Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

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"Well, I also think." Zhang Feifei rarely praised Lin Mumu, looking at Lin Mumu:

"You don't like makeup, I like it very much. Your nephew is very pure, even better than mine, I am a little envious of you.

However, girls must be self-love, and materialism is the most likely to destroy the scorpion. There are many talented and beautiful girls in the Chinese music scene, but there are very few who have really gone for a long time. ”

Although Zhang Feifei is not polite to Lin Mumu, but the sentence is awkward, but full of sincerity.

If she is now a small artist who relies on the unspoken rules, Zhang Feifei is really good for her.

Lin Mumu nodded: "Thank you Fifi sister."

"I just saw that you like this jasmine flower very much. Why don't you sing it again and practice the scorpion?" Mrs. Lu suddenly spoke.

She is not a whimsy. Just now, Zhang Feifei sang, and Lin Mumu was enchanted by the timbre and tune of Zhang Feifei, followed by a soft voice.

Mrs. Lu is concerned about the sound of forest trees, especially forest trees, she particularly likes.

Since it is a role-playing, of course, it must be realistic. Zhang Feifei can't see through her. Anyway, even if she sings badly, she can use the word "relationship" to explain.

Therefore, Lin Mumu simply rushed the ducks to the shelves, really listened to Mrs. Lu’s words and let go of the singers.

Lin Mumu himself will not arrange music. He can only sing the tune of Zhang Feifei just remembered.

After Lin Mumu sang, the eyes of Mrs. Lu and Zhang Feifei all stuck to her.

Lin Mumu also feels embarrassed, and can only say sorry with Zhang Feifei:

"Sorry, Fifi sister, I am not very good at composing music, just sing it according to you."

"It doesn't matter, you like to sing as you like." Zhang Feifei generously waved his hand: "I didn't expect that your music is so good."

Zhang Feifei is a famous soprano. She is blessed in the high-pitched part. Many female singers in China want to imitate Zhang Feifei and die on the high pitch.

Some individual trebles have been reached, but the feeling of the scorpio has been lost. The treble is high, but it is harsh. Unlike Zhang Feifei, the treble can sing the feeling of walking through the clouds.

Only Lin Mumu actually sang this feeling.

Not too much, Lin Mumu and Zhang Feifei are different.

If Zhang Feifei’s voice is in the clouds, the sound of Lin Mumu is like bringing people into the bamboo forest in the mountains. It is less heated and more dusty.

"Fifi, now I know someone outside, right?" Mrs. Lu did not expect Lin Mumu to perform so well, but also took the opportunity to educate Zhang Feifei.

"Teacher, I am wrong, should not be contaminated with too many bad habits of entertainment." Zhang Feifei is quite self-aware.

Although she tried to keep herself from being polluted by the entertainment industry, she still unconsciously contaminated some habits, such as the pride of the big names and the lack of people.

To tell the truth, Zhang Feifei always looked down on the forest trees, and looked down on the woods that had fallen from the rules and were buried by the unspoken rules.

At this time, Zhang Feifei was a little pity for Lin Mumu, even taking the shoulders of Lin Mumu:

"Because you are also a teacher's student, that is my sister, you will follow me in the future, don't look for those stinky men."

"Oh." Lin Mumu nodded, and she just came to do the task anyway.

"Wood, this song, you practice well, this show, you go with me, I personally change the arranger, when we sing together, the effect is sure to be amazing!" Zhang Feifei also came to the spirit, has been pulling the forest wood Practice songs.