When it came to singing, it was very harmonious with the people of the lower class. It was not like other forms of art where it was difficult to be accepted and appreciated if the work did not reach a certain standard.
Singing and listening to songs were the needs of spiritual civilization. However, it was completely different from other forms of art such as painting. Other forms of art were purely psychological and spiritual appreciation, while singing and listening to songs could stimulate the brain through the feedback brought by the organs and produce a kind of physiological pleasure.
Of course, not everyone would be like this.
After waiting for her roommates to finish singing, it was Liu Changan and Bai Hui's turn. Bai Hui collected her thoughts and prepared to enjoy the joy of Liu Changan singing with her.
"When he sings, it makes you feel like your ears are being … being … massaged … No, it's your eardrums. It's like your eardrums are being given an SA," Bai Hui said with the microphone in her hand.
The people sitting there happened to be Yan Xiang, Li Hongman, and Zhao Yu from Bai Hui's dormitory. Their gazes were a little strange because it was the first time they saw Bai Hui being so intimate and appreciative of a boy. It made them naturally associate the words Bai Hui had said with a certain "deskmate" that was full of ambiguity.
"Hello … Ah … Hello …" Liu Changan wiped the microphone, still like an old principal patting the microphone to test the sound.
During the prelude and melody, Liu Changan turned his head and glanced at Bai Hui.
Bai Hui looked at Liu Changan's eyes, which were no different from usual, but she felt a kind of vivid emotion in the music. She immediately entered into that mood.
Singing with Liu Changan was so comfortable. His one movement, one look, as if it was a gentle provocation, could bring people into it.
His voice had a strong penetrating power, and Bai Hui, who was standing next to him, felt the happiest because he would always give her an interactive look at the right time. In an instant, her singing was full of artistic conception. The feeling of being wrapped up in emotions made her feel like she was in a trance and out of reality. She was galloping on the plateau on a horse, feeling the carefree jolt of the ups and downs, sprinting down from the misty plateau, falling into the undulating valley, and looking up, there was a speeding train in front of her, shuttling through the deep and dark tunnel, passing through and entering again and again. The fierce and rhythmic collision between the wheel hub and the rail seemed to be the melody of her heart that was tightly held by him.
Bai Hui opened her eyes and looked at Liu Changan, who was close at hand. Finally, she experienced the joy of singing with him again. She opened her mouth, like a fish that finally jumped into the water after jumping for a long time under the hot sun. Her whole body was wet and the satisfaction spread from her mouth to her whole body. Panting, she put down the microphone and hugged Liu Changan with a blushing face. Then, she quickly let go of him and ran to the sofa to drink two mouthfuls of water.
The roommates applauded together, but no one thought that Bai Hui hugging Liu Changan was anything to cheer about. It was just like in many occasions, when everyone cooperated to complete a mutually satisfactory task, they would celebrate by hugging each other.
"I didn't expect you to be so good at singing." Yan Xiang sincerely praised Bai Hui. She also liked to sing.
"No … He did a good job. I really can't sing by myself. No matter how I sing, I can't get the feeling." Bai Hui drank another mouthful of water. The song was less than five minutes long, especially when Liu Changan sang in harmony in the second half of the song. The feeling of being entangled and perfectly blending together made Bai Hui feel very comfortable.
"Can you sing a song for me?" Zhao Yu asked Liu Changan eagerly.
Before Liu Changan could refuse, Bai Hui quickly said, "Let him rest for a while. It's quite tiring to sing like this."
Zhao Yu glanced at Bai Hui and smiled. She didn't say anything. She looked carefully at Bai Hui's pink face and moist lips. It seemed … nothing. Maybe it was because she had a boyfriend, so her thoughts were a little dirty?
"Liu Changan, sing a solo song. I don't believe that you are so weak that you will be tired after singing one song." Li Hongman clapped her hands and requested.
Bai Hui didn't interrupt such a request. Actually, all the girls here felt that listening to Liu Changan sing was really a kind of enjoyment of having their eardrums massaged.
"I will sing 'Swords Are Like A Dream.' It was the theme song of the TV series' The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre 'from 20 years ago." Liu Changan had originally planned to sing this song.
Bai Hui listened quietly to Liu Changan sing. She suddenly realized a problem. What if others still asked Liu Changan to sing a duet later?
Why was she so unwilling to let others sing with Liu Changan? The previous problem had not been solved yet, and a new problem made Bai Hui feel a little ashamed. It must be a girl's possessiveness and selfishness. Why should she share with others and let others experience it? This had nothing to do with Liu Changan. It was just because she was a selfish person.
Just like if she picked up money, she would definitely keep it. Why should she share it with others? Thinking that everyone who saw it should have a share was really boring … That's not right. This reason couldn't convince her, because she had really picked up money before and happily shared it with others.
It was probably because compared to money, Liu Changan was worth slightly more attention … That's not right either! Bai Hui angrily thought of her own life principle. It was fine as long as one had money. Money was the most important thing.
What she liked the most was money. If others liked to fool around with Liu Changan, then so be it. Bai Hui looked around vigilantly to see who was most likely to be tactless and ask Liu Changan to sing a duet.
Fortunately, everyone was tactful. After Liu Changan sang "Blade Is A Dream," he sang "Love Country More Love Beauty," so no one asked to sing a duet with him.
Liu Changan played mic-hog for a while, then went downstairs to get something to eat. Yan Xiang and Zhao Yu went to the bathroom together. Bai Hui didn't want to go, but after ordering two songs, she realized that she had drunk a little too much water. She walked over and heard Yan Xiang and Zhao Yu talking in the bathroom.
"You were really tactless just now … Bai Hui was so close to Liu Changan, and you still shouted that you wanted to sing a duet with Liu Changan."
"Yeah, in our eyes, it's just a friend or classmate singing a song together. But in the eyes of people who have an ambiguous relationship, it's especially important."
"Of course, we are all experienced people, so we don't pay so much attention. Bai Hui obviously hasn't been in a relationship before. She cares about everything. "
"Do you think Liu Changan likes her?"
"I heard that Liu Changan has a girlfriend … He doesn't seem to be very interested in Bai Hui."
Bai Hui turned around and walked to the bathroom downstairs. She looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly burst into tears.
I recommend a book to my friend, Xing Chen Yu's "Rebirth of Shang Zhou King". If you are interested, you can read it.
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