The straight man of steel in the entertainment industry

After speaking, Qian Tong glanced at Lin Li and said, "Then go to the next room."

"Wait a minute," Lin Li said.

"Call for a report!" said the staff next to Qian Tong.

"It's okay, it's okay." Qian Tong approached Lin Li with a smile and asked, "Student Lin, what's the matter?"

Lin Li said: "I came here for a day and two nights, and I did a deep reflection. I felt a lot of emotions, and my inspiration exploded, so I have a new work."

Qian Tong was terrified when he heard it. Lin Li's previous confession had brought Jiang Xinmao down from the stage, and he couldn't bear it.

"Student Lin, if we have something to say, we can sit down and talk. If you have any questions, you can ask them. Is it necessary to write poetry?"

Several people in 205 were also very surprised when they saw that Qian Tong was so scared. Where is this Lin Li?

But even though he was puzzled, he became more convinced of Lin Li.

"It's not poetry." Lin Li said, "I just wrote a song."

"Oh, let's say goodbye." Qian Tong said, Lin Li's poems have so much energy, the spread of songs is much stronger than poetry, and he also knows some of Lin Li's songs, they are all curses How can it be good to hate people.

"We have something to talk about, why bother singing?" Qian Tong begged, as if Lin Li's singing was worse than death.

Lin Li said: "You won't let me sing at this time, so I have no choice but to go out and sing."

Qian Tong was sweating profusely, and said, "Don't, don't, I'll listen to your song, I'll just listen to it."

Lin Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, this song is really a song of reflection."

Qian Tong squeezed out a smile and said, "That's good, actually, I don't think you've done anything wrong, and you don't need to reflect on the truth."

Seeing that Qian Tong started to please Lin Li, everyone even stared at Lin Li.

"Then I'll start, let's sing together." Lin Li said to his roommates.

Several roommates admired Lin Li even more at this time, and nodded one after another.

"Sorrow, worry, worry turns gray."

Lin Li opened his mouth with a mournful voice, and the others also sang along.

Sorrow, worry, worry turns white

Since I parted from you

I live in the prison building

Tears can't stop flowing

can't stop flowing down

Qian Tong listened to it, and was half relieved. It really sounded like a song for introspection. Although it was a bit sad, it was not bad.

Hold the bun in your hand

Not a drop of oil in the dish

What a miserable life in prison

One step at a time

Hold the bun in your hand

Tears can't stop flowing down

During this passage, Qian Tong heard a hint of overtones, he looked at Lin Li, and Lin Li happened to look over, Qian Tong was stunned and understood.

what a shameful crime

tell me how can i lift my head up

I lost my freedom when I left my loved ones

tears turn into bitter stream

From now on, no face, goodbye to relatives

Add infinite sorrow to my heart

Some of the people in 205 had rough and low voices, some couldn't find the key, and one couldn't hear what they were singing at all, but because there were trees standing in the middle, they could always find the north.

The overall sound is naturally not pleasant, but the lyrics of this song have been written into their hearts. The voter who was the most shameless before, sang the most emotionally at this moment, and his voice was choked.

Several people who came up with Qian couldn't help applauding after listening.

Qian Tong's heart finally fell to the ground. This song was indeed a song of reflection on crime, but he also understood why Lin Li insisted on singing this song.

Lin Li refused to apologize when he beat Lou Junjie, and there was no such thing as self-examination. Singing this song was nothing more than reflecting the food inside.

The so-called "holding the steamed bread in your hand, without a drop of oil in the dish" is not a dislike for the poor food?

Although Qian Tong occasionally received feedback that the food was poor, he came here not to eat, drink and have fun.

But Lin Li sang this song this time, if he didn't give some reaction, if he sang this song on the show after going out, it would be bad.

Thinking of this, Qian Tong said, "This song is so good."

"Yes, this song is much better than those annoying piano pieces."

Several people in 205 also agreed. They are tired of listening to those fate piano music these days.

Seeing that Lin Li didn't speak, Qian Tong said to the people accompanying him, "Is that breakfast ready soon?"

"Yes, there are still 10 minutes. We will check the back room and start dinner."

"What did you have for breakfast?"

"I have to ask the cafeteria manager about this. It should be porridge."

Qian Tong sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I won't go to the back. I'll just sit here. You ask them to deliver food. I'll see what they deliver. Don't say I'm here."

"Okay, I know."

After a while, the labor number came with breakfast.

Seeing that Qian Tong was at 205, they were a little surprised and stood up straight.

Qian Tong went out to take a look. It was a small cart with a big bucket of porridge, a basket of steamed buns, and some pickles.