Facing the morning sun, Xia Xue sang a cappella without any accompaniment, but it made people feel like they were in the mountains and had the urge to spread their wings and fly.
Immersed in the wonderful world, Wang Xiaochun looked at Xia Xue for a long time and did not hide the shock in his heart: "Sister, use the potential of your voice to become a singer. In less than a month, you will become famous throughout the whole heaven and become a famous singer."
Top singers have no pressure."
Ai Xiaoke also nodded in agreement. She didn't seem to expect that Xia Xue sang so well. She thought Wang Xiaochun's evaluation was very pertinent, and Xia Xue's voice was very distinctive.
Her voice is very beautiful, penetrating, and like a trickling stream, cheerful and agile, which is an auditory enjoyment.
"I'm not going to be a singer, what's the point in that?" Xia Xue shook her head. She looked at Wang Xiaochun with a proud look in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Xiaochun, how are you? Have you ever been attracted by your sister's singing?"
Fascinated?"
"Sister, I..." Wang Xiaochun rushed forward and hugged Xia Xue, proving with practical actions how uneasy he felt. He burst into tears and his voice trembled: "...Brother, brother
I will always be your most loyal fan."
"Damn little brat, what are you doing?" Xia Xue couldn't move after being hugged. She deeply understood what it meant to 'ask for it'. She exclaimed repeatedly: "...ah - the snot is coming out.
,Don’t touch my butt...I’ll bite you!”
The two started fighting like children, which caused a slight change in Ai Xiaoke's eyes. She could feel the harmonious and barrier-free relationship between Wang Xiaochun and Xia Xue.
Why do people have such a relationship? Ai Xiaoke thought in his heart, looking at Wang Xiaochun and saying, "I'm so envious."
Wang Xiaochun and Xia Xue stopped fighting at the same time. Xia Xue looked at Ai Xiaoke and suddenly said: "Sister Xiaoke, don't study the script today. How about we go outside and play together. The three of us will do it together."
As she said that, she glanced at Wang Xiaochun: "Xiaochun, what do you think."
"Oh... Okay, okay." Wang Xiaochun felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. He felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, but he still nodded subconsciously: "Staying at home all day is not a good thing. You should go out for a walk.
"
Ai Xiaoke was silent for ten seconds, then looked at Xia Xue: "Xiaoxue, never sympathize with your opponent."
"..." Xia Xue also fell silent, but soon showed a smile: "I know, Miss Xiaoke, thank you, but I still want you to go out with me, let's have fun."
"Haha..." Ai Xiaoke also laughed, very cheerfully, but shook his head: "Today I want to perfect the script, you go play first, next time, next time I hope, we can go out to play together.
"
She looked at Wang Xiaochun again: "Xiaochun, you have to protect Xiaoxue, and you have to have fun."
"Ah uh...I know, I know." Wang Xiaochun was still waking up from a dream, and felt that the atmosphere in the venue was still very weird, so he didn't say much.
Next, Wang Xiaochun's conversation with the two women seemed to have returned to normal, but there was a slight difference. The difference was between the two women, and between himself and one of them. The details were difficult to explain clearly.
After washing up, eating breakfast cooked by Ai Xiaoke, waving and saying goodbye, Wang Xiaochun and Xia Xue walked out of the villa onto a main road. The two walked side by side, but rarely spoke.
Wang Xiaochun did not stir up trouble, but just walked silently, usually waiting for Xia Xue to speak first before trying hard to liven up the atmosphere.
Unfortunately, they all ended in failure.
Just like that, in a slightly quiet atmosphere, the two of them arrived at a prosperous area unknowingly.
"Damn it, what happened to this girl today? It seems that I have to do something to make this girl excited." Wang Xiaochun thought in his heart, he really couldn't stand this kind of tranquility like dead water.
But at this moment, Xia Xue suddenly took his hand, pointed forward and said: "Xiaochun, do you see what happened in front?"
Wang Xiaochun was annoyed that he couldn't find a way to break through. At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up. Something had indeed happened in front of him, and a large circle of people gathered around him.
The two of them asked about it and found out what happened.
It turned out to be a little girl and a young man in his early twenties. There seemed to be some dispute between the two. The young man shouted loudly: "Do you know how much this dress of mine costs?"
The little girl was only about five or six years old. She was average-looking, but the clothes she wore were very cute. She said with tears in her eyes: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The young man was wearing an expensive-looking suit and trousers, but now they were covered with colorful dirt. At the little girl's feet was a paint box, a drawing board, and a small container for mixing paint.
After just one look, it became clear that the little girl was drawing on the street or something, and she might have accidentally bumped into the young man.
At this moment, the young man kept emphasizing how expensive his clothes were, while the little girl just kept crying and apologizing.
There were a lot of comments from passers-by, but looking at the young man's tall figure, few people stood up. They were just whispering that the child didn't mean it, why should he be like this?
However, after all, the young man did not actually hit the little girl. After watching the excitement for a while, most people thought that maybe they could only wait for the little girl's family to resolve the matter. Why should outsiders go into this muddy water?
This situation is actually not a big deal. It’s really hard to say who is at fault and who is right. There is no need to call the police.
Finally, someone stood up, but it was not Wang Xiaochun, but a middle-aged man in his forties. He said, "Little brother, it's useless for you to yell at a little girl. Call her an adult."
The young man nodded and asked the little girl for her parents' numbers, but the little girl said she didn't know.
So the young man roared again, and the little girl sobbed: "My parents and I are separated, wuwu..."
Perhaps because he saw the little girl crying pitifully, the middle-aged man said: "Little brother, tell me how much your clothes cost. I'll help the little girl pay for it first."
At this time, there were more people watching, and many people were very moved, claiming that there are still good people in the world.
Wang Xiaochun and Xia Xue also squeezed in. It was not easy for them to see the three people present. They heard someone saying that the middle-aged man was a good person.
"Good guy?" Wang Xiaochun's eyes moved slightly, he looked at the middle-aged man, then at the young man and the little girl, and thought to himself: "Why do I feel that these three people are in the same group?"
But then, he found that he couldn't help but move forward. It turned out that Xia Xue was pulling him up, facing the three people in the field.
"Is this the rhythm of 'when the road is rough, draw your sword to help'?" Wang Xiaochun cursed in his heart: "I don't believe that Xia Xue can't see that there is a problem, or that this girl is not online today."