Chapter 297

Gao Mu belongs to the most clear group of people about welcoming the new year.

He was also surprised to hear the dialogue between Tong Mengyao and Bai Xiaobing.

"Aren't you majoring in accounting? Why are you singing and playing flute? Aren't you reporting the wrong major?"

"Hey, hey, we call it versatile. Of course you can't understand it."

Bai Xiaobing's family conditions are OK. She grew up in various interest classes and can point musical instruments. In her opinion, it is very simple.

"Don't you just know how to play the flute? What's great? A woman can do it."

Gao Mu despised Bai Xiaobing. It's too loud. Can he still play the guitar?

"Hey, you don't understand. Mengyao can't play. There are so many girls in our class. I'm the only one who can play the flute."

Boo, boo from exclusive skills.

"Well, you're the only one who can blow. You're so powerful." the evil spirit smiled, turned to Tong Mengyao and said, "can you write songs?"

"For fun, I wrote a song when I was bored before. This time, the class said to report the program. It was just a fun idea to try. As a result, they said that the original added points and asked me to put mine in the program list. Listen to it and see if it can be repaired."

Bai Xiaobing played musical instruments in primary school. Tong Mengyao also learned piano when she was a child. She likes to play and sing her own composition. It is purely a personal hobby.

"Can you listen to me?"

Gao Mu pointed to the walkman in her hand.

"Well, but if you don't like it, don't laugh at me."

Tong Mengyao hesitated and handed Gao Mu his walkman and big headset.

"Wow, Aihua's! Good."

Aihua's Walkman is mainstream, but he doesn't understand why Tong Mengyao should match his walkman with such a big headset and put earplugs in it?

Don't you want to hear the sound outside with such a big earplug?

"I bought it a long time ago. It's useless at home. I thought I could listen to songs occasionally at school, so I brought it. I just didn't expect it to be used so soon."

"Very good. Turn right at the school gate. There is a large audio-visual store. Where does he have some of the latest tapes? If you like listening to songs, you can buy some to listen to."

"Well, do you like listening to songs when you are free? Do you want to listen to them for a few days?"

Gao Mu knows so much about the audio-visual stores outside the school. Tong Mengyao subconsciously thinks he is also a singer.

"I'll forget it. I like singing by myself rather than listening to others. Take the Walkman and I'll send you some out of print tapes in a few days."

"OK, then wait for your out of print tape.

Gao Mu is to send her an alien tape, and she will only accept it happily.

"OK, I'll listen first."

There's no place to sit around here, but the lawn is pretty good. The high Shepherd is just casual.

The quality of the headset is not bad. It seems to be original, but the sound source of the song can only make him speechless, because it is the kind that plays and sings by himself.

And the products he made in Da Mao's studio are completely one day at a time.

After listening to it, Gao Mu was silent. Instead of taking off the headset immediately, he recycled it again.

"You took a tape recorder at home?"

It was a long time before he opened his eyes.

"Isn't it hard to hear?" the side responded: "there is no accompaniment, so when performing, I will play and sing, which is a relatively simple kind. Those people from the organizing committee said that there will be a piano on the stage, and I can play it."

"Can you play the piano?"

"Yes!"

"If you just play the piano, you will suffer a lot?"

"Isn't there no way? However, it's not a competition. It's just a show on behalf of the class, so it doesn't matter."

She said she represented the class, but only she knew that this opportunity was won by her heart.

She wants to sing this song on the stage, to herself and to someone.

"Well, I have one last question. Why do you like listening to such songs? Well, how can you write such songs?"

Bitterness and lamentation, although the festival is good, there is always a description of previous lives and this life in the lyrics.

"Hey, how do you say?" youyou sighed: "let me describe it to you. I'm a person who has lived again. What's written in this song is actually some of my mood experiences."

"What do you mean?"

Gao Mu's cold hair blew up and looked at Tong Mengyao in horror.

What do you mean, someone who has been reborn?

Isn't that him?

Tong Mengyao meant something. She was talking about herself. In fact, she ordered Gao mu?

But how is this possible?

Such a life-threatening secret cannot be exposed by Gao mu. How could Tong Mengyao, an ordinary student, know that he is hiding such a deep secret.

How can Tong Mengyao know a secret Gao Mu is about to forget?

A splitting headache!

"In fact, I had a serious illness in high school and almost didn't hold on. Later, my parents insisted on taking me to look for doctors all over the country. Finally, I got a secret recipe from an old man who is known as the heir of imperial medicine in Yunnan. Finally, I survived again."

An incredible magical purpose.

When Tong Mengyao narrated that she had been ill, she kept staring at Gao Mu and looking again, with one hand touching a cold hard pendant on her chest.

How she wished she could remember her again!

Unfortunately, she was so different from her now. She could remember him, but he had no impression of her.

"Oh, so it is?"

Suddenly realized that Tong Mengyao's heavy work is this heavy work, not his kind of heavy work.

A false alarm!

Sure enough, it was frightening and frightening. The misunderstanding just now almost scared his soul away.

"Were you nervous just now? It's not necessary. I've completely recovered now. I've also checked in the hospital and said that I didn't leave any sequelae. I'm very healthy."

Gao Mu's misunderstanding is fatal, and Tong Mengyao's misunderstanding is beautiful.

She misunderstood Gao Mu's nervousness as a worry about herself, and later explained that she was a healthy woman, deliberately or unintentionally.

"That's good, that's good." Gao Mu's mood returned nine points, and one point was a little far away: "I'm not nervous, am I nervous?"

"Poof! My lips are purple. I'm not nervous. I was really worried that you would come over."

Gao Mu doesn't think that Bai Xiaobing is very nervous when an outsider looks at him.

I can't stand it. Bai Xiaobing is a little confused now. I don't know whether she really misunderstood or whether the two plays are too good.

"When I say little white rabbit, can't you say something about me? Do I have a chance of sudden death for a healthy man like me? I just stand here and don't do it. Does it dare to come near me?"

Gao Mu took out a big white rabbit milk candy and added some sugar to himself. His blood sugar was low just now.

"Cowhide king, really, the cowhide is about to burst. You stand in front of you with sudden death. Do you dare to cry?"

Glancing at the sugar paper in Gao Mu's hand, he saw how old a man was and ate big white rabbit milk candy.

When I was a child, I was short of milk or sugar. Bai Xiaobing guessed maliciously.

"Call it out and let it stand in front of me and see if I dare to bang?"

Gao mupeng's anti general.

"You, I..."

Bai Xiaobing rolled her eyes angrily. She really didn't have the ability to call for sudden death. She really called, and she probably couldn't see it.

After such a fuss, Gao Mu's mood recovered almost and his spirit returned 100%.

"If you don't have this ability, shut up and eat sugar."

Gao Mu has long seen Bai Xiaobing's eyes and has been wandering on the sugar paper in his hand.

I know that the big girl's family should also be greedy, so he might as well take out the sugar for them.

Not only the big white rabbit, but also the rest snacks were taken out of his backpack by Gao mu.

His bag is big enough, otherwise, he really can't put all of it.

"Wow, Gao mu, are you a treasure chest? It's just like a robot cat. What else can you change except these?"

The fickleness of women once again refreshed Gao Mu's cognition.

A pile of big white rabbits and snacks made Bai Xiaobing completely forget the mutual hatred between them, which was countless times faster than a smile.

"Of course, come on, put your head together."

After clever Bai Xiaobing leaned his head over, he received a man's meat Wufu chestnut.