Entertainment: a Poem Every Day. My Roommate Asked Me to Write a Song.

[This book will no longer be updated. The new book is of the same type and is very good-looking! On the first day He Xu moved into a shared house, he bumped into his roommate. To be precise - I saw my roommate wearing a facial mask, holding half a watermelon, and wearing only underwear on his lower body. "Ahhhhhhh-pervert!!!" The watermelon fell from his hand and hit the carpet, red juice splashing all over it. He Xu: "... Jiang Nanzhi didn't tell you that I'm a man?" Wen Nansheng, a signed singer who has been hidden for two years, has a blank work column. He is exactly the same as he was in his previous life. She spends her days on the sofa eating takeout and watching TV shows, living like a retired old lady. He reads "strange poems" to the wall every day, and the food he cooks is even disgusting to stray cats. She couldn't stand it anymore and stopped hiding it. He took the spoon out of his hand and said, "Get out of the way." From then on - he bought groceries and she cooked. He was reciting poems in his room to earn points, while she was listening to "The Wind Rises" in the living room. She didn't know that he wrote the song that became a hit all over the Internet. She didn't know that the night he heard her singing seriously for the first time—— There is only one thought in my mind: This voice should not be buried.