Although Cheng Xiaoyu didn't understand Xia Shamo's slender girl's thoughts, she still subconsciously asked: "If you don't like "Yu Jiangnan", can you sing it with a different song?" ”

"It depends on what song it is?" Xia Shamo was a little nervous, afraid that Cheng Xiaoyu would see through her careful tricks, and said softly on the other end of the phone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't think much about it, his mind turned slightly, he didn't know much about folk songs, and it was not so simple to change the song now, because the holographic lighting and dance of "Yu Jiangnan" had been prepared, and it was impossible for him to come up with a song that fit this artistic conception for a while, and even if he thought of it, Zhang Luyang might not agree to change the song on the spot. After thinking about it for a while, Cheng Xiaoyu could only regret it and said: "Then I will convey your thoughts to Director Zhang, don't regret it!" ”

This is the first time Xia Shamo has rejected Cheng Xiaoyu, but her answer is very calm: "I won't regret it." ”

Ms. Xia Lan, who was eavesdropping outside the door, stomped her feet angrily, thinking about how to convince this stubborn daughter.

Cheng Xiaoyu hung up the phone, did not call Zhang Luyang immediately, first searched the music library in his memory to see if there were any suitable songs, there are not a few classic folk songs in Cheng Xiaoyu's memory, he himself thinks that there is only one song "Little River Flowing Water", and secondly, "Liuyang River" and "Yingshan Red" are also not bad, but obviously at this time, except for "Little River Flowing Water", which is slightly more suitable, the other songs are not quite in line with the requirements of this party, and they are not suitable for the musical atmosphere expressed in "Yu Jiangnan".

Cheng Xiaoyu took the mobile phone and looked at the page of Zhang Luyang in the phone book, but it was not broadcast for a long time.

Jiang Yingying sent such a big favor, naturally for the sake of her own face, Xia Shamo could refuse willfully, but Cheng Xiaoyu had to think of a suitable reason to explain, and to say it according to the truth, I am afraid that everyone will be offended. Thinking that Jiang Yingying also asked herself to invite a song, Cheng Xiaoyu could only promise in her heart: hurry up and write a song for Jiang Yingying in return.

can think of writing folk songs, Cheng Xiaoyu also has a headache, after all, his memory of folk songs is too little, and he is afraid that Jiang Yingying will not be satisfied with writing them.

Jiang Yingying's style is quite similar to a Hunan folk song diva in her memory, both of them are relatively sweet and clear voices, recalling this famous folk song queen, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, remembering a yes or no song, this song is very suitable for Xia Shamo to sing, and the artistic conception of the melody lyrics is also similar to "Yu Jiangnan", although Cheng Xiaoyu thinks it is suitable, but Zhang Luyang may not think like this, nor may he take the risk, but Cheng Xiaoyu still plans to mention it a little, okay, no, there is no way.

Cheng Xiaoyu made up her mind and dialed Xia Shamo first, the voice over there was a little noisy, it seemed that Xia Shamo's mother was scolding her, and then there was a sound of the door closing on the phone, and then Xia Shamo covered her sad gentle voice, "Hey! Xiaoyu, what's wrong? ”

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't ask what was going on, but said: "I wrote a song, I think it's quite suitable for this party to sing, if it is replaced by this song, are you willing to sing it?" ”

Xia Shamo said in surprise: "Of course I am willing to write what you write." If so, then you have just solved your current contradiction.

"Okay, I'll tell Director Zhang to see what he thinks.........."

Xia Shamo said sweetly, "Okay!" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu was happy when she heard Xia Shamo's voice, and she didn't know why she was in a better mood again.

dialed Zhang Luyang's phone and said: "Director Zhang, I called Xia Shamo just now, she feels that she is not familiar with the way of singing folk songs, and she can't achieve the best performance effect, and she is a very serious and rigorous person for singing, so she refused your request, in fact, she still wants to go, and she cherishes this opportunity........."

Zhang Luyang said disapprerovingly on the other end of the phone: "It doesn't matter if you come and try it, and you haven't finally decided who will replace you yet!" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu said with a smile: "If she sings "Yu Jiangnan", she will definitely not be as good as Teacher Zhang Xia........."

Zhang Luyang heard Cheng Xiaoyu's tone, "haha" smiled and said: "You little slippery head, you have something to say!" If you have any ideas, just don't beat around the bush........."

Cheng Xiaoyu said: "I have a song here, which is similar to the artistic conception of "Yu Jiangnan", which should fit without changing the accompanying dance and lighting, and this song is also very suitable for Xia Shamo to sing." Personally, I don't think this song will be worse than "Yu Jiangnan"! ”

If someone else told Zhang Luyang like this, Zhang Luyang would definitely not consider it, but if this person was Cheng Xiaoyu, Zhang Luyang sincerely appreciated and favored the young man, Zhang Luyang would still think about it carefully. Zhang Luyang pondered for a while, thinking that it would be okay to listen to it, so he said: "Then you call Xia Shamo over and sing it to me live, and I'll see if it's really the same as what you said." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu replied: "No problem! ”

Zhang Luyang said seriously: "But don't expect it, after all, we don't have much time, and the possibility of changing songs is not great, if you don't recommend it, I won't listen to it, I'm just curious, what kind of song will you make......

Cheng Xiaoyu said in a humble tone: "This is natural, everything is up to you, and I just recommend it." ”

Zhang Luyang was not verbose, and said, "Okay, you hurry over now, time is pressing, if we really want to change the song, we have to race against time." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu hung up the phone and immediately sent a text message to Xia Shamo asking her to wait for her at home, and he immediately went over to pick her up. Cheng Xiaoyu copied the score and lyrics in a hurry, planning to drive out after eating something casually.

When he got dressed and walked to the restaurant, Su Yuxi, who was waiting for breakfast to be served, glanced at him and said, "Why did you get up so early today?" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu usually comes down late, and he gets up stuck, and at this time, Su Yuxi usually has come back from a morning run to finish eating, and is reading newspapers or magazines, waiting for him to go to school or rehearsal together, Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said: "I was woken up by Director Zhang in the morning, and Mr. Jiang suddenly lost his voice and couldn't sing, so he asked me to ask Xia Shamo to try." ”

Su Yuxi nodded to indicate that he understood, and continued to look at the newspaper in his hand, without speaking, reading the official newspaper is Su Yuxi's habit, Huaxia is an official-based country, policy is more important than anything else, and the information revealed in the newspaper and news is far greater than what people seem on the surface.

Cheng Xiaoyu was also accustomed to Su Yuxi's indifference, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her, and saw a stack of magazines in Su Yuxi's hand, the first one was printed with a bowl of steaming Yunnan rice noodles, and suddenly wanted to eat her favorite breakfast in this memory, because most people in Shanghai don't eat spicy food, and breakfast is rarely so spicy, so there are no rice noodles at home, and Aunt Li, the cook, can only cook this food, Sichuan cuisine will be a few, as for rice noodles, she has never seen her make them.

At such a moment, Cheng Xiaoyu was a little eager to eat rice noodles, so he stood up and said to Su Yuxi: "Go, Xiaoxi, I'll take you to eat something good." ”

Su Yuxi glanced up at Cheng Xiaoyu from the newspaper, and then at the cover of the magazine at hand........ Shaking his head, he was about to refuse, but Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but pull Su Yuxi up from his seat, and shouted to Mama Li in the kitchen: "Aunt Li, I have something urgent with Xiaoxi, so I won't eat breakfast." "There are many people in the family, and there is no fear of waste when it is made early, and there will always be someone to eat.

Cheng Xiaoyu took Su Yuxi's soft and boneless hand and walked towards the garage, and as soon as he went out, Cheng Xiaoyu let go of Su Yuxi's hand, because Zhou Peipei happened to go downstairs at this time. Cheng Xiaoyu's face was slightly red, but Zhou Peipei didn't feel anything wrong, and told Cheng Xiaoyu to drive carefully, and walked towards the restaurant.

Because she still had to pick up Xia Shamo, Cheng Xiaoyu opened the Cayenne and went out, the sun in the early morning of August in Shanghai was like a ripe orange, sprinkling thin golden light on Su Yuxi's beautiful side face through the glass window, the corners of her mouth were slightly curled downward, and her expression was a little indifferent, but Cheng Xiaoyu was used to Su Yuxi's coldness, and only felt that her lips were like soft and delicious cheese, and she didn't realize that she had offended Miss Su.

Su Yuxi sat in the co-pilot and said angrily: "If you want to eat, ask Mama Li to do it tomorrow, why do you have to run out to eat today?" Su Yuxi has never understood the appetite, for her, as long as the food can be eaten, she is not picky about the taste, but this is not the reason why Su Yuxi choked Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said: "Many times, the idea is instantaneous, of course, it is still too late to eat tomorrow, but tomorrow may not be in the same mood as today." It's like the toy I wanted most when I was eight years old, and I didn't like it anymore when I was ten years old, so the pleasure of having it at the moment does not come from material things, but from mood. ”

Su Yuxi sneered: "It seems that you are in a good mood now!" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu still didn't hear the slight discomfort in Su Yuxi's tone, after all, Su Yuxi was not angry, and his tone had never changed, so he added to the fire: "Many times we always feel that there is 'still time' and 'opportunity', but we forget that there is such a thing as 'too late'. Since I don't have too many unfulfilled dreams right now, I just have to do whatever I want. ”

Su Yuxi turned his head to look out the window at the busy traffic and said: "You just said it nicely, in fact, you are just a coward, because you are afraid of the world, so you dare not make bold expectations." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu finally heard Su Yuxi's strangeness, he didn't expect Su Yuxi to say this, such a hint made Cheng Xiaoyu's heart beat violently, but as Su Yuxi said, he is just a coward, even happiness will be afraid, touching marshmallows can hurt, and even the sweeter the more painful, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't have the courage to take over Su Yuxi's topic, hide the panic in his heart, and use his tricks to change the topic, but along the way, Su Yuxi didn't pay much attention to him.

Cheng Xiaoyu is indeed a coward, but he has no choice.

When I found a Yunnan rice noodle shop on the side of the road, although Su Yuxi didn't talk much, Cheng Xiaoyu at this time was not embarrassed because he felt that Su Yuxi had an unusual relationship, so he parked the car and said to himself: "Do you know why Yunnan rice noodles are called 'cross-bridge rice noodles'?" ”

Su Yuxi put on his hat, pushed the car door, and said, "I don't have much interest in food........

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care whether Su Yuxi was interested or not, and said: "According to legend, during the Qing Dynasty, there was a small island in the middle of a lake outside the county in southern Yunnan, and a Xiucai went to the island to study. Once, when the chicken soup was delivered by chance, the Xiucai lady found that the chicken soup was covered with a thick layer of chicken fat like a pot lid, which could keep the soup warm. If you put the condiments and rice noodles when you eat them, it will be even more refreshing. So she first cooked a clear soup with fat chicken, tube bones, etc., and covered it with thick chicken fat; The rice noodles are scalded at home, and many of the ingredients are cut thinly, and after arriving on the island, they are scalded with boiling oil, and then the rice noodles are added, which tastes fresh and smooth. As soon as this method spread, people followed suit. Because you have to cross a bridge to the island, in order to commemorate this good wife, later generations called this 'bridge rice noodles'. ”

Su Yuxi naturally scoffed at such a statement, and said: "According to this statement, it should be called 'good wife rice noodles', why should it be called 'cross-bridge rice noodles'?" ”

The two walked side by side towards the rice noodle shop, looking at the small store from a distance, and there were not many people inside, Cheng Xiaoyu put his mind at ease, so that he would not be watched by the onlookers after having an early meal with Su Yuxi, he whispered: "Actually, whether it is for this reason or not, I think the name 'crossing the bridge' is also quite romantic, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl want to 'cross the bridge', Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian also want to 'cross the bridge', the bridge is actually another way of saying marriage!" Life is so ordinary, there are not many things that can be shared with loved ones in life, food and beauty are a kind of romance in ordinary life! 'Rice noodles across the bridge', you deserve it! I think my thoughts are much more sincere than clichéd food stories. ”

At this time, the two had already walked to the store, Su Yuxi looked at the boiling water boiling in the steaming pot, the male boss was making rice noodles, and the proprietress stared at Su Yuxi's coquettish face and asked with a smile: "What do you two want to eat?" ”

Su Yuxi turned his head and asked Cheng Xiaoyu casually: "What do you want to eat?" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu was looking up at the price list hanging in the store and said, "Hot and sour beef rice noodles!" ”

Su Yuxi turned her head and said to the proprietress and said, "Let's have a bowl of sour and hot beef rice noodles." ”

Because of the hat covering, the proprietress couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but her intuition told her that this girl was unusually beautiful, and she asked in surprise: "Just a bowl?" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Two ........."

But before the two words could be spoken, she was interrupted by Su Yuxi, she nodded and said: "I want a bowl, two bowls are not called sharing, and one bowl is called .........."

Cheng Xiaoyu's face turned a little red, his expression was a little unnatural, and he said, "Then it's a bowl!" ”

Years later, he would always recall this bowl of rice noodles from the rice noodle shop on the side of the road, which was the best rice noodle he had ever tasted.

On such a sunny morning, the people on the street were sleepy-eyed, and the honking of cars was upsetting, it was just an ordinary morning, he and Su Yuxi entered this rice noodle shop that they had never paid attention to, and the owner picked out a bowl of steaming hot and sour beef rice noodles with a thick foreign accent.

That sourness, as if his mood, was delicious and delicious, making life salivate. That kind of spicy, like the passion that he still ripples from time to time,

Looking at Su Yuxi, who never eats spicy food, dyed his lips red, his stomach regarded this bowl of rice noodles as a love for a chance encounter with Su Yuxi.

Sometimes, happiness is to eat the same bowl of rice noodles with the person you like.

. (There are things in the afternoon of these two days, so the update will be released a little later, sorry, but it will be back to normal in two days, this is a two-in-one update) (To be continued.) )