Chapter 113 Alone

If possible, put the book on the shelf, it is convenient for you and supports me, thank you very much!

Feng Yiping and Wang Changning still paid attention to their eating manners in front of the girls, but they were really hungry at noon today, and eating noodles, when they got up quickly, they would inevitably make a "slip" sound.

Fortunately, Huang Jingping also grew up in the countryside, so she doesn't care much about these things, but she pays attention to herself, eating very quietly and ladylikely with her head down.

She was also embarrassed to look at the two boys who were eating heartily, especially Wang Changning. Face showed.

His technique of eating crucian carp is really good. When he licked it in his mouth, a small crucian carp was left with only a skeleton. After seeing it from the corner of Huang Jingping's eyes, she couldn't help asking, "Why do you eat fish like this?" sharp?"

On the contrary, Wang Changning was a little embarrassed to ask.

After eating the noodles, Huang Jingping took the initiative to say, "I'm going to wash the dishes."

Wang Changning hurriedly said, "No, I'll just wash it." He rushed to tidy it up.

Feng Yiping stopped him with a smile, Wang Changning looked at him puzzled, Feng Yiping didn't explain, just held him back.

Girls' enthusiasm for housework must not be discouraged!

Later, many of those lazy women who didn't like to do housework were accustomed to by cheap men.

Huang Jingping actually just said something according to common sense. I didn't expect Feng Yiping to play cards so unreasonably. But seeing the two boys smiling at her, she had no choice but to roll up her sleeves, "If I wash it, I will wash it." !"

Feng Yiping said later, "Hot up the water," she felt a little warmer, was she afraid that I would freeze?

Unexpectedly, Feng Yiping added another sentence, "That way it will be washed clean without leaving a fishy smell."

The originally cheerful footsteps paused, "We must do something to annoy him!" Huang Jingping thought.

However, her idea of ​​slipping and dropping a bowl was not implemented. When washing the dishes, Feng Yiping still came in to help, took the washed bowl from her, and rinsed it with cold water.

It really doesn't mean anything else, it's just a cold day, and it's hard for a girl who comes to the house for the first time to come into contact with cold water.

Wang Changning watched the two of them cooperating tacitly in the kitchen in the living room, sighed enviously, got up and entered his room, and gently closed the door.

After they came out, they saw Wang Changning returning to the room, feeling unnatural for a moment. Feng Yiping originally wanted to take the tape recorder to the living room, but the living room was very empty and cold, so let’s stay in the room. The more serious you are, the more annoying I feel that something is wrong, it is better to be so generous.

"Student Huang, tell me, why did you change your mind?" Feng Yiping asked her, he was a little hit when he couldn't ask for help that day.

Huang Jingping went to sing by herself, "It's nothing, I just feel that after this year, I can only spend another New Year's Day in school at most, and next year we will be promoted to the third grade, so we may not have time to do these things by then, while there is still a chance, Just go on stage and sing!"

"Didn't my sincerity impress you?" Feng Yiping asked with a smile.

"What are you thinking about? It has nothing to do with you. I want to sing." Huang Jingping blushed again.

Huang Jingping sat at the table listening to the song, occasionally humming a few words along with it, Feng Yiping leaned on the bed and read a book, the door of the room was of course open, but there was still a faint fragrance unique to girls in the room.

In such an environment, Feng Yiping's learning efficiency seems to have improved a lot for no reason. Gao Zhiyi's two books that he usually finds difficult to read, are progressing a little faster today.

Although Huang Jingping was sitting there listening to music, through the window glass in front of her, she could see Feng Yiping glanced over here from time to time, and she felt a little sweet in her heart.

Conscience of heaven and earth, that is completely Feng Yiping's habitual action when he thinks about a problem. When he encounters something in the book that he doesn't understand, he will look around with the problem. If he looks carefully, his eyes are completely out of focus at this time. .

As for why he always looks over there today, one reason is that there is a window over there, and the other reason is that there is a girl sitting over there. He did this purely unconsciously or subconsciously.

In this kind of winter, sitting for a long time will make it colder. After a while, Feng Yiping couldn't help stamping his feet when he saw Huang Jingping there. He found a blanket from the closet, patted her shoulder from behind, and handed it to Huang Jingping. , "It's clean, put it on your lap, it's warmer."

"Well," Huang Jingping blushed, her voice was as soft as a gnat.

Just like this, Huang Jingping turned around, rubbed her hands and said, "I think it's about the same, let's practice together!"

The first few times were very unsuccessful. I don’t know what happened. As long as the two of them make eye contact, after a while, they will laugh while singing.

After finally persevering, after singing the chorus twice, Feng Yiping took out a blank tape and recorded the two of them singing a cappella, but neither of them were satisfied.

In the original singing of this song, the level of the female voice is actually the same. Huang Jingping's voice is good, and the sense of music is also good, but she has been accommodating Feng Yiping's alto, and the result is that even the part of her singing is not good. .

"You don't have to accommodate me, you can sing as high as you can."

I learned my lesson, practiced it a few more times, and recorded it again. Another problem appeared. It was said to be a chorus, but there was no sense of chorus at all. There was no echo, no resonance, and it was you singing yours and I singing mine .

The deeper problem is that in front of each other, both of them can't let go of each other, and they both hold their hands, so the overall effect sounds dry and not round at all. The beautiful yearning and prayer in the song are completely Can't hear it.

It's like a person who hasn't drank water for many days, using the speed and tone of a eulogy, dryly reciting the lyrics of "My Sun", without any enthusiasm.

This problem is a bit difficult to deal with right now. To be honest, under Feng Yiping's intentional restraint, although they have been classmates for more than a year, the two of them have not actually dealt with each other many times until now, so, especially Huang Jingping, Some reserve is inevitable.

Don't expect to eat a fat man in one bite. If you continue to practice today, it will not be effective. Apply Uncle Zhao's handling method in a sketch. At this time, you should find a way to ease the atmosphere and enhance mutual understanding.

He just thought of a few simple jokes, and sure enough, Huang Jingping was overjoyed and didn't care about maintaining her ladylike image. She laughed wildly and stabbed Feng Yiping with her small fists, "Haha, I'm dying of laughter." Where did you read these funny stories?"

As a result, not only did they feel more familiar, Wang Changning, who was next door, couldn't even read the book when he heard the jubilant movement here.

After three o'clock, Feng Yiping felt that if he didn't send her back, Huang Chengzhong would probably come over, so he reminded her.

Feng Yiping insisted on sending her to the side of the road, and then watched her go upstairs. From the grids on the wall, Huang Jingping saw Feng Yiping turn around and go home, and then bounced upstairs, humming a song while walking , opened the door and saw that Huang Chengzhong was in the room, sitting there holding a water glass and reading the newspaper.

"Dad, you are at home, why didn't you play mahjong?"

"Well," Huang Chengzhong asked her, "how is the song practice?"

"The effect is not very good, and I have to practice a few more times."

"This Feng Yiping, his grades are really good?"

"Of course, even the second uncle said that if things go on like this, he will be admitted to the county No. 1 middle school. If there is no accident, it will not be a problem to enter the high school in the city." Huang Jingping said with a little pride.

"So, you have to study hard first." Huang Chengzhong said meaningfully.

Feng Yiping returned to 502, and there was still a faint fragrance in the room. He looked at the slightly empty room, feeling a little lost.

With a "squeak", Wang Changning poked his head out from the room, "What's the matter, don't you want to?"

It's really not the case now, but being with a girl, and being with a brother, it really feels very different.