“We stopped and started along the way.
Following the traces of the boy's drift
The moment before leaving the station
I'm a little hesitant
Can't help but laugh at this homesickness
Still inevitable
And Nagano's sky
Still so warm
The wind blew away the past..."
“What a sentimental lyrics!”
Hu Yibao just glanced at it.
I couldn't help but marvel in my heart.
“You can pull people in right from the start.”
Follow the sheet music.
Hu Yibao began to sing a cappella.
“…When I first encountered this world
Lingering
Looking at the horizon as if it is right in front of me
I am also willing to go through fire and water to walk it again
Now walking through this world
Lingering
Different side faces over the years
I was caught off guard and 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 performance 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 impressed."
"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 me just publish this first, just 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.
"...a short road with many stops and starts
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
Smiling 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.
Singing "The Wind Rises" a cappella.
“…Now walking through this world
Lingering
Different side faces over the years
I unexpectedly break into your smile
I once found myself lost in 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 faintly heard.
Singing came from inside the house.
In the 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
Go into the painting hidden by the bed..."
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 Mi'er 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 brought her to tears.
Two completely different people...
If you say, 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 wish me a happy new year!"
"What's up?"
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 said.
"I'm recording a song"
"or……"
"Come in and sit 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 you'll pass.
Mainly the tunes!
Hu Yibao needs to use mobile phone software and rely on his "God of Songs" level of understanding 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 record the music.
This will save you 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 like Aunt Wang?
Wouldn’t that delay my song recording?
Hu Yibao, who has full straight male attributes.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
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