Chapter 18

"The sound of wind and rain comes at night, how many flowers fall." In the flowerbed, on the slightly wet soil and on the tender green grass, there are colorful petals. Mu Ziqiu looked at the blue iris flower that still stood proudly in the wind, and couldn't help but sigh. Flowers bloom and fall, spring and summer come, which is a normal thing. What can resist the destruction of time? Or, there is only the same, the unchanging emotion...

"What are you talking about?" Jessie Jeon, who was lying on the bench and basking in the warm spring sun, asked in confusion.

"Chinese, poem." Pick up the petals one by one and put them at the root of the iris. Soon, these beautiful ones became fat for the iris.

"Do you like Chinese very much?" He covered his chest with the book, and Jung Soo-yeon turned her face to look at the iris flower. The blue petals were eradicated, with a light white look.

"Well, I like it very much." Mu Ziqiu has extraordinary talent for Chinese, and even, speaking, it looks very similar to Beijing accent.

"Teach me!"

"Why?"

"I don't know, I just want to learn." Zheng Xiuyan thought for a while before answering, because she was also shocked. She knew her language talent. She suffered a little when she came back from the United States. Chinese is known as the most difficult popular language in the world. Why did she have this idea and want to learn it?

"No..." Mu Ziqiu was about to refuse, but suddenly a figure appeared in his heart. When he thought of her, he immediately changed his mind, "Yes!"

"Really? I asked you to teach you yesterday but you didn't. Why did you agree today?" Hearing Mu Ziqiu's answer, Zheng Xiuyan turned over and sat up, with a hint of undetectable excitement on her face.

"I was in a bad mood yesterday, but today I was in a good mood." Mu Ziqiu stood up and sat on the chair where the remaining warmth of Jessica Jessica just lying on her.

"When will it start?" Zheng Xiuyan leaned over her head and walked around Mu Ziqiu and looked at him.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Why should it be until tomorrow? Isn't it now?"

"I'll discuss it tomorrow. Now let's take a good look at your Chinese documents! Let's learn Korean literature first!" The Qingxin, which was so close to Jessica Jung, slowly emitting from the body of so close, was different from the fragrance in the flowerbed, which made Mu Ziqiu look a little panicked. After saying a word, he immediately picked up his schoolbag and stood up.

"Are you going back now?" Zheng Xiuyan saw Mu Ziqiu walking outside the flowerbed, and immediately picked up her schoolbag and followed her.

"Um."

"What are you going back? Dating?"

"sleep."

"Oh, I thought you had a date."

...

"Are you going home with me?" After leaving the school gate and walking a long way, Mu Ziqiu couldn't help asking.

"No." Yes, why did I keep following him? I have left school. At this time, I should go back to the company and enter my favorite practice room, sing and dancing.

"Forget it, what are you most interested in?" Mu Ziqiu looked at the time and found that it was only three o'clock in the afternoon and Lee Hyori would go home at six o'clock in the evening. He only needed to go home before five o'clock to cook.

"Do I have any hobbies? I sing, dance, I sing very well."

"Sing? Then let's go to the singing room."

"What are you doing when you go to the singing room?"

"Learn Chinese."

"Learn Chinese in the singing room? Do you learn Chinese songs?"

"Well, the best way to learn a language is to start with your interest."

"Oh, I know a singing room with good facilities and cheap prices." Jessica Jung was very casual and naturally pulled Mu Ziqiu's arm. She looked at the nearby section of the road. After realizing the direction, she took Mu Ziqiu to what she said.

If it were someone else, Mu Ziqiu would have cut off the hand of the person who was pulling him...

Korean singing rooms are not all KTVs. Although they are decorated very much like KTV, they are actually only used for singing. Underages are not prohibited from entering the singing room, but KTV is prohibited. Many students like to practice in the singing room after school. Even if they are not good, they are very interested, especially for girls. The compact and rapid pace of life makes most citizens living in Seoul have no time to enjoy themselves. Entering the singing room to sing and relieve stress, and exercising their voices has become a good choice. The singing room is generally not provided with anything to eat, and some shops will provide drinks, water and other drinks. The singing room is a place that most young people like to go, so in the streets and alleys of South Korea, such singing rooms are basically found.

There are three treasures in the singing room, a microphone, a huge remote control and a ringing ringing! Mu Ziqiu is now the one who rattles the ringing ringing ringing. From coming in to now, Mu Ziqiu has not seen Zheng Xiuyan stop, singing one song after another, from dance music to love songs, from pop to trot, it seems that he has forgotten that they came to learn Chinese.

"How is it, my voice is very good, right?" Finally, after Jessie Jeon felt comfortable, she stopped the microphone she had been holding and said to Mu Ziqiu.

"How come you are a trainee? Are you warming up?"

"I'm finished, where are you?" Zheng Xiuyan handed over the microphone and the large remote control, looking at Mu Ziqiu.

"I can't sing." My voice knew that Mu Ziqiu had not taken the microphone, but only took the big one to control it. He held the numbers in the catalog with both hands and jumped to a Chinese song, "This is all the songs in this training room." After Mu Ziqiu turned the song, he handed the catalog to Zheng Xiuyan. In the Korean singing room, there are actually very few Chinese songs, and there are only a few songs coming and going.

"I have heard of "Sweet Honey" and the melody is very good, but I don't like it very much. "The Moon represents my heart"? Is this song good?"

"Well, actually this song is really suitable for you, listen carefully." Mu Ziqiu said, pointing at the TV.

"At least you, Lam Yilian."

I'm afraid I'm not in a hurry, I want to hold you

Until your wrinkles have traces of time

...

Lin Yilian's voice is very emotional, with a gentle and gentle voice, which is intimate but not revealed. Her perfect singing skills. When singing love songs, her delicate voice attracted countless people! Just the first two lines, the two were addicted to this song. Mu Ziqiu felt that this song was suitable for Jessie Jessica, and it was precisely because she also had almost the same voice...

If the whole world, I can give up

At least you are worth cherishing

And you're here

It's a miracle of life

...

"I want to learn this song!" After the song was finished, the TV gradually turned dark, the two of them came to their senses. Jessica Jung felt that she had fallen in love with this song.

"Well, I'll listen to it a few more times, write out all the lyrics, and then you can learn slowly." After saying that, Mu Ziqiu replayed the song, carefully watching each lyrics, his lips slowly squirmed, and followed the lyrics in a slight voice. Mu Ziqiu has a good memory. After the third time, he wrote the lyrics of the whole song on his notebook, and wrote Korean notes on the back of Chinese, and handed them to Zheng Xiuyan.

"Korean is born from Chinese, and the pronunciation is many of the same, but there have been some changes. If you want to learn Chinese, you must first learn pinyin. Pinyin is like the root of the character in Korean, but there are no characters in Korean. The pronunciation spelled out of each pinyin in Chinese has a unique character that represents a unique meaning."

"It's very complicated, I don't understand."

"I didn't want you to understand now. Now I will only teach you the pronunciation of the lyrics of this song. I will learn this song first. I'm afraid I won't be in a hurry to come."

"Wopa...come...buji."

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