Mu Qingli looked at Jiang Yiliang and Li Tingan's mouths opened in shock, and chuckled: "I'm teasing you, not begging."
"Scared me."
"Yeah, we still have some money, maybe it's not enough for fun, but we should have no problem eating these days, and you won't have to beg." Li Ting'an patted his heart, looking like you are such a good kid at scaring people. expression.
Mu Qingli: "No, keep your money for yourself. I have a way to get the money. Of course it's not begging."
"So what are you going to do?" Jiang Yiliang's curiosity was aroused by Mu Qingli's words.
He is the person who doesn't like to listen to people's words and hide them.
"Tell me quickly, otherwise I will feel so unhappy that I won't have the strength to walk."
Jiang Yiliang pulled Mu Qingli and kept asking, with a coquettish tone.
He is just seventeen this year and is a few years younger than Mu Qingli. In addition, he has a delicate appearance and is particularly well-behaved and lovable when he acts coquettishly.
Like a little puppy.
Mu Qingli was helpless. She stopped and pointed at a person doing street performance art on the three-way road in front of her and said, "Just like him, performing arts."
"Eh?! You want performance art too?"
"Of course not!" Mu Qingli didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She paused and said, "I plan to sell my singing."
As she spoke, she walked to the place where the performance artist placed the speakers, picked up the microphone on the ground, and then adjusted the microphone sound.
"Cough cough cough..."
Mu Qingli cleared her throat, and her voice spread out from the speakers.
Later, Mu Youwan noticed it and her eyes flashed: "Brother, look over there, is Teacher Mu trying to sell his singing?"
Mu Youdan raised his head and said disdainfully: "She is tone-deaf and still wants to sing?"
Mu Qingli had accompanied him during several recording sessions before. Once, she secretly used his recording studio and ended up singing very unpleasantly.
Even if the pitch is not accurate, the voice is extremely hoarse, more like a duck's voice.
Mu Youwan's expression changed slightly when she heard the words tone-deaf.
She didn't say anything, but just pulled Mu Youdan over to watch the fun.
Mu Qingli was tuning the music when she saw Mu Youwan pulling Mu You over and saying with a hypocritical face: "Teacher Mu, do you want to sing for a living? We are here to help."
"Don't get involved, lest I have to share your money later." Mu Qingli said ruthlessly.
Mu Youwan's eyes turned red with grievance.
Mu You was slightly angry, "Mu Qingli, you still want to sing with your duck voice, so don't laugh to death."
Mu Qingli looked at him inexplicably, "Who do you think has a duck voice?" Her voice has been recognized as good since she was a child.
At first, the route Lu Guang wanted her to take was to make a singing debut.
It's just that she was accompanying Mu Youdan to practice singing and dancing, and saw with her own eyes that he couldn't eat many things to protect his throat, especially chili.
This was something she couldn't accept.
And she had never shown her singing voice in front of the Mu family. It was not that she hid it from them, but that they never gave her a chance.
Whenever Mu Qingli treats them better or wants to express herself, they accept it and reprimand her for being scheming and trying to compete with Mu Youwan for favor.
For example, she was tired and sick from practicing singing and dancing with Mu Youdan day and night. She almost couldn't speak. She was so panicked that she wanted Mu Youdan to accompany her to the hospital.
As a result, he said that Mu Youwan had a cold and he had to take care of her and let her go alone. If he was a little unhappy, he would be accused of greed.
Mu Qingli retracted her thoughts, ignored Mu Youdan's cynicism, adjusted the equipment, and sat down on the spot.
Mu Youdan also went to get a microphone and sat down next to her.
It was obvious that he deliberately wanted to steal her business and humiliate her.
Mu Qingli didn't care, but Jiang Yiliang became unhappy, "You guys want to change places to sing and sing, what's the point of being together?"
"We are a team." Mu Youdan said angrily, "Besides, are you the one who runs this place? With the road facing the sky, anyone can stay."
"Brother, let me shout for you." Mu Youwan's face was full of innocence and cuteness.
Mu Youdan nodded fondly: "Then I'll trouble my little princess."
Mu Youwan chuckled, and her eyes swept over Mu Qingli with a little pride.
I expected to see her angry and sad expression, but I didn't expect the latter to be extremely cold.
Haha, I must be pretending.
Mu Youwan started shouting, using her British accent to introduce that they were from China and were about to sing.
Because all the people there were good-looking, it really attracted a lot of people.
Mu Qingli searched here and found that the mobile phone issued by the program group could not connect to Bluetooth.
Even if connected, I can't play songs.
She could only give up regretfully.
After thinking about it, I prepared to sing a cappella. Since I was singing a cappella, there was no need to sing any songs on the market.
It just so happened that Mu Qingli had a self-composed song before. It had a simple and melodious melody and just used a guitar.
As a result, as soon as she reached out to pick up the guitar, a pair of well-boned hands took it away first.
Mu Qingli raised her head and met Lin Yixuan's apologetic eyes, "Qingli, he wants the guitar."
"That's what I saw first," she said.
Lin Yixuan: "Stop making trouble, we will share it with you when Youdan makes money." He said and forcefully pulled the guitar away from Mu Qingli's hands.
Mu Qingli said something of unknown meaning: "Are you sure?"
Lin Yixuan thought she was asking about the money, and felt slightly relieved. He turned around and nodded: "Don't worry."
Mu Qingli said no more, her eyes completely indifferent.
Lin Yixuan, you asked for it.
She curled her lips and clicked on the mobile software store to download "iguzheng", an electronic guzheng. After clicking on it, there was a page about guzheng strings.
Playing it gently is no different from the guzheng.
She connected the Bluetooth speaker and dialed it after success.
The simple and crisp guzheng tones came from the speakers.
Lin Yixuan turned his head in surprise, but didn't see any musical instruments.
Mu Qingli lowered her beautiful eyes, fixed the microphone to her lips, held the phone in both hands, and hummed softly while playing.
The melodious crooning combined with the unique melodious charm of the guzheng was received from the microphone and slowly flowed out of the speakers.
"Ah~ah~ah~ahhh~"
"Uu~uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
After humming softly in the previous paragraph, Mu Qingli lightly opened her red lips: "Life is in a hurry..."
The beautiful sound, combined with the unique melodious melody, brings a sense of relaxation in this bustling metropolis.
More passers-by stopped. They had seen many singers, including guitars, violins, etc. But this was the first time they saw someone playing such beautiful music on a mobile phone.
Was it released?
A curious person walked behind Mu Qingli and discovered that she had not placed it, but that she had used software to pop it up.
"Guzheng, is this the sound of guzheng?" Mu Youwan was shocked.
Mu Qingli can actually play the guzheng. How can she play the guzheng? Didn't she grow up in an orphanage? Where do you find the conditions to learn guzheng?
Mu Youdan was even more surprised. He seemed to have heard this song somewhere.
Where is it?
He couldn't remember.
Only Lin Yixuan was not surprised. He had always known that Mu Qingli was outstanding, especially in art. Back then, there was a kind-hearted philanthropist in the welfare home who donated money to give children some painting and music courses, and Mu Qingli came out on top.
But she was playing the real guzheng at that time.
The music continued, and the girl lowered her head and flicked her fingertips on the screen, as if there was really a guzheng lying on her lap.
Mu Qingli's song doesn't have many lyrics, most of it is humming along with the music.
She didn't even have time to fill in the lyrics, and even the lyrics she sang were just made up.
After a song, she slowly came out of her state and was startled when she raised her head.
There are people in the three inner and outer circles.
