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Chapter 11 Are you an idol singer?

No matter what, but knowing that there was an idol singer living in the master bedroom across the corridor, Gu Zhinan felt a little confused and couldn't calm down.

Finally unable to bear it anymore, Gu Zhinan opened Huaku Music, entered "Xia Ange" in the search bar, and pressed Enter to confirm. Sure enough, a dozen songs came out, but they were all covers of songs by veteran singers.

I clicked to play the first song, which was called "Miss You". A quiet melody gradually came from the headphones. Gu Zhinan rarely raised the sound to 80. The melody was very warm. It was a famous song by a veteran singer.

"I forgot how long it took."

The gentle and ethereal girl slowly came out when the countdown of the lyrics was completed. Gu Zhinan was a little stunned, and he was entranced. He didn't expect to see such a cold person singing with such tenderness and emotion.

This is a song about missing your family. Gu Zhinan was completely infected by Xia Ange's singing. He thought of his parents in his previous life. His father was always irregular, and his mother was a relatively conservative woman. Although her family was not rich,

, but they have been a happy family for twenty years.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Zhinan's memory returned to the present world. His parents in this world were factory workers in the county. They worked hard for half a life just so that Gu Zhinan could buy a house, marry and have children after finishing college.

What a big dream.

He was an only child throughout his two lives and enjoyed the warm love throughout his life.

"so good!"

Gu Zhinan listened to it once, clicked it again, and clicked on the comments. There were many comments, more than 10,000, which proved that Xia Ange's singing voice was really good. He looked at the most popular comments.

It sounds so good! I really miss home. I feel that the female voice is more moving than the original male voice!

What is home? When parents are here, it is home. Mom and Dad, I miss you!

Xia Ange's singing voice is really beautiful, wow wow, she has the voice of an angel!

It is indeed like the voice of an angel. Gu Zhinan agreed very much with this comrade's speech and gave this comment a like without hesitation.

He listened to one song after another, and each song expressed a different artistic conception. At the end of the round, Gu Zhinan was still a little unfinished. He always felt that the first song "Miss You", Xia An's song, had the most feelings, and that song's

It also has the most comments.

The song is beautiful and the person is beautiful. What about his personality? Well, Gu Zhinan didn't comment. He didn't look like a human being. Who would have thought that such a cold person could sing so emotionally? Who would dare to believe it?

I don't know if her fans know that she has such a personality, but Gu Zhinan suddenly thought that there was a bit of evil in it.

Gu Zhinan felt a little unbelievable that no matter how good his singing was, he would still be ignored. It seemed that the entertainment industry was really deep, so thought Gu Zhinan, a mediocre person who didn't know the inside story.

...

The weather is very hot as it approaches July, not to mention that Gu Zhinan is not in the habit of turning on the air conditioner all night long. He is used to adjusting the timer.

So he was woken up by the heat and was speechless. It seemed that he had to adjust the timer for an extra hour tonight so that he could wake up an hour later. Looking at the display on his phone, it was ten o'clock in the morning, Gu Zhinan scratched his head.

Pushing the door open and going out, with sleepy eyes, he saw Xia Ange sitting cross-legged on the rug in front of the sofa in the living room. The guitar he carried that day was lying flat on the sofa. It was a log-colored guitar. There were pieces of white paper on the tea table.

, she was writing something on a piece of white paper.

Probably writing songs.

Gu Zhinan already knew that she was an idol singer and that she would have her own work within a period of time. Gu Zhinan looked at the quiet and skillful figure and gave up the urge to go up and ask. After all, the photo on the news could not deceive anyone.

The girl smiling softly at the camera is Gu Zhinan's landlord, Xia Ange.

Xia Ange naturally noticed Gu Zhinan coming out. It was very boring in the summer. She stayed in her room without any ideas, so she came out of the living room and occasionally looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the balcony, which would release her mood. The balcony inside the room

Being blocked by a wall makes it look even more depressing.

While she ignored Gu Zhinan, she was also a little surprised. Why did this person stay in the room every day without going to work? What did he do?

Naturally, she didn't know that Gu Zhinan's job was as an online novel author, and he didn't need to go out to work at all. He was an old otaku.

Xia Ange has always had an idea in her mind, a very short melody, like a humming melody, which is also a song about summer. It was a melody that began to emerge in her some time ago, but she couldn't catch summer.

I can't catch Xia Tian's thoughts either.

But now she has no thoughts at all except the slightest hint of heat.

After Gu Zhinan washed up, he took a bottle of milk and a piece of bread from the refrigerator. In the refrigerator, the boundaries between Chu and Han were clearly defined. The Chu army occupied most of the country, and the Han army only had territory on the left.

She also learned to decorate by herself. Gu Zhinan found it a little funny because their arrangements were almost the same. He put milk on the top and she also placed milk on the top.

The manuscript fee will be distributed today. He checked it last night and found that there were more than 9,000 yuan, which is almost the same as someone with a monthly income of over 10,000 yuan. Compared with the 996 blessings in the previous life, this life is not too happy.

In addition, he still has more than 10,000 yuan, so he will give 10,000 yuan to his parents and keep the rest for himself. Gu Zhinan plans to let his parents in his hometown county stop working. The factory in the county town cannot make a few cents, and it is still hard and tiring!

When preparing to go out to make payments, his parents don’t know how to use smartphones and can only accept bank card payments. When Gu Zhinan plans to go home, he must teach them how to use it, so that he can start videos with himself in the future!

When passing by the living room, Gu Zhinan finally couldn't help but stop. The sunlight from the balcony stretched Gu Zhinan's shadow, spreading to the paper where Xia Ange lowered his head to write.

She raised her head, a little confused, her delicate face was rosy and her hair was put to one side.

"Well, ahem, landlord, are you an idol singer?" Gu Zhinan looked a little embarrassed. After all, it was his curiosity that forced him to ask clearly.

Xia Ange didn't expect him to ask this question, so she thought for a moment and replied to Gu Zhinan.

"Singers are not idols."

The voice was still cold and cold.

Oh, it's all the same, it's all the same.

Gu Zhinan nodded after receiving the answer. She sang really well, especially the song that he missed, it just touched his heart!

Then he explained.

"I just saw your news by chance. I don't mean anything else. The landlord is a person who sings so well, and it makes him look embarrassed when he talks about it."

But he can't seem to tell.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhinan waved his hands hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I'm just a metaphor, you know."

Did I say anything else?

Gu Zhinan felt like a bit of a harbinger.

Xia Ange did not raise his head to look at Gu Zhinan, but just said yes to express that he understood.

Gu Zhinan felt like a fool, but his curiosity had been satisfied, which was pretty good.

The scene fell into silence for a while, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of embarrassment.
Chapter completed!
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