The night was as cold as water. In the bedroom, Han Han was wearing a white shirt by Li Qing, lying on the edge of the bed, her little feet curled up and down, feeling very uncomfortable...
At this time, she was flipping through the thick book of lyrics and music page by page, pulling out a piece from time to time, "Qingzi, I think this song "Free Like the Wind" is particularly good, and this song "Fly Away"
, ah, what does this song "It's Not Too Hot in Tokyo" mean? This song title is really weird!"
Li Qing was draped in sheets, sitting upright by the bed, taking out a piece of paper and blowing his nose. He glanced at the manuscript handed over by Han Han with a red nose, and said slowly: "Things not suitable for children, you won't understand even if I explain them."
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However, Han Han understood immediately, quickly stood up, pinched Li Qing's arm hard, and said angrily: "You are a liar!"
Li Qing ignored her. The season had changed recently, and it seemed that he had completely caught a cold despite not having a cold this year. This made his voice a little hoarse. According to this situation, the trip to the United States and Britain was a bit worrying.
Fortunately, it's not a serious illness. I've seen a personal doctor and the conclusion is that it's influenza. Two days of rest is enough, and it won't affect his album recording.
He didn't go to work these two days, so he had to stay at home and choose songs.
After Han Han learned that Li Qing was ill, he took leave from school and came back to take care of Li Qing's daily life.
At this time, as if there was some magic, Han Han lowered his head and read the lyrics of "It's Not Too Hot in Tokyo" seriously.
"Ding ding ding ding dong, who could it be when QQ rings? nayo
could it be her nayo
What's going on? ayo
Pretend to be serious and help her settle all the problems nayo
No more chatting nayo
Went to eat ayo
I obviously like her very much but I keep my distance..."
When he saw the chorus, Han Han didn't come back to his senses for a while. When he realized that QQ is the popular chat software now, he suddenly realized it.
"Pfft, that's so funny!"
Han Han was lying on the bed, rolling over and laughing.
Then she stood up and lay on Li Qing's back happily: "This song is good, really good. Why don't you sing this song in your new album!"
"How good is this song?" Li Qing wondered.
"Look, look."
Han Han pointed to the sentence on the lyrics sheet: "I like you very much in my heart but I keep my distance. I'm afraid of being hurt so I pretend to be cold... Hahaha, isn't this the same person you used to be?"
Li Qing said in surprise: "I was like this before?"
"OK."
Han Han buried his face in Li Qing's neck and blew hot air: "At that time, you always pretended to be cold, but in fact I know you are a very enthusiastic person..."
Li Qing thought for a while, turned around, straightened the blushing Han Han, and asked seriously: "Girl, let me ask you, do you like me before or now?"
"I like them all." Han Han said without blinking.
Li Qing smiled, "Do I have to let you choose one?"
Han Han looked at the lyrics book in his hand, lowered his head and said, "I like you now."
A warm current surged through Li Qing's heart. He hugged Han Han's shoulders tightly, pointed at the lyrics book in her hand and said, "This song is not suitable for me to sing."
"Actually, I don't think it's appropriate for you, a big boy, to sing such lyrics. Yeah, I'm getting goosebumps all over my body."
Han Han burst into laughter: "I think it's more suitable for girls to sing. Sister Yunyun... No, I feel that Cai Li must have great feeling when singing this song."
Li Qing smiled brightly.
The song "It's Not Too Hot in Tokyo" was a song sung by a virtual singer in his previous life. When he originally wrote this song, he was just inspired by it and had no intention of letting anyone sing it.
"So have you decided which songs they are?"
Han Han stood up and asked: "The songs here are very good if you look at the lyrics."
"I have already selected a few songs. Take your time, don't rush." Li Qing said.
Han Han said excitedly: "Which songs are they?"
Li Qing picked up the lyrics and music book, flipped through a few pages, and pointed to the song above: "This one."
Then he turned a few more pages: "This one."
"And this one, and this one..."
After Han Han watched excitedly for a while, he suddenly stood up and took down a guitar hanging on the wall of the bedroom, "Let's sing a song and listen!"
"Hey, hey, can't you see I've caught a cold?" Li Qing said angrily.
When Han Han heard this, he immediately shrank his hands and said, "Okay then."
Li Qing grabbed the guitar and hummed: "But since you brought it, let's sing. Anyway, I have to practice these songs in the past few days."
Han Han forgets things quickly and quickly asks: "Which song should I sing?"
Li Qing opened the lyrics and music score, pointed to the song above and said: "This one."
""Anhe Bridge"?" Han Han thought for a while: "I can only feel that this name sounds familiar."
"There is a dirt road in the capital called Anhe Bridge," Li Qing said.
Han Han suddenly stopped talking. She subconsciously felt that this song must have a story.
"The guitar can't express the taste."
Li Qing got out of bed, hung the guitar on the wall again, and walked out of the bedroom.
After a while, he came to Han Han's side holding a morin fiddle and a tambourine.
Han Han said strangely: "The accompaniment of this song is very special."
"It's indeed special." Li Qing asked, "Can you play the drums?"
"Yes." Han Han nodded vigorously.
Then, Han Han put the tambourine in front of him, raised his hands, and struck the drum according to the rhythm given by Li Qing.
When the dull drum beat came, Han Han didn't feel anything at first, but when Li Qing raised her hand and blended in the sound of the morin fiddle, at that moment, Han Han felt an electric current hit her whole body, almost making her burst into tears.
, couldn't help but blurt out: "It's better to drink wine and grow old together with your son. With the harp and harp at your disposal, it's better to be quiet."
Li Qing was stunned. He recognized that this was a poem from the Book of Songs, which told the story of the harmony of the harp and the music.
So he couldn't help but smile.
With the sound of the tambourine and the sound of the horseshoe piano resounding through the bedroom, under the warm spotlight, Li Qing raised his head slightly, with a low tone, and sang softly:
"Let me look at you again, from south to north
Like being blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road.”
"Please tell me again about that day
The girl holding the box, and the man wiping sweat..."
In Han Han's ears, this song seemed familiar.
The artistic conception is as beautiful as "Those Flowers", but it is closer to the lyrics and music style of "Zebra Zebra".
Han Han looked carefully at Li Qing, who was singing seriously, with eyes full of affection.
There always seems to be a touch of sadness in his singing.
He seemed to be telling an unforgettable story, in which he spoke his heart.
There are no such high-pitched shouts, and there are no extra dazzling vocal skills, and some are just low-pitched singing.
This is a young man who lacks originality and is singing to the girl he loves.