The ancient town of Xiangxi, the moonlight is sultry.

Under the reflection of the moonlight and lights, Shen Hanyang's body seemed to be coated with a layer of silver halo, lingering with a hint of psychedelic aura.

He sat on the bamboo bench with a guitar in his arms, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he played and sang to himself in front of Huang Lei and others.

"Quickly write a love song that is elegant and vulgar to appreciate, and it is easy to sing it when you put pen to paper, and you can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, just like the girl I've been looking for~"

"Is there a kind of life that is elegant and vulgar to appreciate, the ups and downs of the plot make people yearn for it, and the face is full of vicissitudes in the absurdity of the paper, and you must know how to applaud when you touch the nerves~"

"Don't say that you don't care and you don't expect anything, it's too detached, and it will feel the same if you win the lottery......"

After singing the song, Shen Hanyang rubbed his eyes that were a little uncomfortable illuminated by the light, and complained to the camera crew: "Don't you charge electricity bills here, we didn't even turn on the lights so bright when we filmed movies, so I couldn't open my eyes." ”

The director laughed on the side, and then asked the gaffer to dim the lights.

Huang Lei looked at Shen Hanyang with a strange expression, and his eyes couldn't stop looking at his face.

This was the first time he had heard Shen Hanyang sing, and before that, he thought that Shen Hanyang's songs were in that earthy style.

I didn't expect that his songs could really be appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar!

The song is written in a solemn and harmonious way, full of philosophical speculation, but also in simple terms, even if you don't understand the meaning of the lyrics at all, it is catchy and makes people feel good.

Coupled with Shen Hanyang's unique storyteller-like singing, it perfectly fits the artistic conception of the whole song, and it is definitely a classic performance!

Huang Lei was a little shocked by the contrast between Shen Hanyang's style and the songs, and looked curiously at Peng Yu, who was smiling and applauding, and asked, "Are Yang's songs all in this style?"

Peng Yu said with a smile: "No, Ah Yang is the best at writing classical lyrics, and he also wrote a five-best poem." Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring, and you are advised to pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. He also wrote a modern poem, but I prefer this one a little more, hey, because it's easy to remember!"

Zi Feng said with a surprised face: "You can't even pick up the poems taught in school, but Brother Yang can remember what they wrote?"

Peng Yu smiled: "This is what my buddy wrote, you can use it to brag to others, of course you have to write it down." ”

Shen Hanyang said with a smile on his face: "My album will be on sale on March 15th, and the name of the album is "Between Mountains and Waters". ”

He Kun smiled helplessly: "Why are we buying so many records when we are idle." ”

Shen Hanyang said with a serious face: "It can be used as a mirror, and it can also be used to cut tofu, if you think about it hard, you can still make up ten uses." ”

He Kun couldn't cry or laugh: "Come up with the idea of doing this kind of thing with your own records, what about your singer's self-esteem......"

Shen Hanyang sighed and said disdainfully: "What excuse to make, if you can't afford it, you can say that you can't afford it." ”

“……”

He Kun was speechless for a while, he never expected that he would be ridiculed for having no money one day.

Huang Lei couldn't help but sneer when he saw He Kun's deflated appearance, patted the head of the Shiba Inu next to him, and turned his head to look at Shen Hanyang: "Don't provoke Mr. He, his net worth is enough to buy your company, be careful that he really buys your contract in anger and punishes you to clean the toilet." ”

Shen Hanyang glared in shock: "Another big dog!"

"Poof! ha!"

Sha Pingwei and Xu Zheng were happily slapping the table and laughing on the side, He Kun glanced at them, and said a little depressedly: "Let's play a game, from now on, no one is allowed to talk or laugh, whoever speaks first is the grandson!"

The laughter immediately stopped abruptly, and Sha Pingwei said with a frightened face: "Play so big!"

He Kun glanced at him and said coldly, "Start now." ”

Several people immediately stiffened their faces, and when Shen Hanyang saw this, he shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, and then dipped his fingers in the teacup and wrote on the table.

[I have studied cross talk, I have received professional training, and not laughing is the basic professionalism, well, unless I can't help it~]

"Poof!"

Huang Lei glanced at He Kun, who was full of astonishment on the side, as if he had been poked into laughter, and immediately burst out loud, followed by laughter: "Hahaha, don't play anymore, what a broken game, it's not fun at all!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relieved expression.

Huang Lei continued seriously: "A few of us love to laugh, he must be the one who loses, let's not bully honest people." ”

Sha Pingwei smiled simply, nodded and said, "It's still Mr. Huang who loves me." ”

Shen Hanyang glanced at him with a sigh of pity, his eyes showed a hint of pity, and then said: "Lao Bai, you can follow me in the future, you don't have to do anything, just be responsible for counting the money." ”

Sha Pingwei looked dazed: "Is there such a good thing in the world?"

He Kun puffed up: "Hahaha, he wants to sell you and let you count the money for him!"

Sha Pingwei hurriedly shook his head: "That's not good, you think I'm stupid!"

Shen Hanyang looked like this person was hopeless, rolled his eyes and said, "Go to sleep, don't call me tomorrow morning, I want to sleep until I wake up naturally." With that, he turned around and walked back into the house.

Seeing this, the others also went back to the house one after another, and each washed up.

Early the next morning, Shen Hanyang was woken up by a rooster crow, opened his eyes and stretched, changed his clothes, and came to the yard in a daze.

At this time, Huang Lei and He Kun had already driven to buy vegetables, Zifeng took Xu Zheng and Sha Pingwei to dig bamboo shoots in the mountains, and only Peng Yu was left chopping firewood in the yard.

Seeing Shen Hanyang get up, he stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "Ah Yang, Mr. Huang, the two of us will go to the pond to catch eels!"

Shen Hanyang snorted and said, "Oh, catch the eel, this work is not tiring, let's lead the way." ”

Peng Yu smiled, picked up the bamboo basket, walked in front and led the way out of the gate.

Soon, the two of them came to the pond.

Shen Hanyang skillfully grabbed a few yellow eels, and then dug out two Wang Ba in the pond with sharp eyes, and said excitedly: "Peng Peng, you have a lot of treasures in this pond!"

Peng Yu turned his face, and immediately became surprised, swallowing his saliva and saying, "There is actually a soft-shelled turtle!" Didn't Teacher Xu Zheng say that he wanted to eat braised soft-shelled turtle, just make it for him!"

Shen Hanyang's face immediately sank, and he glared and said, "Why, I caught it, I'm going to sell it for money!"

Peng Yu said with some disappointment: "How good it is to make a dish." ”

Shen Hanyang didn't bother to pay attention to him, waded through the water and walked towards the shore, and said with bright eyes: "Take advantage of the fact that they haven't come back, hurry up and sell these two little things!