When he came to the parking lot on the second basement floor of the Media Building, Fang Yajun called the driver and asked the driver to drive back by himself. She got on Du Xinghe's Loulan coupe.

As soon as he got in the car, Fang Yajun picked up Du Xinghe's little guitar, which has been placed on Du Xinghe's car, and anyone who can play the guitar will play it in the car.

The two of them were chatting casually just now, and Du Xinghe said that one of his main tasks this afternoon was to fill in the words of the Cantonese version of Xu Nuo's "Little Bird".

Regardless of whether Uniasia is really interested in releasing a Cantonese version of "Little Bird", Du Xinghe has to make preparations in advance. In case Huan Yazhen sends a Cantonese version of "Little Bird", he will have to take out the work to others.

He is known for writing songs quickly, but this is fast, he copies songs, if the previous plane does not have it, he has to write it himself, but he can't write it so fast.

"Little Bird" did not have a famous Cantonese version in the previous plane, so he had to make up his own words and sentences to fill in the lyrics of the Cantonese version. It's a pity that he is not very proficient in Cantonese, and it will definitely take a lot of effort for him to fill in the Cantonese version of this song.

After getting into the car, Fang Yajun hugged the little guitar, swept out two chords casually, and improvised a Cantonese version of "Little Bird" to sing to Du Xinghe.

……

In my heart, I like to recall a certain innocent dream~

In the dream~I flew into the air quickly~

After shuttling thousands of miles, I also stepped on every cloud~

It's hard to describe the comfort~

Throw away all the shackles ~ put aside the bitterness and sorrow ~ leisurely and leisurely four verticals ~

……

But every time I open my mouth, I gently tell the naïve dream~

Others continued to ask~ It can be known that fantasy is utopian after all~ and it will eventually fall into the air~

Always scold me for being ~naïve~boring~ and frivolous~

Time should be cherished ~ not delusional ~ people are all based on hard work to sow ~

……

Although Du Xinghe is not proficient in Cantonese, he can understand Cantonese. After all, it is professionally trained. At this time, Fang Yajun casually hummed the Cantonese version of "Little Bird", and he understood it all. He felt that Fang Yajun's casual compilation was quite emotional.

"Keep singing, don't stop."

Du Xinghe enjoyed Fang Yajun's singing very much, and when he saw that Fang Yajun began to sweep the strings and stop singing, he urged.

"You think I'm you, you can make a song just by making it up, I have to figure out how to make it up in the climax stage. My song is called ...... "Daydream". ”

After taking off the headscarf, Fang Yajun was amazingly beautiful, especially when she smiled smartly and sweetly.

After thinking for a moment, she happily sang her "Daydream". Relying on the climactic melody of "Little Bird".

……

I love this childish daydream~

Even if it's every time, it's going to be empty every time~

I just want to fly out one day at a time~

Shuttling through the sky~Follow the evening breeze~Hug~

……

I love this childish daydream~

Even if it's every time, it's going to be empty every time~

I just want to fly out one day at a time~

Flying through the sky~Sending laughter~,~

……

"You're very well written!" Du Xinghe really thinks that Fang Yajun's version of "Little Bird" is very good. smiled and quipped: "Did you just finish visiting your own bookstore and feel that it was a pipe dream to start a publishing house?" ”

Fang Yajun glanced at Du Xinghe like a little girl and pouted. didn't take Du Xinghe's stubble.

She was really impressed. But it's not just because of the publishing house she dreamed of. There are many other things that she likes to do by her own nature, like daydreaming. Hopefully, those interesting ideas will grow and develop.

But every time I get frustrated, it feels like the little bird that Xu Nuo sang, no matter how much it flies, it can't fly high.

That's why I had the feeling of daydreaming, and I felt that I wrote the Cantonese version of this song.

Fang Yajun continued to create with feelings, singing:

……

In my heart, some sky-high ideals are not a dream~

May there be a sky that will dominate the wind and clouds ~ the world is full of praises and memorizations ~

I only sigh that I lack an opportunity~

There is no boring chat~ I have to change my delusion when I look at my dreams~

In the ups and downs ~ no distinction between west and east ~ it is difficult to control oneself ~

……

I love this childish daydream~

Even if it's every time, it's going to be empty every time~

I just want to fly out one day at a time~

Shuttling through the sky~Follow the evening breeze~Hug~

……

I love this childish daydream~

Even if it's every time, it's going to be empty every time~

I just want to fly out one day at a time~

Flying through the sky~Sending laughter~,~

……

Fang Yajun's singing voice is very infectious, especially when she has feelings.

Du Xinghe was completely intoxicated by Fang Yajun's "Daydream", and praised: "I didn't see it, you have very strong lyric skills!" It seems that you haven't been an editor for a few years in vain, and you're about to steal my job. ”

"If you don't come, I'll sing casually, how can I compare with you."

Fang Yajun really sings casually, compared with the sobering lyrics of Du Xinghe's original version of "Little Bird" "Which is more important, the pressure of life or the dignity of life", her "Daydream" is mostly self-pity and self-pity, and it is not a level of lyricism at all. Outsiders think that "Little Bird" is Xu Nuo's original, but Fang Yajun knows that the author of this song is actually Du Xinghe, a super genius.

"I'm not kidding you, I really think you have a good word. If you agree, use your version of "Daydream" to release the Cantonese version of "Little Bird". ”

Du Xinghe didn't joke, he felt that he was doing the Cantonese version of this song, that is, Fang Yajun's level, and it might not even be as good as Fang Yajun's version, so he simply used Fang Yajun's words.

Fang Yajun said in disbelief: "You're not joking with me, are you?" I'm just singing a self-deprecating "Daydream", how can it be released? ”

"Aren't Andy Cheung's recent albums all related to dreams, either "Love to Dream" or "When I Wake Up". In the past two years, the music world has been brought up by the king of singers. Your "Daydream" is just in time. And the Cantonese version of the market is not easy to beat for Xu Nuo, a newcomer, if the lyricist is signed by you Fang Yajun, this is a big gimmick. ”

Seeing that Du Xinghe became more and more serious, Fang Yajun couldn't help but laugh and said, "If you really have this plan, then I will go back and change it well, and send it again." Or you can help me change it. ”

"There is no need to change it, sometimes the work that people write by first inspiration is already the most perfect. Haven't you heard those two lines of poetry, the article is natural. Clever hands. ”

"Don't praise me. If you praise me again, I should really think that I am amazing. Fang Yajun was laughed at by Du Xinghe.

"I'm not kidding you, if you send the Cantonese version of "Little Bird", I can really use your "Daydream" to send it." Du Xinghe spoke very seriously. It's about music. He doesn't usually talk about it casually.

Fang Yajun casually played the piano and said, "Whatever you want." If you can remember it, you can send it, anyway, I just sang it casually, and I forgot about it after singing. If you're going to make me sing it again, I can't sing it, I can't remember the words. ”

"Don't worry, I have a good memory, I've written it down."

Du Xinghe is very confident in his memory. He has a super memory playback system in his mind, he is much more powerful than those characters who have never forgotten, he not only forgets it, but he never forgets it, and even reads it backwards and reads it again.

"I don't believe it, you sing it to me." Fang Yajun himself didn't remember the song he just sang, can Du Xinghe remember? She didn't believe it, she swept out the accompaniment chord when she sang just now, and she asked Du Xinghe to sing it back to her.

Du Xinghe called up what Fang Yajun sang just now in his mind, and with his singing voice, he naturally and vividly re-sang the first two sections to Fang Yajun, without any stumbling, and directly sang to Fang Yajun!

……

In my heart, I like to recall a certain innocent dream~

In the dream~I flew into the air quickly~

After shuttling thousands of miles, I also stepped on every cloud~

It's hard to describe the comfort~

Throw away all the shackles ~ put aside the bitterness and sorrow ~ leisurely and leisurely four verticals ~

……

But every time I open my mouth, I gently tell the naïve dream~

Others continued to ask~ It can be known that fantasy is utopian after all~ and it will eventually fall into the air~

Always scold me for being ~naïve~boring~ and frivolous~

Time should be cherished ~ not delusional ~ people are all based on hard work to sow ~

……

Later, Du Xinghe didn't have to sing anymore, only sang the first two paragraphs that were the most difficult to remember, and Fang Yajun was convinced.

"You're too good, aren't you? You're a genius! Can you remember what you've heard once? Fang Yajun asked Du Xinghe in amazement.

"Pretty much, as long as it's not particularly hard to remember, I can remember it." Du Xinghe This is a modest statement, even if he remembers it, as long as he has heard it, he can remember it. Because in a sense, his brain is a recorder.

"Do you remember this: 3.1415926...... 65457356749175817610759874394689743398275981275。 ”

Fang Yajun said nearly 50 digits in one breath, the front 3.1415926 is pi, and the back is all made up by herself, just to test Du Xinghe's memory. Her speed of speech is not fast, but it is by no means slow, it is the speed of reading numbers normally, and she tries to explain the number clearly in every letter, so as not to make Du Xinghe unable to hear clearly.

Du Xinghe was amused by Fang Yajun's innocent crepe like a little girl, since she liked to play games so much, he would play with her.

Retrieved the numbers read by Fang Yajun in his memory, slowed down the playback speed, and he followed Fang Yajun's reading, and read out all the numbers that Fang Yajun said word for word-

“3.1415926…… 65457356749175817610759874394689743398275981275。 ”

Fang Yajun was stunned and said, "Are you talking about the numbers I just read?" I just made it up, I didn't remember it at all, you also made it up, you're kidding me, right? ”

"Faint ......" Du Xinghe almost hit the steering wheel with his head when he heard this, knocking out the airbag. This underwhelming queen began to fight again.

"I'll say another string of numbers, I know all these numbers, don't make it up, I'm serious this time." Fang Yajun compared with Du Xinghe.

"You weren't serious just now, were you? When you don't take it seriously in the future. Can you tell me in advance? Du Xinghe cried and laughed: "I wasted a bunch of brain cells." ”

Fang Yajun grinned and said, "This time, if you can really write down the extra-long number I said, I will obey you." ”

"You obey me. It doesn't matter if you accept me or not. I'm going to the cloud world soon, and I'm not going to play with you. Du Xinghe is ready to drive seriously and stop teasing Fang Yajun.

"No, you've hooked my interest, why don't you play with me?" Fang Yajun played the piano a few times willfully, and said, "This time I will seriously say a string of numbers, if you can write them down, I really convince you." ”

Du Xinghe said helplessly: "What's the use of you just serving me, it's better to invite me to a meal." ”

"As long as you can remember. I'll treat you to a lifetime! "Since it's a gamble. As for the big bet, Fang Yajun's eyes were bright and he invited Du Xinghe.

"What you say sounds good, but it's completely unreliable, it's such a long thing in a lifetime. Who can guarantee that. Du Xinghe said pragmatically: "You also invited me to eat for a lifetime." I want to be able to remember the numbers you said. You sell that song "Daydream" to Cloud World for free, and you don't have to ask for royalties when it is released, how about it? ”

Fang Yajun didn't care about this little money. Agreed: "No problem. What if you can't remember? What are you going to lose to me? ”

Du Xinghe smiled: "You don't have to think about what I lost, I won't lose." ”

"So confident?" Fang Yajun felt that Du Xinghe's confidence in what he said was too much.

"I don't dare to guarantee 100% of other things, but when it comes to good memory, if I want to say that I am the second in the world, no one dares to call me the first in the world. That's how confident I am. Du Xinghe's rare bright sword showed its edge, and taking advantage of the opportunity to wait for the red light, he confidently glanced at Fang Yajun, who was still wearing big sunglasses, and said: "You can say it quickly, say whatever you want, not only numbers, words, children, songs, lines, how can you mix them." But you have to remember it yourself, don't let me repeat it to you, and you say that I am making fun of you. ”

Fang Yajun was shocked by Du Xinghe's super confident aura, she rarely felt this way.

Stimulated by this feeling, after thinking about it, Fang Yajun put down the little guitar, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and began the complicated exam questions while using the notebook to memorize:

"I'm starting to say oh, you have to write down everything in the rest to win:622606076...... 439558…… 8778…… 23 A Zhongshan Road...... July 12, 1945...... 89987…… 6674…… Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees were spring in front of the sick tree...... Its-been-a-year-or-two-now-Since-I-first-met-you…… Its-been-one-crazy-year…… But-I-still-adore-you…… 35042932145125…… 8869…… The willows are green and the river is at the level, and the singing on the Lang River is heard...... Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the path of cultivation and half of the king...... 99126154…… The clouds are tricky, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark...... The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends the dusk flowers to fall easily......"

Fang Yajun was more energetic, talking endlessly, waiting for a red light, she kept talking.

Du Xinghe smiled: "It's almost, it's complicated enough." ”

"Okay, that's all, you can repeat it!"

Fang Yajun felt that it was almost the same, the numbers, English, and Chinese were all complete, and they were all her blind thoughts, there was no connection at all, it was impossible to rely on clues to remember, and there was no skill to remember these messy things mentioned above. She didn't believe that Du Xinghe could remember.

Du Xinghe didn't even think about it, and directly retold it to Fang Yajun like a script.

“622606076…… 439558…… 8778…… 23 A Zhongshan Road...... July 12, 1945...... 89987…… 6674…… Thousands of sails on the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees in front of the sick tree ......"

Looking at the book, Fang Yajun looked at Du Xinghe and said exactly the same as what she remembered, she was almost stunned!

Du Xinghe smiled and continued to repeat: "Its-been-a-year-or-two-now, Since-I-first-met-you...... Its-been-one-crazy-year…… But-I-still-adore-you……”

During the period, he didn't forget to tease Fang Yajun: "Is this your voice?" Worship me? Hehe......" continues to repeat: "35042932145125...... 8869…… The willows are green and the river is at the level, and the singing on the Lang River is heard...... Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the ......"

has already said most of it, there are no mistakes, it is more powerful than the machine qì people in science fiction novels, Fang Yajun was really shocked by Du Xinghe!

took off her sunglasses, and she was not afraid that outsiders would see her sitting in Du Xinghe's car, her beautiful eyes widened, looking at the book in her hand, and talking to Du Xinghe word by word.

“99126154…… The clouds are tricky, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark...... The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends the dusk flowers to fall easily......"

memorized everything Fang Yajun said word for word, and Du Xinghe finally finished the first paragraph of Tang Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix-The World" in high spirits: "The wind is dry, and the tears are left." If you want to write about your heart, you will be oblique in your monologue. Hard, hard, hard! ”

In the end, he said three "difficult", just like a rhetoric, in stark contrast to how easily he wrote down such a complex thing, and Fang Yajun was completely shocked and speechless!

Looking at Du Xinghe like a fairy, Fang Yajun sighed: "Your memory is too perverted!" It's all remembered! Are you still human? ”

Du Xinghe smiled: "What am I not human?" ”

"You're not going to be a machine, are you?" (To be continued......)