Chapter 1334: I am a prophet~(25)

Chapter 1334: I am a prophet~(25)

"So this is ah……"

Xiang Xing nodded in a sudden realization.

Tilting his head for a moment, the corners of pink lips couldn't help but faintly aroused.

If this is the case, then she vaguely knows what to do.

After feeling certain, the little guy blinked his eyes softly and spoke again.

"Okay, I will help you."

She said glutinously, without waiting for Zuo Yan's response, and then said, "However, I won't help you predict the future right away."

"After all, things like the future are actually a very uncontrollable factor."

Xiang Xing said, he laughed faintly, his eyes were bright, "So, I think I can use another method to help you solve this song, if you are not satisfied with the result at that time, Let us ask for help in the future."

"what do you think?"

"..."

Hearing this, the man on the other side of the phone paused slightly, and his delicate eyebrows could not help but raised slightly unexpectedly.

The corners of the thin lips were slightly raised calmly.

This girl didn't seem to be as dumb as he thought.

After thinking about it, Zuo Yan heaved a sigh of relief, then responded with a faint smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Okk!"

Hearing his answer, the little guy was a little excited, and even his tone was brighter.

She squeezed her phone, looked at the door of the guest room next to her, and glanced at the time again.

It's quite early.

Thinking about it, the girl didn't worry about anything, she just asked, "Or, I will come to you now?"

"Can."

Zuo Yan smiled and nodded subconsciously into the air, "I'm on the rooftop of the hotel right now. Come up if it's convenient for you."

...

five minutes later.

Xiang Xing went out of the elevator leading to the rooftop with a cuckoo duck on his head.

Only after subconsciously glanced, she was fascinated by the scenery on the rooftop, her eyes straightened suddenly.

"Wow……"

The roof of this small hotel is not too big, but it has been carefully renovated by the owner of the hotel, which is very different from the kind of roof filled with debris in the countryside she imagined.

I saw several rows of large grape racks on the top of the building, and the branches and leaves were swaying in the breeze in the gleaming white light from the side of the day. In the lush greenery, there was just the right amount of coolness and purity.

The grape vines circled each other in the rows of shelves, just woven into a few vine pavilions, naturally fresh.

Soon, the little guy saw the handsome figure sitting under the vine.

At that time, the man was holding an acoustic guitar, plucking the strings casually in the breeze, refreshing and cozy.

The white JEM7vp that she was familiar with was quietly leaning against a mobile speaker on the side.

And the little assistant named Aqi stood quietly beside him.

Hearing the movement on the side of the elevator, A Qi followed his reputation and immediately smiled and waved to Xiang Xing: "Miss Xiang! We are here!"

"...Unexpectedly, the roof of this small hotel is quite flavorful."

The little guy smiled, sighing, and bumping his pace, came to the two of them.

He casually pulled a wicker chair on the side and sat down.

"These are all made by Uncle Meng and Aunt Qian. They like the atmosphere very much and say that they will feel like returning to their hometown."

Zuo Yan spoke lightly, his eyebrows lightly raised.

After a pause, he tilted his head slightly, looking at the little girl who was still looking around curiously.

The corners of the pale rose-cut lips faintly tickled, "Want to drink something? I'll let Aqi prepare."

"Ok……"

Xiang Xing blinked his watery apricot eyes and stretched his tone softly.

He dropped his head slightly and glanced at the drink on the rattan table.

In front of Zuo Yan, there was a cup of red bean pudding milk tea, which was a taboo of their meat idol.

Seeing this scene, the little guy's eyes brightened.

Red bean pudding milk tea.

This is her favorite flavor among so many milk teas.

Not only she, but even Ambassador Xiangfu likes this taste very much.

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing pursed her pink lips, couldn't help raising his eyes secretly, and glanced at the man.

The latter seemed to understand some of her intentions, laughed low, and glanced up at Aceh: "Go and buy two more cups of red bean pudding milk tea."

"OK!"

Aqi nodded, trotting away with a subtle smile on his face.

When Zuo Yan regained his gaze and looked at the little guy again, he saw that she had already moved his gaze away from the milk tea.

And the score he put on the table has already ran into her hands.

"...You clearly wrote the entire first, and you lied to me that you couldn't write it."

After reading the score from beginning to end, Xiang Xing laughed, and couldn't help glaring at the man pretentiously.

Before he could respond, he wrote the score and hummed a few bars briefly.

Listening, Zuo Yan paused slightly, and his delicate and slender eyes opened slightly unexpectedly.

The little girl's voice was fresh and sweet, and she was full of girlishness.

Listen carefully, and you can hear that she has a very proficient singing skills.

Definitely good material for singing.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yan's lips twitched, and he unconsciously plucked the strings in his hand, blending the melody into her singing naturally.

...

After singing a song, looking at the little guy who received the milk tea that was just delivered, he instigated the delicate appearance of bulging cheeks. The man blinked his eyes and couldn't help but smile: "It's a pity that you won't be a singer."

"...Singing isn't my first interest."

Xiang Xing laughed and stuck out his little tongue at him.

The soft eyes swayed lightly, and suddenly he swept to the JEM7vp beside the man.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help pointing to the electric guitar, blinking at him, and then asked, "Well, can I use your guitar?"

"You still play the piano?"

The unexpected color in the man's eyes is even worse.

Without hesitation, he picked up the piano directly and transferred it to the little guy.

I saw that she was very proficient in plucking the strings to listen to the sound, even pulling up the cord, and connecting it to the mobile speaker on the side.

First, after playing a short melody of the song in the original tune, then, it turned out to be a creeping tone that directly raised three keys.

Sing the song again.

...

Listening, Zuo Yan's eyes widened in shock.

His stable and warm piece that was supposed to be played on an acoustic guitar, under Xiang Xing's handling of the key, seemed to have completely turned into another one!

She even changed the original adagio tune and singing method, directly using the rock and roll singing method that is more in line with the electric guitar sound.

But such a change not only didn't make the song taste bad, but on the contrary, it added a bit of enthusiasm and vitality to the inspiring theme melody.

This kind of treatment is more vivid and resonant than the original song.

Thinking about it, the unexpected shock in the man's eyes eventually gradually transformed into a boundless surprise.

And a bit of admiration.

"……call!"

With the end of the last note, Xiang Xing exhaled deeply and ended the whole tune.