Taking off a beautiful girl's shoes was even more tiring than fighting. After finally taking off her shoes, Liu La hurriedly hid a little far away from Mr. Zhou. If she stood with this beautiful girl for a while, Liu La was really afraid that she would be unable to help herself and would do something unscrupulous.

Wherever Zhou Xun was lying, it made Liu La sit or stand, and she didn't dare to look at her, for fear of looking at some scenery that she shouldn't have seen.

"After all, you are a big star, so you can't pay attention to the impact. Who is going to make a fortune? Do you think I'll watch it or not? It seems that my buddy is too hooligan. If I don't watch it? Then I'm not stupid!" Liu La secretly held her heart.

Staying was so boring and embarrassing. After sweeping around the house, Liu La finally stood up and walked to the pile of musical instruments stacked together.

Although the arrangement was quite messy, after wiping the dust a little, Liu La found that these instruments were actually quite new, many of them were even brand new, without any trace of being used.

Grandma, the director of the orphanage where Liu La was in the last life, worked in a foreign orchestra when she was young, including piano, saxophone, black tube, and even guitar. These instruments, such as complex or simple, were all very clear.

She can even dismantle a piano and then assemble it completely, and it sounds like the ones that have been dismantled are definitely better than before they were reinstalled.

In his previous life, Liu La had the dream of becoming a star since he was a child. He knew that these instruments would be of great use to his future, so he often pestered the old dean to teach him when he was a child. The dean's grandmother was very happy that he would like to have a child, so he also gave him all his gifts.

In the last life, when Liu La was just admitted to college, he relied on playing the piano in a cafe every night to earn his daily life expenses.

After coming to this world, I haven't touched the musical instrument for ten years. When I first saw it, Liu La was really touching the scene. He sighed: "Oh, I don't know how the dean's grandmother is doing now? I really miss her a little."

While sighing, Liu La picked up a brown-red casino guitar from the floor in front of him. He casually looked at the brand label on the side of the guitar. Liu La immediately said in surprise. The one that was thrown on the ground casually was actually a Martin Taylor's log guitar.

Martin Taylor, this name is one of the most famous guitar brands in the world. It is famous for its superb workmanship, design and stability.

Martin Taylor is nicknamed as a luxury among guitars. This is a master-level enterprise that does not seek quantity but only quality. Each piece of wooden board used to make guitars must be air-dried for at least ten years before it can be used.

Maybe there is a saying that describes how good this guitar is, "It's so good that you can't afford it."

Carefully put this Martin Taylor aside, Liu La carefully searched the instruments again, and finally, he took out a few more guitars of Farida and Yamaha. Well, Liu La took a breath, CCTV is indeed rich, and millions of instruments are just thrown on the ground casually without caring about it!

This is not a guitar, this is not a bass, it is clearly a pile of cash. At this moment, Liu Lasheng had the urge to let all these treasures go.

However, impulse is just impulse after all, and it is impossible to achieve.

Holding up this handful of Martin Taylor, Liu La gently plucked the strings a few times. Don’t say, no wonder it’s so expensive, it’s really good. Even after being kept in this room for so long, the edges of the guitar are a little deformed, but they are much better than ordinary guitars.

Gently shaking your fingertips, the familiar melody flowed out. With this melody, Liu La gently hummed a song—

Miss Dong, you have never forgotten your smile, even if you are like me, long for aging.

Miss Dong, the corners of your mouth are beautiful, like clear water under the Anhe Bridge.

Miss Dong, I am also a complicated animal. I have just said something but kept repeating it in my heart.

...

A song "Ms. Dong" tells Liu La's joy, anger, sorrow and sorrow at this moment. This is not a simple love song. The original singer Song Dongye used this song to tell the story of a friend.

This is a girl who took a cover photo for him. The girl's surname is Dong. The two met for the first time because of work. After work, in a hot pot restaurant, they sucked Erguotou while eating mutton hotpot. After drinking a little too much, the girl told Song Dongye his story. This story is not just clichéd love, but more about the helplessness of reality and the freedom of life.

For Liu La, this song has another meaning. The grandmother of the orphanage that raised him was named Dong. When a college student heard this song for the first time in the dormitory, Liu La burst into tears and then spent the whole night playing the song.

Just like the lyrics sing, "Fall in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my home, which makes me feel desperate, Miss Dong."

For Song Dongye, this "wild horse" is the love in his story. For Liu La, this "wild horse" is his only remaining family affection. I believe that for more people, this "wild horse" also has a unique meaning...

Liu La played the melody gently, but he didn't notice that shortly after his music started, Mr. Zhou, who was originally lying on the stool, sat up slowly, and walked gently behind him without wearing any shoes.

Mr. Zhou has basically sobered up now. Just now, Liu La fiddled with these instruments and searched for them for more than half an hour. During this time, Mr. Zhou has been resting, and there is no problem now.

"I want to follow me just like you, regardless of the reason for this, Miss Dong."

When Liu La finished singing the last note, suddenly, Zhou Xun's voice came from behind him: "Good, it's very good. No wonder they asked you to teach me."

As soon as he heard the sudden sound, Liu La quickly turned around. As soon as he turned around, he found that Mr. Zhou was standing behind him, his face a little pale and he was not wearing any shoes.

"Hey, Sister Zhou, you are awake. Why don't you wear shoes? The ground is so cold. You just sweated so much and your socks are soaked. You are prone to colds like this." Liu La hurriedly said when he saw her like this.

Zhou Xun was stunned when she heard Liu La's concern. After a while, she frowned, then pulled out a chair from under the table, sat cross-legged on it, and said, "Okay, this is OK, it's not cold anymore. I said, why are you like my assistant? You care about everything? Thank you for my assistant, what's your name?"

"Hey, I care about you, who made me a fan of you?" Liu La smiled awkwardly: "My name is Liu La, Liu by the Hanyang River. Liu La is not as spicy as the wine is fragrant as it is."

"Oh, Liu La? This name is quite interesting, it sounds a bit familiar." Zhou Xun nodded: "Then I will call you Xiao Liu'er. Xiao Liu'er, you sang the song you just now very nicely. Have you never heard it before? Did you write it yourself?"

Mr. Zhou will be thirty years old this year, and Liu La is only twenty months away from being twenty. It is reasonable for someone to call him Xiao Liu'er.

Song Dongye in this world has not appeared yet. It is a matter of different reasons whether it will become popular in the future. So Liu Latian shamelessly turned his works into his own. He replied: "Yes, Sister Zhou, this song was written by me recently. How about it? Do you like it very much?"

Mr. Zhou smiled faintly: "I like it very much, why don't you sell this song to me. You know, I recently made a movie called "If Love". In this movie, I sang two songs, and the response was very good, and the number of clicks and downloads was also very high. So the company recently wanted to release an album for me. I want this song, and I plan to put it in the album. Do you want it?"

Hearing Zhou Xun's words, Liu La immediately grinned and said, "Oh, you can do it if you like it, why are you talking about money? If you really want it, then I will give you this song. This is my honor. Talking about money is too sad to have feelings."

"That's not good. It's a shame to have feelings if you don't talk about money." Mr. Zhou was a little unquestioned about Liu La's answer. She thought for a while: "How about this? I didn't listen too carefully just now. You sing it again. If I feel satisfied on this side, I will ask the agent to contact you. I will ask this song to be as much as we should."

When he heard Zhou Xun say this, Liu La had no choice but to nod and said, "Okay, Sister Zhou, then I will sing it to you again. If it is not money, let's talk about it."

As he spoke, Liu La picked up the guitar and sang "Ms. Dong" again.

With his voice, Mr. Zhou also joined in and hummed the melody.

However, when he heard Mr. Zhou sing the song, Liu La couldn't help but frowned.

The original singer of this song Song Dongye is a thicker and simpler voice. He doesn't like to show off his skills, but after each song comes out, it has a strong feeling.

Compared with Song Dongye, Liu La's voice was a little more hoarse and more torn. His voice was not very nice, but at least he could still get by.

In fact, Mr. Zhou’s voice is a bit similar to that of Liu La. The difference between them is that as a man, Liu La has a more hoarse feeling in his singing. Mr. Zhou’s voice is a little thin, and when he sings, he loses a taste, especially when he sings folk songs, this feeling is more obvious.

After hearing Mr. Zhou sing a few words, Liu La quickly stopped playing the piano. He looked at Mr. Zhou seriously: "Sister, you can't sing this song..."
Chapter completed!