Chapter 515

"Haoli ~" he responded happily in the evening, and quickly sent the recording to Gu sifan.

Gu sifan quickly received the file, then boarded penguin, opened the chat box with Qin Mengzhi, and sent the audio file to Qin Mengzhi.

Gu sifan: listen to the CV recording in the first corner of Qin Yue. I think it's very good. It's very suitable for Qin Yue's setting, whether in the early or later stage.

He speaks good words for Su Kui without trace. To be fair, whether it comes from his heart's good feelings for Su Kui or her own ability, it makes him feel very suitable. Otherwise, in normal times, he must directly hand in the dry voice and won't say other irrelevant nonsense.

Qin Mengzhi, who has been addicted to manuscript revision, is unexpectedly there. After he sends it for less than a minute, Qin Mengzhi's gray head lights up. She receives the document and replies, "I'll listen first, you wait.".

Gu sifan answered, and did not turn off the chat box, but returned to the pia Theater Hall again.

At this time, the sun has set in the West unconsciously outside. The last light of the day has soaked the whole world into a piece of orange red. With warm residual light, it is projected through the tulle curtain. On the floor and computer table, it reflects a little mottled shadow.

Su Kui was wrapped in a mass of orange light. His eyes were warm and squinting. His eyes were curled up into crescent shape. His mouth was slightly hooked. He looked very comfortable.

"Ah, life is so delicate, this is life."

in this situation, time slows down, making people feel that whether it's a walk under the setting sun, or saving such a quiet sitting, slowly shaking, and idling time under the package of the setting sun, is a very pleasant thing.

Su Kui likes this life very much, but fate decides that she has to travel all over the world without seeing the end.

And for such a day, she is particularly cherish.

While immersed in the warm sun, squinting and enjoying the headset, Su Kui suddenly began to say, "deep, sing a song?"

With coffee in his hand, Gu Liu raised his eyebrows, "huh? Why do you suddenly want to listen to the music? "

"Because..." Half narrowed, she looked out through the half opened and half closed curtains to the green vegetation outside the community even in winter. In the orange light, she gave the people a sense of vitality, "because the current scenery is suitable for listening to good songs --"

while enjoying the time, if there is another slow and gentle song, it is the best thing.

Hearing this, Gu Liushen put down his beaker, got up and walked to the floor window. Shua opened the black and dreary curtains. In a moment, the orange light spread all over the place. Without any sign, it plated a soft outline for the whole bright study.

Outside his window, is a pure magnolia tree, now also by the setting sun of the residual light, soaked into a light red.

His thin lips involuntarily rise up, slowly return to the desk, sit down again.

In the headset, a group of people were chirping and pleading with him to sing a song. The girl, however, said only one word, and then there was no voice again.

"Xia porcelain, is it still there?" He put on his headset and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, Shenzhen University, you want to sing!" The clear and joyful voice answered quickly, he just chuckled.