My bamboo horse is super sweet

337 Chapter 337: If you love me, hug me
Feng Cheng was wearing a mask and a black coat, leaning on the back of the chair with a very lazy expression: "No."

Tang Yi cut the next song: "We can listen to a few more songs and find inspiration.

After listening to several songs, I still didn't feel it: "Do you want to be dry or lyrical?"

Feng Cheng rolled his eyelids lightly: "Do you think my throat can get dry?"

His voice was deep and slightly hoarse, and because of a cold, it was also nasal.

Obviously...it shouldn't be dry anymore.

Xu Baichuan glanced at the phone: "Let's listen to the slow ones first..."

I played a lyrical song, and felt that something was missing, nothing too big.

Tang Yi chose for a long time, and then asked, "Does Xiangxiang baby have any favorite songs?"

"If you have any opinions, you can put forward them. If you are a little more selective, we can refer to them."

Xu Shengxiang held his little face and propped it on the table: "If you love me, hug me, little rabbit, be good, catch loach..."

"..."

Tang Yi supported his forehead, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "What are the rules of this competition... I don't know who the opponent is? Send Baby Xiangxiang over there as an undercover agent, and make the other party mad, maybe we'll just lie down Won."

Xu Shengxiang: "..."

She felt as if she was being despised!
racking my brain...

Not to be outdone, he spoke again: "I have another idea..."

Tang Yi patted her head: "Okay, I know baby Xiangxiang, I know you have tried your best, so let's not make trouble here, shall we?"

Xu Shengxiang: "..."

Xu Shengxiang frowned: "I really have a good idea!"

Tang Yi coaxed perfunctorily: "Okay, okay...Little frog or two tigers? Go back and ask Ah Cheng to sing it to you."

Xu Shengxiang: "..."

Hmm, angry.

Ask her and she doesn't want to talk.

Feng Cheng sat there lazily, and tapped twice on the table with his knuckle fingers: "This is a waste of time, let's go and listen separately, and discuss it together when we hear something good."

"it is good."

"can."

One of them took a walkman, found a corner, and went to listen to music.

Both windows of the practice room were open.

Feng Cheng was wearing a baggy black coat, sitting on the window, because he had a slight cough, he put on the black mask again.

Frowning slightly, he chose music one by one.

When he looked up inadvertently, Xu Shengxiang was sitting in front of the table, with his chin on the table, earphones on his ears, and he was listening to music, looking listless.

He laughed lowly: "Baby..."

Hearing his deep magnetic and slightly hoarse voice, Xu Shengxiang turned his face sideways and looked over with puzzled eyes.

Feng Cheng sat on the window sill, his black hair brushed his eyebrows, he hooked his finger at her: "Come here."

Although his posture is a bit like calling a puppy.

But Xu Shengxiang walked up to him obediently, looked up at him: "What are you doing?"

He sat on the windowsill, looking down at her condescendingly.

The bony fingers hooked up her headphone cable: "What are you listening to?"

Plug another earphone into his ear.

Listening to the song in the earphones, after a while, my brows gradually relaxed.

The thin lips hooked slightly: "You just wanted to talk about this song?"

Xu Shengxiang nodded: "Well..."

The music in the earphones is still playing.

After listening to it once, I already have a general direction in my heart.

Play that song again.

(End of this chapter)