Two hours later, my slave and I knocked on our door with a bunch of presents. In addition to presents, we also brought the new ski equipment we bought today—my mother told us to spend the night at her place today, so we had to bring everything with us so as not to delay tomorrow’s trip and go directly to the ski resort tomorrow. So we made it like a migratory bird moving today.
On the way to kTV, I asked my mother what I plan to do tomorrow, and whether I want to go skiing with us.
My mother waved her hand and said, "No need, I have other things to do."
I was baffled by my mother's mysterious appearance: "What can you do? Seeing netizens again?"
My mother squinted her eyes and refused to let go: "You don't have to worry about it, it's nothing to do with you anyway."
I sigh, why are these people so inexplicable today.
In fact, I was quite afraid of singing K duet. To paraphrase Jiang Li's words to describe the songs I sing, that is, when others sing, they occasionally get out of tune, and when I sing, I occasionally stay out of tune. My mother often patted my head with resentment, lamenting how she, a natural singer, gave birth to such a tone-deficient daughter as me. Although I have some doubts about the description of "natural singer", but considering that I am indeed tone-deaf to a bit too much, I did not expose her.
But today I am not worried. What are you afraid of, if my mother bullies me, I will bully Jiang Li, who made him my slave!
So as soon as we entered the kTV box, I kicked Jiang Li away to sing, and then sat next to my mother, handed her water and took the microphone, and served her so comfortably.
Under the service of her daughter and son-in-law, my mother sang a series of classic revolutionary songs such as "Dongfanghong", "Sing a Folk Song for the Party", "Ten Sending the Red Army Away" and so on. Almost up. Although these songs are must-haves for her to sing, I still haven't developed antibodies after listening to them so many times, and each time I listen to them with chills. It's not that these songs are bad, it's just that, uh, when my mother sings these songs, a Xiao Qiling in a dirty padded jacket and two shofar braids pops up in my mind, are you embarrassing
My mother sang too attentively, and didn't notice my entanglement, but Jiang Li kept looking back at me, and couldn't help but smirk. I'm so angry, this kid is obviously gloating! So I picked up another microphone and said to Jiang Li, "You, go and give me a glass of orange juice!"
Jiang Li then reluctantly obeyed. I was proud of myself when my mother raised the microphone and knocked on my head, and scolded me as she knocked: "This child! Jiang Li, you are too spoiled with her!"
I held my head and turned to look at my mother aggrievedly, you old man don't understand anything, okay! I have been oppressed by him for half a year, and I finally had the opportunity to be arrogant, this time I bought it with my body (hey!)...
Jiang Li smiled and handed the orange juice in front of me, and said to my mother: "Mom, the banquet is just a joke with me."
"Jiang Li, you don't have to protect her, I know my own daughter very well." My mother said, still not relieved, and hit my head again.
I covered my head and said angrily, "Mom, stop knocking, you will become stupid if you knock your head."
My mother said: "You are already stupid, don't care about being stupid again."
After all, I began to wonder if I was her real daughter again.
I glanced at my slave, hoping he would speak for me. It's a pity that his expression at this time... was full of approval, so I was sad and angry again.
I thought Jiang Li would go along with my mother and take the opportunity to laugh at me, but he said, "Actually, being stupid has its benefits."
What is this, openly praise and secretly criticize? I flew over with a sharp glance, put on the usual domineering airs of slave owners, and said to Jiang Li: "You go and cool off for me, there is no place for you to talk here!"
As soon as I finished, my mother slapped me on the head: "What are you talking about! Jiang Li, ignore her, come and sing." My mother said, and pointed to me, "You! Go sing!"
I have no words to ask the sky, only a thousand lines of tears. I figured it out, with my mother's backing, even if I wanted to bully Jiang Li, that would be delusional.
I asked Jiang Li what song he sang, and he replied, "Except for Jay Chou's, everything else is fine."
So I randomly picked up a lot of Jay Chou's songs, and ran back to sit beside my mother.
Jiang Li looked at me sideways, smiled smugly, and said, "Actually, I quite like singing his songs."
I... I am sad and angry for the nth time! This guy is too treacherous, he knows that I will intentionally dislike him, so he doesn't like Jay Chou, but he actually likes it!
Why do I always fall for his tricks, why is it...
At this time, my mother looked at me gloatingly, her expression seemed to be: Are you stupid? Did you fall for it
A weak voice echoed in my heart: It's not that I'm stupid, it's that Jiang Li is too cunning...
I was immersed in grief and indignation before I recovered, Jiang Li had already started singing. So I... grief and anger continue...
I don't understand, why did God give him everything? He looks good, has a good figure, and has an overly developed brain. Besides, he also knows a lot of miscellaneous things. Moreover, Ya lives a very healthy life, has no bad habits, has good taste, and seems to be a good athlete...
And now, I discovered that this kid can sing so well!
The first song Jiang Li sang was "Blue and White Porcelain". His voice was already very low, but when he sang this song, there was a sense of loneliness, which made people feel desolate and melancholy. I have listened to "Blue and White Porcelain" countless times before, and every time I think it sounds good, but I don't know exactly where it sounds good. Listening to Jiang Li singing in my ears today, and seeing that mV in front of my eyes, I feel sad for some reason.
Why can't the two of them be together, why do they miss it again and again, why is the blue and white porcelain so beautiful, this song is so beautiful, but I feel like crying...
When I was still immersed in the shock brought by "Blue and White Porcelain", my mother had already sang "Thousands of Miles Away" with Jiang Li.
This time Jiang Li's voice seemed a bit clear, when he sang the line "Send you away", he seemed reluctant and determined, and even his eyes became complicated. I turned my face to look at his devotion, and couldn't help but worship him. Jiang Li is actually the "natural singer", right
After singing "Thousands of Miles Away", my mother took the lead in applauding. She looked at Jiang Li with admiration, then at me with contempt, and finally shook her head.
I sweat, this is naked discrimination! So I picked up the microphone without hesitation, and decided to sing the next "Coral Sea" with Jiang Li.
It didn't take long for me to discover that I was simply asking for my own death. Good and bad are relative, if I just find someone with a broken voice from outside to sing with me, people probably won't think that I am singing out of tune. But now, it's Jiang Li!
I held the microphone tremblingly and looked at Jiang Li in fear. It's useless to regret it now, just bite the bullet. My goal now is not only to get out of tune myself, but also to try to get Jiang Li out of tune as well.
I sang "Coral Sea" like a rap, but unfortunately my true performance didn't take Jiang Li out of tune, which made me somewhat regretful. However, I feel that I am playing well today, much better than my past self. Although I am still out of tune, at least I can keep up with the beat of the music... I refuse to admit that my improvement is because of Jiang Li.
When I sang "Turn around and leave, I can't say anything", I turned my head to look at Jiang Li in a strange way. Unexpectedly, Jiang Li was also looking at me. Under the dim light in the private room, Jiang Li's eyes were as bright as stars. But there always seemed to be an unspeakable emotion in those eyes, which made me feel at a loss. I was irritated for a while, and turned my head away from him.
At this time, my mother patted me on the shoulder and reminded me: "Girl, you sang the wrong words."
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Jiang Li sang a few more songs, all by Jay Chou, and they were all very sad. I feel that I am really inexplicable today, as if I have been hindered by a demon. Listening to the loss, melancholy, regret and other emotions in his singing, I feel more and more uncomfortable. I didn’t feel this way when I listened to these songs before.
So I blamed Jiang Li depressingly: "Jiang Li, what kind of songs do you sing, you look like a resentful woman!"
Jiang Li was silent for a while, then raised his eyes to look at me with aggrieved tone: "These are all yours."
I:"… "
Fortunately, the next song helped me out, "Listen to Mother's Words", this song is not melancholy, and it can also flatter my mother.
Jiang Li's deep voice filled the box, and I was mesmerized by it.
"Listen to mom and don't hurt her
I want to grow up quickly to protect her
beautiful white happiness buds
The magic of the angels is warm and kind... ”
I fell into my mother's arms and said with a dog-legged smile: "Mom, I will definitely listen to you!"
My mother rubbed my head in a happy mood: "Really?"
I tried my best, and played with my mother's hand at the same time: "Of course, you are my real mother." Although occasionally I would doubt it...
So my mother said: "Then I want a grandson."
I:"… "