Learning martial arts is not possible, after Yang Yi proposed some training conditions, the little fat man retreated, where could he withstand such a hard training?

"If you don't take a horse step, don't run, don't diet, can you still practice some simple martial arts?" asked the little fat man in the end.

"No, you can't. Yang Yi shook his head.

"Okay...... the little fat man lowered his head in frustration.

However, without this appeal, the little fat man continued to show his chatty attributes, and the two quickly became acquainted.

It turned out that the little fat man's name was Guo Ziyi, and he was a genius boy.

Of course, this is what he pretentiously admits to himself. But at the age of sixteen, he skipped a grade to the third year of high school, and his grades topped the whole school, and his IQ was definitely not low!

However, Yang Yi feels that this guy is not a genius and has not yet closed the coffin, and the comic comparison is absolute!

A little fat man like a top student, felt that the challenge of the college entrance examination was too low, and changed his goal and signed up for Jiang Chuan's art exam this month.

"I want to be a big star!" Guo Ziyi said very childishly.

Yang Yi couldn't deny it, but he was very interested, and he wanted to know how this guy made this decision, his parents, and his teachers were like thunder!

"My parents don't care about me, but my teachers are dying!" Guo Ziyi smiled, "But I don't want to be admitted to the two famous schools in Beijing, North and Qingnan, and don't create results for them! Jiang Chuan is so good, and there are many beautiful women......

"......" Yang Yi said speechlessly.

It's only sixteen, is it so ready to move?

Then again, this guy just took the opportunity to come over to prepare for the exam and wandered around the campus all day long, otherwise, he wouldn't have run to Tingshan early in the morning to play and be chased by wild boars.

"You suddenly came over to take the art exam like this, can you pass the exam?" Yang Yi expressed his doubts.

Guo Ziyi patted his chubby chest and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Yang, how can you question me like this? ”

With no evidence, Yang Yi took down the guitar given to him by the old man on the wall and handed it to Guo Ziyi: "You perform a song that you are good at, let me listen to it." ”

"Wow, Brother Yang, you still have such a good guitar?Brown_ B!" Guo Ziyi knew the goods, he exclaimed in surprise, and after taking it, he couldn't put it down.

Yang Yi didn't explain, just raised his hand and asked Guo Ziyi to start his performance.

After taking the guitar, Guo Ziyi's expression became serious, he gently hooked the guitar, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Then Brother Yang, let me sing you a song that I like very much, Cao Fang's "Southern Town". ”

(PS: This song exists in reality, and it is temporarily classified into this world, if you are interested, you can search for it, a light jazz and slow ballad, suitable for lazy afternoons to listen to.) ）

Yang Yi doesn't know much about the music of this world, and has been running around on the decoration of coffee shops some time ago, and has no time to install a set of high-end stereos at home. When he has the opportunity, he wants to "taste" the musical feast of this world.

The guitar strings are gently plucked, and a string of slow, slow intros flows.

Yang Yi couldn't help but close his eyes, this melody is very simple, but it gives people a rare tranquility in their hearts. He quickly judged that the song should be a ballad.

The same melody was only repeated a few times, and Guo Ziyi hummed softly.

"A small southern town, no glorious ......"

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, he glanced at Guo Ziyi, a little surprised. This kid is not exaggerating, he does have a good vocal background, but Yang Yi is even more surprised by his voice!

In his previous life, Yang Yi felt that in the music industry, every fat person was a potential stock, such as Han Hong, Sun Nan, Liu Huan in China, and Adele abroad.

Guo Ziyi, the little fat man, is obviously like this, although the song he sings is not very high, but it should be a female song, to use such a rhythm to sing a slightly higher tone, Yang Yi thinks that he can't do it, but Guo Ziyi sings very easily!

"Every time I come back here, I feel calm. ”

"The sun is blazing, and people's slow steps are ......"

It is worthy of a sixteen-year-old boy, with a clear voice and no impurities, and the boy sings the same beautiful voice.

"Scattered straw hats, the flowers I planted ......" Finally, in this sentence, Guo Ziyi sang his good singing skills.

The word "er" transitions faintly from "flower", and the tone changes several times, singing this lazy energy to the fullest.

"Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake"

"I'm here singing this song alone, people just smile, oh, smile ......"

"I'm here singing this song alone, you won't know, oh, know......"

……

Yang Yi really closed his eyes and listened to this song quietly, the song is actually average, it is important because of its purity and simplicity, people who like slow-paced ballads will like it very much, but there will be few people in this part, and it is not easy to become popular in the market.

However, Guo Ziyi sings well, whether it is his voice or singing skills, Yang Yi feels that he is much better than some indiscriminate singers in the domestic music scene in his previous life!

However, after putting down the guitar, the essence of this funny comparison was revealed again, and he asked expectantly: "Hehe, Brother Yang, what do you think of my singing?"

Look at that expression, it's almost the same as Xixi, who eagerly wants to be praised by her father.

"Well, if you go to the music exam, there should be no problem. Yang Yi said lightly.

"Huh?" Guo Ziyi was surprised, he scratched his head and said, "But I'm going to take the acting department!"

“……”

Yang Yi couldn't help it this time, took off his slippers and smashed them: "You are admitted to the acting department, what are you talking to me about learning vocal music?"

Guo Ziyi hugged his head and scurried: "The art test of the performance department also has to test the specialty, if I take the test, how boring it is! Ah, ah, I was wrong, Brother Yang, don't fight ......"

This tease, even if it is funny, the skin is as thick as the city wall.

He mixed with Yang Yi for a day, and was fed two meals by Yang Yi, so he cheekily offered to come over for the night: "Brother Yang, you see that your house is so big, so luxurious, and empty and empty, or I will return my hotel and come to live with you?"

When Yang Yi looked at him with cold eyes, he hurriedly made a block, afraid that Yang Yi couldn't help but beat him again.

"I'll just stay for a few days, and after the art exam, I'll go back to school. I pay rent, I pay many, many rents. Guo Ziyi smiled flatteringly.

Yang Yi actually knew that Guo Ziyi's family was not ordinary, and it could be seen that the clothes he wore and the watches he wore were not high-end products that ordinary families could afford. And when Guo Ziyi held the guitar, although he was surprised, he didn't show that he cared very much, which shows that he has used it, and even used it better!

Guo Ziyi wanted to come over to eat, but Yang Yi refused in his heart!

But he suddenly remembered the renovation work below him, as if he still lacked a helper?

"It's not impossible for you to come and stay for a few days. Yang Yi glanced at Guo Ziyi with ill intentions and said, "I don't charge your rent, but you have to do me a favor......

Guo Ziyi was overjoyed, patted his chest and agreed: "No problem, Brother Yang, I, Guo Ziyi, this more than 100 catties of meat, I will be sent by you!"

Oh, I hope you can still laugh tomorrow!