"Do you like to listen to songs?" Chen Jiaqing suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Zhuang Yan didn't expect her topic to change so quickly, and she didn't react for a while.

Chen Jiaqing asked again: "What songs do you like to listen to?"

"What songs do you like to listen to...... Zhuang Yan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "You haven't heard the songs I like to listen to." ”

Chen Jiaqing smiled: "There will always be something I've heard, why don't you hum a few words?"

You really haven't heard of it, Zhuang Yan said silently in his heart, but when it comes to singing, he was a wheat bully in his last life.

His work is nested on the construction site every day, and there is no entertainment activities, and occasionally he likes to roar at karaoke at night, and he can be considered to have practiced it after a long time, but it is only at the KTV level.

You can still pretend to be forced in front of ordinary people, but if you compare it with more professional people like Chen Jiaqing, it will definitely not work.

So he smiled and shook his head: "Don't sing, I can't sing." ”

Chen Jiaqing didn't intend to let him go, and encouraged him with a smile: "Sing a few sentences, and let me see your preferences, didn't someone say it, if you know a person, just look at what songs he usually listens to? Besides, you also listened to me sing tonight, isn't it a little unfair if you don't sing." ”

Zhuang Yan smiled, what kind of crooked logic did she have, but Zhuang Yan was so amused by her that he really wanted to sing, he glanced at Xiaoying's room, stood up and said, "That's good, but let's go to the balcony, I'm afraid of noisy Xiaoying in the living room." ”

There is a glass door blocking the balcony and the living room, and the sound insulation is not bad, Chen Jiaqing also stood up, and the two walked to the balcony.

In the middle of the night, there are few rooms in the community that are still lit with lights, and at a glance, you can see the small hillside in the distance, but because of the night, the original green and green hillside looks black and gloomy, but fortunately, the river next to it reflects the moonlight, and the silver light flashes, adding a different color to this night.

A gust of wind blew between the two, blowing Chen Jiaqing's hair, bringing the faint fragrance on her body to Zhuang Yan's nose, Zhuang Yan was a little itchy by this fragrance.

Chen Jiaqing also opened his arms to feel the breeze, and said in a good mood: "Well, the open-air balcony is really good." ”

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Zhuang Yan again, and said with a smile: "Come on, this environment is the most suitable for singing." ”

Zhuang Yan felt the same way, he felt the tranquility around him and cleared his throat.

Seeing him clear his throat, Chen Jiaqing knew that he was going to sing, so he looked at him expectantly.

Zhuang Yan thought about the song in his heart for a while, and then slowly spoke......

In my arms, in your eyes

There the spring breeze is intoxicating, and the grass is green there

The moonlight sprinkled love onto the lake

A bonfire for two people to light up the night

……

As soon as Zhuang Yan spoke, Chen Jiaqing's eyes lit up, these two words were sung in a low voice, which sounded very comfortable, and it was indeed as Zhuang Yan said, she had not heard it.

How many years later, it is like a cloud

The changing steps make it difficult for us to hold hands

……

After this sentence, I went directly to the B section of the song, and the tune suddenly rose up, but it was not an exaggeration.

Until the later sentence "Swallowed in the moonlit night", the tone was directly raised, and the suppressed emotions in front also burst out at this moment.

When Chen Jiaqing heard the last switch between true and false sounds, his scalp suddenly went numb, and his heart jumped suddenly.

Zhuang Yan sang by looking at the front, and she could just see all the side faces of Zhuang Yan from the side.

To be honest, although Zhuang Yan's true and false tone conversion is melodious, his breath is obviously unstable, and he doesn't show all the feelings of this song.

But it is such a flawed singing skill, Chen Jiaqing listened to it like a fascination, because this song is very novel, different from all the songs at this stage, but it sounds so comfortable, the tune is comfortable, and the lyrics are even more comfortable.

On the shores of Lake Baikal, listening to the singing, you can imagine yourself on the mysterious and calm shores of Lake Baikal, looking at the calm waters of the lake and listening to the melodious sound of the piano in the distance.

Although Zhuang Yan sang a cappella without any accompaniment at all, Chen Jiaqing felt that he really heard the sound of a piano.

A song can be sung in three minutes, and after Zhuang Yan sang the last sentence, he also sighed a little, this "Baikal Shore" is a song he likes very much, I don't know how many times I sang it in my last life, and the lyrics and tunes have long been familiar to me.

But he knows that what he sings is too different from the original, whether it is timbre or singing skills, he and Li Jian are different from each other.

However, now this voice is much clearer than the broken throat that has smoked for many years before, and it is easier to sing this song.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... ugly"

Before Zhuang Yan finished speaking, Chen Jiaqing grabbed his arm excitedly: "Whose song is this!"

It's Li Jian's song, this is something that everyone on the earth in the previous life knows, but he knows that Chen Jiaqing must not have heard it. Zhuang Yan doesn't need to verify it, and he knows that this song has conquered Chen Jiaqing, which can be known from the strength of her arm.

Zhuang Yan grabbed Chen Jiaqing's wrist with some pain and said, "Sister Chen, don't worry. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry it hurt you. Chen Jiaqing also noticed his gaffe.

Zhuang Yan shook his head, and opened his mouth to tell Chen Jiaqing that this song was written by an unknown person, but in the end he was cheeky and said: "This song is written by myself, and the tune is also hummed by myself, which is ugly." ”

Chen Jiaqing was stunned for a moment, she didn't believe her ears, "You wrote it?"

Zhuang Yan blushed, but still nodded: "Well, I wrote it myself." ”

"I wrote it myself, I wrote it myself......" Chen Jiaqing muttered, the phrase echoing in her mind now.

In previous contact, Chen Jiaqing also knew that Zhuang Yan was an undergraduate graduate of the Chinese department, and he had nothing to do to post articles to make a little money. Of course, making a little money is what Zhuang Yan himself said, in fact, when he told Chen Jiaqing, his "Alive" had already made a lot of money.

However, Chen Jiaqing didn't think much about it, and it was not uncommon for Chinese graduates to fall down, so she automatically classified Zhuang Yan into this category.

However, tonight, after Zhuang Yan sang that song just now, she suddenly found that her previous impression of Zhuang Yan was instantly subverted, not to mention anything else, just which song just now is enough to prove Zhuang Yan's talent.

If he had written the lyrics, she would not have been as surprised as she is now, after all, he is a student of the Chinese department, and even if the lyrics are well written, they are within an acceptable range. But is this tune really made by people who have never studied music, is it true that some people are born with talent, even if they don't work hard the day after tomorrow, they can give full play to their talent?

She looked at Zhuang Yan strangely, and looked at Zhuang Yan with a straight hair, "Sister Chen, I'm really not used to you looking at me like this." ”

Chen Jiaqing retracted his gaze and suddenly smiled: "Okay, you are a small village, it turns out that you are a hidden talent." ”

Zhuang Yan said modestly: "I scribbled a word and hummed a tune, I am not a talent, and you heard it just now, my singing skills are not good." ”

"Well, the singing skills are really average. Chen Jiaqing nodded seriously, "However, you sang this song with feelings, and it is estimated that you wrote it yourself, so it is easy to get emotionally involved." ”