, especially the sound of the Siren Yunluo, the magic beast that defends the scene.

As soon as Yun Luo sang the death of the angel, most of the West Lake Square became quiet. This song is different from the passionate heart that makes me feel immortal. It can make people walk into the illusion created by the singing, become a bystander, the cruelty of the ancient tree of bloody war, the holiness and beauty of the angel girl, the generosity and heroism of the hero, the end of the fairy tale, and the arrival of the tragedy.

I can't change everything, I can only be a quiet bystander, and tears fall quietly as I look at it.

As a singer, Yun Luo should not be too aware of the strange magic of his voice. After singing the death of the angel, he grabbed the stainless steel basin full of money and held Qin Ren's hand. Two big men ran into the darkness. A quick-handed girl took the scene of the two holding hands and posted it on Weiwei, saying: Second brother-in-law, blessing for true love.

...

Yun Luo and Qin Ren were sharing the spoils with no image. They gave all the change and stainless steel washbasins to a passing double-tailed loli. They took more than 3,000 yuan in cash to the big mall. Qin Ren bought a lot of super expensive simulated snakes, simulated spiders, and simulated mice...

Then, the two men took the remaining performance fee to eat two bowls of duck blood vermicelli. Qin Ren asked for a lot, so he needed duck liver and duck intestines, and he had to put more coriander, scallions, and peppers. He talked and gestured to the stall owner for a long time, but Yun Luo said one simple sentence and two words: "Same."

The two men squatting on the dim corner of the street eating duck blood and watching the beautiful girl blowing the whistle, were completely gone without seeing the dazzling light of the singing in West Lake Square.
Chapter completed!