"Is there a ready-made one, or is it an inspiration that only comes tonight?" Wang Yuxiao's face flushed, her shawl spread, and her beautiful eyes were a little confused.

She sat closer to Chen Ziang.

In normal times, she would never sit so close to Chen Ziang.

But people who drink alcohol have long been more or less confused by alcohol.

"There were semi-finished products before, and we can complete them tonight. Chen Ziang smiled, and didn't care that Wang Yu was a little different from usual.

Guan Xinxin drank a lot of red wine, and became like a kitten in front of him, particularly well-behaved and distressing, which was not the same as usual.

Wang Yu stood up, her body was a little shaky, she went over to take the paper and pen on the cabinet under the TV hanging on the wall, put them on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and smiled a little cutely: "Come on, come on, I haven't seen you write songs yet, I want to see your talent tonight." ”

Chen Ziang was a little confused when he saw Wang Yu drinking like this for the first time, and said with a smile: "Okay, you watch." ”

After saying that, he picked up the pen, leaned down, hummed the tune in his mouth, and began to write the score.

Wang Yu's head was close, and he tried to stare at his eyes, and his eyes were sometimes a little flowery when he drank too much.

After writing two paragraphs, Chen Ziang tilted his head, glanced at Wang Yu, whose eyes were as bright as water, smiled, and continued to write.

He kind of understood why there was a candlelit dinner, why he had a little wine to cheer up.

Chen Ziang wrote while humming a tune.

Wang Yu hummed while watching, the more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, and his eyes seemed to be dripping.

When Chen Ziang put down the pen, she reached out a hand and touched Chen Ziang's head, her eyes were full of pampering, and there were even some other feelings in it: "This song is indeed more suitable for a singer like Huang Yihong to sing...... Ziang, you're really distressing. I can feel your heart, it's red, it's fiery, it can melt anyone. ”

Chen Ziang couldn't help but laugh, alcohol is really magical sometimes.

"Tomorrow I will give this song to Brother Huang, and the Spring Festival Gala will also start preparations, let him take this song to the CCTV Spring Festival Gala program team, which should be able to surprise the people of the whole country and overseas Chinese. Chen Ziang said with a smile.

Wang Yu patted his chest and said firmly: "It's not that it should, but it's affirmed." ”

Chen Ziang turned his head imperceptibly and held back a smile.

After drinking alcohol, this Wang Yu sometimes looks like a child.

Wang Yu didn't notice it, and said with some doubts: "Huang Yihong came to our company at the right time, this guy shouldn't be as ignorant as Luo Bin to you, otherwise why would he be looking for you." ”

"Don't worry about these little details, I don't care if I come here or not. "Chen Ziang is really not uncommon to sign singers again, especially singers who have become famous or have become famous.

A famous singer, Lai Boyu Entertainment does not have a strong sense of belonging.

Singers like Wang Yu and Lan Yeqing, Lai Boyu Entertainment's sense of belonging is far less strong than Xu Jiahui's.

This is normal, just like a child who has been given away since he was a child, did not grow up with his biological parents, and only returned to his biological parents when he grew up, how can the feelings between the two parties be compared with those who grew up with their parents since childhood?

Chen Ziang doesn't expect his artists to have a strong sense of belonging to Boyu Entertainment, at least don't be strangers, just don't affect the cohesion of the company.

"Ziang, write another one, I want to see your talent...... Talent. Wang Yuxiao's face flushed, and he shook his head hard, his eyes a little blurred.

Chen Ziang said tentatively: "It's a little late, why don't we go to bed first?"

Wang Yu shook his body and coquettishly: "No, don't sleep, look at your essence." ”

Chen Ziang wiped his sweat, and this Nizi wine became stronger and stronger.

Red wine has a lot of stamina, unlike white wine, which can make people go crazy on the spot once they drink it.

After drinking this red wine, if you don't rest early, it is easy to let the stamina come up, and you can't control yourself.

"Shall I sing you a song?" Chen Ziang said, maybe singing can make Wang Yu more sober.

"If you don't listen, it's up to you to write songs. Wang Yu's stamina is getting better and better, as if as time goes by, she is getting smaller and smaller.

Before entering the door, she still looked like a mature woman, her original appearance.

After Wang Yin fell asleep, she became a girl in her twenties.

When I was writing songs, I became a seventeen or eighteen girl, and now I am about to change from a girl to a little girl in her early tens.

If she goes down further, Chen Ziang doesn't know what she will become.

Why didn't I hear Chen Shishi say that Wang Yu couldn't drink?

"I'm singing a song for Huang Yihong, a new song. Chen Ziang coaxed.

"Well, then you can sing it. Wang Yu was willing to listen.

Chen Ziang cleared his throat, calmed down, and closed his eyes.

Before the song sounded, his eyes were closed, but he seemed to see a cloud floating in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ziang closed his eyes and began to sing:

"The clouds of my hometown float across the sky, and they keep calling to me. ”

Lyrical singing, the words are full of the longing of the wanderer who is far away from his hometown for his hometown, which stunned Wang Yu.

Music is like a book, it can build an emotional bridge in the hearts of two people, can penetrate time and space, and can travel through the past and the future.

The word "floating" expresses a faint longing. The "clouds" are all the clouds in the sky that turn all the hometowns into clouds floating in the sky, and the clouds in the sky have revealed the infinite nostalgia to the wanderer early, which is to tell the wanderer to return home early, and to the wanderer to sound the signal to return home.

"When the breeze blew softly, a voice called to me:

Come back, come back, wandering wanderer;

Come back, come back, and stop wandering around. ”

Whose voice is that in the breeze? Who is calling to me?

That's a call from home!

The anthropomorphism of the hometown more vividly shows that the call of the hometown is so cordial and vivid. It was a deep call of concern and love, fearing that the wanderer would suffer all kinds of discomfort and suffering in a foreign land, and that the wanderer who had left the country would be harmed. May they return soon and protect them with its love.

"With heavy footsteps, the road home is so long.

When the breeze around you blows gently, it blows the fragrance of the soil of your hometown. ”

Singing this, Chen Ziang's eyes were tightly closed, and there were crystal droplets of water rolling down.

Wang Yu looked at Chen Ziang and listened to the singing:

"Come back, come back, wandering wanderer.

Come back, come back, I'm tired of wandering.

I was tired, and my eyes were full of sour tears. ”

The sour tears express the longing in my heart, and my hometown will always be the source of happiness in my heart.

"The wind of my hometown and the clouds of my hometown have erased the wounds of me.

I used to be full of pride, but I came back empty.

The wind of my hometown and the clouds of my hometown healed my wounds. ”

"Hometown Clouds" expresses the hearts and feelings of thousands of wanderers who have left home.

Wang Yu could see, hear, and feel Chen Ziang's eagerness to return to his hometown, and his hometown seemed to be very far away......