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12 : Writing a poem for you

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"Wait a minute!"

"How can such a beautiful scene not be decorated with candles?" Ms. Huang suddenly interrupted.”

"Pengpeng, the small shop in the village is still open. I still have 100 yuan here. Go buy 50 red candles.”Teacher Huang gave Peng Peng the last 100 yuan.

"Alright!"

Peng Peng took the money and immediately ran to the small shop.

The hot bar stared at Ye Ling in a daze. She did not expect Ye Ling to suddenly want to sing for her.

She was at a loss for what to do.

The small shop in the village was quite close to the mushroom house, so it didn't take long for Peng Peng to run back with the candle.

"Teacher Huang, this is the rest of the money!”Peng Peng panted heavily.

"Teacher He, Zi Feng, come over and help!”

Ms. Huang took the money and then called everyone to use candles to form a big red heart in the courtyard.

"Little Ye, come here quickly!"

Teacher Huang asked Ye Ling to stand in the middle of the red heart, then lit the candle and said,""Okay, we can start now!"

Ye Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still composed himself and stared at the hot bar again.""Miss Hot Bar, as your husband, I specially wrote a song for you. Please listen carefully.”

" Song title: 'Writing a poem for you'"

Ye Ling played the guitar with both hands and stared at the hot bar as he sang,"

"Love is a strange thing!"

"I started losing control of my body!"

"Love is a skill!"

"I wasn't even myself in the beginning!"

"I've done too many stupid things for you!"

"The first is to write a poem for you!"

A melodious song slowly sounded in the mushroom house. It was only the beginning, but everyone was actually a little intoxicated.

Mr. Huang was grinning from ear to ear, as if he was thinking of the time when he couldn't control himself and fell in love with his student.

Zhang Zifeng clasped his hands to his mouth and imagined that in the future, there would be someone who would write songs and sing for him.

Although Peng Peng had never been in a relationship before, he could feel the sweetness of love from the song. He looked at Ye Ling with admiration.

Mr. He listened quietly, and a hint of gratification appeared on the corner of his mouth.

" I'll write poems for you, I'll stop for you!"

"I'll do the impossible for you!"

"For you, I learned to play the piano and write lyrics!"

"I lost my mind because of you!"

Ye Ling was still singing. He was so touched that he covered his mouth.

She had never dared to think that one day, under the starry night, someone would stand in the red heart of the candles and sing a song that was specially written for her.

Moreover, this person was her husband in name.

"The stars in the sky are dotted with red candles on the ground. It's really beautiful!”

"It's so beautiful and nice. If one day someone can write songs for me and sing for me in such a beautiful environment, I'll marry him no matter what.”

"Sob…I'm crying. I'm so touched. Prince Charming in fairy tales.”

"Ye Gou, you…I'll give in to you for once, just this once.”

"Sigh, Ye Gou, you win this round!”

……

" I'll write poems for you, I'll stop for you!"

"I'll do the impossible for you!"

"I'll play all the lines of love songs for you!”

"I forgot to say that the most beautiful thing is your name.”

"I can forget everything!"

"The only thing I didn't forget was your name!"

After finishing the song, Ye Ling put down the guitar in his hand, looked at the hot bar, and stretched out his hand."It's hot. Maybe when I get old, I'll forget to write songs for you, forget to sing for you, and even forget everything that happened today, but…I'll never forget your name.”

"Is it really destined?"

She didn't know if it was hot or not. She only knew that she was very happy now and wanted to throw herself into Ye Ling's arms regardless of anything.

Silent tears flowed down. These were tears of gratitude.

Her tears were salty, but her heart was sweet.

"Go over, run over and hug him!”

This was what Teacher Huang and the others were thinking.

It was also the thoughts of all the viewers in the live broadcast room. Even the fans and anti-fans of Ye Ling who were hot on the internet had the same thoughts at this moment.

Ye Ling stood in the shape of a heart formed by red candles and slowly lowered his arm that was extended toward the hot bar.

Seeing this, Hot Bar suddenly felt as if he was about to lose something. It was as if as long as Ye Ling put down his arm completely, they would only be strangers from now on.

With that in mind, Hot Bar ran over and hugged Ye Ling.

She didn't know why she was doing this.

Perhaps it was because she was touched by Ye Ling's song and song.

It could also be because her parents didn't agree to her divorce with Ye Ling.

Or perhaps it was what the old lady said today: Marriage is destined, don't refuse.

In short, at this moment, she just wanted to hug Ye Ling regardless of everything.

"Pa, pa, pa!"

Everyone in the mushroom house applauded.

In the live broadcast room, the bullet comments of 'together' also appeared.

"You said that you would write a poem for me, a real poem!”Hot Bar hugged Ye Ling's neck and said.

"Sweat!"

Ye Ling was speechless." This is just acting, okay? I'm just following the contract to create a good man's persona!"”

"I don't care. You owe me a poem anyway. You said you would write a poem for me."”

Ye Ling was speechless.

When Teacher He saw the two of them hugging and whispering to each other, he smiled and forcefully brought Pengpeng and Zhang Zifeng, who were watching the show, back into the house with Teacher Huang.

The space in the courtyard belonged to Ye Ling and the hot bar.

In the production team, the assistant director looked at the soaring number of online viewers and said in shock,"Director, it's 2.12 million, 2.13 million, 2.14 million.”

The director took a glance and a profiteer's smile appeared on his face.

Then, he said to the post-production staff,"Capture that scene for me immediately for post-production. Remember, you don't have to add too many gorgeous special effects.”

After instructing the post-production staff, the director looked at the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room and smiled.

Even though there were two million viewers online, it was not much compared to those big streamers.

But in reality, the millions of viewers of those big streamers could not compare to this at all.

Those who knew the industry would know that the number of viewers of those big streamers was very low. They dared to reach a million viewers out of 100,000.

However, the number of viewers in Yearning for Life's live streaming room was more than two million, without any exaggeration.

Moreover, today was only the first day of the broadcast.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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