Chapter 27

"Since you agreed with the Wang brother, how about I accompany the Wang brother?" Miss Yunyan smiled sweetly, picked up the pipa and put it on her legs, and swept the strings with her flexibly five fingers.

"Then you will be Miss Yunyan." Wang Yang smiled with a tooth, and his smile seemed so gentlemanly, calm and composed.

This made the other girls look glimpsed, and Liu Yiyi's eyes were shining brightly, so she simply sat aside and leaned against the table. She also wanted to listen to what kind of surprise Wang Yang, who could create such a beautiful and novel song, could give herself.

Wang Yang's eyes swept over the spot, then walked over, picked up a broom, thought about it, but threw it away, then picked up an unused brush and pinched it in his hand. Well, it was still too thin compared to the microphone. Wang Yang, the king of K-song, and the club's microphone, had to helplessly give up the idea of ​​replacing the microphone with a substitute.

I could only imagine a standing wheat stick in front of me, then narrowed my eyes and swayed rhythmically. In the eyes of a girl who was confused by Wang Yang's broom and brush, she began to sing in his slightly magnetic and clear voice of a young man.

"A lonely sadness stands at the window, I am behind the door pretending that you have not left yet... The old place is like a revisiting the full moon and is even more lonely. The candlelight in the middle of the night can't bear to blame me..."

After singing less than three or five sentences, Wang Yang felt the rhythm of the pipa in Yunyan's hand beside him was slightly chaotic, so he had to stop and turn around.

I saw Miss Yunyan looking at Wang Yang with an incredible look on her face. After a long time, I looked away with embarrassment. "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted when I listened to your lyrics just now. I will definitely not be able to do so next time."

The music started again. This time, the girls who were still waiting to watch the show were all sitting in danger at this moment, with colorful eyes rippling in their beautiful eyes. Only those few lyrics made everyone feel it, as if they were born with this song, and it was so compatible.

Gradually, with Wang Yang's singing, it seems that people can see a gentle and sad love story. The language is half-literary and half-white, easy to understand, and it is like a sharp hook that hooks your heart, making you feel crisp, warm and sour...

Even if Miss Yunyan had time, the sound of the pipa was scattered, and Wang Yang was already immersed in his own singing. In the story, the past and the past, all have turned into smoke and clouds, and only the only one who left was himself. Whether it was love, hate, love and hatred, they turned into smoke and clouds and left with the wind.

When the singing gradually subsided, Wang Yang slowly opened his slightly moist eyes, and then he noticed that all the girls present were already crying and heartbroken. The pipa in Miss Yunyan's hand had already been put down, and the carefully prepared pretty face had already been covered with pear blossoms and rain.

And this beautiful girl Liu Yiyi still maintained her initial posture when she was listening to the singing, but her watery eyes were already red, biting her red lips, staring at Wang Yang without blinking.

"That... you have heard it, I don't know what you think?" Wang Yang saw these tender women crying and being so infatuated that he felt quite embarrassed for a moment, so he had to bite the bullet and remind him.

"Go and sing!" At this time, Liu Yiyi slapped the desk, stood up, and looked at Wang Yang with bright eyes, with bright colors in her eyes.

"Hey, don't do it randomly. I'm just providing the content. I'm not responsible for the rest." Wang Yang was shocked, his head was like a swaying drum. He had to do so many things a day (the word "其官网", so he didn't have so much time to do these things. Besides, this is not the 21st century, and he can still make a living by relying on his face.

I don’t know what Liu Yiyi thought of, so she nodded a little sadly. “Yes, but with such lyrics and this song, I can already be sure that the three buildings and pavilions will not be our opponents of Yihonglou.”

"Yunyan was just rude, please don't blame me..." Miss Yunyan, who had recovered her mood and wiped away the tears from her face, moved her lotus steps to Wang Yang and said with a blessing, with apologetic expression on her face.

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't know my ability, so it's understandable to have such an idea. As for sir, I can't afford to be..."

"Qingdai, Xiaoxiao, Aqing... I've met sir." At this time, several other girls who were operating musical instruments also came to Wang Yang and Yifu, and said very solemnly.

"...Okay, they call you Mr. because you are amazingly talented. These lyrics and music are all out of your hands. It is natural to call you Mr.." Liu Yiyi came to Wang Yang's side and gently pulled Wang Yang's cuff and said quietly.

"...If that's the case, then okay, please remember to practice diligently and know how to infused your feelings into your music, and your joy, anger, and sorrow and joy."

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Indoor, the music from "Dongfeng Po" was faintly heard from the window frame. Wang Yang was about to leave, but Liu Yiyi held her hand. "What's the rush? The first time I saw you show off your skills and didn't continue to be proud. Could it be that you had something to do?"

Liu Yiyi's rippling eyes fell on Wang Yang's face, bright and charming. Looking at the care revealed in the eyes of this beauty who was close to her, Wang Yang's heart warmed.

"No, what can you worry about? A gentleman like me is just a family, country and the world every day..." I was moved, but my words were very generous and slid out a Guanghan high-speed railway.

"Stop making trouble, you won't talk well?" Liu Yiyi's eyes turned dark, and she couldn't help but look at Wang Yang with a angrily and said.

A bundle of autumn spinach was smashed, and Wang Daren could only stand by Liu Yiyi very gentlemanly, listening to the music that was overflowing from the window frame.

The sunset is gradually setting in the distance, and the face is covered by the sunset. The smoke of cooking is gradually rising, making the entire Tokyo Bianliang shrouded in a hazy layer of smoke.

Liu Yiyi's expression seemed particularly focused, and she gently opened her rosy and sexy red lips and said, "It's so beautiful... Since I was a child, I have liked to look at the height of Yihong Building so far. Whether it is early morning, dusk, or rain or snow, Tokyo Bianliang is beautiful..."

"Well, it's really beautiful. I didn't expect that I would really see this north one day... Well, Tokyo Bianliang in the Song Dynasty." Wang Yang nodded with deep emotion. He thought that such classical wooden and stone buildings were more artistic than those modern tube buildings.

"Brother Wang family, just now, when you were singing, tears had already flowed out. Did you think of whom?" Liu Yiyi turned her face, and her white and greasy face looked so charming under the afterglow of the sunset.

A pair of dark brown pupils, also reflected by the afterglow, seemed to be the two most beautiful ambers in the world, making people intoxicated.

"I didn't expect anything." Wang Yang shook his head slowly, his eyes as if he was very calm, but the melancholy and helplessness in his eyes made Liu Yiyi feel that her heart was in pain.

Wang Yang stroked the railing with one hand, stood by the wind, and his waist was as straight as a flagpole. "The past has disappeared with the wind and disappeared from the past. Without the memories and nostalgia of the past, sometimes, isn't it a good thing?"
Chapter completed!