Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"So this is ah……"

Xiang Xing suddenly realized and nodded.

She tilted her head and thought for a while, and the corners of her pink lips twitched slightly.

If so, she vaguely knew what to do.

After a little certainty in his heart, the little guy blinked softly and spoke again.

"Okay, I'll help you."

She said in a glutinous voice, without waiting for Zuo Yan to respond, and then added, "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, suddenly laughed lightly, his eyes were bright, "So, I think there is another way to help you solve this song, then if you are not satisfied with the result, Let's go to the future for help."

"what do you think?"

"..."

Hearing this, the man on the other end of the phone paused slightly, and his delicate brows could not help but raise a little bit unexpectedly.

The corners of the thin lips curled up slightly.

This girl doesn't seem to be as dumb as he imagined.

After thinking about it, Zuo Yan sighed slightly, and then smiled lightly, "Okay, I will listen to you."

"okk!"

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

She clenched her phone, glanced 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, "Otherwise, I'll go look for you now?"

"Can."

Zuo Yan smiled and nodded subconsciously to the air, "I'm on the roof top of the hotel now, come up if it's convenient for you."

...

five minutes later.

Xiang Xing headed Cogu Duck and walked out of the elevator leading to the rooftop.

Only when she subconsciously looked around, she was fascinated by the scenery on the rooftop, her soft eyes suddenly straightened.

"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 roof of the country where she imagined it was full of debris.

I saw several rows of large grape stands on the top of the building. The branches and leaves swayed with the breeze in the gleaming white light from that day. In the greenery, there was just the right amount of coolness and purity.

The vines are circling each other in the rows of shelves, just woven into the appearance of several vine pavilions, which are naturally fresh.

Soon, the little guy saw the tall and 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 comfortable.

The white JEM 7vp she was familiar with was quietly leaning on a mobile speaker beside her.

And the little assistant named Aqi stood quietly beside him.

Hearing the movement at the end of the elevator, A Qixun came to look at him, and immediately waved to Xiang Xing with a smile: "Miss Xiang! We are here!"

"...Unexpectedly, the roof of this small hotel has quite a flavor."

The little guy smiled, sighed, and stepped forward to the two of them.

He casually pulled a rattan chair beside him and sat down.

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

Zuo Yan spoke lightly and raised his eyebrows lightly.

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

The slightly rose-colored thin lips curled slightly, "Want something to drink? I'll let Aqi prepare."

"Um……"

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

Fu lowered 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, the taboo of their fresh meat idols.

Seeing this scene, the little guy's eyes lit up.

Red bean pudding milk tea.

This is her favorite flavor among many milk teas.

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

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

The latter seemed to have understood some of her intentions, laughed softly, and glanced at Aqi: "Go and buy two more cups of red bean pudding milk tea."

"OK!"

Archie nodded and trotted away with a subtle smile on his face.

When Zuo Yan took his eyes back and looked at the little guy again, he saw that she had already looked away from the milk tea.

And the sheet music he put on the table had already run into her hands.

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

After reading the sheet music from beginning to end, Xiang Xing laughed and couldn't help but glared at the man with a sullen look.

Without waiting for him to respond, he simply hummed a few bars on the score.

Listening, Zuo Yan paused for a while, and his delicate and slender eyes could not help but open slightly unexpectedly.

This little girl's voice is fresh and sweet, full of girlishness.

If you listen carefully, you can tell that she has a very skilled singing skills.

It is definitely a good material for singing.

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

...

After singing the song, watching the little guy take over the milk tea just delivered, his cheeks bulging, the man's eyes blinked lightly, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's a pity that you don't want to be a singer."

"...Singing is not my first interest."

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

Soft eyes swayed lightly, and suddenly swept to the JEM 7vp next to the man.

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

"You still play the piano?"

The surprise in the man's eyes was even more intense.

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

I saw that she was really skillful in picking the strings and listening to the sound, and even pulled up the cable and connected it to the mobile speaker on the side.

First, after playing a short melody of the song in the original key, it was actually a creeping sound, which directly raised three keys.

Sing the song again.

...

Listening, Zuo Yan's eyes widened in shock.

His stable and warm tune, which should have been played on an acoustic guitar, seems to have completely changed into another piece under Xiang Xing's handling of the key!

She even changed the original slow tone and singing method, and directly used the rock singing method that is more in line with the sound of the electric guitar.

However, such changes not only did not change the taste of the song, but added a little enthusiasm and vitality to the exciting theme melody.

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

Thinking about it, the unexpected shock at the bottom of the man's eyes gradually turned into boundless amazement.

And a bit of admiration.

"……call!"

With the end of the last note, Xiang Xing exhaled heavily and ended the whole song.