People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"I vaguely heard her talk about how war is evil and that we should reflect on wars of aggression. But we were still ignorant children at the time, and she seemed reluctant to continue. After teaching us, I heard that she seemed to have taken on other work."

However, although the girl did not remember the details of the teacher's words, she remembered the name, melody and lyrics of the song in full.

It's called Scarborough Fair.

It was a really nice English folk song, especially for a girl who had just started to develop a strong interest in guitar singing.

When she first heard it, she was captivated by every word and every harmony. So much so that after class, she mustered up the courage and overcame her shyness to go to the teacher's office and ask to hear it a few more times.

Then, the teacher readily agreed and not only wrote down the lyrics and gave them to her, but also gave her an Oxford English dictionary.

After that, the girl began the difficult journey of self-study of English.

She tried hard to memorize the pronunciation of every word in the lyrics, then looked up the corresponding word in the dictionary and compared them repeatedly.

The girl's English grades were not very good, but at that time, she still had the youthful energy to learn the British pronunciation of all the words in the song.

It was a difficult yet interesting experience, so much so that Ms. Aoyama couldn't help but laugh when she recalled it.

He grabbed Lin Sen's sleeve and started muttering:

"At that time, every day after talking to others, I would subconsciously repeat the words in the song over and over again. Things like Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, Thyme. Then, my family was shocked. They didn't understand English and just thought I had some strange disease that made me talk nonsense, so they sent me straight to the hospital."

"So, what did the doctor say?"

"Doctor."

"You're already in the drama, right? I'm asking what the doctor thinks of your behavior."

"The doctor definitely didn't see anything wrong. He checked and said everything was normal. The child was just playing around."

At this point, the smile on Ms. Qingshan's face became even wider.

Even the sounds coming out of his hoarse throat seemed lighter and more coherent:

"But after I got home, I practiced even more frantically. I'd often get up early and ask Mom to repeat some words I found in the dictionary and knew how to pronounce. As a result, the whole family was shocked. They thought that I, a usually quiet child, had suddenly gone so crazy and must have been possessed by some demon. Later, they even asked an old witch from the neighborhood to come over."

"What did the witch say?"

"Hmm...witch."

"Stop learning English!"

"Hahahaha~"

Miss Qingshan was laughing so hard that she fell backwards. It was hard to imagine that this carefree girl was once a shy and introverted child who didn't dare to raise her hand to speak.

At least, Lin Sen had no way of connecting the former with the latter.

However, we probably figured out why the girl's English pronunciation is different from that of ordinary people.

Then he looked at the person beside him and met her curious gaze:

"Why did Xiaolin suddenly bring up this matter?"

"Of course there is a purpose."

Lin Sen found another piece of paper and neatly copied the English sentence that had been read out.

Then, he turned around and raised the paper to block the girl's gaze that was staring at his face.

"Read it again."

㈨㈤０一８０90九

"Hmm. Eyes as blue as the Atlantic Ocean, they make me addicted like the Titanic..."

Actually, it's not the kind of authentic English pronunciation. It has that non-standard feeling of self-taught learning.

( 1 xun ) ⑶

But it doesn't have that weird, earthy sound that Japanese English sounds like.

On the contrary, there is a hint of innocent playfulness in the immaturity, which has very strong characteristics.

Great.

Very good.

So much so that Lin Sen couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"exactly."

"?"

Then, under Miss Qingshan's somewhat confused gaze, Lin Sen reached out and took the guitar leaning against the table.

Holding it in his arms, he gently plucked a few overtones, as if reviewing a simple accompaniment he had practiced before.

It also made the older girls present understand a little bit what he meant.

"Are you going to write some English songs? But... no no no no no."

She quickly waved her hands, trying to back off. "My English isn't as good as you think! In fact, after entering high school, a lot of my English pronunciations have reverted to the 50-kana system..."

"As long as this sentence is read beautifully, that's enough."

"It's definitely not enough! If the other words can't be pronounced well, how can this sentence be enough..."

However, after subconsciously rejecting him, Qingshan Xiazhi discovered that the young man in front of her did not answer, but just looked up and looked at her.

The corners of his mouth suddenly curved.

"I forgot to tell you. This song, from beginning to end, only has this one line of lyrics."

"...Eh?"

This answer made Ms. Qingshan's eyes widen.

Lin Sen ignored her and continued to play the guitar, repeating the simple accompaniment of the melody.

"Well, then, listen carefully. There are only two ways to sing this line."

Then, as the girl stared at him, the young man plucked his guitar and sang a simple tune:

"Eyes-blue,like-the-Atlantic,and-I'm-going-down,like-the-titanic."

"!"

These are just a few tones that are within the standard vocal range of ordinary humans, but when combined, they have a magical and pleasant sound.

Especially when he sang it so relaxedly in his usual carefree voice...

"Xiao Lin...you sing so beautifully!"

Miss Qingshan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Because it's a minimalist yet simple and moving tune, anyone can sing it well. The previous one was a low version, so the next one is a little higher..."

Lin Sen sang the lyrics again, but this time, the tune was a higher variation.

Yet, it was still in a very comfortable range, so that the true sound flowed out of the throat like a clear spring.

In order to strengthen his memory, Lin Sen repeated the two ways of singing this sentence several times in turn.

The effect was quite good. In fact, within the field of vision, Miss Qingshan's eyes began to flicker again, casting a look that was almost infatuated...

Perhaps, I was really moved by the beauty of the song.

Lin Sen, seeing the older girl's expression, handed the guitar to her.

"You try too."

"..."

"Qingshan?"

"what!"

The girl finally reacted, her cheeks flushed, probably because she was anxious about her previous loss of composure.

After slowly adjusting myself, I hesitated when I hugged the guitar.

"My throat..."

"It's at this moment that the song's simplicity and beauty can be realized. However, you do need to be careful and sing softly."

"Um..."

For some reason, the girl suddenly became hesitant and shy.

If you sing with a hoarse voice, it will definitely not sound good...

I don't want to show him my bad side...

But she quietly looked up and took in his peaceful expression while he was waiting.

The image of him playing and singing just now vaguely appeared in front of my eyes.

Under the light, in front of a simple wooden table, the young man who had just finished making her a midnight snack was holding a guitar, looking straight at her with a clear gaze.

Following her eyes, I saw her tiny reflection reflected in her pupils.

Gently, in a way that sounded like reciting love words, he told her something simple yet beautiful.

Atlantic eyes...

Let me drown like the Titanic...

Wow...

Qingshan Xiazhi admitted that he felt his heartbeat speed up suddenly. He almost couldn't hold back and followed the impulse to hug her.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his romantic mood.

Now, no, no, no, no...

It's so hard to resist the desire.

But I couldn't help it and put part of my emotions into the song that came out.

So much so that, at this moment, the hoarse voice unexpectedly has a retro feel like a gramophone.

The man in front of her suddenly had his eyes brightened and looked at her intently.

"very good..."

It was clearly just a simple compliment, but now it sounded like a teasing with a gentle tone.

Miss Qingshan trembled all over.

For a moment, I was a little confused and foolishly followed his voice, executing the next instruction without hesitation:

"Try again, another one. Relax... Come on."

"..."

Slimming: ba yi si jiu ling san qi jiu ba

"That's right, that's it, don't be nervous..."

I felt dazed and lazy, and even my body felt numb.

However, the next moment, the soft and hoarse female voice was distorted by something that suddenly broke out.

Then, it almost turned into a whimper.

The girl tensed up all of a sudden, and it took her a while to calm down.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the young man who looked at his strange reaction with a confused look on his face.

"Wait, wait! You...don't do this at this time... owl!"

The strange choice of words instantly made his eyes widen.

"Don't come in so suddenly!"

"?"

"That is, don't just start singing along on your own! I, I... can't stand it."

"what?"

Woo...

The girl who gradually began to talk nonsense suddenly could no longer organize her words.

It was as if she had instantly turned back into the introverted girl in middle school who couldn't even speak.