Chapter 289

(thank you for killing Cui Dongshan, who is more handsome than me, for your reward and monthly ticket!)

"Have you taken a fancy to someone else's little girl?"

"Do I have such animals?"

"You mean the little girl is not cute, you don't like it?"

"Lovely, I like it, but I don't like it!"

"That's not a beast!"

Knowing that it was a trap and that Wang Feifei's questioning purpose was not good, Gao Mu was buried carefully.

Sure enough, as long as women are unreasonable, they will never leave you a chance to be reasonable.

"I just think she has her own characteristics. Only she can sing that song."

"Not to mention, her voice is really special. Although I am also a Shanghai woman, I can't sing her flavor at all. Listening to her singing is really the same as the content in the lyrics. The more you sing, the more itchy it will be!" Wang Feifei sighed.

"Which song do you like?"

"What?"

Gao Mu suddenly asked, and Wang Feifei didn't react.

"I said you like to eat fried chicken in the square or taste wine on the terrace on the 18th?"

Take Wang Feifei's hand. On the night of the end of September, the wind on the Bund was cooler than some time ago.

"You say this?" I happily leaned on Gao Mu's shoulder and walked together on the road: "I didn't say which one I like?"

"Naughty!" her right hand was held in her arms by Wang Feifei, and her left hand stretched out and scraped gently on her nose: "do you think it's useful to play Tai Chi in front of me?"

"Annoying." he reached out and patted Gao Mu's hand after shaving his nose and eating tofu on his face: "it's boring. You guessed it if you were careful."

"Come on, which one do you like?"

Everything is under control.

"Guess?"

Bad, learn the tone of Huang Yiqian and say it with whine.

"I don't have to guess. I know you like the 18th, don't you?"

Walking out of the narrow deep alley, there were more and more people on the street. Gao Mu took her out of Wang Feifei's arms and held her tightly in his arms.

"It's boring. There's no suspense at all. Can I know why?"

The clothes on her body are thin, and the temperature difference between night and day is large. She is held in her arms by Gao mu. Wang Feifei feels warm and can't help sticking it tighter.

"What you think is what I think."

The artistic conception of the two songs is completely different. Wang Feifei will choose the 18th. She doesn't have to think about it at all.

"Boo!"

His side face was cool. He knew that a big red seal on his face was indispensable.

"If you like, I'll leave this song to you. I'll sing it in the evening!"

This is a response to a side kiss.

"Ah, I'll go up and sing, will you?"

Hesitation was full of excitement.

"What's wrong with singing your own song? Who dares to have an opinion!"

It's very strong. It's easy for someone to object. He will withdraw the 18th directly.

"But I'm not a professional singer. What if I can't sing well?"

Wang Feifei can ask such concerns, which shows that she has accepted Gao Mu's suggestions in her heart, but she is embarrassed and finds an excuse.

"Aren't you pretty good at karaoke?"

When Wen Meiyu came to Shanghai, the three went to the mass selling KTV for several hours.

Wang Feifei is a wheat bully. She can sing a few words of any song. Almost two women were singing that night. Gao Mu had little chance to sing freely.

"That's karaoke. Can it be the same as going on stage?"

Closing the door is different from opening the door. She's not professional.

"Do you really think of this orientation party as a competition held by the TV station? No matter how formal and high-grade it is, at best, the literary and artistic performances organized by the school, several of them are professional. Most of them are not free to play."

Although the requirements are much higher than in previous years, it is still impossible to get rid of the essence of students. Gao mu can make some good ideas and add some new pleasant new songs, but he can't arrange the whole show.

Most of the new year programs are mainly brewed by students themselves.

At the level of Wang Feifei's KTV Mac, it's no problem to sing a song.

"I'm confident when you say so. Another question is, is this song sung by men and women? I can't present it completely alone."

"Male voice, I'll sing for you!"

"Hey, hey, then I have no problem. I still have time to practice. I should be able to sing well."

"Hey, you were waiting for me here!"

"Why, don't you like it?"

"With pleasure!"

"It's almost the same. Go home and guide me to sing."

I didn't think before. After today, Wang Feifei found a new skill of Gao mu.

"OK."

Gao Mu nodded. The military training was over. Next, he went all out to help Wang Feifei do a good job in welcoming the new year.

When I go home in the evening, I also have plenty of time to discuss specific things.

"Walk again or go home?"

Unknowingly, they have already reached the Bund. The crowded place is called a lively place.

"I can, you decide."

It doesn't matter where she is as long as she is with Gao mu.

"Why don't you go to the 18th and have a look? It seems to be ahead."

"Good!"

More excited than Gao mu, Wang Feifei got out of her arms, took Gao Mu's hand and ran forward.

"Slow down, you're wearing high heels." as a professional athlete with sprained feet, Gao Mu still pays attention to this: "the house is right there, and he won't run with long feet."

"I can't wait!"

"I can't wait. I'm not afraid of making mistakes in my busy work and running in the wrong direction?"

Men make complaints about women, almost without effect.

"If I could run in the wrong direction, wouldn't I have lived in Shanghai in vain these years?" said Wang Feifei disdainfully. She stretched out her hand and pointed to an old seven or eight storey house with bright exterior walls hit by lights: "you see."

Gao Mu looked at the familiar and strange building. It was bright outside and dark inside.

In my mind, another scene appears, and then slowly overlaps and merges with the building in front of me.

On the 18th of the future, the favorite place for upstarts in Shanghai has been very popular.

Gao Mu has never been inside, but he has looked into the distance. In addition, he has seen a lot of internal photos and strategies on the Internet, so he is very impressed with the general pattern here.

"Unfortunately, it's dark and can't see anything. How did you get the inspiration for writing songs?"

In front of the black, Wang Feifei can't see the artistic conception in the song.

"I have a dream. The external environment in the dream is like this, but there is another look inside. In my dream, it is as bright as China, with international famous fashion, jewelry, watches, food, entertainment, Art Center, etc."

"The architectural decoration is perfectly integrated with them, crossing the long river of time, crossing the historical space, and integrating art and life. This is a place where fashion people, new wealth and celebrities linger."

Gao Mu closes his eyes and tries his best to describe the scene in Wang Feifei's mind, but he is still poor in words.

Some things are really difficult to express accurately in language.

"It's beautiful. I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful dream, so the 18th is just your dream?"

Unconsciously, the two snuggled together again. This time, Wang Feifei was close to Gao Mu's arms and looked up at him.

"Do you want this dream to come true?"

"Yes! But I'm afraid it's a daydream. When I wake up, there's nothing."

Touch Gao Mu's face with your backhand. The dream that doesn't wake up is beautiful. Once you wake up, the reality will overturn all beauty.

"Let me ask you a question first. What is your future life plan?"

"I don't know the future plan."

Wang Feifei was also very confused. Before meeting Gao mu, her life was very simple. An Dan's development in school was ordinary.

But now, this insipidity is obviously broken by Gao mu. To really plan for the future, Gao Mu helped her plan.

That business, seeing more and more expansion, could not help her.

Gao Mu thought and adjusted a new angle: "let me ask another question. You are now the Secretary of the school Youth League Committee."

"Deputy Secretary!"

"Well, deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee of the University, this position is not bad at your age. If you are ready to go into politics in the future, this is also a good route. If you don't have a desire to go into politics, or if you don't have a strong desire, if you are willing to believe me, I'll plan the route for you."

Gao Mu's words still have the meaning of induction. In fact, he can't be really calm. He is eccentric.