Yang Han came to Hecheng empty-handed, but Yao Yuansong, who is still his assistant, arranged everything very well. The night Yang Han checked into the hotel, his clothes and guitar were delivered by someone.
Watching Yang Han open the door and let Wu Maocai come in, pushing two large suitcases and carrying a guitar bag. An Yun, who was lying on his bed looking at his mobile phone, subconsciously sat up and watched in stunned silence as Wu Maocai arranged everything.
appropriate.
Only now did he realize that his identity as roommate seemed a bit unusual!
But An Yun couldn't tell how complicated it was, because although Yang Han chatted with him and learned all his details, An Yun didn't know much about Yang Han. Looking back now,
Actually, I just knew that Yang Han was from Yangcheng.
"An Yun, let's go have some supper together?" Yang Han noticed An Yun's expression. He smiled slightly and invited.
"Ah... No need, right?" An Yun waved his hand in embarrassment.
"It's okay, let's go together! It's a rare trip to Hecheng. It would be a pity not to try the delicious food in Hecheng!" Yang Han extended his warm invitation, but An Yun couldn't refuse, and finally went out with Yang Han and the others.
He actually has his own car! Isn’t he from Yangcheng?
An Yun saw Wu Maocai driving and Yang Han sitting in the passenger seat. The shock in his heart came one after another without stopping.
They lived less than ten kilometers from the Nanhu Scenic Area. They drove there and found a restaurant near the Nanhu Scenic Area where they could see the Nanhu scenery under the colorful lights. Yang Han and the others were here, admiring the Nanhu Lake.
night view while drinking night tea.
"I ordered a few authentic Hecheng delicacies. You can order whatever you like." Yang Han handed over the menu and smiled to An Yun.
"No, no, that's enough!" An Yun waved his hands repeatedly. Although this restaurant doesn't look high-end, with this location and this view, An Yun feels that the consumption is not low! He's just an ordinary middle school musician who has just started working.
An Yun, the teacher, was still a little nervous when he came here and didn't know where to put his hands.
Yang Han didn't have any airs at all. He even made tea himself and poured tea for Anyun.
"Thank you, thank you!" An Yun thanked him repeatedly.
"Thank you for what? There are so many people in China, and the two of us are roommates. What a fate!" Yang Han said with a smile, "Let's work hard together tomorrow and strive to stay."
Yang Han invited An Yun to have supper together, not to show off, but because he admired An Yun more.
An Yun is different from other fashionable students. He is dressed plainly and has a simple background. He graduated from an ordinary normal school and is a music teacher in an ordinary middle school. He has always cherished a dream of music and bravely signed up for "Chinese Good Voice", and then passed all the tests and entered.
Blind selection.
This story was not told to him by Anyun, but the young man had little social experience and was tricked out by Yang Han in a few words.
From Anyun, Yang Han saw a very simple love for music. In today's impetuous social atmosphere, it is rare to see it. Therefore, Yang Han went out to eat supper and introduced Anyun, a new little girl he met.
Bring it, brother.
Going too far, the restaurant quickly brought to the table crispy lamb noodles, Pinghu eggs, edamame water chestnuts, crab meat buns, and Hecheng's famous ham rice dumplings, egg rice dumplings, white sugar bean paste rice dumplings, etc.
The delicious food immediately attracted Yang Han's attention.
An Yun was a little embarrassed to take off his chopsticks at first, but at Yang Han's urging, he couldn't help but start eating.
"The food in Zhejiang Province is still a little sweet. Like this rice dumpling, I still prefer salty ones." Yang Han peeled off a rice dumpling, took a bite, shook his head and commented.
He prefers to eat the crispy lamb noodles here. The noodles are a bit thin like the small noodles in Yangcheng, Zhusheng noodles, but the texture is chewy, the lamb is delicious, and it melts in your mouth.
"The rice dumplings from my hometown should suit your taste, and they have even appeared on TV! Brother Han, please give me your home address later, and I will ask my family to make some and send them to you!" An Yun said.
"Yes!" Yang Han did not refuse, and said with a smile, "You must try it. I have also heard about the rice dumplings from your province, such as square rice dumplings and grass ash rice dumplings."
It may be that Yang Han's absence made An Yun relax, and he gradually became more talkative. Of course, this competition is still the topic that he and Yang Han are most interested in.
"Brother Han, if all four mentors choose you then, who will you choose when you reverse the election?" An Yun asked.
"I haven't thought about this yet, what about you? Who are you going to choose?" Yang Han said with a smile.
"I should choose Teacher Zu Ning." An Yun said honestly.
"Why? Do you like Zu Ning better?" Yang Han asked.
"No, no. I like all four teachers!" An Yun was just a little shy, but he was still more cautious when he spoke, "It's just that Teacher Lu Yubo sings rock music, and I'm not very good at rock songs. My voice
I am more suitable for singing ethnic songs. Therefore, the pop songs and hip-hop rap that Teacher Fan Ziyu is good at may not be very suitable for me."
The only ones left are Zhuo Xuan and Zu Ning. Zhuo Xuan is older and was a very popular diva in the last century. Zu Ning is still relatively young, forty-two years old, four years older than Fan Ziyu, but the two of them
His music creation talents are quite dazzling in the Chinese music scene!
"I prefer Teacher Zu Ning's songs. I feel quiet and comfortable when singing his songs, so I want to join his team and learn from him." An Yun said.
"If you say that, I also want to choose Zu Ning. It would be fun if we were on the same team!" Yang Han laughed and said, "However, we have to wait and see tomorrow. After all, we may not be able to take turns by then.
Let’s fight the election!”
"Yes, yes, yes, Brother Han is right!" An Yun smiled sheepishly, "I also said that under ideal circumstances, if a teacher is willing to choose me, I would be very satisfied!"
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At night, Anyun actually didn't sleep well. He felt like he was back to the night before the college entrance examination. He was nervous and looking forward to it. His mind was very excited. He tossed and turned many times and couldn't fall asleep most of the night.
It was almost dawn outside, so An Yun fell into a light sleep.
But after being in a daze for some time, he vaguely heard the sound of Yang Han getting up in the room.
Then there was the rustling sound of clothes being put on, and the slightest sound of the door opening.
An Yun was still sleeping at this time.
However, I don't know how long it took, but An Yun vaguely heard a very strange singing voice coming from outside. It didn't sound like it was sung, but more like a child playing "doo, lulu" with his lips.
The sound!
Finally, An Yun couldn't sleep anymore. He rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed with his messy hair.
As if he opened the door, Yang Han's tall figure came into view, and the voice was also made by him.
An Yun also woke up at this moment. He clearly heard Yang Han's lip vibrating and realized that Yang Han was practicing her voice.
This kind of lip vibrato, or dadu, is actually a relatively basic voice training technique! Many big stars also use it to practice their voice, Qi, and even open their voices before singing.
But many people don't know this technique, and An Yun only understands it because he has learned it.
Brother Han actually knows it too!
Of course, Yang Han knew this, and An Yun didn't find it strange. What surprised him was that Yang Han actually got up so early to practice her voice!
The rich eldest brother is so diligent, so what reason does he have to sleep in? An Yun thought with shame.