MTL - Self-discipline, I’m Invincible-Chapter 17 Ouyang Ling's curiosity

Facing Li Dan's actions, Ouyang Ling's nose moved, it was this smell, and now the whole hall is full of these two kinds of smells.

"For me?"

Her throat twitched.

She likes snacks, but she's never seen one like this, and it smells so good.

Li Dan nodded: "Well, for you, we both reported today, newcomers, we should support each other, maybe I have to ask you for advice."

Ouyang Ling looked at Li Dan's appearance, and then looked at the light green matcha cake.

"Okay, it's a matter of courtesy. I, Ouyang Ling, am not someone who takes advantage of others. I'll give you this beginner's sheet music!"

Ouyang Ling took out a beautifully packaged book from the storage bag and handed it over, then pulled the food over, picked up the spoon on it and tasted it.

Immediately his eyes lit up.

Wow, delicious.

Li Dan looked at the book, embarrassed for a while.

It hurts my brain to read books, but I don't need it, I just need to listen to your performances.

"This is delicious, what's the name?"

"green tea cake!"

"How do you do it?"

"Use eggs."

"Eggs? Why didn't I taste eggy?"

"It needs to be broken, and then kept stirring until it becomes a white floc."

"What about this?"

"milk tea."

...

Seeing that the two newcomers have become good friends so quickly, especially Li Dan's means of making good relationships, he couldn't help but nodded.

Then start explaining.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the knowledge explained today is very esoteric.

The girls heard the clouds and fog.

After eating the cake, Ouyang Ling lay on the table bored. For her, she had learned all these years ago.

Not at the same level in the end.

She really wanted to eat cake again, but Li Dan said that she had gained weight after eating too much, and it was gone, so she promised to bring it to her tomorrow before giving up.

As time passed by, Master Lu began to ask questions.

Some women started asking questions about themselves and trying to play, looking for mistakes.

Li Dan regained his energy and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

This is an ancient style of "Player" played by a senior sister surnamed Li. Because it is an exercise, there is very little spiritual blessing, which is in line with the fluctuation of the rhythm. It makes people feel a little uncomfortable when they hear it, and it arouses emotions.

But there are still deficiencies, unable to fully mobilize, is seeking guidance from Master Lu.

Li Dan was overjoyed when he heard it.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for listening to the rhythm, music attribute +1, +5, +3, +7..."

After finishing the song, he seemed to have a vague understanding of those Duo, Huan, Mi, Fa, Shuo, La, and Xi.

This surprised him again and again.

Seeing the excited look of her tablemate, Ouyang Ling yawned and said in a low voice, "This senior sister can play fairly well, but there are eight fatal mistakes. If the other party has a soundproof array or a high mental strength, he can play it. These entry points backfire.”

Of course Li Dan didn't understand, so he said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, as long as it sounds nice!"

Ouyang Ling looked at Li Dan, and suddenly became interested: "I said, why do you like a rhythm as a big man? Of course I'm not discriminating. In our star palace, there are thousands of men who study rhythm, but they are quite similar. Compared with more than 100,000 women, the proportion is too small.

And those men finally learned, they were all very feminine, not masculine, not easy to get angry, I don't know if it's good or bad, I think you are like me, you are also active, and you have such a good cook. Yi, why did you suddenly think of learning rhythm? "

Of course Li Dan can't explain it, can it be said that I only stay for a month, and then I will be self-taught without a teacher?

"Haha, sister Ouyang, you don't know, he is for the goddess in his heart," At this moment, a female senior sister next to him took the initiative to show his favor to Ouyang Ling.

Li Dan didn't have time to explain, so hurry up and listen to increase the musical attributes.

When Ouyang Ling heard this, she was initially drowsy, but suddenly became interested.

It seems that women have an innate curiosity for this kind of gossip.

"What's the name of this sister?"

"My name is Gu Qianye, I'm older than you in terms of age, you can call me Sister Gu!" said the woman next to her.

Ouyang Ling said obediently, "Sister Gu, tell me what's going on?"

Ouyang Ling likes to read the storybook the most on weekdays, and the most touching thing in it is the love stories of men and women.

But she has a hobby, that is, the more abusive one is, the more she likes it.

For example, in the end, the death of a man or a woman has become a regret; after being framed for amnesia for many years, after many years of hard work, the children of the heroine will all run away; the man who falls in love is the enemy who killed his father...

Because sometimes this kind of plot will make her heartache, and then she can't come out for several days. She can calm down and make music, and then play magical special effects.

This is also a shortcut taught by the sect.

Some senior sisters don't need it, they can enter the state in three seconds and then cry, which makes Ouyang Ling very doubtful whether they have experienced something long ago.

The senior sister named Gu Qianye looked at Li Dan who was listening intently, and then looked at Lu Shiyao in front of her, then leaned over and lowered her voice, "It's a long story, you wouldn't imagine, A few months ago, he was still an autistic person who was not good at words. At that time...for ninety-nine consecutive days of confession...no face was revealed, but it was still rain or shine...the surrounding sects all had his love story book...cooking, became God of Cooking... I found out that Junior Sister Lu likes music..."

Ouyang Ling listened quietly, and looked at her tablemate in disbelief, full of admiration.

It turns out that the stories in the small talk book were not made up, and there really are such infatuated men in reality.

"Let me show you, I only have this one!" Gu Qianye handed over a beautifully bound booklet.

Ouyang Ling is full of thanks, UU reading www. uukanshu. com is this the love story?

When it was opened, a sketch was drawn on the first page that caught my eye.

Around the mountains, there are people who are pointing and pointing. At the foot of the mountain, there is an isolated position, a man whose face cannot be seen clearly, Yangtian is shouting something.

As the pages were read, the graceful fonts that were transcribed scene by scene appeared.

"I like you without permission, I'm sorry!"

"You are like the southern wall, you don't want to look back when you hit it!"

"I want to give you the best in the world, but I found that the best in the world is you!"

"I may be missing your past, but I hope you don't miss my future."

...

Ouyang Ling looked at it seriously, the more she looked, the more shocked she became, and she was also inexplicably moved and imagined.

She has never seen such a confession of love, so simple and clear, but it makes every character have life.

She used to read the words book, and the expressive mood in it was not so obvious. It was nothing more than 'the age is not old, the love is difficult', 'how many haggard faces, how many lovesickness', 'listening to the strings, breaking the three thousand obsessions', etc. this type.

But this is the first time I have seen it, and every sentence is touching.

After reading several pages in a row, every sentence made Ouyang Ling moved, happy, associated, and heartbroken...

Even at a certain moment, seeing the words "I'm more afraid of you frowning with sadness than darkness and ghosts" actually caused her mood to fluctuate like never before, as if she had read an abuse book and was looking for a strange feeling of inspiration.

But when it happened again, that feeling disappeared.

And such love words, there are more than 9,800 sentences, a thick pile.

Could it be that it was the right time to come to Tianya Haige?