She read it carefully and felt that she was somewhat satisfied this time. She raised her head and saw that Li Qingshen was sleeping. She stared at Li Qingshen's sleeping face in a daze for a while and saw that the medicine on the table had not been touched yet.
, he frowned, stood up, and went downstairs to pour a glass of warm water.
When Ling Momo returned to the music room, Li Qingshen had already woken up and was reading the lyrics she had just rewritten in her hand.
Ling Momo stood next to Li Qingshen holding her breath, slightly nervous, but also a little expectant.
However, Li Qingshen read it for a long time, picked up a pen, and scratched out only one sentence, saying: "Except for this sentence, the entire lyrics are useless!"
Ling Momo's fingers trembled, and she suddenly felt the urge to strangle Li Qingshen to death.[
What does it mean to be nutritious?
Where is the lack of nutrition?
She thinks it's good enough!
Li Qingshen gently handed the song lyrics to Ling Momo. Ling Momo took it with both hands, just in time to see Li Qingshen looking at her. Even though she felt bad for Li Qingshen in her heart.
Full of dissatisfaction, he still quickly curved his lips into a sweet smile and said obediently: "Teacher, I understand!"
Li Qingshen sat elegantly on the sofa and nodded proudly. Under the light in the room, the man's expression was indifferent and unreal.
Ling Momo puffed her mouth, turned around and was about to walk away when she saw the cup of warm water she poured on the table. She immediately bent down, opened the medicine bag, and took the pills one by one according to the record written by the nurse on the paper.
After getting ready, he handed it to Li Qingshen: "Teacher, take the medicine."
Li Qingshen stared at the medicine in Ling Momo's hand, her eyes darkened slightly, she raised her eyes and glanced at Ling Momo, and finally took it calmly, held it in her hand, and nodded, very calmly.
Said: "I know, you go and write the lyrics."
Ling Momo didn't dare to respond, she nodded obediently, turned and walked away.
Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo's back, lowered his head at the medicine in his hand, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes. Growing up, what he hated most was taking medicine. He blinked slightly, and then took advantage of Ling's opportunity.
Momo didn't pay attention and threw all the pills in the trash can not far away.
Ling Momo sat in front of the piano, raised her head, glanced at Li Qingshen, and happened to find the man drinking from a water glass. She just thought he was taking medicine, so she pursed her lips, lowered her head, and continued to smoke.
Paper, staring at the music score, writing over and over again.
After dinner, Ling Momo sat there and still struggled with the lyrics.
Li Qingshen simply brought a cup of tea and stood next to her and stared at her as she wrote.
Every time, she always felt that if something she wrote well was put in front of him, he would reject it.
At the end of the day, Ling Momo's head became confused. She couldn't figure out what kind of lyrics Li Qingshen wanted. She was filled with dissatisfaction in her heart, but she couldn't let it happen, so she just started writing him messy words!
When Li Qingshen saw the lyrics she had written, he knew at a glance that she had done it on purpose. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth, took away the paper in front of her, and tore the papers into pieces with great momentum, "
It’s a mess and inexplicable! Do you have any brains? The more you write, the more rubbish you get!”
At this time, Ling Momo could no longer bear the torture from Li Qingshen. She threw her pen heavily on the table and glared at Li Qingshen angrily.
