Chapter 1374 Can't Ke Shi
Surrounded by heavily, there is no way to retreat.
Joan Carter was barefoot and stood in place. The dirty and cold wooden floor drilled into the body along the soles of the feet, but she couldn't move at all.
No fingers do not work.
Joan Carter's eyes did not have a trace of light, but the smile rose habitually, like a Barbie doll, showing exquisite and perfect arc.
Then, she was close to the microphone and followed Johnny absently to fit the melody.
"I have both arms."
Despite his best to cover up, the singing ... no temperature. Those cold and alienated cannot be concealed.
What is really ridiculous and really ridiculous is that even so, the sound and rhythm are still perfect.
And, without stopping the ground, enter the chorus, Joan Carter and Johnny cooperate with the wonderful cooperation, "Let's use our arms together."
Later, Joan Carter sang, "Come on ..."
A bit of self -deprecating bitterness in the arc of the corner of the mouth.
Relaxed, sad, ridiculous.
She felt that she was unprepared and bathed in the spotlight, and her face and soul gradually blurred.
But Johnny did not notice that he stared at Joan Carter affectionately, and his smile was completely blooming. He stared at the face in front of him, and joined Joan Carter again. br>
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The audience of the theater was immersed in the melody, clapped the rhythm, and became a member of the band.
This shook Johnny's heart.
Gently and slightly, a language that is difficult to describe for a language is like a current through the heart, and the low voice shows a rare jumping. It seems to be able to capture a kind of enthusiasm between the bite words.
"I have lips."
Johnny sang, staring at Joan Carter's lips.
Joan Carter, "I have lips."
The next sentence is chorus. Johnny is clearly leaned next to the microphone, but still can't wait to approach further. It is close to Joan Carter's lips. Singing is also entangled with entanglement, adding ambiguous.
"Let's use our lips together."
Joan Carter noticed Johnny's sight, staring at herself like a wolf, and the hot eyes almost burned her lips.
"Come on ..." Joan Carter glanced at Johnny.
upset. depressed. Gel.
However, in Johnny's so innocent eyes, Joan Carter can also feel the joy of no impurities.
She is not the heart of iron.
For a short time, Joan Carter couldn't laugh and laughed. Looking at this Johnny, he couldn't continue to get angry, but felt a little funny.
absurd.
For a while, Joan Carter also did not distinguish it. She felt ridiculous or felt ridiculous.
But no matter who it is, the smile on the corner of the mouth still rises gently, this time it is sincere, the corner of the mouth and the bottom of the eyes can be seen brisk.
S quietly bloom under the spotlight.
Johnny was close to the microphone again, joined Joan Carter's voice, "time is easy to pass."
The collision of eyes and eyes, the reflection of the smile and smile, just a short time, but the warmth passed by the singing made the notes brisk.
Maybe ... the performance is a performance, just a song, there is no big deal, you don't need to think too much; not to mention that the audience is innocent, and when they buy a ticket to enter the market, they should enjoy a happy performance. She should not let the audience not let the audience Disappointed, there is no need to give more meaning to a song. What's more, singing has been over half, there is really no need to continue to face, right?
Joan Carter's tight heartstrings relaxed and relaxed little by little. In the brisk bass cello rhythm, the skirt began to shake.
It's not just a smile, but the singing is a little brisk.
"If there is no mixing batter and bake, the cake will not be delicious ..."
Joan Carter was a little playful, and the extended tail sound could capture the meaning of ridicule. The audience felt it, and many people laughed and cheered.
Joan Carter turned to look at Johnny, and Johnny directly felt the softening of Joan Carter, his eyes stared brightly at the face in front of him.
Those eyes are full of the sea of stars.
Inconsciously, Johnny looked straight at Joan Carter's eyes, and for a moment, his cheeks flushed, like the teenager who opened his love sinus, his eyes also panicked.
Johnny covered his shyness with a smile. "If you are in trouble and refuse to act, love is just a bubble ..."
Then, the sight collided again.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
You look at me, I look at you, staggered, tacitly stirred up.
Involuntarily, uncontrollable, heartbeat began to speed up, drunk in the collision of the notes-
There is no doubt that this is a love song, which specializes in chorus.
The sweetness and happiness of the love is not strong, and it gradually fermented in the chorus of Johnny and Joan Carter's low and highlighted chorus.
"If you can walk with me, I will accelerate one or two."
Joan Carter was slightly excited, immersed in music, and penetrated into the singing. "Come on ..." skills and emotions are superimposed, and the tail sound becomes stunned.
Pulling and stretching again, Joan Carter looked at the audience and then looked at Johnny. Between staggered sight, a beautiful ending was like a dart, climbing up the corner of his mouth, and the emotions in his eyes began to flourish. In Johnny's eyes, those eyes looked affectionately and focused on her.
With one heart, heartless heart.
Suddenly, hit Joan Carter's heart fiercely, and the sound of the chorus was soaked in a sweetness and happiness.
Roar, roar!
The audience of the theater coaxed, one by one was performed, and whistle and applause came one after another.
Joan Carter briefly was intoxicated at this moment, no longer restrained, no worries, smiling without reservation, and the world was bright.
She seems to be able to enjoy the performance again.
Looking at the auditorium, interacting with the audience with his eyes, but when he came into contact with a cold sight, he instantly cooled down.
A woman.
A woman dressing up, obviously, Joan Carter did not know her; but at this time, she had both hands on her chest, no expression, and no temperature in her eyes. She looked up and down with a picky and scornful posture, and tried her up and down. The disdain and contempt in the eyes did not conceal at all.
Suddenly, a bucket of cold water poured down.
Such as falling in an ice cellar, Joan Carter was stiff in place, with a numb scalp.
In the eyes of others, she is a woman who betrayed her marriage. She is a woman who is restless. She is a woman who showed up and showed her husband. She is a woman who is abandoned by God. She is a one. Destroy traditional women.
A look, just one look is enough.
She not only needs to face the sight of men, but also the sight of women, like a mouse crossing the street, everyone shouts, and there is nowhere to escape.
She tried to let herself calm down and not to shake because of the outside eyes and words, but the outside world was not like this.
A look, with trial, dragged her back to reality from the joy and sweetness of music.
(End of this chapter)