Chapter Seventy-Two: Today You're Going to Marry Me

If Zhao Xiaofei still looked down on Yang Yi at the beginning, now after a song, Zhao Xiaofei is not calm at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info has such a technique, and it is definitely a hot genius!

Zhao Xiaofei endured her excitement and came to Yang Yi's side with a kind and modest smile: "Yang Yi, how old are you?" "Sixteen years old." Zhao Xiaofei was shocked, at the age of sixteen, he has such piano skills, and his potential is absolutely amazing, with his skills, as long as he creates his own music in a few years, it is definitely an existence that can go down in history!

"You play the piano so well, have you ever considered developing in acting?" Yang Yi said: "I am already an artist of Tianyu Entertainment, but I am not too famous yet." "Hehe, if you come and make a combination with me, my sister will definitely make you popular!" Although it would be very risky to go against a behemoth like Tianyu, but in front of a new star with unlimited potential like Yang Yi, this risk can be ignored, Zhao Xiaofei threw out an olive branch without hesitation.

Of course, Yang Yi can't change jobs, now he finally knows how precious freedom Wang Xiaolei has fought for himself, other stars after signing the contract don't have their own time, all their schedules need to follow the company's arrangement, they live like puppets, and even some people are tired to death, so the company also said that the artists are too eager to work hard, and they are also very sorry.

Zhao Xiaofei did not give up, and continued to encourage Yang Yi to change jobs, at this time Zhao Xiaofei's agent came over and reminded: "It's time for Xiaofei to come to power, hurry up and prepare." Zhao Xiaofei glanced at Yang Yi deeply, she hadn't given up yet, but she should go to touch up her makeup now. The bulky piano was carried out, and Zhao Xiaofei's next song was mainly accompanied by the piano, with very little accompaniment from other instruments, and even dispensable.

Yang Yi followed the piano away, Han Xue looked at Yang Yi's back and said to Han Xing: "Brother, I want to learn the piano!" "Don't make trouble, you always think of one play after another, playing the saxophone from the guitar, and the violin some time ago, do you have that time to study for more than a week?"

"Okay, okay, don't shake it, I promise it's not okay!" "Anyway, there is no shortage of this money, so I should have fun with my sister." Who knew that Han Xue pointed to the departing Yang Yi and said, "Then I want Yang Yi to teach me!" Han Xing frowned deeply, at first he thought that Yang Yi was Liu Junhu's godbrother, because his fists and feet were good, so he took a look at it, and then later he knew that he was the godson recognized by the third master, so he had to take a look again, but just now he knew that he had such a great kindness to the Liu family, and this was no longer a character who could spend money to invite.

"Xiaoxue, you have to be obedient, Yang Yi may not have time to teach you. "I don't care! I have to teach him, brother, help me say it!" Han Xing made a face and said, "Xiaoxue, you have to be obedient!" Han Xue kicked Han Xing and said angrily: "Stinky brother! Bad brother! "Xiaoxue! Xiaoxue!" In fact, Han Xing still has a worry, although Yang Yi is two years younger than Han Xue, he is very handsome, a man and a woman face each other day and night, and they will always be in love over time.

The first low piano melody sounded, the lights went out, and the scene was dark, and then a beam of light hit the stage, Yang Yi played the piano, and Zhao Xiaofei leaned on the piano like a beautiful sculpture.

Zhao Xiaofei's song is called "Dream", which mainly tells the story of a pianist who plays the piano all day because of his wife's death, and finally seems to wake up his wife's sculpture and dance with it. The singing voice is gentle and mournful, telling endless thoughts. Zhao Xiaofei deserves to be called a little diva, with solid basic skills, even if the fierce movements did not appear a single trill.

The people in the audience have been completely immersed in the music, Yang Yi's piano music outlines the scene, Zhao Xiaofei's singing voice is narrating, a sad story is interpreted, the people present are in tears, and some people think of themselves at the beginning, everyone has emotional times, no matter whether you are a cold person now, there is always someone who makes you love and hate like a thorn in your heart, even if decades have passed, a little touch will bleed.

A song is only three or four minutes long, but it makes people feel like watching a sad movie. The mood was a little low but quickly recovered, and someone recognized Yang Yi with sharp eyes. "Don't you see that Yang Yi who sings at the same table?" "Yes, it's really him!" "But how do I feel that he is like the person who just ate and didn't have any interest?"

"What kind of eyes do you have, how can you be that person if you are so elegant and play a good piano. "That's right, if you don't know the face, you should know the clothes, the kid just now was sloppy and sloppy, you see how tasteful Yang Yi is dressed!" In the end, Yang Yi simply became the living Pan An, as for Yang Yi, who was binge eating, he was degraded as worthless and still an ugly monster.

"Let's have another song!" "Yang Yi has one!" is simply a crowd of excitement, crazy shouts, they have forgotten the problem of identity, they are just a group of fans who want to listen to the song now.

Zhao Xiaofei is very excited, this has not been a thing for many years, from a fledgling, at that time, as long as she saw fans, she was very happy, and now she is indifferent to tens of millions of fans, shh Especially these people with money and status, they don't look down on the profession of celebrities at all, in their opinion, celebrities are just toys, Zhao Xiaofei doesn't have someone to ask a question every time she attends this kind of occasion, that is, how much money does she spend the night? Every time she feels humiliated, maybe not tonight.

Zhao Xiaofei looked at Yang Yi excitedly: "Yang Yi, do you want to sing a song with me?" Yang Yi said cheerfully: "Of course, I am also your fan, it is my honor to sing with you, what are we singing?" Zhao Xiaofei had not lost his mind, and asked rhetorically: "What are you good at? If not, let's sing you at the same table again?"

"Don't! I'm really throwing up this song, let's change it, let's sing a duet, "How about you marry me today?" "Yes, that's it!" Zhao Xiaofei took Yang Yi's hand and said: "Next, sing a song to everyone "Today you are going to marry me" I hope you can like it, thank you!"

This song is almost a must-have track for wedding ceremonies nowadays, with a cheerful rhythm and full of sweetness. At the end of the short and cheerful prelude, Yang Yi opened his mouth and sang: "The warm flowers of spring take away the sentimentality of winter, the breeze blows the romantic breath, every love song is suddenly full of meaning, and I suddenly saw you at this moment." Yang Yi's tone was full of love, his eyes were full of warmth, and he held Zhao Xiaofei's hand, affectionately.

Zhao Xiaofei was suddenly startled, for a moment she even had the illusion that Yang Yi was her lover, and her distraction was a beat slower in an instant, but fortunately, Yang Yi gently squeezed her hand and adjusted it instantly. "The warm fragrance of spring flowers takes away the hunger and cold of winter, the breeze blows unexpected love, the song of birds closes us closer, and I suddenly fall in love with you at this moment. ”

For some reason, Zhao Xiaofei feels very sweet in her heart now, as if she is really about to get married, and her grip on Yang Yi's hand is getting tighter and tighter, and it is becoming more and more natural. "Listen to me, walk hand in hand with me, create a happy life, yesterday you didn't have time tomorrow, it's a pity, marry me today, okay. ”

The audience was completely fascinated by this song, and those with dance partners pulled up their dance partners one after another, smiling and dancing, full of sweetness. Han Xue hugged Han Xing and twisted gently, a little confused: "My first dance at the age of eighteen still danced with you?" Han Xing smiled: "With the eldest brother here, how can someone else take the lead!" Han Xue glanced at Yang Yi and Zhao Xiaofei, who were holding hands, and whispered: "The two of them won't really get married, right?"

At the same time, in the women's toilet of the venue, Liu Junhu, who couldn't help but hug a woman, was shaking wildly, and when Yang Yi and Zhao Xiaofei's singing floated here, he shouted: "Today you are going to marry me! Marry me!" The girl completely scratched his back, and said frantically: "Marry you! I want to marry you!

"Listen to me hold hands all the way to the end, hand over your life to me, yesterday is the past and more memories tomorrow, today you are going to marry me!" After singing the last lyrics, Zhao Xiaofei's face was covered with a charming flush, and she hugged Yang Yi, and Yang Yi hugged her and got off the stage. She was already lost, looking at Yang Yi's eyes was very hot, just now she wanted to offer a fragrant kiss, but fortunately, Yang Yi reacted quickly and hugged her directly.

She is no longer a girl, she recovered in a blink of an eye, and she was not angry because of Yang Yi's rejection, but she was very grateful to Yang Yi, if Yang Yi really kissed her, then there would definitely be countless troubles coming to the door tomorrow, especially the act of directly hugging herself down in the end is very natural, just like a rehearsed hope, so that no one can make a fuss.

At this time, He Yuanyuan suddenly inserted herself between the two, holding Yang Yi's arm, and looked at Zhao Xiaofei vigilantly. Zhao Xiaofei looked at He Yuanyuan and smiled: "Don't worry, little sister, I won't rob your boyfriend, Yang Yi, I'm leaving, if you change your mind, call me at any time, this is my business card." The reason why Zhao Xiaofei left so quickly was because she lost her temper tonight, and now Yang Yi's eyes are still very hot, she is afraid of a scandal, so she wants to leave quickly.

The birthday party is not completely over yet, but Yang Yi has to go, not because of the urging of the third master, but because Liu Junhu is dying. He was originally a celebrity among the gentlemen, a group of ill-intentioned women knew him, and after a night, Liu Junhu could only lie on Yang Yi now to be sad, with blue hair and white lips, and it seemed that his life was short.