“Okay, no problem! I happen to have some musical instruments in my car.”
"Hey you, Xiao Shi, hurry up and get a guitar from our car!"
Upon hearing this, Han Hong hurriedly gestured to his assistant, who was sitting not far away, to get the musical instruments from the car.
"Shhh~"
While the other person went to get something, Wang Yueheng also took out a blank sheet of music from his backpack.
With swift, flowing strokes, he wrote the lyrics and sheet music for a new song he had just conceived.
Han Hong and Mo Zixue both stared at the paper in front of them, their eyes filled with surprise.
Unexpectedly, under the influence of alcohol, Wang Yueheng, who had just finished the competition, decided to write a song on the spot at the dinner table.
"Teacher Yue Heng, here's your guitar, please try it out."
Soon, Han Hong's assistant brought a guitar into the private room and handed it to Wang Yueheng.
"Sister Han Hong, here is the sheet music. Take a look, or we can sing it together."
As he took the guitar, Wang Yueheng also handed the sheet music he had just written to Han Hong.
"The Song of Mortals..."
Upon seeing the title of the sheet music, Han Hong immediately became interested and hurriedly grabbed a tissue to wipe away the tears still welling up in his eyes.
He began to carefully appreciate the score.
As he watched, Han Hong couldn't help but stare at the sheet music and hum the tune softly, trying to get a feel for the song.
"Great song, the lyrics are so realistic! Yue Heng, you play the instrument, and I'll sing along with you."
"Xiao Shi, please film Yue Heng singing for me. I'll enjoy it when I get back."
Han Hong then gestured to her assistant to take a picture of her and Wang Yueheng's unprecedented private duet at the dinner table.
"Okay!"
The assistant, surnamed Shi, readily agreed, quickly stood up, took out his phone, and took two steps back.
The camera was focused on Wang Yueheng and Han Hong at the dining table.
Seeing this, Mo Zixue also took out her phone and focused the camera specifically on Wang Yueheng.
Besides commemorating this moment.
More importantly, it is also to preserve the record of the live performance and prevent outsiders from hearing it, thus avoiding future copyright disputes.
"Steam!"
"Ahem~ Teacher Han Hong, let's sing together~"
After making some simple adjustments to the guitar, Wang Yueheng looked up at Han Hong sitting opposite him and said with a slight smile.
"no problem!"
Han Hong, holding the sheet music, gave him an OK sign.
We are all just ordinary people.
"Born into this world"
"Toiling away all day long, never a moment's rest..."
Wang Yueheng then regained his serious expression, picked up his guitar, and began to sing.
The magnetic voice and the melodious guitar accompaniment immediately echoed in the private room.
The reason I suggested singing this song on the spot was because I was inspired to do so after hearing about Han Hong's background.
More importantly, the alcohol reminded Wang Yueheng of the miserable days he had before he became famous.
In search of an audition or stage performance opportunity, they rush around in the bustling city, often feeling lost and directionless.
If it weren't for a stroke of good fortune that changed my destiny.
Perhaps I'd still be at the hospital right now, struggling to earn money for my father's medical treatment...
Feelings arise from the heart.
Wang Yueheng, who is now a big star, also wants to take this opportunity to get drunk and dedicate a song to his past self.
Remembering those ordinary people who endured hardship during their lives.
"How many men have been enraged for the sake of a beautiful woman?"
Many birds that once shared the same forest have now become swallows in flight.
Life is so short, why suffer through unrequited love?
"My lover has disappeared, to whom can I appeal for justice..."
When he sang this part, Wang Yueheng turned to look at Mo Zixue, who was recording him.
It's as if they deliberately sent this funny lyric to the other person.
"Pfft~"
While recording, when she heard the line "To whom can I appeal for justice?", Mo Zixue couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
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