The university town during the holidays does not look like a part of the Yangcheng metropolis, and as the night gets darker, the streets outside Xintiandi gradually become colder. The wind blows by on a summer night, and the garbage bags abandoned on the ground float away leisurely, and there is even a bit of autumn breeze!

There were no "guests" left, so Yang Han put away the stereo and microphone, and prepared to take her daughter home.

Yang Ruoyi quickly helped her father lift the stereo and put it in the trunk, and also sorted out the equipment that her father had placed a little messy.

The girl who sang no less than seven songs tonight didn't seem to be tired, on the contrary, her eyes were shining, and her excited mental state didn't seem to have weakened!

After getting into the car, Yang Ruoyi sat in the passenger seat, holding the red bean milk tea she had just bought, although she hadn't started drinking it yet, the warm feeling had already reached her heart.

After all, it was bought with her hard-earned money tonight!

"Dad, will we still come here to sing in the future?" Yang Ruoyi turned her head and looked at her father with big eyes shining and asked.

"What, do you still want to sing on the street?" Yang Han was a little surprised, because when she first started singing, her daughter was nervous for a long time.

"No, Ke Ting just now, it's the sister of Nanyue University, didn't she ask me if I would come tomorrow?" Yang Ruoyi smiled with her father.

Ke Ting, is the name of the nail lady! She is not like other listeners—who stop for a short time, glance at it, and leave quietly, but she drags her friend and stands there listening to Yang Ruoyi sing about five songs in a row.

Later, it was also because of temporary things that she reluctantly said goodbye to Yang Ruoyi and left.

Yang Ruoyi, who was the first fan in her life, still feels that her little heart is filled with happiness!

Without the restraint of being watched just now, the girl sitting in her father's car danced happily and continued to share her happiness with her father: "At first, she thought that I was studying music, so I sang so well, but later I found out that I hadn't even entered the first year ......of high school!"

Yang Han smiled slightly, but he didn't speak, because seeing Yiyi smiling so happily, he didn't want to interrupt his daughter's joy at the moment.

As soon as the car started, someone wearing a green vest came to collect the parking fee, and Yang Ruoyi saw someone coming, so she quickly stopped her laughter and sat up straight with some embarrassment.

After giving five yuan, Yang Han could drive away.

The car drove slowly on the empty inner ring road of the university town, and there were fewer college students running at night on this inner ring road during the holidays.

Yang Ruoyi couldn't help but turn her head to look out the window, where the dormitory buildings were hidden in the night, with a few lights flickering sporadically.

Although the university town was not so lively, the girls were still deeply impressed by the beautifully dressed and free college students I saw tonight.

Is this the university?

Yang Ruoyi, who still has three years of hard life to endure, silently looks forward to it.

"Yiyi, in fact, there are still many flaws in what you sing. Dad's voice suddenly came, waking up Yang Ruoyi, who was immersed in reverie.

The girl looked at her father with a surprised face, this was the first "back-eared" comment she heard tonight!

"It's not that you can't sing well, your voice is good, very clean, and you can sing with high notes......" Yang Han was worried that his tone was too heavy and his daughter couldn't accept it, so he still praised a few words first.

Yang Ruoyi still had a surprised expression, her eyes were wide open, and they seemed to be full of doubts: a lot of flaws? What flaws?

"The flaw in what Dad said is that you didn't do a good job of singing some details of this song. Take the beginning of the previous one...... Yang Han said this, he paused first, and sang a few words to his daughter, "I sit on a chair and watch the sunrise come to life, I sit in the sunset and watch the city weaken."

Although he sings with a male voice, he is not as good as his daughter in terms of voice texture, but the same soft voice and low emotional processing give Yang Ruoyi a different feeling!

It's so nice to hear that it can even be described as "ear-grabbing"!

"How's it going?" Yang Han asked with an understatement as he stared ahead, slowly driving the car.

"Dad sings well......" Yang Ruoyi nodded honestly.

"Do you sound like you have any new feelings?" Yang Han asked patiently.

"Yes, but I just can't say it, I think it's very magnetic and very good......" Yang Ruoyi also wanted to try hard to describe her thoughts at the moment, but her perception was also very hazy.

"Isn't there a slight resonance in the sound, and the ears are vibrating, right?" Yang Han smiled, and waited for his daughter to nod before he continued, "Actually, this is a small technique that uses a low voice to make sounds!"

After watching his daughter's singing from a considered perspective, Yang Han actually recognized her talent in this area, and even his mentality had undergone some changes that he hadn't noticed himself.

From the initial resistance, to today's secret joy, even relief!

Yang Handu began to acquiesce in her daughter's efforts in singing, and was willing to take the initiative to teach her some singing skills.

Of course, Yang Han feels that his approach is based on some educational concepts - adolescent children have their own ideas, and as a parent, he can't intervene, even if he doesn't fully support it, then he must give reasonable guidance and guidance!

I can't let my daughter go astray in the confrontation with herself!

Pulling a little far, Yang Han took advantage of the red light in front of him, he pressed his right hand on his chest, and tried to teach Yang Ruoyi in a simple and easy-to-understand way: "You learn from your father, press your hand here, and then imagine that the position of your voice is here, and use this method to sing ......"

Yang Ruoyi tried it suspiciously.

"Do you feel a shock?" Yang Han said with a smile.

"Yes!" Yang Ruoyi nodded in surprise.

"That's the vibe, you find that feeling, and then you keep that feeling, go and sing the front here. Try it, do you feel that your voice has become more layered, and the sense of story in your voice comes out all of a sudden!" Yang Han said.

It's really true, Yang Ruoyi sang according to her father's method, and she was immediately pleasantly surprised to find that the emotional outpouring of the original singer Xu Yanya, which she wanted to look for before, came out all of a sudden!

Listening to his daughter's improved singing, Yang Han's eyes couldn't help but narrow, if he wasn't driving, he would definitely have to close his eyes and listen.

This time it's really singing right, Yiyi's voice, after being low, can even give people a dreamlike sense of layering! Yang Han even feels that Yiyi's singing is no worse than the original singing - this evaluation is somewhat biased, who made her his daughter?

Of course, Yang Han didn't want to be too surprised, in terms of music learning, Yiyi is just the beginning now, but she can't be praised to the sky!

"And your ventilation ......" Yang Han continued to instruct, his voice sounded very casual, as if he had inadvertently missed two tricks, and it was not a deliberate teaching.

......

One spoke "casually", the other listened carefully, time passed quickly, and before he knew it, Yang Ruoyi returned home with his father.

When she got out of the car, Yang Ruoyi was still holding her mobile phone for taking notes, and asked reluctantly: "Dad, you teach me again, "Fly to a Happy Place", how to sing this song? Is it okay......"

"Chew too much, think about what you just said in the car. That's it for today, and I'll teach you tomorrow when I'm free. Hurry up and take a shower and rest!Dad still has something to do!" Yang Han waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"Tomorrow......" Yang Ruoyi pouted, a little unhappy.

However, today's harvest is full, in fact, she is already very satisfied! So, as soon as her eyes rolled, the girl smiled "grin", turned around and ran up the stairs, and the lively figure dropped a loud sentence: "Then tomorrow!"

Yang Han looked at her daughter's appearance and shook her head with a smile.

When Yang Ruoyi's footsteps disappeared, a dark figure came out of the corner in front of the alley.

Under the illumination of the street lamp, Wu Maocai's ordinary passerby face was gradually revealed.

"That Ke Ting just now, you also arranged it?" Yang Han opened the trunk, took out his guitar, and then handed the car key to Wu Maocai.

"Ke Ting?" Wu Maocai opened the car door, heard Yang Han's question, and stopped suspiciously.

"It's the female classmate who took the mobile phone and wanted to scan the code to give a reward. Yang Han said in a low voice, "Her nails are attached to the manicure." ”

Wu Maocai shook his head and said in a calm tone: "No, I just found two people, one is Xiao Dong, who repairs printers for our company, and carries a backpack, and the other is his girlfriend, who wears a hat and no manicure." They pretend not to know. ”

"Okay, that's fine......"