"You always feel lonely and depressed~"

"You always feel disappointed~"

“There are always too many confusions about the future of life~”

After the climax of an attractive chorus was cut directly into the song, Li Luo changed his tone and the slightly low-pitched verse slowly entered.

People here are used to Li Luo writing songs, so they are not too shocked.

Just listen to Li Luo's singing, quietly enjoy and appreciate his performance.

"Look into my eyes~ Remember my voice~"

"Be fearless in wind and rain~Don't forget that I am still standing~here~"

When listening to Li Luo singing this point, Ying Chanxi looked into Li Luo's eyes and happened to look into his eyes. His soft voice was in her ears, touching her heartbeat.

Obviously this song was sung by Li Luo as a birthday gift to Yan Zhusheng, but Ying Chanxi pursed her lips and pretended that it was a song that Li Luo was singing to herself, so she lied to herself and was immediately immersed in the singing and lyrics.

in the artistic conception.

After all, during the most difficult period when she was a child, wasn't it because Li Luo was always by her side that she could slowly get out of that dark period?

"I just want to be your sun~your sun~"

"In your heart~ In the bottom of your heart~"

"No matter how far away it is~"

"Don't be afraid that I'm by your side~"

Yes...Li Luo is indeed like her sun.

As long as he is around, Ying Chanxi's world is like a little sun full of energy, and there is no need to worry about any wind or rain.

It's just now... this little sun seems to be like the sun in reality, and it doesn't only shine on her.

Pursing her lips, she looked at Yan Zhusheng sitting next to her. Even though she was still wearing an eye patch on her face, Ying Chanxi could fully imagine the look in Zhusheng's eyes at this moment.

When he thought of this, Ying Chanxi felt a little discouraged.

…

Li Luo didn't sing for too long. After the short two-minute performance, he stepped forward and took off Yan Zhusheng's blindfold with his own hands.

As a result, as soon as Yan Zhusheng opened her eyes and saw him, she couldn't help but stand up and threw herself into Li Luo's arms.

At this moment, Ying Chanxi's pupils immediately trembled.

Xu Youyu also opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

Xu Yinghuan's eyes shone, while Qiao Xinyan covered her mouth in surprise, and then looked at Ying Chanxi with some worry.

As for Zhao Rongjun, he looked at Ying Chanxi, then at Yan Zhusheng, and finally his eyes fell on Li Luo's surprised face, and he could only feel for his brother in his heart.

"Ahem..." With so many people present, Li Luo coughed and immediately pushed Yan Zhusheng away, "You haven't blown out the candles yet."

"Oh..." Yan Zhusheng blinked, blushed slightly, and sat back in her seat, "You sang so well, I'm a little too excited."

Yes, I was just so excited that I hugged her subconsciously.

After saying this, Yan Zhusheng lowered his head and blew out the candles that had been burning for a long time on the cake, blowing out all the candles in one breath.

Everyone helped to take out the extinguished candles one by one. It seemed that everyone had forgotten the previous episode, and no one mentioned it again tacitly.

Yan Zhusheng picked up the plastic blade and started dividing the cake among everyone.

Everyone started ordering songs while eating cake, and the birthday party went on happily.

Tonight, the birthday boy transformed into Mai Ba and sang several songs for everyone.

Li Luo also sang two songs.

Even Xu Youyu and others, who don't usually sing much, picked up the microphone one after another.

There was only Zhao Rongjun, sitting silently in the corner eating cake without saying a word. If the lights were dimmed, he would almost be missing.

Zhao Rongjun can actually sing. Although he is definitely not as professional as Li Luo, he can still listen to it.

I don’t sing simply because I’m afraid of the crowd.

Li Luo still vaguely remembered that the two of them occasionally came to KTV a few times on a whim in their previous life. Without other people, just the two of them, Zhao Rongjun could sing happily.

Although they are full of howling ghosts and high-pitched voices, the main theme is to vent, and the singing is very refreshing.

It's a pity that Zhao Rongjun in this life has not distributed it so liberally. Li Luo only gave a few words of advice. Seeing that he shook his head repeatedly, he did not force him to sing a song again.

This kind of thing still needs to be done step by step and you can get used to it slowly.

And Zhao Rongjun was not completely uninvolved.

In addition to eating cakes, he also claps and beats the singers, and hums a few lines in private when he hears songs he is familiar with.

But he didn't have a microphone, so no one could hear how he sang.

But at this moment, Xu Yinghuan sang a song called "Little Dimple" and pulled Qiao Xinyan to sing together affectionately.

Probably because she noticed that Zhao Rongjun next to her was also humming when the chorus reached its climax, Xu Yinghuan saw the right moment and secretly put the microphone in her hand to Zhao Rongjun's mouth.

"Finally found~the beauty of being in harmony~"

When Qiao Xinyan sang this, she suddenly felt that the voice of Xu Yinghuan, who was singing with her, was a bit strange.

Turning around, he saw that Zhao Rongjun had already hid in a corner, waving to Xu Yinghuan repeatedly to beg for mercy.

Seeing this posture, Qiao Xinyan knew what was happening, and immediately laughed and shook her head.

"Brother Jun, can't you sing?" Xu Yinghuan smiled and put the microphone to Zhao Rongjun's mouth, "If you can sing, just come and sing. How boring is it to sit in a corner alone?"

Zhao Rongjun waved his hands repeatedly: "Just sing, I will applaud you."

"Okay." Qiao Xinyan walked over, pulled Xu Yinghuan away, and said with a smile, "If he doesn't want to sing, just forget it, there's no need to force him."

"Okay." Xu Yinghuan shook her head regretfully. Seeing that Qiao Xinyan had said so, she had to let Zhao Rongjun go for the time being.

However, when the music rhythm entered the chorus stage again, Qiao Xinyan, who was sitting next to Zhao Rongjun, clearly heard Zhao Rongjun's low hum.

Turning to look at Zhao Rongjun, Qiao Xinyan thought for a while, then continued singing, while pulling Zhao Rongjun's arm, and then pointed to her microphone, showing an expression of recommendation and encouragement.

Seeing this, Zhao Rongjun hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand.

Qiao Xinyan didn't embarrass him, she just smiled and continued singing.

By doing this, Zhao Rongjun breathed a sigh of relief, and his body, which was originally a little tense, relaxed.

Soon, everyone was singing and singing, and it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Li Luo packed up the birthday cake and took away the uneaten portion.

Seven people walked out of the KTV gate and parted ways at the intersection.

Xu Yinghuan got into the car that came to pick her up and left first.

Zhao Rongjun and Qiao Xinyan walked side by side towards home.

While walking on the road, Zhao Rongjun glanced at Qiao Xinyan from time to time, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

After Qiao Xinyan found out, she immediately asked in confusion: "Do you have anything to say?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Just say it straight away." Qiao Xinyan said with a smile, "Didn't Zhu Sheng also say it when he made a birthday wish today? I hope you won't stutter when talking to girls in the future. You have to work hard to achieve the birthday wish.

Wishes."

"Uh... um..." Zhao Rongjun scratched his head a little embarrassed, "I really don't have anything to say, I just want to thank you."

"Ah?" Qiao Xinyan was stunned for a moment, "What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for not forcing me to sing." Zhao Rongjun said a little embarrassed, "I am really embarrassed to sing in that kind of situation...I feel like my hands shake when I touch the microphone."

"Oh, you said this, what's there to be thankful for?" Qiao Xinyan covered her mouth and chuckled, and then helped explain, "But Huanhuan didn't mean to bully you, her personality is like this, lively

, may not fully take your feelings into consideration."

"Well, I know, I don't mean to blame her." Zhao Rongjun nodded quickly, "After all, it's all my problem. It's really not good if we all go to KTV together and I don't sing."

"What's wrong?" Qiao Xinyan comforted, "Look at Zhusheng and Li Luo, they didn't say anything about you. Everyone has a different personality, so we can't expect everyone to do things the same way."

Hearing Qiao Xinyan speak so considerately, Zhao Rongjun couldn't help but talk more. He chatted with her all the way to the third intersection.

At this point, it's time for the two of them to part ways.

"See you then." Qiao Xinyan waved to him and said with a smile, "We won't be studying together this week. I guess we'll have to wait until school starts to see you again."

"Well, see you again when school starts."

"I heard from Li Luo that we seem to have been assigned to class eight, and we will have to see each other every day from now on."

"Yes, yes..."

"Okay, no more chatting, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

…

After returning home, Yan Zhusheng had no intention of starting the second battlefield of the night. After declining Xu Youyu's Monopoly invitation, he dragged Li Luo into the piano room.

Ying Chanxi went to the kitchen to cut some fruit, and on the pretext of delivering the fruit, he knocked on the door and went in to take a look.

I found out that Yan Zhusheng was just asking Li Luo to play the song "The Sun" a few more times on the guitar, and planned to get the score of the song.

Seeing Yan Zhusheng's serious look, Ying Chanxi knew that he was overthinking it, so he put the fruit down and told them to remember to eat it, then quietly left and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In the piano room, Yan Zhusheng took the trouble to listen to Li Luo's playing over and over again. After roughly describing the score, he couldn't wait to send it to Luo Fei.

[Luo Fei]: Could this be written by that guy Li Luo again?

【Yan Zhusheng】:Yes, that’s him.

[Luo Fei]: It feels pretty good? The chorus part is pretty nice. Do you need to arrange the music?

[Yan Zhusheng]: Well, I’m sorry, auntie.

[Luo Fei]: It's easy to say, but why didn't he write this song earlier? I feel it is more suitable for competition than the song "Light".

[Yan Zhusheng]: Today is my birthday. This is the gift he specially prepared for my birthday.

[Luo Fei]: Okay, okay, that’s how it is? By the way, today is your birthday? I almost forgot, so this arrangement is free. Once you record it, remember to give me a physical CD for collection.

[Yan Zhusheng]: Okay, thank you, auntie.

[Luo Fei]: You're welcome.

After chatting with Luo Fei, Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo and asked him, "Will you come to my house tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Do you want to record a song?" Li Luo laughed and said, "Aunt Luo Fei, can you make it in time? It's just one night."

"Then I'll ask again."

[Yan Zhusheng]: Can you make it tomorrow? Arranger.

[Luo Fei]: When do you want it? In the afternoon?

[Yan Zhusheng]: Well, almost.

[Luo Fei]: It’s not difficult to make it simple, but it still takes time to make it more refined and match the style.

[Luo Fei]: But I’m free tomorrow, why don’t you come over to my place to record songs?

[Yan Zhusheng]: The city is so far away.

[Luo Fei]: Then I’ll go to your place. You record songs at home, right?

[Yan Zhusheng]: Yeah, but won’t it be too troublesome?

[Luo Fei]: Why is it troublesome?

[Luo Fei]: As for the album that Li Luo made for your mother, if the arrangement of these nine songs can be left to me, I feel that I will become quite famous in the industry.

[Yan Zhusheng]: Then see you tomorrow afternoon?

[Luo Fei]: OK, I will make a simple version tonight and see how to change it tomorrow morning.

[Yan Zhusheng]: How about tomorrow morning? You can listen to what we sing first and then think about how to change it.

[Luo Fei]: That’s okay. Is that okay at 8:30 tomorrow?

[Yan Zhusheng]: Okay.

"Auntie said it's okay." Yan Zhusheng put away the phone and said to Li Luo, "But it will take time to make it more refined, so she will come over to record the song in person tomorrow and we can make adjustments on the spot."

"Then will you sing this song?" Li Luo asked.

Yan Zhusheng shook his head, then pointed at Li Luo, and then at himself: "You sing one version, I sing one version, and it's best to do a chorus version, okay? Try to finish recording it before school starts."

"The birthday boy is the biggest, I will listen to you." Li Luo smiled, nodded and said, "Then there is nothing else to do today? Do you still want to play cards?"

Yan Zhusheng shook his head: "Go to rest early today, recharge your batteries, and record songs well tomorrow."

"OK."

"But we can't leave now." Yan Zhusheng grabbed him and pointed to the fruit on the table next to him, "Xixi hasn't finished eating the fruit she cut."

"Then eat for a while."

"You feed me."

"Is he really a three-year-old kid?"

"The birthday boy is the oldest, you said so."

"Okay, okay, open your mouth."

"Ah~"

…

By the time Ying Chanxi finished taking a bath and came to the piano room again, all the fruits on the plate had been eaten.

Yan Zhusheng played the piano, and Li Luo stood aside and played the guitar together. The two sang tonight's song "The Sun".

After the song ended, Ying Chanxi pursed her lips and looked at the two people's tacit cooperation. She just opened her mouth and said, "Bamboo Sheng, I've washed it. You go and wash it."

"Oh, okay."

Yan Zhusheng got up obediently and ran to take a shower.

Li Luo put down his guitar and took Ying Chanxi to his bedroom to help her dry her hair.

When Yan Zhusheng came in after taking a shower and asked him to dry his hair, Ying Chanxi stood up with a smile, pulled Yan Zhusheng to sit down on the bed, took the hair dryer from Li Luo's hand, and said softly:

"Li Luo still needs to write, so I'll help you play the bamboo flute today. Please sit tight."

After Ying Chanxi pushed her onto the bed and sat down, Yan Zhusheng was stunned for a moment. He looked at Li Luo who was laughing and shaking his head, and immediately bulged his lips.

But Ying Chanxi had already knelt down behind her and turned on the hair dryer to help her blow up. Yan Zhusheng could no longer refuse and could only silently enjoy Ying Chanxi's service.

Li Luo, who was in front of the computer, opened the coding software. While coding, he said to Ying Chanxi: "Tomorrow I will go to her house with Zhu Sheng to record the song and let you know."

The hair dryer in Ying Chanxi's hand paused for a moment, and then she asked: "When?"

"Tomorrow morning." Yan Zhusheng said while enjoying the breeze.

Upon hearing this answer, Ying Chanxi's eyes moved slightly, and he continued to ask: "Then can I go together?"

"Don't Xixi still have classes in the afternoon?" Yan Zhusheng couldn't help but said, "My home is a little far from the school."

"It doesn't matter, just leave early and come to school at noon." Ying Chanxi smiled slightly, "Don't you welcome me to your home, Zhusheng?"

"No." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "Then let's come together, Xixi."

After blow-drying her hair, Yan Zhusheng stood up and said goodbye: I have to get up early tomorrow, so I'll go back to bed first.

When Ying Chanxi saw this, he was too embarrassed to stay here, especially when he thought of missing his morning run this morning because he was too sleepy, and then letting Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng go out alone for a date. Ying Chanxi immediately left with him and hurried back.

Bedroom, prepare to go to bed early.

But just when Li Luo thought nothing happened tonight, after a while, the door to the room was pushed open again.

Just by listening to the footsteps, Li Luo could basically tell who it was now. As the sound got closer and the back of his head felt soft, Li Luo asked helplessly: "Senior, what's the matter?"

"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?" Xu Youyu said with a smile, "In order to celebrate Zhusheng's birthday, I wrote and saved it in advance. I have already freed up my time tonight to prepare to play cards, but you guys didn't play.

Already."

"Tomorrow morning I will go to her house with Zhu Sheng to record songs, so I have to go to bed early." Li Luo closed his eyes and enjoyed the head massage provided by Xu Youyu, "Senior, do you want to go together tomorrow?"

"You go to record songs, why should I follow you?" Xu Youyu immediately shook his head, "I want to sleep in, so don't disturb me."

"You need to be more careful with your health." Li Luo smiled and said, "I played badminton with Xu Yinghuan today. I think you just lost your ability after playing for a while, so you just stayed there and chatted."

"You are so lenient." Xu Youyu snorted, "It would be better for me to die if you want me to exercise."

As she said that, she pressed Li Luo's head hard twice until he was about to rise to the sky, screaming hissingly.

"Come to think of it." After Xu Youyu finished venting his anger, he added, "You wrote "Waiting for You to Get Out of Class" before, and also shot a MV with Xixi. This time for Zhusheng's birthday, you wrote another song "The Sun".

"

Having said this, Xu Youyu paused, smiled and leaned into Li Luo's ear, blew hot air, and asked in a slightly complaining tone: "So... when will it be my turn?"

"Ahem... the gifts I gave you are all tailor-made for you." Li Luo coughed and explained, "Xixi likes photography, so I accompanied her to shoot the MV. Zhusheng likes singing, so I gave her a song.

Ge, as for senior sister..."

"I like drinking, so I gave you a wine glass, right?" Xu Youyu snorted, "Then I also like listening to songs, why don't you write one for me too?"

"Then isn't your birthday this year already celebrated?"

"Who said it can only be given on birthdays?" Xu Youyu said with a smile, "School has started, let's celebrate with a song. Don't we also have to sing a song during the National Day? There are also New Year's Day, Spring Festival...

"

"Hey! Do you think this is wholesale?"

"Why not?" Xu Youyu sighed softly, "Before this, who would have believed that you could wrap up Aunt Yuan's new album?"

To be honest, even if I heard about this at the parents' meeting dinner before, Yuan Wanqing also appeared on the singer stage a few days ago, sang the first song of the new album, and became popular in the industry.

But even now, when Xu Youyu sees the boy in front of him, it is always difficult to connect him with the talented young genius that the public imagines.

But it was this kind of Li Luo that could always attract her.

"That's not right." Li Luo was being massaged by her and searched through the memory palace for the time he spent with his senior sister. He suddenly remembered, "When I invited you to a cocktail before, I clearly sang a song to you.

Oh, senior sister, have you forgotten so quickly?"

"Eh? Really?" Xu Youyu blinked, and after being reminded like this, he suddenly recalled, "Well... it seems, it seems to be true?"

"Please give my lover a Mojito~"

"I like to read her eyes when she's tipsy~"

Li Luo hummed a few words, which immediately brought Xu Youyu back to that ambiguous night.

"Hahaha~" Xu Youyu smiled sheepishly when he heard this familiar melody, "Then I blamed you wrongly? I must have drank too much that day, so I didn't remember it clearly."

Mainly because that night, the most exciting thing was the forced kiss on Li Luo's face. Xu Youyu's mind could only remember this incident.

Now more than two months have passed, and the detailed memories about that night are a little blurry.

But as soon as Li Luo sang this song, Xu Youyu seemed to have returned to that night again. He couldn't help but put his arms around Li Luo's neck, put his head close to the side of his face, and chuckled ambiguously: "Why don't you be more careful?

?”

"Don't make trouble." Li Luo said helplessly, "I told you that I have to get up early tomorrow, so don't torment me. Why don't you change it to another day?"

"Just one cup." Xu Youyu raised a finger and said confidently.

When Li Luo heard this, his head suddenly filled with black threads: "I believe you are a ghost!"

…

Early the next morning.

Ying Chanxi woke up early, turned off the alarm on her phone, and immediately climbed out of bed, put on her slippers and walked to Li Luo's room.

As a result, as soon as she opened the door, she bumped into Yan Zhusheng in the corridor.

The two stopped at the door of Li Luo's bedroom and looked at each other. In the end, Yan Zhusheng hugged Ying Chanxi and said, "Good morning, Xixi."

"Oh... Good morning, Zhusheng..." Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion, "You didn't go to the bathroom, what are you doing here?"

"I'll wake Li Luo up."

"Then let me shout, and you go wash up first."

"My toothbrush was left in his bathroom yesterday, so I should yell."

"I still have to go to his closet to get clothes, and I have to go in."

"Then let's go together."

"good."

The two people briefly formed an alliance, pushed open the door of Li Luo's room together, and came to Li Luo's bedside.

The two of them were standing on the left and the other, not sure if they were competing or not, but they didn't say a word, they just pulled Li Luo and shook his body.

Li Luo was shaken until he was half asleep. He opened his eyes in a daze, and while rubbing his eyes, he muttered: "Is it a bamboo sheng? What time is it?"

After hearing what Li Luo said, Ying Chanxi immediately threw his hands angrily, feeling like he had lost.

Only then did Li Luo realize that there were people on both sides of his bed.

"Get up, Li Luo." Yan Zhusheng was in a good mood, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Li Luo looked at Yan Zhusheng and then at Yingchan River on the other side. He coughed twice and whispered to Yingchan River: "She usually comes over early in the morning and wakes me up. I thought it was her."

"Oh." Ying Chanxi puffed his mouth, but then he steeled himself, stood up and walked towards Li Luo's closet, "Then get up quickly, you have to go for a morning run after washing up."

With that said, Ying Chanxi opened the closet, picked out some clothes and pants for Li Luo, took them out, and threw them on the bed: "Wear this outfit today."

"knew."

The three of them washed up, changed their clothes, and got ready to go out.

Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo's T-shirt with white text on a blue background, and then at Ying Chanxi's T-shirt with blue text on a white background, and fell silent for a moment.

But when she thought that she was wearing clothes given to her by Li Luo, her mood improved again.

When going out, Yan Zhusheng helped Li Luo take out his shoes and asked him to put them on.

Ying Chanxi blinked as he watched Yan Zhusheng take out the pair of shoes that Li Luo had given him for his birthday, avoiding the pair that Ying Chanxi had given him when he returned home.

But Yan Zhusheng moved one step ahead of her, so Ying Chanxi didn't say much. He just walked out with his mouth full and pressed the elevator button first.

After their morning run, the three of them went to a breakfast shop to eat.

The middle-aged uncle was engrossed in his breakfast, devouring it and rushing to work.

When I saw a familiar man and two women at the next table, I suddenly fell into deep thought again.

Especially when the two girls fed the boys food from time to time, the middle-aged uncle suddenly felt that the breakfast in front of him was tasteless, so he put down his chopsticks angrily and left.

As for Li Luo, after finally finishing breakfast, Yan Zhusheng also received a call from Luo Fei, and the three of them immediately took a taxi and headed to the community where Yan Zhusheng's home is located.

At 8:30 in the morning, the three people arrived at the gate of the community on time and happened to meet Luo Fei coming from the city.

Luo Fei drove the car and stopped in front of the three of them, rolled down the window and said with a smile: "Get in the car and take you directly to the underground garage."

Her car was obviously registered in this community. There was no obstruction along the way and she drove into the garage smoothly.

After finding a place to park, the four of them took the elevator and arrived at the door of Yan Zhusheng's house.

result.

Just when Yan Zhusheng was about to take out the key and prepare to open the door, the door was suddenly opened from inside.

Ying Zhicheng, dressed in a suit and straight, opened the door and walked out.

Yuan Wanqing, who was behind, was wearing a dress and followed behind Ying Zhicheng.

The two people looked like they were about to go out, but they bumped into four people at the door.

When he saw that his daughter Ying Chanxi was there, Ying Zhicheng was stunned for a moment and stayed where he was.

Ying Chanxi also looked at his father in a daze at this time. He didn't expect to meet him here at all. He subconsciously asked in surprise: "Dad... why are you... at Aunt Yuan's house?"
Chapter completed!