Chapter 243 (1/2)

As the voice dropped, everyone looked in the direction of shangshao city.

CEN Qinghe quickly glanced at Yuan Yihan, but saw her face with a smile, but the smile in her eyes was very weak, which was awkward and stubborn and could not be said directly.

It is not easy to dispel yuan Yihan's doubts about himself. Cen Qinghe doesn't want to repeat the same mistake. So, without waiting for Shang Shaocheng to make a sound, she had already leaned over to pass the microphone out and said with a light smile, ”you'd better sing it. I've been singing for a long time, and it's time to have a rest.”

Chen Boxuan said, ”no, I still want to hear you sing.”

CEN Qinghe said with a smile, ”I haven't heard you sing yet.”

He raised his eyebrows, ”I sing, you sing?”

CEN Qinghe the same expression, not afraid of things back: ”come on, you sing first, I will sing.”

Chen Boxuan and Cen Qinghe run into each other. He asks Bai Bing to order songs and orders a song called ”lying” by Lin Yujia.

CEN Qinghe said, ”I like this song.”

Chen Boxuan a face complacent expression, holding the microphone: ”ready to worship me.”

CEN Qinghe said: ”always ready.”

The quiet music flowed in the private room. The prelude was very short. After a few seconds, Chen Boxuan took the microphone and sang affectionately: ”yes, there have been several good objects. It's not lonely...”

To tell you the truth, cen Qinghe has expectations for Chen Boxuan's singing. After all, people are good-looking, and everyone is greedy, hoping that a person can combine his merits with his own, but in fact Ideal is plump, reality is very bony.

The first three words of Chen Boxuan's mouth surprised Cen Qinghe. The tone, intonation and feel were really sorry for the intoxicated expression on his face.

There are six people in Zhongtong's private room. Both Shang Shaocheng and Shen Guanren know that Chen Boxuan's singing is out of tune, but it's the first time for the three women to listen.

CEN Qinghe was immediately dumbfounded. Yuan Yihan was stunned. Bai Bing sat beside Chen Boxuan. Xu was too close and shocked. She was the first one who didn't hold on. Her lips twitched and began to try to cover her mouth. As a result, cen Qinghe found out that she couldn't hold back her voice.

Bai Bing and Yuan Yihan couldn't help laughing at her smile, either openly or secretly.

There was a lot of laughter in the private room, but Chen Boxuan was holding the microphone and singing the love song like a prince. He was completely unaffected: ”maybe I'm wandering and disturbing people, and then I'll all die in battle. I don't have any shadow and magic barrier. Don't worry about it. I'm not fragile. What's more, love is not like this... ”

Chen Boxuan's voice is not as low as that of shangshao City, but it is also pleasant to hear. But his singing is like a different person. The third word of each sentence is flying without exception. It's sharp and crisp. It's hard to break other people's eardrums. It's obvious that the third word is out of tune, but it's powerful.

CEN Qinghe has seen singing out of tune, but he has never seen anyone who is out of tune. He will have such self-confidence as Chen Boxuan. If you erase the voice at this time, just look at Chen Boxuan, he is deeply in love and close his eyes. It is really beautiful and charming

Ah, what a mystery of self-confidence, enigmatic man.

In this way, Chen Boxuan finished the first half of the song with the laughter of three women and the scornful sight of Shen Guanren. When he stopped singing, cen Qinghe had an illusion that his ears were saved.

He side head toward Cen Qinghe's direction to see, holding the microphone: ”he elder sister, how do I sing?”

CEN Qinghe smiles, tears in his eyes, collapsed on the sofa, she has been soft, looking back at Chen Boxuan, she gave him a thumbs up, in addition to nothing else.

Chen Boxuan said, ”you don't like this song. Sing it together?”

CEN Qinghe quickly shook his head, ”I can't keep up with your rhythm.”

Chen Boxuan said, ”it's OK. I'll take you.”

Said, he handed the microphone to Cen Qinghe, cen Qinghe can't refuse, watching the next paragraph will start again, she said in a voice: ”you sing the front, too low, I can't go down.”

Chen Boxuan said, ”look, OK, you.”

As soon as he opened his mouth, cen Qinghe and Bai Bing were winded up at the same time, paralyzed on the sofa and shivered with laughter.

Chen Boxuan has no consciousness, two ears put aside all the disturbance of the outside world, only to enjoy his natural voice.

He finished the second half of the bass, when the tune was up, he glanced at Cen Qinghe, who did not pinch it. He took the microphone and sang aloud: ”I didn't lie. Why should I lie? If I love someone, what will happen if I don't love someone? Don't say I lie. Life has been so difficult. Don't expose some things. I didn't lie. It's love Lie, it brought you to lie to me, said that the desire may have hope, I did not lie, I wish you to be a happy bride, my heart please forget. ”

her voice range is very wide, and she can sing men's songs completely. The low voice is mixed with women's delicacy, and the treble is easy to control. When it turns down, it seems to be unfinished, which makes people want to have a single cycle and never stop.

After the end of a song, Chen Boxuan and Bai Bing both raised their hands and clapped. Shen Guanren also clapped with a smile. Only the cool couple sitting on the edge, Shang Shaocheng and Yuan Yihan, have no movement and no special expression on their faces.Chen Boxuan praises Cen Qinghe and refuses to let her sing a few more songs. On the one hand, I feel a little embarrassed, and on the other hand, I don't want to be in the limelight.

Seeing Cen Qinghe singing so well and keeping a low profile, Bai Bing thinks of Yuan Yihan again, so he holds the microphone and looks at Yuan Yihan with a smile. ”Lawyer yuan, do you want to sing one?”

Yuan Yihan didn't expect Bai Bing to call her name. She was thinking about how to get along with shangshao city when she came back to the hotel in the evening.

Lifting her eyes to Bai Bing, she slowly half beat to come back to God, shook her head and said: ”I don't sing, you sing it.”