Chapter 388 My Love Overflows Like Rainwater (4K)

Mu Qingyang seemed to be a little panicked, as if he felt Zeng Wenjie's overly aggressive nature.

But after he kissed me, my mind became confused again...

Even Feng Xiao couldn't stand Zeng Wenjie's atmosphere, let alone Xiao Mu, who was just beginning to fall in love.

After Zeng Wenjie was kissed by Mu Qingyang until he was confused, he said, "How about I put my sofa together and we sleep together?"

Mu Qingyang nodded in confusion and said, "Okay..."

Then, Zeng Wenjie pushed aside the small table in the middle and pulled his own sofa over. Putting the two sofas together, the space became much more spacious.

Mu Qingyang looked at him hunching over and couldn't help wondering why he had to move the sofa in this position?

After putting the sofa together, Zeng Wenjie quickly jumped up and crawled into Mu Qingyang's quilt, grinning and saying, "It's more spacious now, we can sleep together."

Mu Qingyang showed a sweet smile on his face.

"Damn, could you please not be so cute... the more I look at her, the more I want to bully her!"

Zeng Wenjie looked at Mu Qingyang's smiling face and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Mu Qingyang put his hand into his clothes, took off the underwear that Zeng Wenjie had untied, and stuffed it under the pillow with a red face, fearing that he would snatch it away and fuck her hard again.

Seeing Mu Qingyang's thief-like appearance, Zeng Wenjie couldn't help it. He put his arms around her and slowly crawled into the quilt.

He had no other thoughts but to see the true face of Mount Lu.

Mu Qingyang felt like he was dying of embarrassment...

"Are you okay..." Mu Qingyang couldn't help but whisper, his voice a little scared and shy.

"Not yet... suck suck suck..."

Who isn't a baby?

After Zeng Wenjie was no longer a baby, Mu Qingyang curled up and turned around, facing away from him, burying his head in the pillow.

Zeng Wenjie felt that it was enough. If it went any further, she might not be able to bear it.

"Go to sleep!"

Zeng Wenjie, who was no longer a baby, gently touched Mu Qingyang's head, put his arm around her, and said.

After turning off the lights, he realized that he had overestimated himself and couldn't fall asleep.

Mu Qingyang's body was next to him, and when he moved inadvertently, he felt something special. He was immediately frightened and his whole body stiffened, not daring to move.

Zeng Wenjie turned to look at Mu Qingyang, only to see that she also had her eyes open. Their gazes met in the darkness, and the latter gave in first, nervously and hurriedly closing her eyes.

Zeng Wenjie sighed and said, "I can't sleep, so I'd better move the sofa back."

Mu Qingyang said, "No!"

Zeng Wenjie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "I really can't sleep like this..."

Mu Qingyang repeated: "No!"

Zeng Wenjie had no choice but to maintain the situation like this, but he didn't expect that he would end up tying himself up in knots.

I don’t know how long I endured it, I could only hear the quartz clock hanging on the wall ticking.

"Still can't sleep?" Mu Qingyang asked softly.

"Um."

"It's late! How am I supposed to fall asleep?"

“The only way to sleep on an airplane is to sleep on an airplane.”

"?"

"Pull!"

The darkness gave Mu Qingyang some courage, but her pretty face was still so red that it was faintly visible in the darkness.

Sure enough, after taking the flight that Mu Qingyang bought a ticket for, Zeng Wenjie soon fell asleep peacefully.

Mu Qingyang leaned in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

She felt a little shy, but not ashamed.

Because Xiao Mu loves Xiao Zeng.

The next day, when Zeng Wenjie woke up, he felt refreshed. He turned around and saw Mu Qingyang snuggled in his arms, sleeping soundly.

"Um~Call me sister!"

Her lips moved and she uttered incoherent words.

"Hmph, you little Mu, you want me to call you sister even in your dreams! In terms of soul, I am almost twenty years older than you." Zeng Wenjie thought to himself.

Then, a warm smile appeared on his face, because Mu Qingyang was dreaming about him.

"Don't suck... my... feet..."

Zeng Wenjie was stunned, a question mark on his face. What kind of dream was this?!

He shamelessly eavesdropped on Mu Qingyang's mumbling in his sleep.

After Mu Qingyang stopped talking in his sleep, he got up carefully, trying not to disturb her, and finished washing up.

After lying down next to her again, Zeng Wenjie felt quite satisfied when he thought about everything that happened last night.

Jay Chou’s lyrics are very appropriate: My love overflows like rain.

"Hmm~"

Mu Qingyang snorted softly, slowly opened her eyes, and then saw Zeng Wenjie looking at her in a daze.

She was not prone to blushing, but she instantly turned into a steamy girl, and her whole body turned visibly red.

"Why are you shy as soon as you wake up?" Zeng Wenjie asked with a smile.

"Nothing!" Mu Qingyang immediately shook his head.

Then, Zeng Wenjie pressed her forehead to prevent her from moving and attacked her directly. This time, Mu Qingyang almost suffocated!

Zeng Wenjie finally understood why he almost suffocated the previous few times. It turns out that when you like someone to the extreme, you can't help yourself!

So, he looked at the breathless Mu Qingyang and couldn't help laughing: "I confessed to you in Russian, but how should I say it in your native dialect?"

"I like you." Mu Qingyang said subconsciously, and then he knew that he had been tricked again.

Just when she was about to act coquettishly and get a little mad, she saw Zeng Wenjie kiss her forehead gently and said softly: "I like you!"

Mu Qingyang let out a "hmm" and his whole body melted, and he curled up softly in the quilt.

"What's wrong?" Zeng Wenjie patted her little head through the quilt and asked with a smile.

"Let me calm down!" Mu Qingyang said in a trembling voice.

Zeng Wenjie was truly wicked. He lifted a corner of the quilt, leaned forward and said, "I really like you, Mu Qingyang~"

"Hmm!" Mu Qingyang groaned again and shrank even lower, with her pair of pink little feet hanging outside the sofa.

"I really like you very much!" Zeng Wenjie continued.

"Don't talk anymore, I'm going to die..." Mu Qingyang's voice became soft.

"What are you saying? You're talking so much gibberish, I can't understand you!" Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

He smiled with satisfaction, then reached out to tickle the soles of Mu Qingyang's feet.

Classmate Xiao Mu acted coquettishly and pulled her feet back into the quilt, curling up into a ball and melting into it.

"Hahaha, you're so stupid. Calm down. I'm going to the bathroom." Zeng Wenjie said.

Hearing Zeng Wenjie enter the bathroom, Mu Qingyang slowly stuck his head out from under the quilt, then hugged the quilt tightly in his arms and rolled back and forth on two sofas put together.

When Zeng Wenjie came out of the bathroom, Mu Qingyang had already changed his clothes.

"Are you ready to calm down?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"Hmmmm!" Mu Qingyang pecked at the rice like a chicken.

"Hurry up and wash up, then have breakfast. We're going to The Voice of China and take a makeup photo of your idol," said Zeng Wenjie.

Mu Qingyang smiled and said, "Monkey, monkey!"

She skipped happily into the bathroom and closed the door.

Zeng Wenjie lay on his back on the sofa, thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help but hug the quilt with both hands, and then rolled back and forth...

When Mu Qingyang opened the door and came out, he was already sitting there upright.

"Let's go~" Mu Qingyang smiled happily and took the initiative to stretch out her white and tender little hand to pull him up.

Zeng Wenjie held her hand and pulled her down. He couldn't help but hug her for a while.

Mu Qingyang only now realized that Zeng Wenjie had deceived him a long time ago...

He didn't have any test stones in his pocket at all!

It's obviously a plane!

Zeng Wenjie took Mu Qingyang to eat a bowl of fragrant mutton noodles, and then went to the "Voice of China" set at the Convention and Exhibition Center.

Mu Qingyang followed the photography team to watch the recording out of curiosity. She found it very interesting and fun. Moreover, her idol was right in front of her, teaching singing techniques to Zeng Wenjie and other students.

After the recording was over, Zeng Wenjie said to Lao Xie, "Teacher, could you please take the makeup photo? It's very simple, just change into a black suit."

Old Xie was quite straightforward. He nodded and said, "Then wait a moment."

Zeng Wenjie stuffed two packs of cigarettes and a red envelope into the hands of a photographer he knew well, saying, "Thank you, bro!"

The photographer was familiar with this, so he gave an "OK" sign and said, "Shall we still send the photos to your email, Marenia, after we're done?"

"Um!"

After a while, Lao Xie changed into a black suit, with a white shirt and a black tie underneath, and his handsome style came out immediately.

Zeng Wenjie chose this costume because it matches the cartoon character of Snacks is Panic.

The little man also wore a black suit, white shirt, and a black top hat.

After simply striking a few cool poses, the job was done.

Old Xie was even a little embarrassed and said, "Isn't it too simple? Do you want to take a few more shots?"

Zeng Wenjie said: "No need, this is enough, thank you for your help, teacher!"

Old Xie smiled and said, "That's as I should. After all, I took two of your songs! I didn't change the lyrics or the music, and I'm going to send them out as is."

Lao Xie is actually a man with a strong personality and a bit rebellious. Otherwise, he would not have done such a bold thing as smashing a guitar worth millions in public.

"Xiao Mu is here too? Do you want to take another photo together?" Old Xie saw Mu Qingyang waiting on the side and waved and asked.

"Monkey! Monkey! Thank you for showing off!" Mu Qingyang immediately ran up happily and stood next to Zeng Wenjie.

Old Xie was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face. It was rare that when taking photos together, she always stood next to Zeng Wenjie instead of standing next to him, her idol.

After taking a few photos together, Lao Xie asked Zeng Wenjie, "How's the singing going?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "I've been practicing 'Yellow Man' recently. I hope you can give me some pointers during the rehearsal."

Old Xie was worried and said, "Sing for me."

Zeng Wenjie sang a cappella, and Mu Qingyang thought it sounded nice, but Lao Xie frowned. Tsk... compared with his English rap, it's really hard to describe, huh?

It sounds okay to ordinary people, but when professional singers listen to it, there are a lot of problems.

"How about I choose a rap song by Jay Chou for you? The chorus will be given to another contestant." Old Xie smacked his lips and asked.

"I'm not suitable for his style, and I'm afraid it will be even worse." Zeng Wenjie said helplessly.

Lao Xie said, "Why don't you just write one yourself? Otherwise, I'm afraid your performance in the semi-final will be terrible."

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Is it really that catastrophic?"

Old Xie nodded and said, "Your rap has great power and rhythm, but when it comes to singing pop songs, you sound really amateurish."

Well, Zeng Wenjie, who felt that he was omnipotent after his rebirth, was severely hit.

Then, the corner of his mouth twitched. Perhaps he shouldn't use "The Voice" to establish his persona? However, if he didn't participate, it might not help Mu Qingyang get her mother's QQ number back! Could it be that he really had to use the shameful excuse of feigning illness and performing poorly in the semi-finals?

"Then I'll try writing one myself?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"Well... finish it as soon as possible, then I will screen you and eliminate you in the semi-finals." Old Xie smiled helplessly.

When Mu Qingyang heard that Zeng Wenjie was going to be eliminated, she couldn't help but pout unhappily. She certainly hoped that Zeng Wenjie would have a chance to win the championship.

Zeng Wenjie pretended to have a flash of inspiration and said, "I have an idea... Teacher, please help me compose the music and write the lyrics!"

Old Xie was stunned and asked, "Is this true?"

Then, Zeng Wenjie demonstrated to Lao Xie what a fucking genius is.

"Hiss..." Old Xie recorded it with a tape recorder. After listening to it once, he was a little shocked.

But when I think about the fact that both "Fireworks Cool Down" and "The Lone Hero" were written by him, I don't find it strange anymore. I just think he must be a musical genius who is no less than Jay Chou! It's just that his basic skills are a bit poor, and it's a bit too late to shape him now.

"So, the song is called "Floating to the North", right? You are so young, have you ever had the experience of drifting to Beijing?" Old Xie asked with a surprised look on his face.

Some of the lyrics have, of course, been slightly altered.

"No, but I have watched some TV dramas before and have always felt touched by this." Zeng Wenjie responded expressionlessly.

Old Xie reluctantly accepted this statement. Art is something that cannot be clearly explained. After all, Zeng Wenjie, who was able to write "The Lone Hero", had never been a firefighter, policeman, or soldier...

"This song is great. I'll pair you with a student with a more ethereal voice, and then eliminate you in the semi-finals." Old Xie laughed. "That way, we don't have to worry about people online saying we're involved in shady dealings."

Zeng Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, complaining in his heart that he had hosted the wrong show.

However, in this era, when it comes to rap variety shows, I can only say...

Will you win?

Guaranteed death, little brother!

Then, Lao Xie happily left with the tape recorder, intending to go back and give the other three mentors a hard time.

Zeng Wenjie asked: "Teacher, I am planning to launch a series of 'Fengwei snacks' in the snack shop. Would you mind?"

"No problem!" Old Xie agreed without turning his head.

Zeng Wenjie felt more and more that his shamelessness had become so thick that no one could match him, and he even plagiarized in front of others.

Mu Qingyang gently tugged at Zeng Wenjie's clothes and asked, "Are you really going to be eliminated in the semi-finals?"

Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "I have no objection, but you are still unhappy?"

Mu Qingyang said: "I want you to win the championship!"

"I hope I will always be the champion in your mind." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Hmm? Hmm!" Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and his mood improved.

Yes, in her mind, Zeng Wenjie is the best, that's the best!

(End of this chapter)