Chapter 35: "Are you Lilian or Miss Dong"

after dinner.
Xiangqian helped Ding Mengyang carry the suitcase, and ran errands after busy.
That's a diligent!
However, the two came to the dormitory on the third right floor and used the key given by Old Uncle Liu to Qian to open the No. 309 dormitory next to Zhou Qian.
squeak! ~
Pushing the door, Qian naturally smiled:
"There is some dust on the ground, I'll clean it up for you."
After that, he brought a broom from Zhou Qian's door, and Xiang Qian went into the house to clean.
"Senior, I'll do it myself."
Ding Mengyang was a little embarrassed.
Xiang Qian immediately shook his head and said:
"No, your father can explain, let me take good care of you, besides, I am the principal! This is all right."
"All right," Ding Mengyang said helplessly.
At this moment, Zhou Qian also returned to the dormitory, seeing Ding Mengyang immediately said:
"Yangyang, I will get you bedding and daily necessities."
It's a girl after all.
Daily necessities such as bedding are all spared.
quickly…
After cleaning up, he said to Qian:
"There are mosquitoes in the room, I will go back to the house to get the mosquito killer sheet."
After speaking, Xiangqian ran to his dormitory opposite.
Seeing this, Ding Mengyang was surprised:
"He lives across from us?"
"So, be careful of this guy." Zhou Qian reminded.
After a while.
After running back to Qian, he lit the mosquito killer and threw it into the room, then closed the doors and windows and said:
"Wait ten minutes, you can move in."
"Thank you."
Ding Mengyang smiled and nodded.
Pointing towards Qian, pointing to the ceiling in the aisle:
"There will be clothes that need to be aired in the future and can be hung on it, uh... don't worry, there are eaves blocking my sight."
Hearing this, Zhou Qian raised her eyebrows and said:
"Really? Can't see the underwear?"
underwear…
Old Xiang Qian blushed, and he naturally understood what the other party was referring to.
"Well, I have to check the progress of the project, so I'll be busy first."
After leaving a sentence, he ran to Qian immediately.
...
Three hours later.
Xiang Qian has been at the construction site.
It's about nine o'clock.
The concrete wall of Brother Pingtou is finally finished, and the inside and outside are covered with hard, slippery tiles.
"The two masters are fortunate enough, I will drive you back."
Smiled to Qian, while the master took out his cigarette and said:
"Boss, come and draw one."
"Thank you! ~ I quit smoking."
Shaking his head to Qian, the two masters gave thumbs up one after another.
After all, the man who can quit smoking...
Absolute perseverance is amazing.
...
It's almost ten o'clock in the evening.
Xiang Qian drove back, and then went to the dormitory to take a hot shower.
quickly.
Coming out of the bathroom, Xiang Qian, wearing a boxer briefs, came to the bed and lay down.
Start thinking about the next thing.
surveillance system?
It will be implemented in the next few days. It is necessary to monitor Pingtou and the artificial tortoise island to prevent the loss of wealth.
Increase passenger flow?
You can start from the Internet, although there are not many animals in the park.
But as long as you spend more time thinking, it will still be effective.
In this respect...
Xiangqian has his own plan.
As for the threat of the aquarium?
Don't worry about it for now.
After today's meeting, Zhu Hao and Gou Yuan will not pose a threat to the zoo in a short time.
Animal problem?
Think of the big white snake in the Dreamland Little Theater.
acquired…
Three lightning strikes the white snake.
Xiangqian has a toothache, how can I save the white snake from the hands of Raiden?
this is a problem!
even though.
The White Snake was in the mound under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and Xiang Qian could act in advance, but he had alarmed the White Snake, and it was likely that he would let the other party escape, and he would get nothing by then.
After all, a seven-meter-long python.
If it hadn't been struck by lightning, I am afraid that even with the anesthesia gun, it might not be able to subdue the big white snake.
To know.
The resistance of snakes to anesthetics far exceeds that of other animals.
and so…
Without changing the prophecy, we can only proceed from the lightning aspect.
"It seems that we have to make a lightning protection device tomorrow."
Said frowning to Qian.
He still has confidence in his DIY ability.
...
Tossed and couldn't sleep.
It feels a bit stuffy in the room, and Qian can't help but open the windows to ventilate.
Creak! ~
As a result, he just reached out and opened the window.
I saw Zhou Qian and Ding Mengyang who were sitting in the shade opposite.
However, they saw that the two women were sitting on the bench, teasing an orange cat, and found that Xiang Qian was naked and opened the window, blushing and shattering:
"Smelly hooligan!" Ding Mengyang.
"Dead pervert!" Zhou Qian.
Damn it?
Xiang Qian stepped back in fright, quickly changed into a white shirt, and then came to the window again.
Looking at the two women who were sitting in the shadows opposite, Qian smiled awkwardly:
"The night is long and I don't want to sleep. I didn't expect the two girls to also..."
"Sleep!~"
Zhou Qian returned to the room holding the orange cat, Ding Mengyang shook his head and smiled:
"Senior, you are so old-fashioned with your rapport!"
After speaking, he returned to the room again.
"..."
A black line to the money.
Old-fashioned?
It seems that we must show some real skills!
Soon, Xiang Qian took out the suitcase from under the bed, and then found the long-cherished ukulele.
Actually.
Long long ago, he was also a literary teenager.
And ukulele.
The Hawaiian guitar is generally translated as Ukulele in Hong Kong, Taiwan and other places.
However, Xiang Qian came to the window again, brought a chair and sat down, then adjusted the head of the piano, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and gently plucked the strings.
Hum... Hum...
The crisp guitar sounded, and the sound was naturally transmitted to the other side.
Zhou Qian and Ding Mengyang.
Hearing the sound of the piano, they came to the window curiously, and secretly opened a gap to check.
Huh?
Seeing Xiang Qian, who played the guitar, the two women looked strange.
call! ~
A cool breeze blows.
Playing a small guitar to Qian, while singing softly:
[Dear...Miss Dong]
[Do you remember Song Dongye? 】
[He sings for you on the Anhe Bridge]
[No more north for the rest of my life...]
...
The opening is a folk song, and the voice filled with magnetism towards the money also makes people feel like they are kneeling.
This ballad is called "I'm Not Your Song Dongye" Lin Qide (original sung).
Hum! ~
Pluck the strings, the singing remains the same.
[Dear... Lilian]
【In that distant place】
[Lonely she wanders alone]
[In that familiar sea...]
...
While singing.
Xiang Qian also recalled the past.
That year.
He is still young and his biggest dream is to be a folk singer.
After graduating from university.
Xiang Qian used to sing in a bar, but it was a pity that singing alone could not support himself. After all, he was alone at that time and there were no parents around.
and so…
You can only switch to other jobs and feed yourself first.
[Are you Lilian or Miss Dong]
[I am not your husband Song Dongye]
[I walked into the pub that day]
[They say I am a boy with a story...]
...
On the emotional side.
Xiang Qian also stumbled all the way, now at twenty-seven years old, still a single dog.
Gentle singing.
It also made the two women opposite, full of pictures automatically appear in their minds.
Folk songs are very poor...
The guitar is expensive...
The girl is beautiful...
The boy is not worthy...
"No more, no more, I'm going to die!"
Ding Mengyang was almost in shock, and Zhou Qian next door also looked drunk and said:
"It sounds so good that it hurts."
have to say
Hidden enough from money!
I'm afraid no one had thought that this guy could sing, and he sang so nicely.
[My Lilian and Miss Dong]
[They did not show up]
[A bitter winter]
[In what season will she appear...]
...
Sing a song.
Xiang Qian didn't know when, his eyes were red.
suddenly…
Some want to smoke!
no way.
He is no longer the boy he used to be, and the past can only be kept in memory.
squeak! ~
Seeing Xiang Qian closing the window, Ding Mengyang clutched his chest and said excitedly:
"So handsome when singing! It's just..."
Who is your Lilian?
Who is your Miss Dong again?
same question.
Zhou Qian next door also said it.
After all, as a girl.
It's easy to substitute yourself in.
...
[PS: Second, the protagonist is OK! Is it a literary youth? Well, Lao Sha has a rare literary and artistic performance, and it is counted as a commemoration of turning 29 yesterday.
Thirty years old, where are my Lilian and Miss Dong? 】