"We stopped and walked along the way.
Following the traces of the boy's drift
The moment before leaving the station
Some hesitation
I can't help but laugh at this homesickness
Still unavoidable
The sky of Nagano
Still so warm
The wind blew from the past"
"What a meaningful lyrics!"
Hu Yibao just glanced at it.
I couldn't help but marvel in my heart.
"You can pull people in right from the beginning."
Follow the score.
Hu Yibao began to sing.
"When I first saw this world
Lingering
Looking at the horizon as if it is right in front of me
I am willing to go through fire and water to walk it again
Now walking through this world
Lingering
Different side faces over the years
I suddenly burst into your smile
Slowly close your eyes.
Follow the lyrics.
Hu Yibao as the God of Song.
Able to quickly immerse oneself in the emotions required by the lyrics of the song.
Hu Yibao has gradually mastered the most suitable singing style for this song.
Five minutes later.
The a cappella session ends.
When I opened my eyes again.
In Hu Yibao's eyes.
There are already some flickering lights.
"Even a single guy like me can be moved by her."
"I'm afraid those who have been heartbroken or are wandering away from home will have tears in their eyes after listening to this!"
"Let's just publish this first to warm up the atmosphere a bit."
soon.
In a small room.
A clear, yet slightly hoarse and vicissitudes of life singing voice was heard.
"Short road, stop and go
There is also some distance
I don't know whether I am caressing a story or a mood
Perhaps what we expect is nothing more than being an enemy of time.
See you again
In the cool morning light
Smile sweetly"
Afternoon sunshine.
Through the glass window.
Slip into the room.
A gentle breeze.
Through the half-open glass window.
Slowly blow the curtains.
In a bright room.
Hu Yibao closed his eyes.
Use the best feeling.
The wind started to blow as I sang.
"Now walking through this world
Lingering
Different side faces over the years
I suddenly burst into your smile
I was once unable to extricate myself from the vastness of the world."
What Hu Yibao didn't know was.
Outside the door.
Yang Mier was holding a plate of washed fruits in her hands.
He stood at the door in a daze.
Can be heard faintly.
Singing coming from inside the house.
In circle.
She also knew many singers.
And she.
I've also been learning to sing recently.
The company is planning to let her debut as a singer again.
The singing teachers we hired are all professional.
But I can sing at this level.
In Yang Mier's memory.
No!
And those lyrics!
"Healing the scars left by memories
Your eyes are a mixture of light and dark, and your smile is full of flowers
The dusk covers your stumbling steps
Walk into the painting hidden at the head of the bed"
She couldn't help but feel that she was just in her early twenties.
A sense of vicissitudes emerged in my mind.
The more "emotional" Yang Mier.
After listening quietly outside the door.
Wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes with the back of your hand.
After calming down.
Yang Mier pressed the doorbell.
"Ding Dong!!"
"Who is it?"
Hu Yibao's voice came from inside the house.
"It's me" Yang Mier hadn't finished speaking.
The door opened.
At the same time, his expression suddenly froze.
Hu Yibao looked aggressive.
His eyes were full of hostility.
He was holding a nunchaku in his hand.
Compared to the song that just made her cry.
Two different people
If you say that a woman will change her face.
Hu Yibao, I'm afraid he will transform.
"Ahem!!"
Hu Yibao saw Yang Mier.
He immediately threw the nunchaku aside.
Said with a smile.
"I thought it was my martial arts friend, Master Ma, who came to pay New Year's greetings!"
"What's the matter?"
Yang Mier came back to her senses and handed the fruit plate in her hand to Hu Yibao.
"My mother asked me to bring these fruits to you."
"Thanks!"
Hu Yibao took the fruit plate without hesitation.
Fruit is good stuff.
I'm also planning to go out and buy some in the next two days.
"You're welcome!" Yang Mier said with a chuckle.
"that"
Hu Yibao looked at Yang Mier standing at the door, thought for a moment, and then spoke.
"I'm recording a song"
"or"
"Come in and sit down next time."
It's already past one in the afternoon.
I recorded three songs without stopping.
I'm afraid it will be around six or seven in the evening.
Singing doesn't waste time.
Just sing it once and it will pass.
Mainly the tunes!
Hu Yibao needs to use mobile phone software and rely on his "God of Songs" level of comprehension to play those songs one by one.
Quite cumbersome!
In Hu Yibao's heart.
Also thinking about it.
When I go to the QQ Music headquarters to shoot the MV in a few days, I will ask about the recording studio.
Then I paid professionals to help me record the music.
This way you can save yourself a lot of time.
And now.
If you want to politely invite Yang Mier to come in and sit down.
What if she really agrees to come in and sit down like Aunt Wang?
Wouldn't that delay my song recording?
Hu Yibao who has all the straight male attributes.
Right now.
I think women will only affect the speed of recording songs.
"Uh" Yang Mier was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay!"
"Wait a minute!" Hu Yibao hurried back to the house.
Get a plate from the kitchen.
After pouring the fruits in the fruit bowl into it.
He immediately grabbed a handful of snacks from the coffee table in the living room and put them in the fruit plate.
Then, Hu Yibao handed the fruit plate to Yang Mier.
"Next time there's a chance, I'll treat you to a meal!"
Yang Mier looked at the fruit plate filled with snacks.
Spicy strips, chicken feet, raccoon, chocolate
All kinds!
"Okay!" Yang Mier came back to her senses and nodded.
Just turned around.
"Bang!"
The door is closed
Inside the house, not long after.
Some clear music sounds were heard again.
It was exactly the tune of the song that Hu Yibao had just sung.
Yang Mier turned around, stood at the door, and listened quietly.
Hu Yibao is upstairs.
Yang Tianzheng was holding a mobile phone with a red light on the screen. He was praising Hu Yibao with admiration on his face.
"Yibao's inside information is really amazing."
"Hahahaha, the shares of the Chinese Maotai liquor have been rising for three consecutive days."
"If I take it out tomorrow, I should be able to make 30 million."
Wang Ping sat on the sofa and ignored Yang Tian who made money from stock trading.
She just looked at the clock on the wall from time to time, calculating the time in her mind.
The minute hand moves one small grid at a time.
The smile on her face grew even wider.
Let Yang Mier bring some fruit to Hu Yibao.
It was her idea.
As the saying goes.
When a man pursues a woman, there's a mountain between them; when a woman pursues a man, there's only a layer of gauze between them.
Since Hu Yibao is as still as a mountain.
Then just walk over here.
And Wang Ping also thinks so.
Yang Mier and Hu Yibao spent longer time alone together for the first time.
This shows.
They have common topics.
This means that there is greater hope for both of them in the future.
Unsure.
This time next year.
I now have half a son.
This day two years later.
I now have one more grandson.
Everything is in my plan.
In Wang Ping's heart.
Feeling very happy.
Zhuge Liang in Luzhong.
Make plans and strategize.
That's all!