Hua Weiluo first played two roles, holding her voice to learn how to sing as a girl, and pretending to be a boy with a rough voice. She became so happy that she suddenly stood on the stone bench, holding her voice and singing in a high voice:
"Guest, guest, guest, guest, no, guest, guest, guest, where are you? Guest, guest, guest, guest, I miss you!"
Then, he immediately continued to sing in a rough voice, pretending to be sad:
"Miss, Miss, Miss, you can't, Miss, Miss, Miss, don't be sad, Miss, Miss, Miss, I'm sorry..."
Hua Weiluo became more and more happy as she sang, so she pretended to hold the microphone with one hand and waved the other hand in the air. Her legs kept shaking and she sang again.
When the song ended, she looked at the two people in front of her who were completely stupid and asked excitedly:
"how do you feel!??"
Xiaobai's wolf's mouth, which had been open for a long time, finally closed suddenly. A pair of black eyes glanced at Zhishan, then he obediently lowered his head and rested his head on his two front paws.
Wisely don't make any comments.
Zhishan's dark and deep eyes looked at the flowers before they fell for a long time. Although he still looked expressionless, he still couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
Putting aside the shocking and extremely unreserved lyrics, not a single sentence of "The Flowers Have Fallen" is in tune. The pitch is high and low, the voice is bright and dark, and there are normal voices, falsettos, and male voices.
Switching freely between times, but in the end he could still return to the tune of the first line. He...lived for thousands of years...and never seen anyone who could sing a song so shockingly that it made ghosts and gods weep.
After Zhishan was silent for a long time, he finally spoke to Hua Weiluo in a calm voice: "As long as you sing happily...my feelings are not important..."
"..." Hua Weiluo's excited face suddenly froze, and instantly shriveled like an eggplant beaten by frost.
She jumped down from the stone bench angrily and said in a dull voice: "Is it really so unpleasant..."
Zhishan was just thinking about how to tactfully say a few words of comfort to her when he heard the door of the main room not far away swish open, and a golden pillow flew out from the door, accompanied by Haitang's extremely anxious voice.
roared:
"Nah! Who the hell can sing so badly?! I was having a sweet dream, but I was woken up by the sound of this ghost crying and wolf howling song!!"
The entire courtyard suddenly fell silent.
Zhishan and Xiaobai lowered their heads in perfect agreement, not looking at the expressions on Hua Weiluo's face.
Haitang stepped out of the main room dressed in bright red clothes. She obviously looked annoyed when she woke up due to lack of sleep. She walked into the yard aggressively, looked at the two people and one wolf sitting in the pavilion, and said angrily:
"The flowers have not yet fallen, did you hear that song just now!? Sometimes the voice is like a eunuch in the palace, and sometimes the voice is like a duck waiting to be slaughtered in the royal kitchen. What a tone-deaf person it takes to sing this!
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"Hehe...hehe..." Hua Weiluo looked at Haitang calmly on the surface, nodded in agreement: "I heard it, it's really unpleasant."
"I asked you, why are there such weird things in your Huawang Mansion? Who is practicing their voice there this early in the morning!?" Haitang angrily said to Hua Weiluo: "If you catch it, you must tell me, look at me.
