No, don't be angry!

The world is so beautiful, but she is so irritable. It's not good, it's not good...

Han Tianxin took a deep breath: "Sing for me!"

"cough!"

"Ahem!!"

Murong An cleared his voice for a long time, and now he was finally ready. He took a deep breath and started singing: "Let's take off the oars... The boat pushes away the waves..."

"Xu! Duo! Jin!!!" Han Tianxin couldn't listen at all after hearing a few words. This was too hot! She jumped up from the sand, picked up the pillow she had just leaned on and smashed it on Murong An!

"Hey hey! Stinky girl, you've been getting more and more frustrated recently!" Murong An was hit for the first time, and the second time he accurately held the pillow and threw it aside.

"You are at this level, you still want to sing opera." Han Tianxin showed a painful expression on her face. It was rare that she had something she wanted to do. Did she really want to be here and was messed up by Murong An?

"I'm..." I'm protecting you. If I don't, silly girl, you will be given tofu by the ulterior motives of Nan Pei. You don't understand this, why are you so stupid!

Murong An held his breath and his expression was not very good-looking.

Silly girl, don’t you just think that Nan Pei is better as your male lead? But do you know what kind of mind he has to get close to you? Why is it so easy to trust others?

"You really want to sing this male lead?" Han Tianxin saw the disappointed expression on Murong An's face, which didn't seem fake, and she thought Murong An really wanted to be the male lead of this opera.

She was a little soft-hearted, but she didn't need to guess that she knew that Murong An would be selected today, it must be because of him that he had some tricks in it.

Suddenly I remembered the joking expression on Nan Pei's face. Maybe I might want to see Murong An's joke?

Thinking of this, Han Tianxin felt even more uncomfortable: "Or I will teach you."

"Uh...what?" Murong An thought he had heard it wrong, and Han Tianxin said he wanted to teach him? What did he teach him? Are you singing?

"Sing! You won't really want to go on stage, let's make people laugh." Han Tianxin sighed helplessly and opened the script she brought, "Mr. Xu, don't you want to be embarrassed in front of others, do you?"

Murong An saw Han Tianxin seriously and his heart beat for no reason.

"Then I want to see your ability. Can you cure it even if you are not sound-complete?"

"Then you just take my medicine!" Han Tianxin hummed, raised her chin, looking proud.

Just like when she was standing on the stage and being looked down upon by everyone, she also raised her chin with pride.

Murong An felt that he had never known that there was such a great amount of energy in this inconspicuous little body.

In Murong An's bedroom.

"12345, don't sing it in the same tone, can you hear it yourself?"

"Open your mouth! Sing like a sip of water in your mouth, don't hold your voice in your throat."

"Dantian!"

Han Tianxin suddenly rushed over, raised her hand, and pressed the part of his abdominal muscles: "Dantian, here, the energy must sink here, use this place to resist your voice."

The blue veins on Murong An's forehead leaped, his throat slid up and down, and he took a deep breath: Do you know what he is doing?

His voice became hoarse, reminding her: "Sweetheart."
Chapter completed!