"Hey, look at that fiery red sun, it's a biscuit..."
"It's flat and round..."
Shen Tang is a person who can't keep his mouth shut.
When she gets excited, she will hum a few tunes that are unfamiliar to her. The song doesn't work, the tune doesn't work, and I have a bad habit of changing the lyrics blindly, and humming vaguely when I can't sing.
The tone is rude and unpleasant.
But she sang happily.
The only thing that makes me unhappy is probably praying for good things.
"...Hey, you are like the rain in spring, the wind in summer, the apples in autumn, and the fire in winter, burning my heart, hehe - baby, burning my heart!" The eleven-twelve-year-old boy's voice is clearer and clearer, Much sharper than boys of the same age.
The sound is not loud, but it is very penetrating.
Qishan: "..."
Whenever Shen Xiaolangjun sings, he complains that his ears are too good. Wen Xin has a bonus to the five senses, which means that he and Shen Tang can clearly hear what she sings six or seven feet apart. It was impossible for him to run away completely, so he could only grit his teeth and endure the poison.
It's not like he didn't try to silence Shen Tang.
However, Shen Tang came back with a vengeance, doubling the silence and taking away the voice, doubling the singing and running away, and the lyrics became more vulgar, straightforward, and passionate.
Naked [naked] hurt each other.
Kill one thousand enemies and lose two thousand to yourself: "..."
Come on, he admits defeat, he can't be more coquettish.
Shen Tang sang more and more enthusiastically.
Does it matter whether Qi Shan is happy or not?
It doesn't matter, what matters is that she is happy.
As a result, she was extremely happy and sad...
Not long after we came down the mountain, we met a group of about a thousand people escorting food and supplies. Although the scale is small, they are obviously an elite group. The soldiers are full of vitality. The soldiers on both sides are always alert to the surrounding situation, and their eyes sometimes flash.
Every one of the baggage trucks is fully loaded.
Shen Tang's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his eyelids, preparing to step to the side of the road with Qi Shan and make way for him.
After taking only two steps, someone came running over on horseback. Judging from the way this man is dressed, he probably has a medium-sized position in the military. It may not be enough to watch in a military camp, but it is enough to strike hard at ordinary people, boss around, and show off as a soldier.
Shen Tang had to stop.
She has removed the disguise of a strong man with a scarred face and returned to her original appearance. Although the young man's cheeks are tender, his facial features are very good.
It was dark, and her inscriptions were transparent, making it easy to miss. The man only looked at Shen Tang's face. He was riding on a horse, curling his riding whip and raising his brows sideways. He asked Shen Tang with a sideways glance: "Little lady, were you the one who sang loudly just now?"
Shen Tang was silent and replied, "It's me."
Seeing this, Qi Shan took a step forward to block Shen Tang.
Unexpectedly, the soldier pointed the whip at Qishan's nose, and said impatiently and arrogantly: "Get out of the way! What does it have to do with you, a poor scribe, when I talk to this little lady?"
Prayer for poor scribes who are poor and kind: "..."
Shen Tang burst out laughing.
The soldier said: "Please, little lady, please come with me for a while."
Shen Tang thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
It’s okay if she doesn’t agree.
Xiaocheng was surrounded by rebels, and it was obviously impossible to escape to escort any food, grass and baggage. The soldier in front of him was dressed in the same style as the rebels who went up to search for Yancheng County Governor, and his identity and position were clearly revealed. If you refuse rashly, it may not end well.
However, she has a condition.
Shen Tang cowardly grabbed Qi Shan's sleeve, shrank his shoulders, and said softly: "Master Bing, can my brother from the slave family come over too?"
Praying for good is like being struck by lightning, and you are in a trance.
Shen Tang deliberately spoke with a pinched throat, a little less clear and hearty, and a little more like Wu Nong's soft words. If you close your eyes and don't look at people, you will really think that the person speaking is a sign girl. But it was this thought that shocked him greatly.
The soldier glanced at him and prayed for good.
He waved his hand: "Okay, let's go."
To be cautious, both of them secretly put away their literary monograms. As long as they restrained their literary aura, they looked like ordinary people.
They were brought by the soldiers to their immediate superiors who were responsible for escorting the food and fodder. At first, Shen Tang thought he would see a greasy middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears or a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Only when he saw the young man sitting on the baggage cart did he realize that he was overthinking it.
Although this world is very chaotic, it is really a paradise for Yan Gou, especially the literary scholars and the courageous warriors. The people Shen Tang has seen so far have good facial features and a temperament - even if they look... Ordinary, but definitely not ugly.
The young man in front of me has nothing to do with this word.
The young man was dressed in dark clothes and his long hair was tied into many small braids, which were gathered together and tied up with a hair crown. Shen Tang's eyes moved upward - probably the young man rarely stayed up late, his hair was not tied tightly, his hair was long and black, and his hairline did not look dangerous.
The style of dressing is not like that of the survivors of the Xin Kingdom, but rather a bit of a foreign style. The sleeves were very narrow, and he wore a pair of iron armor wristbands with a ferocious snake pattern. He wore a shoulder pad on one shoulder, and a skirt armor hanging on his waist. The other armor parts were unknown where they went.
At this time, he was sitting lazily on the piles of baggage grain and grass, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, stretching his neck and looking in the direction where Shen Tang came from. He is tall and sits tall. The soldier stepped forward and replied: "Boss, I brought you here, what do you think you should do with it?"
Shen Tang: "..."
Isn’t it right? Singing is also illegal?
Qishan secretly rolled his eyes - look, the rebels couldn't stand the poison of Shen Xiaolangjun's demonic voice and were ready to "justice".
The young man spoke elegantly with a strong accent and was not very proficient in speaking. He asked Shen Tang: "Did you sing the song just now?"
Shen Tang said: "Yes."
Qishan was ready to hear the young man get angry, but unexpectedly, the young man acted unreasonably. His dark eyes suddenly lit up, and he sincerely praised: "What a beautiful voice! Mama, you sing so beautifully!"
Qishan: "..."
Shen Mama Xidang Mama Tang: "..."
Is she having a big son drop from the sky?
Shen Tang was called "Mom" as soon as they met each other. Even though Shen Tang was used to being someone's father, she was a little embarrassed at this time. She sneered awkwardly: "No, no... I sing so-so, so-so. You just need to praise me, you don't have to call me 'Mom' so enthusiastically..."
Qishan's mouth twitched: "...people call you little lady."
It’s not like you recognize your mother when you first meet her.
When he was young, he traveled extensively with his friends.
The two of them traveled together, climbing mountains and wading everywhere.
If the identification is correct, young people should be a special group near the border of Geng Kingdom. It is said that hundreds of years ago, our ancestors were tired of war and led their people to live in seclusion in the mountains. Living in isolation for hundreds of years, their living customs are very different from the development of the outside world.
"Mama" is equivalent to "little lady", a term used to address a little girl.
As for singing aesthetics——
emmm…
It’s not surprising that all this clan has problems.
Shen Tang: "...Oh."
The young man warmly invited Shen Tang to accompany him so that he could communicate and compete in singing skills. An official beside him hesitated and seemed to step forward to persuade the young man not to let strangers approach the food team, but he did not know what he was afraid of and took back the steps he took. .
The young man pointed enthusiastically at the baggage truck next door.
"Mama, sit here."
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