Seeing Sakurai Kaoru's expression, Zhang Yang was puzzled for a while, but he didn't dare to say anything for fear of letting the two people outside hear, so he had to pretend to cough to cover up...
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang asked in a low voice.
"What a tragedy." The strap of the skirt wrapped around Sakurai Kaoru slipped and fell in half. The right breast was suddenly exposed again, which made Zhang Yang's blood boil again.
She leaned close to Zhang Yang's ear and whispered with a blushing face: "Well... when you carried me to the table just now, I felt as if I was sitting on the planning book, and there seemed to be a lot of... water below me...
so…"
Ah! Zhang Yang was petrified immediately, so why is the planning book in Lin Yin's hand wet? Is this the reason? I'll figure it out.
"What's wrong? It's not broken, right?" Xu Danlu's voice said, "Let me take a look!"
No! Zhang Yang screamed in his heart. With Xu Danlu's shrewdness, it would be strange not to notice.
Sakurai Kaoru stared at Zhang Yang nervously, Ding Xiang licked her tongue, then pouted her mouth, staring at Zhang Yang resentfully with a pair of watery beautiful eyes, what to do, what to do.
Zhang Yang pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the noise outside. His superb hearing allowed him to tell that Lin Yin had obviously handed the plan to Lin Yin.
"Look...it's all wet. I have to reprint it."
Then Xu Danlu probably took it, and then fell silent.
Sakurai Kaoru nervously reached out to Zhang Yang's waist and pinched it subconsciously.
Extremely lost!
"Well, let's reprint it." Xu Danlu finally spoke after being silent for a long time.
"Well, this is the only way." Lin Yin sighed, then turned to shout to Zhang Yang in the bathroom, "Let's go, take your time, Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Yang could only continue to pretend by coughing.
Fortunately, the two women were finally leaving, so Zhang Yang quickly turned on the shower head and pretended to take a shower.
"Eh!" At this moment, Lin Yin suddenly let out another sigh.
"What's the matter?" Xu Danlu probably walked to the door, then stopped again.
"No...it's nothing." Lin Yin said with a hint of panic in his tone, "Let's go, let's go."
Started to catch up with Xu Danlu.
Then after a while, Zhang Yang heard the sound of footsteps leaving, and then the door was closed.
"Phew!" Sakurai Kaoru breathed a sigh of relief, then vomited a small amount of urine and looked at Zhang Yang: "I was scared to death."
Zhang Yang subconsciously lowered his head and looked down at her. Well... her skirt was completely wet. The faucet she turned on in a panic just now soaked the gossamer-like black skirt on her body. Now it was tightly
pressed against her body.
The towering peaks, the cardamom on the peaks, the slender waist, and the flat belly are all presented like an ups and downs of the valley, and further down, hey... She is not wearing any underwear, and her skirt is sticking directly there.
In the secluded valley, the mysterious location is revealed in detail, which makes people see that the blood is flowing.
Zhang Yang's throat suddenly felt hot, and he subconsciously stretched out his hands, hugged her, and placed her on the countertop of the sink...
"Hmm..." Sakurai Kaoru groaned and found that her skirt had been lifted up.
"Oh, I thought about it. Oops, that Nene was left outside... will it be..."
"Never mind him!" Zhang Yang lowered his head and buried it... A moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold!
…
"It's over, the skirt is all wet." Sakurai Kaoru looked at the black short skirt that was wet on the floor after being stepped on by the two of them. With a tired look on his face, he looked at the ground and jumped immediately.
"Well!"
As a last resort, Sakurai Kaoru could only hand-wash the skirt and then hang it inside to dry. After walking out of the bathroom, the two of them saw a small black panty lying on the floor not far from the bathroom door.
Apparently, Sakurai Kaoru pulled it off when she panicked and fled into the bathroom.
Sakurai Kaoru covered her pretty face with her hands, her face flushed: "It's over, they must have all seen it."
Zhang Yang was also speechless, but he could only comfort himself by saying, "Well, they probably don't know who it is."
Sakurai Kaoru didn't believe it, then she lowered her head and went back to wash her underwear silently. Then she suddenly shrank and suddenly realized: "Ah... I have no clothes to wear!"
The two looked at each other.
As a last resort, I had to put the skirt and panties on the dryer to dry slowly.
But the speed and efficiency can be imagined.
Sakurai Kaoru's idea of a quick victory was completely in vain. By the time she sneaked back to her room again, it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening.
Fortunately, they did not visit Zhang Yang's room again until half past twelve.
The next morning, Zhang Yang got up early as expected, around six o'clock.
However, as an instructor, Lin Yin was later than him, and he was rubbing his eyes when he came, obviously not fully awake yet.
Seeing Zhang Yang, **'s face suddenly turned crimson.
"Morning!" Zhang Yang greeted.
"Morning!" After Lin Yin finished speaking, he pursed his lips and looked down at his feet.
The practice place is in the entertainment room on the fifth floor. All the equipment in the entertainment room is complete, and there is even a piano. Outside the entertainment room is a large balcony. At this moment, the balcony is full of flowers and greenery, and the air is very fresh.
Definitely a perfect place to practice singing.
And because the floors below are all enclosed, if you want to practice, it won't affect others.
"Hey, where's Kaoru?" Zhang Yang looked around and found that Sakurai Kaoru hadn't come over. Logically speaking, Lin Yin said that Sakurai Kaoru was also coming to make soy sauce, so this is...
"Oh, she said her throat was a little uncomfortable, so she didn't come." Lin Yin's face returned to normal at this moment, and he replied calmly.
"Is there a problem with the throat?" Zhang Yang tilted his head. It's impossible. Even if she ate something, it shouldn't affect her throat. But after thinking about it, she immediately understood that Sakurai Kaoru probably didn't think the incident would happen.
Here comes the good news.
"Maybe, maybe I exercised too much and caught a cold...Ahem, let's get started." Due to the fog and cold water in the early morning, Lin Yin was wearing a white sportswear, but the clothing was also very close-fitting.
The graceful and exquisite hot curves are still vividly displayed.
But what she said now has a profound meaning. What is excessive exercise?
"Don't worry, it's okay." Lin Yin said, blushing again and looking at Zhang Yang angrily, "Why don't you go see her yourself."
"Well, let's start practicing." Zhang Yang replied without blushing or heartbeat.
Lin Yin curled his lips and his expression became serious: "Well, since we don't have much time, we will make a quick decision. You will be hopeless in a short period of time in terms of tone and color. For the rest, I will teach you a few tricks. A little
Just practice for a day or two and you'll be fine."
"Sing a line to me first." She paused and said.
"What to sing?" Zhang Yang asked awkwardly.
"Whatever, just what you're best at." Lin Yin put a hand on his waist, glanced at Zhang Yang and replied slowly.
This little girl looks quite decent, but it's not surprising. It is said that she studied bel canto, but when she participated in the competition, she won the final with a folk song, but now she is the top little queen of pop music.
Moreover, he is proficient in piano, erhu and violin, and his musical abilities are quite comprehensive.
Her level is more than enough to teach people with such musical cell disorder as Zhang Yang.
"Okay!" Zhang Yang coughed, cleared his throat, and then found awkwardly that he was embarrassed to sing out.
I'm still too thin-skinned! Why do I feel like I'm suddenly singing loudly on the balcony early in the morning? It's a very strange feeling.
"You actually sing?" Lin Yin wondered.
"I...I don't know which line to sing is good."
"Just the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau." Lin Yin looked at Zhang Yang and narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, seeming to be aware of Zhang Yang's inner activities, "Sorry to sing, right? Follow me..."
Lin Yin stretched out her hand, gently covering her heart just above her towering breasts, adjusted her breathing, then opened her breasts slightly, and sang: "Oh~~ I saw mountains and rivers... one after another...
Mountains and rivers are connected, Yalasuo... that is... the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau!"
It's done in one breath, and the voice is sweet, high-pitched and melodious, just like the original singer. Although this song may seem simple, it's not that simple to sing it well.
Zhang Yang subconsciously sang along, but found that he couldn't keep up with the high notes halfway through. He stopped singing twice, and the beat was wrong. At the end, it simply turned into a howl.
"Hehe!" After singing, Zhang Yang laughed dryly at himself, "I'm really not good at singing."
"It's not an unexpected problem. Although it's not satisfactory, it can still be improved." Lin Yin covered his forehead: "Do you know what your problem is?"
Zhang Yang shrugged: "Ask the goddess for advice."
"The beat has not been kept up, and the treble ventilation has not been changed properly. As for the timbre, it is quite acceptable. In addition, your psychological activities have also affected your singing skills. You must be worried that if I sing like this, they will
Am I treating it as a lunatic or something?"
Cross, all hits! Zhang Yang had no choice but to nod his head and admit it.
"Well, let me tell you briefly. In this way, first of all, to learn to sing well, you must understand the various organ systems used in singing, including the respiratory system, vocal system, resonance system and articulatory system...and then what should these systems do?
As for the application, let’s not talk about the complexity, let’s just focus on you, just open your mouth, yes, and then speak out…”
Lin Yin went on and on, explaining and explaining the theory to Zhang Yang for nearly half an hour.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang's excellent memory and **'s understanding ability finally solved the problem.
"Okay, let's talk about breathing, and the standing posture for singing..." Lin Yin looked at Zhang Yang, and then let Zhang Yang pose by himself. She didn't say anything at first, and Zhang Yang didn't think anything about it. As soon as she said it, he immediately
I feel uncomfortable all over, right, what posture should I use when singing?
Then I posed in a loose pose without knowing what to do.
"Idiot, like a little ruffian, how can you do that?" Lin Yin slapped Zhang Yang on the chest without politeness.
Then he took action himself, glanced at Zhang Yang, and stretched out a beautiful hand, pressed against Zhang Yang's body and began to straighten his posture.
A faint fragrance suddenly emanated from her exquisite and charming body. (To be continued.)