Lu Yi smiled: "How difficult is this? Let me think about it."
"Humph! I don't believe you can sing anything!" Jian Ruyu folded her arms in disbelief.
Lu Yi glanced over, and then chuckled: "Listen well. The wind rubs the blue light in a mirror, and the rain passes through Qianfeng and pours on the dark."
Jian Ruyu: "???"
She looked at Lu Yi with a shocked expression, she couldn't believe it.
Lu Yi was happy, joking, he was the same in his last life.
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