Yang Mi looked at Tang Ling in confusion when she heard what Fatty Deeny said.
"Uh, this…" Tang Ling felt a little awkward.
What musical score did he know!
Even though he had learned some when he was in university in his previous life and had even bought a guitar to play, practicing this song many times in order to chase after girls, playing it and writing the score were two completely different things.
It was unrealistic for him to write out the complete score by memory alone.
He wasn't a music major.
"How about this, I'll play it for you guys.”After some thought, Tang Ling said,"
He looked at Yang Mi. This seemed to be a good opportunity to show off.
Yang Mi nodded hesitantly. She also wanted to see her husband play the guitar, but she was also a little worried that he would make a fool of himself and the atmosphere would be ruined.
In the end, after Diliraba brought the guitar over, Tang Ling tested the guitar's sound and finally found the familiar feeling.
Immediately, Yang Mi was surprised to see a light melody appear in his hands.
" The coffee on the left bank of the Seine. I'll taste your beauty with a cup in my hand... Smiling in the sky."
"You said that you were a little difficult to pursue and wanted me to retreat. You didn't need to pick the most expensive gift, just the fallen leaves of the Fragrant Pavilion.”
“......”
"My dear, I fell in love with you. From that day on, it was very sweet.”
“......”
Tang Ling was quite satisfied with his performance this time. He even had a smug smile on his face.
He had practiced this song in his previous life in order to chase after girls. Although he could not sing it very well, at least it was not bad.
This could be seen from the smile on Yang Mi's face.
In fact, Yang Mi didn't have the mood to care if he sang well or not. Just listening to the lyrics that suited the occasion was already quite a pleasant surprise.
Even if his singing was just average, as long as there were no obvious flaws, even if it was a little off pitch, it was enough to make her feel like she was there.
After all, listening to a song was not just about listening to the melody and lyrics. Most of the time, it also depended on the mood of the listener.
Otherwise, no matter how well she sang, she might not be able to resonate with others. This was the case with Yang Mi.
"Um, Reba, I heard that you're going out to eat cross-bridge rice noodles?”
After Tang Ling finished singing, Yang Mi suddenly turned to Diliraba who was also touched by the song.
"Ah?"
Fatty Deeny was dumbfounded. When did I say I wanted to eat Crossing the Bridge Noodles?
Was he trying to send her away?
This detestable woman actually burned the bridge after crossing it! Kill the donkey when it's done grinding!
Pei, he was not a donkey.
Dilireba stared at Yang Mi angrily.
"Cough cough, I actually agree with your matter.”
Yang Mi said with a deep cough.
Upon hearing her words, Diliraba's expression suddenly changed, and he looked as if he had promised to complete the organization's mission.
"With Sister Mi's support, I'll be the third person in the offensive and defensive alliance!”
She smiled happily in her heart, then put on a look of realization and said,"Yes, yes, yes. I suddenly remembered that I want to eat rice noodles. Well, brother-in-law, I'll go eat something first.”
Tang Ling frowned in confusion as he watched Diliraba leave the room.
Why didn't you just say that you wanted to eat rice noodles outside?
Also, did these two women communicate with each other just now?
However, when he saw Yang Mi staring at him with a burning gaze, his heart suddenly moved and he came to a realization.
"Don't talk!"
.......
A moment later, Tang Ling lay in his room with Yang Mi in his arms and lit a cigarette with a sigh.
He didn't have any smoking addiction, and he didn't even smoke normally. However, he heard that this was a kind of cool.
"Draw reward, entertainment skills.”
Tang Ling said to the system in his mind.
When Yang Mi praised the lyrics, he was a little " humble " and easily won a chance to draw.
The cultural and entertainment skills mainly included directing skills, piano skills, singing skills, acting skills, and so on.
Lifestyle skills included cooking, gardens, and even martial arts like the Suit Thug.
In the words of the system, protecting one's own safety was also a part of life.
After experiencing the awkwardness of not being able to write the score, he felt that it was necessary for him to try and see if he could draw an entertainment skill in this area.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the grandmaster level painting skill mastery.”
In the blink of an eye when Tang Ling randomly picked a prize, Yang Mi spoke.
"What are you thinking about?"
The woman asked curiously as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I'm thinking, what do you see in me?”
" Why? You want to change it?!"
Yang Mi immediately widened her eyes.
"No wonder you and Fatty Deeny became best friends." Tang Ling was speechless. Even their reactions are exactly the same."
"You really want to know?"
Yang Mi couldn't help but laugh. Of course, she was just joking.
"Yes."
Tang Ling hugged her white back and nodded curiously.
"You're very cute when you're stingy."
"Pa!"
Tang Ling slapped Yang Mi's thigh with a frown." Yang Mi, I'll give you another chance to answer seriously.”
"My husband is very handsome." Yang Mi coughed.”
"Yes, I'm very satisfied with this answer.”
Tang Ling nodded in agreement.
"Virtuous!"
Yang Mi couldn't help but smile and pat him.
"But I have to say, I usually can't tell when you're wearing a coat. I didn't expect you to have muscles.”
Her gaze immediately fell on her husband's rather perfect human fishing line muscles. He was even more amazing than those male models who specialized in the bodybuilding industry!
This kind of muscle was not the kind that was fat, but just right.
Most women would not be able to resist the charm of this golden ratio.
If Tang Ling's looks were considered decent and he was a little handsome, then with his muscles, he could completely make those so-called young hunks lose their competitive edge in front of him.
"No, no, that's all.”
Tang Ling chuckled and said humbly.
However, his rather smug look made Yang Mi unable to help but smile and pat him.
She finally understood why so many people on the Internet hated her husband.
Because he really deserved a beating!
"Ding, the host has successfully been modest once and has obtained a chance to draw a lottery.”
Tang Ling was in a good mood when he heard the pleasant system notification.
The way he looked at Yang Mi was not only as if he was looking at his wife, but also as if he was looking at a " point-scoring tool ".
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