The Death of an Angel is ten minutes long and is divided into three parts in terms of style. The first part is five minutes long and is a fairy tale, with zither and chimes, ethereal, beautiful, pure, white and sweet. The second part is three minutes long and is a myth, with pottery xun and chimes, grand, sad and passionate. The third part is two minutes long and is a lie, with bamboo flute and chimes, gloomy, sad and silent tears.

Yun Luo recalled the apocalyptic version of Angel's Death, thought carefully, and sang the adapted version of Angel's Death again in his mind. He thought it was very good, so he walked into the recording studio, stood in front of the microphone, and gestured to Bai Qinghua to start singing.

Although Bai Qinghua was well prepared, she still lost her mind when Yun Luo's warm, clean and beautiful voice sounded. Her mind was full of the song and nothing else. When the song stopped, Bai Qinghua found two lines of tears.

The artistic Bai Qinghua likes talented musicians the most. The beautiful woman with temperament is very affectionate and has the attributes of a wife. She gave 32 likes. Bai Qinghua's eyebrows were full of affection, and her watery eyes looked at Yunluo, which made her more interesting.

"Yunluo, your singing is so great that it almost made me lose my mind. Come and let your sister hug you. I'll reward you." Bai Qinghua, such a beautiful and elegant woman, was also sexy and bold. She took the initiative to hug Yunluo tightly. Her soft breasts pressed against Yunluo, making him feel a little embarrassed.

Bai Qinghua stopped there and did not do anything out of line. Instead, she discussed with Yunluo in a soft voice how to process the recorded audio and also deal with some noise and bursts. Yunluo listened to Angel's Death very seriously. Bai Qinghua leaned very close to him, her soft body as warm as water.

Unfortunately, Yun Luo's heart was as hard as iron. He had long been annoyed by the relationship problems between An Chuyu, An Qingjue, and Yan Chenyu. Why would he mess with other women? Cheating or something was fine, as for taking advantage of them, hehe. In his heart, the three girls who grew up with Yun Luo were more important.

Yunluo carefully processed the audio of Angel's Death and copied the background music and the song into the pink USB drive. Yunluo didn't waste any time and deleted all the audio data stored in the recording device. He was not in a hurry to leave. Yunluo and Bai Qinghua chatted in the top recording studio.

Who aroused the affection with just a few words?

Since he had the idea of ​​entering the music industry, Yunluo wanted to learn more about it, and chatting with Bai Qinghua was naturally a good way to do so. Bai Qinghua also told him everything she knew, and they had a very happy chat in a soft and gentle voice.

The chat lasted until six o'clock. An Chuyu called Yunluo. The three sisters had already booked a table and asked Yunluo to come over to eat. No one would be waiting before seven o'clock. Yunluo said goodbye to Bai Qinghua and left gracefully, leaving behind a lonely and beautiful woman.

The pink BMW in front of the Tianlai Recording Studio building had long disappeared. Yunluo thought about the location of the restaurant that An Chuyu mentioned, and looking at the congested road at the end of the working day, he simply jogged all the way over. Jogging along the West Lake was also very romantic.

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"All my life I long to be collected by someone, placed properly, and carefully preserved. To save me from fear, pain, wandering, and being helpless. But I know, I have always known, that person will never come. He is destined to wander all his life, and I am destined to be lonely and helpless. So what if he never comes? I will keep him in my heart, place him properly, preserve him carefully, and never forget him."

A quiet and gentle male voice came into Yunluo's ears from the West Lake, causing Yunluo to stop until the man finished reading the prose that Yan Chenyu often recited to Yunluo. When Yan Chenyu recited, she always sounded resentful.

Yunluo and the man were separated by a belt of tall green willows, and there was only a vague figure. Yunluo did not pay much attention to it and continued to jog forward. Unexpectedly, the man caught sight of something and started running. When he reached a corner, he knelt down on one knee, picked up the long-lens German camera hanging on the wall and started taking pictures crazily.

Following the sound, Yun Luo was stunned for a moment. If this guy was not mistaken, he was taking pictures of a five-year-old loli with twin ponytails. The little girl with bright eyes and white teeth looked very pure. The one holding the little hand of the loli was a delicate and pretty young woman, but the man was dismissive of the beautiful young woman and just focused on taking various beautiful photos of the loli. His attitude was very pious.

Yunluo soon saw what a professional enthusiast was. The man took hundreds of manual-focus photos in just one minute, quickly picked out the ten most beautiful ones, took out a small instant photo printing machine from his bag, plugged the data cable into the German camera, and the small machine spit out ten photos with true colors.

The man picked up ten photos and chased after the loli. Yunluo saw that the man was 1.87 meters tall, with a muscular body, a handsome face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He was definitely tall, rich and handsome, and his smile was particularly sunny.

Taking out a black pen, the man wrote an email address on the photo, and handed ten beautiful photos to the five-year-old girl. He chatted and laughed happily with the beautiful young woman, touched the five-year-old girl's twin ponytails, let the girl kiss her, and then left in a cool manner. What a winner in life.

The man walked back to the place where he was reciting prose. Yun Luo looked back and saw that he was collecting a very small fishing rod. The brand of the casting rod was the best in Japan. That’s right, this guy was fishing at the West Lake where fishing is prohibited!

What’s particularly ridiculous is that this guy actually caught a West Lake carp weighing more than two kilograms. He took out a pocket from his backpack to fill it with lake water, put the West Lake carp in it, stuffed it into his backpack, and ran away with a bright smile.

Yunluo analyzed the large and small bags that the man was carrying. There should be three cameras and a bunch of fishing equipment in them. The largest gray canvas backpack had a compass and thermometer hanging on the outside. It was obvious that the backpack contained outdoor equipment.

This is a player who loves taking photos, fishing, outdoor activities, and traveling, and he is not short of money.

The sharp-eyed Yun Luo also noticed that his name, Qin Ren, was embroidered on every backpack and every piece of clothing of that person. This was obviously a habit that only people who often go outdoors would have.

At first glance, Qin Ren seemed to be just a handsome guy, an ordinary person, but Yun Luo was not an ordinary person. He was a level ten existence in the apocalypse. Staring at Qin Ren always gave him some strange feeling, as if he saw a fellow human being.

Yun Luo was walking and thinking, and when he arrived at the door of the restaurant that An Chuyu had booked, he was shocked. He remembered that it was really the breath of a level 10 existence. A level 10 left a trace of telekinesis in Qin Ren's sea of ​​consciousness! This is why Yun Luo vaguely felt that Qin Ren had a good impression of him. A trace of telekinesis at the level 10 has infinite uses, so I won't say more.

When Qin Ren encountered a life-or-death crisis, if the enemy was an Evolver, that ray of telekinesis could suppress the Evolvers below level seven once, and the duration depended on the strength of the Evolvers. As for the Evolvers above level seven, as long as they were not playing dumb, they could sense that it was the aura of level ten, and that this person was valued by level ten.

Of course, it was just a wisp of level 10 telekinesis, and some people would not give a level 10 face to kill people, but some minor problems could naturally be dealt with one step back. People protected by level 10 were not that easy to kill, and it would be very troublesome afterwards.

He felt that the tenth level of the Black Domain was still not good enough in the use of telekinesis. He could feel that the wisp of telekinesis left in Qin Ren's sea of ​​consciousness was dead, without any fluctuations of will. The tenth level being could only sense the disappearance of the telekinesis, and could not feel anything else.

If it is the tenth level in the end times, a wisp of telekinesis can be deposited in another person, and it can even cross the distance of space and project most of one's own telekinesis over there, or when the depositor is killed, the image of the killer can be fed back through telekinesis.

Sure enough, the life of the evolvers in the Black Domain is too dull, unlike the apocalypse where people fight and kill all day long and their combat power is off the charts.

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Yun Luo walked into the self-service hotpot restaurant and saw Yan Chenyu, An Chuyu and An Qingjue sitting at a U-shaped table in the lobby. The three beauties were chatting in sweet voices. There were a lot of paper bags beside them, and I wonder what they bought.

"Aluo, you're so slow. I'm starving." An Chuyu scolded Yunluo, but she acted like a little wife. She stood up and gave Yunluo the best seat.

"Waiter, serve the food to table 37." An Qingjue shouted in her clear, tender voice, and a woman at the front desk responded.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The buffet hotpot was served very quickly. Four small hotpots were lit, and then a five-layer cart filled with dishes was pushed in. The waiter brought the first layer of a dozen or so plates of meat to the U-shaped table, and then left.

While waiting for the hot pot to boil, Yan Chenyu, An Chuyu and An Qingju went to mix their favorite seasonings. Dozens of seasonings were placed under the column at the front desk for customers to mix by themselves.

Yunluo stayed behind to look after the beauties' things. She waited until the three beauties came back before she started to prepare the seasonings. Yunluo liked seafood sauce, small chili peppers, coriander, green onions, sesame oil, etc. She filled a small bowl with the mixture.

Just when Yunluo was about to go back, he saw a handsome guy excitedly push open the door and come in. He walked to the front desk and paid a thousand yuan. He took out the lively West Lake carp from his backpack and said, "One thousand yuan, I will borrow your kitchen for a while. I will cook this carp and make me a small hot pot."

The shop was located by the West Lake. The girl at the front desk was the boss's niece. She recognized the carp from the West Lake and guessed that the handsome guy probably got it from the West Lake through some unnatural means. Without saying much, she told a waiter to take Qin Ren to the kitchen. If you want to buy West Lake fish in bulk through normal means, there are only two small official fishing boats near the Baidi Bridge at six in the morning, and they are not available every day.

Qin Ren unconsciously looked around the hot pot restaurant and saw Yun Luo. He looked familiar and smiled. Suddenly, many girls in the restaurant exclaimed that he was so handsome. What made Yun Luo embarrassed was that he heard the cheers of his sister-in-law. Qin Ren's mind was full of the West Lake carp, and he quickly went into the kitchen.

In a few minutes, Qin Ren came out with an oval plate. On the plate was sliced ​​and marinated West Lake carp. The meat and bones were separated, and the fish meat was cut in half. There was also a dish of prepared sauce. Qin Ren looked for an empty seat.

Yun Luo was eating blanched lettuce with chicken slices. For some reason, she felt that Qin Ren was particularly pleasing to the eye, so she called out, "Hey, Qin Ren, if you don't mind, come and squeeze in with us. It's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone."

Qin Ren looked over with a bit of surprise, probably wondering how Yun Luo knew his name. He smiled brightly and walked over with the fish. An Qingjue enthusiastically gave up his seat and sat next to An Chuyu, allowing Qin Ren and Yun Luo to sit together.

An Qingjue moved her hot pot away, and soon Qin Ren's hot pot was delivered. Yun Luo didn't waste any words: "I have sharp eyes. When I walked over from West Lake, I saw that you are very good at taking pictures and fishing."

It is comfortable to talk to smart people. Without Yunluo saying anything more, Qin Ren knew that Yunluo saw the name embroidered on the backpack and clothes. This was not for showing off, but was very important when outdoors.

“Come on, we are gathered here because of fate. Here are the freshest West Lake carp that have just been landed. It will taste better if we eat them together.” Qin Ren was very generous. He made the atmosphere better with just a few words. Looking at the cold and beautiful Yan Chenyu, his eyes were clear and bright. Especially since Qin Ren was so handsome, he was definitely a male god.

Yun Luo understood that Qin Ren was a complete lolita complex!

Good friends are for life, good book friends are for collections, you know what I mean.