Chapter Eighty-Seven: Memories of the Wind

In her previous life and in this life, An Yifei was disgusted with those fake "goddesses" who made their faces like fox spirits; likes this era, but also because the vast majority of actresses in this era are pure natural beauty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info In addition, Hong Kong has a unique culture that combines the East and the West, and after living for a period of time, it naturally brings a different temperament, which is indeed what many mainland movie stars lack.

Although Zhou Huimin did not study well in the school in her early days, she also had an inexplicable and unclear Hong Kong flavor. With a fresh and beautiful face, she already has all the capital to become an actress.

"Amin, how are you learning the exercises I taught you?" , if Zhou Huimin lacks something, it is the skill and neutrality of singing, which is also the reason why she is only widely praised for her appearance in the original history, but she has not made much achievements in singing.

"Brother Fei, I'll sing you a song, and then judge", the little girl studied very seriously, she didn't understand what An Yifei once told her about the "dolphin sound", she always thought that the voice was innate, but after practicing the basic chapter of the nameless exercises, she found that she could sing a lot of songs that she originally felt very difficult.

"The Spring Festival Gala is coming soon, Amin, these two songs were written by me especially for you. I'll just give you ten minutes of familiarization time for each song, and I'll let you sing it later, and then I'll decide if you want to perform it at the party."

"Really?" , Zhou Huimin's eyes were instantly filled with stars, and she took the paper handed by An Yifei and read it carefully.

A few minutes later, Zhou Huimin sat down at the piano, and her ten fingers struck the prelude to the song like a phantom dance.

The first is a Japanese song adapted by An Yifei from the future: "Wind 恮 Memory", after being changed to Cantonese, the melody will not change, it is still so beautiful.

Let Zhou Huimin practice her voice and refine her qi, which is to let her sing a lot of songs, sing that kind of calm and leisurely, it is obvious that An Yifei's goal has been achieved.

Zhou Huimin, who is not very old, is very suitable for singing this song, which reminds An Yifei of a poem written for it by a netizen: "The memory of the wind is a whisper that marks off time, tired of the child's play of life, blowing away a past regardless of the future, passing the age of innocence, but always in the heart, deeply hidden and soft"

The girl is dressed in a white dress, sitting by the same white piano, already immersed in the artistic conception of this song, and there are still fallen leaves flying unwillingly in the winter on Hong Kong Island outside the window, leaving the season she once missed with the song.

"Pap, papa, papa......", An Yifei applauded for singing for the girls from the bottom of her heart, "Yes, Amin, you can make your debut"

Stopping the girl's intention to say something, he personally began to operate the electronic keyboard, "Ready to sing the next song, I am looking forward to the birth of a singer, now look at your dance"

After that, An Yifei wanted to laugh very much, because the prelude was once a joke that he liked on the Internet: "Hole times, hole times", only "Chek trouble".

Zhou Huimin over there quickly walked out of the warmth of the previous song and began to swing beautifully: "With a little horn in my ears, hiding in the quilt and reading comics, although I am still in the ivory tower, how I want to grow up overnight......"

Yes, An Yifei shamelessly "created" the song of later generations again: "Sweet and Sour is Me", for Zhou Huimin, who is only 15 years old after the New Year, it is the most youthful period, which is very suitable.

As An Yifei himself began to sway along with the rhythm, after the two smiled and glanced at each other, they had reached a rare tacit understanding after the second time, just like having a small party.

"Ha, ha......", Zhou Huimin covered her stomach and laughed after singing, "Brother Fei, your action of twisting your shoulders is so funny"

"Really? Do you want to play with it? An Yifei raised his eyebrows, and his mentality became younger at this moment.

"I hate it, but now I understand why they like you so much, you're so talented, I like these two songs so much"

Such a good cabbage, of course An Yifei didn't allow that playboy Ni to get involved again, but he didn't want to swallow it in a hurry, he didn't want to leave her with any psychological shadow.

After sending An Yifei away with bright eyes, Zhou Huimin, who closed the door, felt that her heart was about to jump out, in the face of such a "veteran", how could her defensive psychology not gradually collapse.

"Alas, Mom said that he had too many women, but he was so handsome, rich and talented. What should I do? ā€

An Yifei left with a smile, thinking: "I feel like a big bad wolf, poor Little Red Riding Hood ......"

After Zhou Huimin solves the breathing problem when singing, her singing skills will improve by leaps and bounds. An Yifei also expects that she can bring herself a lot of income after becoming the head of the jade girl, of course, she needs to take her time, and she doesn't want to scare people away.

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More than ten days later, the woman from Singapore came to Hong Kong with her mother, and as soon as they met, she knelt in front of An Yifei, which surprised him.

"Sir, I know you are a master. And I used to hear them gossip that you treated a female singer in the United States, and my mother had a very serious heart attack. Whether it is in China or Singapore, the doctors say that there is no cure, as long as you can save her, I will be a cow and a horse to repay."

The woman had found the Phoenix Mansion, and her mother, who looked very weak, had been placed in a hospital by her to recuperate. The disease was costly, but there were few targeted treatments, and the operation was unbearable for her weak physique, and she could only spend a little time in bed.

Helping the woman up, An Yifei asked first, "I don't know your name yet, and besides, is this the reason why you worked hard for the Li family and his son?" ā€

"I'm sorry, my name is Chang Xiaoyuan. At that time, when they went to the mainland, they happened to learn that my family was an ancestral martial arts, and they came to the door deliberately, and it was when my mother was critically ill and almost desperate, so they took it to Singapore to try their luck, but ......"

"Oh, do you have a niece? And you said that martial arts are ancestral, what about your father? In her previous life, An Yifei liked the actress who looked almost the same as Chang Xiaoyuan, with a round sweet potato seed face, big eyes, a full body curve, slender legs, and a faint melancholy in her eyes, with a natural charm that is difficult to refuse.

After sitting down at An Yifei's instructions, Chang Xiaoyuan's face was gloomy, "My family is in the north, and my father killed someone when I was ten years old and was ......."

After sighing, An Yifei showed a sad look on his face: "Our kind is a typical example of chivalry and martial arts, I'll take a look at your mother's condition, do your best"

Of course, the blood is mainly water, and he is very clear about the dark veins of the human body, he is determined to give it a try, but he must be clear: "The treatment may fail, it may cause your mother's sudden death, you have to make a choice"

"If there is such an accident, I don't blame you, it can be regarded as a relief", the girl pursed her lower lip tightly, if it wasn't for her father teaching her martial arts since she was six years old, the mother and daughter would have encountered more ups and downs, and her mother was also working hard to survive.

After nodding, An Yifei walked to the door, "Let's go, let's go and pick up my aunt, I don't want others to see the process of treatment."

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After instructing the secretary not to let anyone disturb her, An Yifei did not avoid Chang Xiaoyuan watching from the side, but began to check the woman lying on the bed in front of her.

In fact, Chang Xiaoyuan is only 19 years old, and her mother is only in her forties, but the hardships and illnesses of life all year round make her look like an old man in her sixties and seventies.

Pretending to hold the pulse in his hand, feeling the unstable water element in the woman's body, An Yifei at this time seemed to Chang Xiaoyuan to be a little different from ordinary Chinese medicine, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.

"The blood vessels are blocked, it's not that the doctors can't operate, but this person's physique doesn't allow surgery", feeling the "report" of the water elements in the body, he already understood the woman's illness.

"Xiaoyuan, I'm going to start, you help me watch, I can't be disturbed"

"Yes, sir, don't worry"

Although a trainee magician like An Yifei is ridiculously a rookie when he arrives on the planet where the cheap teacher is. But on Earth, he is the only one.

The water element in the woman's body formed a gentle tidal wave under his control, hitting the blocked blood vessels. After more than an hour, it was like a gap opened in the hard embankment, and the blood on both sides began to contact and circulate, gradually becoming larger and larger from a small ground, and successively swept away the blockages on the walls of the blood vessels.

At this time, Chang Xiaoyuan was already sweating profusely, and he was even more unbearable than An Yifei. From her mother's painful snorting at the beginning to now sleeping like a negative Tailai, her face gradually became ruddy, and finally her clenched hands relaxed.

After the good deeds were done in the end, almost after the old woman's veins had been cleaned, it was already dinner time.

With a long breath, An Yifei finally put away his hands, and then staggered. Chang Xiaoyuan hurriedly stepped forward to support him, looking at him with tears in his eyes and full of gratitude. His mother's condition has been getting better and better, indicating that he has spent a lot of "internal force" to dredge his mother's veins.

This is the first time that An Yifei has experienced mental overdraft, and he glanced at the girl tiredly: "Help me to bed, I have to sleep"

The next day, An Yifei still followed the biological clock, woke up at five o'clock in the morning, and felt that his mental power had increased a lot, but he knew that this method of overdrawing and enhancing his mental power could not be used more, and it was the same as drying up and fishing.

After washing up, I glanced at the room where the mother and daughter were, and it was very quiet. After shaking his head, he walked to the platform, only to see that Chang Xiaoyuan, who was wearing a sportswear, had already been exercising there.

"Good boxing method, the old people say, 'practice boxing without practice, until the old is empty', this is the truth, the martial arts that have lost their physical skills can only be regarded as 'dance skills' in the end"

After slandering, An Yifei also began to practice, and then Chang Xiaoyuan over there stopped, his eyes shining at the dragon and tiger leaping, but as light as a floating leaf.