Why did the bamboo flute solo change into a song? n.o.body 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 ma.s.sive 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 a.s.sured, 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 b.i.t.c.h .

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 cla.s.smates 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 .