Murphy stood on the balcony, looking at the Grand Canal with only a few lights on the shore, and the night breeze blew her hair flying, but she didn't care, just silently thought about her thoughts.

Suddenly, there was weight on her shoulders, and a coat was draped over her shoulders, which were a little cold by the river wind, and Murphy looked back and saw Yang Yi's angular face.

Although he has the light on his back, he is still so familiar and handsome.

"Why don't you rest yet?" Yang Yi walked to Murphy's side, also propped up on the railing, leaning leisurely.

"I can't sleep, maybe I had a lot of fun playing the piano today, right?" said Murphy with a slight smile.

When two people are together, it is easy to have a cold situation, Yang Yi himself is not a person who is good at chatting with others, but he is better at listening. And Murphy is also an unsociable person, both of them are stuffy jars, talking and talking suddenly quiet, and the atmosphere is very awkward.

After a while, Murphy seemed to have made up his mind, and said to Yang Yi: "You know about my new album, right?"

Yang Yi hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

A new album, which new album, is it the comeback album that came out before, or is it a new album that is being prepared now?

If it is the latter, Yang Yi feels that if he is not Mu Ziang, it will be difficult to get the news that Murphy is going to prepare a new album.

"The situation is bad?" Yang Yi hesitated for a moment and chose the former.

Murphy nodded, his expression was calm, but there was bitterness hidden in the depths of his voice: "It's the worst-selling album since my debut......"

Yang Yi was silent for a while before he said, "It can be seen that you have been under a lot of pressure in the past two months. ”

However, Murphy didn't want to complain to him, she had long been used to carrying it alone, and then carrying the weight forward. I saw Murphy calmly say to Yang Yi: "Now there is a chance, my fans have written songs for me, and they are very well written, if I don't say his name, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to guess who he is!"

“......”

Yang Yi's appearance did not fluctuate, but he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart: "It's me!

However, Murphy looked at Yang Yi with an expressionless face, but her heart became uneasy, she had been worried about this question before: "Are you angry?"

"Huh?" Murphy asked this question without a clue, and Yang Yi was stunned.

Murphy pursed his lips and whispered, "You're angry!"

"What?" Yang Yi was now a question mark in his head, as if he was being pulled by a line, and he was rushing out in a row.

Murphy felt a little aggrieved in her heart, she didn't show it, but whispered: "Don't care so much! Although he is a male fan, he said that he just likes my voice, so he wants to write a song for me! Moreover, he is also the songwriter of the song "Long Time No See" sung by Chen Yijie that you like, Mu Ziang!"

"Mu Ziang?" Yang Yi pretended to be surprised, and then smiled, "He wrote a song for you, how could I care?

Yang Yi was still worried that Murphy would think more, so he "helped" and persuaded Murphy: "The songs written by Mu Ziang are very good, you should be happy that such a powerful person writes songs for you! Your next album will definitely sell platinum like Chen Yijie!"

Murphy was a little confused by his own thoughts and Yang Yi's reaction.

Isn't that right! Shouldn't Yang Yi be very concerned?

Murphy remembers that not long after she told Yang Yi that she was going to make a comeback, she participated in a show and sang a song with other male singers, but on the weekend she sent Xixi over to play with her father, Yang Yi had a black face, which was even more fierce than his usual straight face!

"The lyrics of the song he wrote for me may be a bit ambiguous!" Murphy hesitated, but said it very bluntly.

Murphy said so, and Yang Yi had no choice but to follow her words and ask, "How is it ambiguous?"

"I'll sing it to you, but please don't care, he said it, these songs are not written for me, but for the woman he loves, just because it is suitable for me to sing, so I hope I can sing it well!"

Yang Yi nodded lightly, he was still looking forward to it, wondering how good Murphy would be when he sang the song he prepared for her?

"Not the slightest precaution, not the slightest concern......"

In the gentle night breeze, Murphy's ethereal voice rose softly, like Chekhov's nightingale:

“...... When the singer gently opened the warbler's beak and chirped softly, so that the whole forest resounded with its crisp and sweet song, even the accompanying band was so excited that they forgot to play, and listened with bated breath. The nightingale's song is full of strength and tenderness......"

Yang Yi listened almost with bated breath, his eyes fell on Murphy's face, but he seemed to have no focus, and seemed to be so focused that Murphy was a little nervous.

Finally, she finished singing.

Murphy couldn't help it, she asked Yang Yi, "What do you think?"

"Huh?" Yang Yi came back to his senses and said subconsciously, "It's good, but there are a few sentences that haven't been handled well." ”

"Huh?" Murphy was also a little confused by Yang Yi's answer.

"For example, if you sing the phrase 'from my world, there is no news' a little bit dragged, I think a little faster may sound better. Also, 'Although you and I are strangers and passers-by, we still feel each other's, a look, a heartbeat', have you found that it is very rhythmic, you have to sing this sense of rhythm......" Yang Yi compared Murphy's singing style with the original song, and there are really many differences.

Although Murphy's singing voice has a more bland and sad charm than the original song, in terms of details, Murphy has not been polished many times!

Murphy was aroused by Yang Yi, she pulled Yang Yi and asked Yang Yi to sing all the things she just mentioned so that she could feel how the rhythm should change.

In the end, Murphy still had to be impressed by Yang Yi's interpretation of the original song, she sighed: "You are still very talented in music! It's just a pity that you have a problem with your voice, you haven't opened your voice, and you can't speak correctly and breathe rhythm!"

"Starting tomorrow, you're going to practice with me!" Murphy said earnestly, "I'm going to teach you how to sing!"

Yang Yi himself understands his weaknesses, in his previous life, his voice was ruined since he was a child, and his voice was like sandpaper rubbing, so he didn't think about learning to sing, and in this life, it is even more impossible for his predecessor to learn this.

"It's good, but I still have to teach Xixi to practice swords in the morning!" Yang Yi scratched his head.

"You'll have to wait for her to get up, we'll be back before she gets up!" Murphy said, "I'm going to go for a run with you, and then practice my voice!"

I've finally found something that two people can do together!

Wait, that's when Murphy realized he was off topic!

"No, I'm asking you, what do you think of this song?"

"Very good! Mu Ziang's song is good, and you sing it even better!" Yang Yi praised.

"That's not what I meant!" Murphy stomped his foot anxiously and said angrily, "Don't you think the lyrics are ambiguous?" But you must not care, because Mu Ziang himself said that these songs were written for the woman he loved, so don't be misunderstood! If you still don't believe me, I can show you his email......

Do you still want to read it? It's all written by us!

Yang Yi was made to cry and laugh by this upright girl, he simply pressed his two hands on Murphy's shoulders through the coat he was wearing, broke her body to himself, looked at her somewhat panicked eyes, smiled slightly, and said: "Listen, Comrade Murphy, let me tell you, I really don't care!"

"I'm glad that Mu Ziang wrote a song for you! And I'm even happier if you sing to me! I hope you can continue to work hard and sing happily on your stage! So, feel free to use it!" Yang Yi looked at Murphy gently.

"Well......" Murphy is also in his early sevens, but in front of Yang Yi, she is as petite as a bird, and she can't help blushing and heartbeat when she is looked at by Yang Yi so "domineeringly".

Suddenly, as if it was cold again, the balcony fell silent. But the atmosphere has become a little charming......

Yang Yi forgot to let go, and the Murphy in front of him was as delicate as a purple-white bellflower, his eyes were like a deer dodging, and his lips were like petals, which made him inevitably have a dry mouth.

The heart is already ready to move, but I am afraid to disturb the beauty.

"I ......"

"You ......"

For a long time, the two spoke almost at the same time.

"You speak first. Yang Yi said.

"I want to go back to sleep, I'm so sleepy!" Murphy's voice was as thin as silk, and she lowered her head, not daring to meet Yang Yi's burning gaze.

"Well, that's what I mean. Although Yang Yi was a little disappointed, he immediately let go of his hand and said softly, "It's not early, you should rest, and tomorrow I said that I would get up early." ”

Murphy lowered her head a little shyly and walked to the living room, but stopped again, turned her head, she looked at Yang Yi and bit her lower lip: "Tonight, thank you!"

I don't know if she said thank Yang Yi for the coat she put on, or thank Yang Yi for your understanding?