Chapter Twenty-Seven: There Is No Time When Celebrities Eat by Their Faces (Calling for Collections and Recommendations)

Chapter 27

"Since you have agreed, brother, how about the slave family have the cheekiness to accompany the brother of the Wang family?" Yunyan Girl smiled, lifted the pipa and rested it on her lap, and swept the strings with her flexible five fingers.

"Then there's Miss Lao Yunyan." Wang Yang grinned, his smile looked like such a gentleman, indifferent, and calm.

This made the other girls look at each other, and Liu Yiyi's eyes were shining, so she simply sat to the side, leaning on the desk, she also wanted to hear what kind of surprise Wang Yang, who was able to create such a beautiful and novel tune, could give herself.

Wang Yang's eyes swept over the scene, then walked over, picked up a broom, thought about it, or threw it away, then picked up an unused brush and pinched it in his hand, well, I think it's still too thin compared to the microphone, the king of karaoke, Wang Yang of the clubhouse Maiba had to reluctantly give up the idea of replacing the microphone with a substitute.

I could only imagine that I had a standing wheat in front of me, and then my eyes narrowed slightly, and my head swayed rhythmically, and in the eyes of a girl who was confused by Wang Yang's broom and brush, she began to sing in his slightly magnetic and clear voice of a young man.

"A lonely light stands at the window, and I pretend behind the door that you haven't left...... The old land is more lonely if the full moon is revisited, and the candle flame that wakes up in the middle of the night can't bear to criticize me......"

After singing less than three or five sentences, Wang Yang felt the rhythm of the pipa in Yunyan's hand beside him slightly chaotic, so he had to stop and turn around.

I saw Miss Yunyan looking at Wang Yang with an unbelievable look on her face, and she looked away a little embarrassed for a long time. "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, the slave family was a little distracted when I heard your lyrics. Not next time. ”

The music is up again, this time, the girls who are still waiting to see the show are all sitting in danger at the moment, with colorful ripples in their beautiful eyes, only a few words of singing, which have already made everyone feel, as if they are a natural pair with this song, such a fit.

Gradually, with Wang Yang's singing, it seems to make people see a gentle and poignant love story, the language is half-literate and half-white, easy to understand, and it is like a sharp hook, hooking the tip of your heart, crispy, warm, sour......

Even if the girl has time to scatter the pipa, and Wang Yang has been immersed in his own singing, in the story, the past, the past, have all turned into smoke and clouds, and the only thing left is herself, whether it is love or hatred, they all turn into smoke and go away with the wind.

When the singing gradually stopped, Wang Yang slowly opened his slightly moist eyes, and then noticed that all the women present were already in tears, and their hearts were sad, the pipa in the hand of the Yunyan girl had already been put down, and the well-groomed pretty face was already pear blossoms with rain.

And Liu Yiyi, a beautiful girl, still maintains the posture she had when she first listened to the song at the moment, but her eyes were already red, she bit her lips tightly, and her eyes stared at Wang Yang without blinking.

"That...... You've already listened to it, but I don't know what you think? Wang Yang saw these tender women crying and crying, stupid, and felt quite embarrassed for a while, so he had to remind him.

"You go and sing!" At this time, Liu Yiyi slapped the desk and stood up, looking at Wang Yang with burning eyes, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Hey, don't mess around, I'm just providing content, and I'm not responsible for the rest." Wang Yang was shocked, his head shook like a drum, he had so many things to do in a day, how could he have so much spare time to do these things, besides, this is not the 21st century, and he can still be a star and eat with his face.

I don't know what Liu Yiyi thought of, so I had to nod a little gloomily. "Yes, however, with such lyrics, with this song, the slave family can already be sure that the three pavilions will not be the opponents of our Yihong Mansion."

"Where Yunyan is rude, please don't blame the ......" Recovering her mood, the Yunyan girl, who wiped away the tears on her face, moved lightly to Wang Yang's side, and bent her knees, and said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't know what I'm capable of, so it's understandable to have such thoughts, as for sir, I can't afford to be a ......"

"Qingdai, Xiaoxiao, Aqing...... Met Mr. At this time, several other girls who operated musical instruments also came to Wang Yang Yifu, very solemn and authentic.

“…… Okay, they call you Mr. because you are amazingly talented, these lyrics and songs are all from your hands, and it is natural to call you sir. Liu Yiyi came to Wang Yang's side, tugged at Wang Yang's cuffs and whispered.

“…… That being the case, well, please remember to practice diligently, and know how to pour your emotions into your music, and enjoy your joys, sorrows, and sorrows. ”

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Indoors, the music of "East Wind Breaking" faintly came out through the window lattice, Wang Yang was about to leave, but was stopped by Liu Yiyi. "What's the hurry, the first time I saw you show off your skills and didn't continue to be proud. Isn't there something on your mind that can't be done? ”

Liu Yiyi's rippling eyes fell on Wang Yang's face, bright and moving, looking at the care in the eyes of this close beauty, which made Wang Yang's heart warm.

"No, what can I worry about, a righteous gentleman like me, all I worry about every day is my family, country and the world......" I was moved in my heart, but I slid out of a Guanghan high-speed railway with a high meaning.

"Don't make a fuss, you won't be able to talk well, will you?" Liu Yiyi's eyes darkened, and she couldn't help but glance at Wang Yangdao with disgust.

A bundle of autumn spinach was smashed, and Wang Daguan could only stand beside Liu Yiyi very gentlemanly, listening to the music overflowing from the window lattice.

The sun was setting in the distance, and the face was shrouded in the sunset, and the cooking smoke gradually rose, enveloping the entire Tokyo Bianliang in a hazy haze.

Liu Yiyi's expression was extraordinarily focused, and she lightly opened her ruddy and sexy lips and said. "It's beautiful...... Since I was a child, I have always liked to look at the high place of Yihong Building, whether it is early in the morning, or at dusk, or when it rains and snows, Tokyo Bianliang is very beautiful......"

"Well, it's really beautiful, I can't imagine that I will really be able to see this north one day...... Well, Tokyo Bianliang of the Great Song Dynasty. Wang Yang also nodded with deep feelings, thinking that compared with those modern tube buildings, such wooden and stone classical buildings are more artistic.

"Brother Wang, Fang Cai, when you sang, tears were already flowing out, did you think of anyone?" Liu Yiyi turned her face sideways, and her white and greasy face looked so beautiful in the afterglow of the setting sun.

A pair of dark brown pupils, also under the afterglow, seem to be two of the most beautiful amber in the world, which makes people intoxicated.

"Didn't think of anything." Wang Yang shook his head slowly, his eyes seemed to be very indifferent, but the melancholy and helplessness in his eyes made Liu Yiyi feel that her heart was aching.

Wang Yang stroked the railing with one hand, standing by the wind, his back straight like a flagpole. "The past has been gone with the wind, disappeared in the past, there is no memory and nostalgia of the past, sometimes, isn't it a good thing?"

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