When this sound was made, Lin Churri didn't feel anything at all, but Zhou Yan and Hu Xin'er blushed.
Hu Xin'er glared at Zhou Yan and quickly turned away, pretending not to hear the voice.
Zhou Yan also coughed his throat and said to Lin Conge: "Congee, when you make a sound later, not only your chest must exert force, but your mouth must also cooperate. Look at my mouth shape and try again." ."
Zhou Yan motioned to Lin Congru to look at his mouth. The shape of his mouth changed from a big round to a small round, and his voice came out very naturally.
Lin Chuzhou also started to try it at this time, but his mouth and throat were always not very coordinated, and the sounds he produced were either too short or out of tune.
"It's okay, just take your time and coordinate."
Zhou Yan pressed one hand a little below Lin Congru's neck, and pinched Lin Congru's face with the other hand: "Slow down your breath, and exert force while pressing down the chest. Don't be nervous, take your time."
Hu Xin'er looked at Zhou Yan's patient guidance and couldn't help but praise in her heart, "It's pretty awesome." '
But watching Zhou Yan teach Lin Congeou pronunciation, Hu Xin'er didn't know why, but she felt a little depressed. She simply returned to the cat nest with Little Chengzi in her arms to keep her peace.
Lin Churro quickly produced the pure and ethereal o sound with the help of Zhou Yan. The subsequent u sound and the change of mouth shape were also done in one step. After that, it was the combination of the two sounds. Zhou Yan patiently helped Lin Chouchu found the pronunciation rhythm of the two sounds, and soon, a very small and ethereal sound of "ou" came out.
Zhou Yan nodded.
Being able to do this is already very good.
However, it's not enough.
Zhou Yan wiped the sweat from Lin Congeu's forehead and said softly: "Congee, try it now. First pronounce the 'zh' sound, and then the 'ou' sound. Repeat it a few times."
Lin Congru nodded seriously and began to practice in a low voice. Seeing Zhou Yan looking at her seriously, Lin Conglu felt a little shy. She tried to press the cap, but her little hand was immediately held by Zhou Yan. Put it down.
Zhou Yan said with a smile: "Why are you so shy when I look at you? From now on, if you put your hat on when you meet someone, how can you talk?"
Lin Congru blushed and nodded. Zhou Yan didn't pay much attention at first, but then Lin Conglu said softly: "Yeah."
Zhou Yan was slightly startled when he heard the sound.
Did Porridge take the initiative to speak?
Lin Congru didn't lower her head. She just looked at Zhou Yan and opened her mouth: "I know... oh... Zhou... Zhou Zhou."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Zhou Yan looked at Lin Congru, as if he were meeting her for the first time, and smiled at her.
He gently pushed Lin Congeu's messy hair behind her ears and said softly: "It sounds very good, very upright."
Lin Congeor poked Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan saw her pointing at the computer screen and typed another line on the txt document.
[It’s Zhouzhou, not porridge. 】
Zhou Yan was slightly startled when he saw the extra sentence on the document. He looked at Lin Congru and saw her smiling slightly at him.
This smile is very pure, so pure that there is no trace of impurities.
"Porridge, thank you."
Zhou Yan didn't know why he wanted to say thank you to Congee. Maybe her smile and words healed his boring heart.
"Zhouzhou, thank you...thank you."
The "Zhou Zhou" in the front is very clear, but the "Thank you" in the back is a bit obscure, as if it has been learned from students.
Zhou Yan looked at Lin Churro's blushing face and said this, and suddenly felt that the most beautiful thing in midsummer was right in front of him. He knew that Lin Churro had untied the knot in his heart and began to take the initiative to learn to speak. Zhou Yan actually There is a sense of complete merit and deja vu.
Zhou Yan's heart felt hot, and he said to Lin Congee: "Congee, let's practice some more sounds."
Lin Congru nodded seriously.
But at this moment, Zhou Yan felt his cell phone vibrate in his trouser pocket.
Zhou Yan stood up and said, "Wait for me."
"Um."
Zhou Yan came outside the store, picked up the phone and saw that it was Tang Tang's call.
Zhou Yan answered the call directly, and Tang Tang's soft and waxy voice soon came from the other end of the phone, "Shitou, I miss you."
Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment. He didn't say anything more and said directly: "Wait for me downstairs in the dormitory in twenty minutes."
"Okay." Tang Tang's sweet voice came out.
Zhou Yan hung up the phone and entered the store. Seeing Lin Churri still sitting on the stool very obediently, he walked over.
"Congee, I have something to do. You and Hu Xin'er should play in the store first, and Hu Xin'er can teach you the next pronunciation." Zhou Yan said.
He was probably the only one who could leave one girl behind to accompany another, but Tang Tang was destined to be one of the girls he couldn't live up to, and he had indeed neglected her in the past two days. Zhou Yan also felt a little guilty. , so after hearing Tang Tang say that he missed him, Zhou Yan immediately decided to accompany her.
When Lin Congeu heard Zhou Yan's words, he was slightly stunned, but he still smiled softly at Zhou Yan and typed another line of words in front of the computer.
[It’s okay, Zhou Yan, go ahead and do your work. 】
Zhou Yan looked at it, took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Lin Churri: "This is the key to the store. If I don't come back by then, you and Hu Xin'er can just use this key to lock the door and leave."
Lin Congru nodded and took the key. Inadvertently, she saw the scars on Zhou Yan's hand and was slightly startled.
Zhou Yan was about to turn around and leave, but his sleeves were pulled at this time.
Zhou Yan: "Porridge, what's wrong?"
Lin Chuchu took out a small bottle containing the medicinal solution and a homemade band-aid from the small cloth bag. She asked Zhou Yan's back of his hand to face up, then opened the small bottle, dripped a drop of medicinal solution on the scar on the back of Zhou Yan's hand, and then Put a band-aid on it.
Zhou Yan kept leaning down while Lin Churri was doing it. When he saw Lin Churro's considerate actions, he had an illusion, as if he had gone back to the first time he met Lin Churro in the woods. He smiled: "A little injury, nothing necessary."
Lin Congru didn't say anything, just looked at Zhou Yan.
"Is there something on my face?"
Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"weekly."
"Um?"
Lin Churri came up directly and pecked Zhou Yan on the face.
Zhou Yan was stunned, touched the wet marks on his face, and looked at Lin Churro, whose head was almost hidden in his cap.
Xiao Porridge kissed him?
Zhou Yan said: "Then I'm leaving?"
"Um."
"Am I really leaving?"
"Um."
Zhou Yan didn't make any sound, he just stood there.
However, Lin Congru looked up as if he thought Zhou Yan was gone, and then met Zhou Yan's half-smiling gaze. Lin Congru's face suddenly became extremely rosy, and a sense of difficulty arose in his heart. Hiding shame.
At this moment, Zhou Yan came up and, with lightning speed, kissed the right side of Qi Zhou's cheek.
"Evened out."
Zhou Yan chuckled and walked out directly.
Lin Congru stared blankly at Zhou Yan leaving. She subconsciously touched the spot on her face where Zhou Yan had just kissed her, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly unconsciously.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
