Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 140 I Like Your Feet
Gongsun Jin didn't like soaking her feet in the same basin with her.

Let her rest on his shoulder, rubbing her petite white feet on the instep.

The nail cover is a very healthy pink, very pretty.

Occasionally, when I look sideways, I can see her slender eyelashes, one by one, very beautiful.

Her hair is very fragrant, with a faint mint aroma.

The catkin holding his arm was also very gentle.

Gongsun Jin is in a good mood, he likes this kind of light comfort.

A theatrical version of Pokémon, "Giratina and the Bouquet of Ice Sky" was playing on the TV.

Zhuang Xiaomeng likes Pokémon very much, so Gongsun Jin watched it with her.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Gongsun Jin checked the time and prepared to go back to the room.

"Ah."

Zhuang Xiaomeng stood still.

"Go back to your room, I'll tidy up for you."

Gongsun Jin pointed to the room on the other side.

"I……"

Zhuang Xiaomeng hesitated to speak.

"What's up?"

"Tell me a story."

Zhuang Xiaomeng stretched out his hand to hold his arm, his eyes averted a little.

"I'm tired and I want to sleep."

Gongsun Jin yawned, walked in slowly, and was about to close the door with lightning speed.

Zhuang Xiaomeng had sharp eyes and quick hands, and hurried over, blocked the door, stepped into the room with one foot, and looked at him with a little satisfaction.

"What do you want?"

Gongsun Jin frowned.

"Why not, let me in first!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at him with a smile.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Gongsun Jin was slightly dissatisfied.

He still needs to code and update "Three Kingdoms" at night, so he can't be disturbed by her.

But any normal author will choose the former before sleeping and coding with beautiful girls.

Gongsun Jin is different, he is a dedicated author who is responsible for his lovely readers.

Women only affect how fast they can type.

"You let me in first, and I'll go back to my room to sleep."

"You think I'm stupid?"

Gongsun Jin rolled his eyes.

Although he likes getting along with Zhuang Xiaomeng very much, he still feels a little conflicted about sleeping in the same bed.

A lonely man and a widow live in the same room, if he loses control and accidentally shoots his gun, wouldn't it be a mistake that will cause eternal hatred?
This is responsible for her, but also responsible for myself.

"what!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng screamed suddenly, and looked behind Gongsun Jin in horror.

Gongsun Jin was frightened for a moment, then turned around subconsciously, and immediately realized that she had been hit.

But before he could turn his head, Zhuang Xiaomeng slipped in, like a dexterous cat.

After entering the door, she threw herself on the bed and rolled happily.

"This bed is so soft!"

She patted her calves happily, like a fish that landed on the shore and was alive and kicking.

Gongsun Jin looked at her helplessly.

"Get up, don't make trouble."

He stepped forward and grabbed the back collar of her clothes, like pinching the nape of a cat's neck.

"Hmm~"

Zhuang Xiaomeng shook his head like a rattle, but refused to move.

"I'm going to sleep in the other room."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Xiaomeng bounced off the bed, jumped up and hung on his back.

"Stop hanging on me, come down."

Gongsun Jin said angrily.

"I do not!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng shook his head again and again, his arms wrapped around his neck tightly, and his legs were wrapped around Gongsun Jin's waist.

"I really can't help you."

Gongsun Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"whee!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng kicked off her shoes and got into bed, revealing a pair of watery eyes, looking straight at him.

"Go to bed first, I'll stay up late."

Gongsun Jin sat down on the side of Zhuang Xiaomeng's feet and covered her legs with a quilt.

"Why don't you sleep over here?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng asked softly.

"Because I like your feet."

Gongsun Jin poker-faced, reached out and scratched her feet.

"Hey~ Dead foot control!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng laughed and looked at him pretending to be disgusted.

Gongsun Jin didn't refute, and turned on the writer's assistant to start typing.

Zhuang Xiao dreamed that she was ignoring him, so he went to look at Gongsun Jin's feet, stretched out a finger, and scratched the soles of his feet.

Gongsun Jin felt a little itchy, so she shrank back.

"hey-hey!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng smirked, reaching out to scratch him from time to time.

Gongsun Jin was busy typing, and didn't bother to talk to her.

Seeing that he ignored her, Zhuang Xiaomeng continued to make noise.

"Stop making trouble! Be good."

Gongsun Jin looked at her angrily, but Zhuang Xiaomeng tilted her head, always smiling, and Shui Ling's eyes blinked quickly, very cute.

Gongsun Jin was very angry with a straight face, but when she looked into her eyes, she couldn't get angry and couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, really don't make trouble, I have business to do now."

Gongsun Jin began to coax her.

"Okay, tell me when you're done."

Zhuang Xiaomeng nodded obediently and stopped tickling him.

Gongsun Jin calmed down and began to type. Zhuang Xiaomeng's feet rubbed against him, seeming to like the warmth of his body.

Gongsun Jin also likes the section about Ganlu Temple.

Sun Quan invited Liu Bei to enjoy the scenery, and he stood shoulder to shoulder with horses, showing his high spirits.

This is the romance of the Three Kingdoms. Although they regard each other as enemies, the heroes still cherish each other and appreciate each other.

As for the following three-qi Zhou Yu and Wolong Diaoxiao, these two plots should not be liked by book fans who like Zhou Yu.

At that time, it should also cause a burst of verbal criticism from fans.

Uploaded the new chapter in the last 2 minutes before the early morning, kept full attendance, and Gongsun Jin lay down to sleep.

Just as he got under the quilt, Zhuang Xiaomeng's feet rubbed against his face.

Gongsun Jin reached out and touched it, feeling a little cold.

"Your feet are so cold."

"Hey~ It's really a dead foot control, I like to touch my feet."

Zhuang Xiaomeng's voice came muffled from under the quilt.

"You have said so, I will be a dead foot control."

After Gongsun Jin finished speaking, she took her feet into her arms and held them tightly.

The two fell asleep on their feet.

Feeling the warmth from the soles of his feet, Zhuang Xiaomeng was stunned for a while, and then began to giggle.

When sleeping alone, she always feels her feet are cold.

But tonight is different. When he holds her feet, she always wiggles her toes comfortably and rubs gently in his arms.

"Good night."

Gongsun Jin's voice was very soft.

"OK, good night."

Zhuang Xiaomeng responded softly.

That night, she slept soundly.

When I woke up the next morning, there was already the sound of iron pans being stirred in the kitchen.

She got out of bed after getting dressed, and found that Gongsun Jin had finished washing and was busy in the kitchen.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth, breakfast is almost ready."

Without looking back, Gongsun Jin put the stir-fried mustard and shredded pork on a plate, then put it into the pot and started cooking the noodles.

"What are you doing?"

"Pork shredded noodles with pickled vegetables."

"Is there such a side?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng blinked with a confused look.

Gongsun Jin was stunned for a while, and suddenly thought that maybe there is no such snack as pickled mustard and shredded pork noodles in this world.

This snack is popular in the Jiangnan area, and the recipe is quite simple.

As for the taste, it's not really amazing, but very appetizing.

"Oh, I invented my own noodles."

Gongsun Jin didn't change his face, and added some red oil and green onion to the noodles.

"How come you have so many strange things?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng felt that Gongsun Jin was more and more mysterious.

When he was at home, Gongsun Jin used a few eggs and butter and fried them in a pan for a long time.

Finally, a snack called "Osmanthus eggs" was made.

This made Zhuang Xiaomeng feel very strange. She had never seen such a thing before.

What surprised her even more was that the sweet-scented osmanthus eggs were delicious.

She and Yuyu both like it very much.

"I figured it out myself."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

"I think, with your craftsmanship, if you go out and set up a stall, you will definitely make a lot of money."

"We can earn 9000 yuan a day by setting up a stall in front of the school to buy potatoes! People's life is so sweet!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked serious.

"Yeah, it's really sweet."

Gongsun Jin smiled lightly.

The breakfast is very simple, two bowls of shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables and hot pure milk.

I went to the supermarket to buy whole wheat bread, and there was unused bacon in the ingredients last night.

The bacon is fried in the pan and is very fragrant.

Add fried eggs and grilled sausage, sandwiched together on whole wheat bread.

They were all low-grade snacks, but the pampered Zhuang Xiaomeng ate them with great relish.

"This noodle tastes good."

She likes to eat hot and sour food, and thinks this noodle is quite appetizing.

"It surprised me, I thought you didn't like this kind of food."

The butter-aged steaks she eats at home every day cost thousands of dollars a piece.

Gongsun Jin was quite worried, she couldn't get used to these cheap things.

"Food is neither high nor low."

Zhuang Xiaomeng ate the noodles and looked into Gongsun Jin's eyes very seriously.

"Ah."

Gongsun Jin nodded in agreement.

After breakfast, go back to school.

After Zhuang Xiaomeng's identity was exposed, the attitudes of the classmates around her became extremely enthusiastic, and even Wang Xuetong, who was usually at odds with her, became much more polite.

There are too many people trying to add her as friends, and when they enter the dormitory, there will be people following them, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

In the past, the confidentiality work was done very well, but no one would pay special attention to her.

But it's different now.

"Mengmeng, Huihui and I went to the concert and saw..."

As soon as she returned to the dormitory, Yi Katie shouted excitedly.

"I know, needless to say."

Zhuang Xiaomeng's response was as indifferent as ever.

She was already considering whether to move out of the dormitory.

Gongsun Jin's residence in Red Berry Garden is quite good.

The most important thing is that Zhong Lingzi also lives there.

If she didn't pay close attention, Zhong Lingzi would definitely sneak away while she wasn't paying attention.

In the afternoon, after the class was over, Gongsun Jin and Zhong Lingzi got into the car, ready to go to the set.

Today is the time for the official recording of "The Sound of Sheng Sheng".

"Last night's concert was very successful, and I gained a lot of fans."

Zhong Lingzi rested her chin, very happy.

Gongsun Jin huddled in his down jacket, not talking much, like a lazy penguin.

Hearing Zhong Lingzi chattering non-stop, she just stretched her hand behind her hood, it was very warm there.

After getting out of the car, Gongsun Jin walked behind, put his hands into the pockets on both sides of her clothes, and touched her belly.

Very soft and very warm.

As for how soft and warm it is, forget it, there is no need to say, single dogs will not understand.

"What are you doing? A photographer will come and take pictures later."

Zhong Lingzi looked around and blushed slightly.

"Hands are cold, let me warm up for a while."

After Gongsun Jin finished speaking, she saw that the photography team was coming, so she took her hand out of her pocket.

"It's quite cold today."

Zhong Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief, her cheeks were slightly flushed from the cold.

She grasped Gongsun Jin's hand tightly and put it into her scarf.

It will be late but not too late, with only scattered snowflakes.

When the snow falls, there is no sound, and even the whistle of city traffic is much quieter.

The girl in front of him carefully wrapped his hands with a scarf.

Between one minute and one second, it seems like an eternity.

There were some snowflakes in her hair, and her beautiful face was clean and flawless, like a pure white pear blossom on the branches.

The amber eyes are very clear, reminding Gongsun Jin of Xiao Chiyo in "Memoirs of a Geisha".

But her demeanor is completely different from Xiao Chiyo's, less weak and pitiful, and more cold and unruly.

Only when she was in front of him, would she inadvertently show a little tenderness.

"Hurry up, take a picture of this scene!"

"This is definitely a scene that can skyrocket the ratings!"

The director smiled at his aunt, and also started to knock on this pair of CPs.

"The cameraman has already started shooting."

Gongsun Jin glanced sideways and said in a low voice.

"Uh-huh."

Zhong Lingzi let go, and followed Gongsun Jin into the stadium.

The psychedelic rock she sang in the last issue was a big success, and the singers in this issue also started to move their minds about rock and roll.

When singing, the soaring high notes are getting stronger and stronger.

Even Chen Baoyu, who has been singing lyrical folk songs, also sang rock music, with a smokey voice, which has a special charm.

The rock rhythm bursts and the melody is passionate, which can catch the audience's ears in the shortest time.

In order to conquer the ears of the audience in this issue, the singers tried their best.

From the backup dancer to the arrangement, to the stage effect, everything is ingenious.

"Everyone is also very good in this episode."

"Are you nervous?"

Gongsun Jin looked at Zhong Lingzi.

Zhong Lingzi just shook his head lightly, with a calm expression.

After listening to too much rock, it is inevitable that there will be some aesthetic fatigue.

My ears have been bombarded by high-pitched sounds for a long time, so I want a gentler massage.

"I quite like Chen Baoyu's folk songs. It's a pity that he also sings rock songs in this issue."

"Yeah, although everyone sang very well, it's a bit tiresome to listen to too much."

"I like Yang Yu's love song very much. Her voice is very sweet, but her pop rock song today doesn't feel very suitable."

No.6 is Cao Xiu. His rock music is of very high quality and his arrangements are exquisite.

The auditory hallucinations dominated by rock pure guitar reminded Gongsun Jin of Dou Wei.

Moreover, Cao Xiu's performance today was unexpectedly good, which attracted unanimous praise from the audience.

"Today, Lao Cao is estimated to be able to take the first place."

"That's not necessarily true. There are still people who haven't sung."

Xin Lin looked at Zhong Lingzi with a smile.

"Well, keep the top two."

Chen Baoyu smiled and quickly changed his words.

Unless Gongsun Jin comes up with another work no less than "Open to Tumi", but this may be minimal.

If "Open to Tumi" was included in this issue, it would be an undisputed killer.

But a song of such high quality is not Chinese cabbage.

"The seventh singer is ready!"

After hearing the announcement from the program team, Zhong Lingzi got up.

"Do you need me to cheer?"

Gongsun Jin asked.

"Um!"

She smiled and nodded.

"it is good!"

Gongsun Jin went off the field and shouted for her as usual.

Zhong Lingzi looked at him, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow.

"Please enjoy next, if there is an afterlife."

After seeing Zhong Lingzi on stage, the audience was also discussing, guessing what type of song she would sing today.

"It should still be rock. In the last issue, the psychedelic rock song she sang was very good."

"Yes, I think so too."

"However, I want to change the type."

Zhong Lingzi picked up the microphone, stood in the center of the stage, and adjusted her breath.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The drumbeat is like a heartbeat, which makes people nervous and full of expectations.

Surprisingly, the intro is a very simple plucked guitar sound.

The warm and poetic music style suddenly quieted the restless crowd, as if they were far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

"Before, people started harvesting in April."

"Lying and laughing on top of the tall grain piles."

"I walked through the golden wheat fields, went to sing to the scarecrow, and waited for the sunset wind to blow by."

Zhong Lingzi's voice is not as lazy and restless as in the previous issue, but has become very gentle and light.

The audience at the scene were stunned, and the audience in the live broadcast room were also unexpected.

Even the singers in the lounge did not expect that she chose a completely different style.

"The lyrics and tune are so refreshing."

"Yeah, it sounds so clean."

Xin Lin rubbed his chin with a focused expression.

"You passed by a small town called me, and the snow on the roof just turned into rain and fell."

"You wear transparent clothes and sing to me alone, all songs I like."

"We went to the lake in the prairie, waited for the migratory birds to fly back, and gave birth to a baby when we were all grown up."

When this passage was sung, Zhong Lingzi stared intently at Gongsun Jin in the audience.

Gongsun Jin did not avoid her gaze, but looked at her very seriously.

"He will grow up and go away by himself, and we will go away separately."

"I'll write to you, and you won't write back, so be it."

The gentle and soft voice followed into the stage without any haste, pulling the audience's emotions into the warm rice field world.

When it comes to the interlude, it is a gorgeous and brisk orchestral performance.

The musical instruments of each scale are distinct, expressing the sound of birds flying on the prairie and the sound of the wind.

The soft and powerful singing voice is perfectly integrated with the music melody, which enhances the music atmosphere of the whole song.

Simple and pure, pure but full of power.

"sounds so good!"

"The lyrics are so beautiful."

"Why are Xiaojin's lyrics so beautiful?"

"Like a prose poem."

"Lingzi also sings well."

After getting used to restless rock music, when I suddenly heard such a soft and quiet song, it seemed as if my soul had been purified.

At the end of the show, the singers in the lounge looked at each other.

"Okay, I take back what I said."

Chen Baoyu looked helpless.

"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead."

Xin Lin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In this issue, Zhong Lingzi miraculously won the first place.

Then came the post-match interview session.

"You performed well today, how do you feel?"

"Do you feel it? Everyone is amazing, and they are all very good musicians."

"It's because of my luck that I won the first place. Of course, it's because of Xiaojin's strength."

Faced with the interview this time, Zhong Lingzi was much more humble.

"Can I ask, why is this song called If there is an afterlife?"

"The theme of this issue is what if, but there is no if in this song."

Facing the questions from the crew, Gongsun Jin was calm and unhurried.

"Because, the life mentioned in the song is impossible to realize, it only exists in the beautiful imagination."

"Dreams that cannot be realized in this life can only be entrusted to the next life. Therefore, this song is called If there is an afterlife."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

The song was written extremely beautifully, but what he said was extremely cruel.

When the crew heard this, they were astonished.

Countless question marks floated across the live broadcast room.

"Xiao Jin, you have no heart!"

"It's so cruel!"

"Why did you kill me?"

Behind the poetic rhetoric of the lyrics, every word and every sentence is about the beautiful love that cannot be realized in life, and about the distant longing that cannot be erased in those years.

Wear transparent clothes and go sing to the Scarecrow.

When we are all grown up, we will have a doll.

All of these are fantasies.

He will gradually grow up and go away, and we will go away separately.

I write to you and you don't write back.

This is the portrayal of real life.

Zhong Lingzi was also stunned for a while when he heard his words, and realized later.

"So this song, is that what it means?"

(End of this chapter)