Why did the bamboo flute solo change into a song? Nobody was interested in knowing that at the moment, the only thing they cared about was enjoying the exceedingly beautiful piano tune accompanied with the charming singing.
Yun Ting’s piano tune was completely different from his own cold and serious temperament. He played the piano with great concentration and calmness, just like a graceful prince who quietly used the piano’s melody to recount the thoughts on his mind.
And although Lin Mumu’s voice was neat, clear and somewhat cold, it was tainted with a certain brave and pure feeling. The most important thing was that this song expressed her favorite kind of feelings, so she carefully sang it very emotionally, even better than some popular singers.
The harmony of rhythm and voice made the audience subconsciously turn completely quiet as they immersed themselves in purely enjoying the performance.
It wasn’t until the end of the song that a massive tide of applause erupted under the stage.
Lin Mumu was clearly visible as she sang on the stage, but very few people would actually see Yun Ting playing the piano behind her.
Seeing how popular Lin Mumu’s performance was, Su Xinlan gritted her teeth in anger.
An Xiaoqin was sitting right next to Su Xinlan. Seeing how she reacted, she instantly taunted her with a sarcastic remark: “Some people try to steal the chicken only to lose the rice used to lure it. It’s said that the sound of bamboo flute is generally not as pleasant to hear as the sound of the zither. If Lin Mumu had played the flute instead, it’s unlikely a certain someone would have been crushed so badly.”
“Hmph! I hope you can be as you luck as you were today and actually hit the targets tomorrow.” Su Xinlan was so angry that she didn’t even want to attend the bonfire party. She snappily turned around to leave, but Lin Mumu’s voice suddenly firmly sounded behind her:
“Rest assured, my luck has always been good. In today’s training, I haven’t scored less than seven points.”
Su Xinlan’s face became even more ugly. She would be stupid if she believed Lin Mumu’s shooting ability wasn’t high enough. Sure enough, what Yun Ruoshan had said was right, that Lin Mumu was really a hypocritical little bitch.
After the bonfire party programs ended, Lin Mumu didn’t get the opportunity to see much, because she was immediately called away by the senior official!
This time, Yun Ting drove a military jeep as he took her to deliver some mutton meat to Grandpa Guo.
“You’ll feed this raw mutton meat the dogs?” Lin Mumu was puzzled.
“You’ll understand when we’re there.” Yun Ting gently patted her small head.
In order to make his grandpa happy, Yun Ting remembered to move out a big barbecue grill from his tent, and he took the opportunity to fill a jar with some aged wine.
It turned out that Yun Ting wanted to barbecue the meat himself.
Previously, Lin Mumu had to fight with her fellow classmates over a few pieces of delicious grilled meat. But now, as she was gazing at the whole half lamb in front of her, her drool was already falling. There was just three of them, so it must be enough for her to eat a lot!
“Little greedy cat!” Yun Ting helplessly knocked on Lin Mumu’s forehead. “Wait a little longer.”
“Oh, I wasn’t looking at the barbecue. I was looking at you. Men who can cook are the most handsome!” Lin Mumu went against her character and praised him unreservedly.
“Hehe. If you like it this much, you can look a little longer. ” Even though he knew Lin Mumu was merely a foodie, Yun Ting still enjoyed this kind of praise.
Nevertheless, Lin Mumu’s eyes still fell on the mutton meat instead of Yun Ting’s body. Rather than gazing at his outstanding and heroic appearance, Lin Mumu would rather stare at that juicy piece of meat ~
“There are still two roasted chickens and peanuts on the car. Go and get them.” Yun Ting had barely finished his order but Lin Mumu’s shadow had already disappeared at lightening’s speed.
Fortunately, Lin Mumu was a polite child. Even if her foodie attribute was off the charts, she still had property and remember to give grandpa Guo a generous piece of meat first.
“Don’t rush to eat as it is, put it on the fire to heat it up again.” Yun Ting reminded her.
“It’s alright, it’s not scalding right now, just the right temperature to eat.” Lin Mumu had absolutely no resistance whether the chicken was crispy or tender.
After all, she wasn’t a meat foodie for nothing, she fundamentally had no resistance to any type of meat.
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