Ye Wenshu enlarged the photo, and several of the books on this photo, which she had just purchased recently, were all newly published books on philosophy.

It's a little interesting, below are some of the scenery pictures taken by Zhao Mingyang, Ye Wenshu looked at Zhao Mingyang's screen name and avatar again, and the avatar is an old popsicle.

I'm looking at his screen name [Old Single], poof! Ye Wenshu couldn't help laughing, so funny, so direct, how can you call this name, it doesn't match his temperament at all, it's a little cute, why is it called this screen name? Ye Wenshu fell into a reverie for Zhao Mingyang.

At noon, Ye Wenshu had just eaten and was about to go back to his hotel room to rest, when his mobile phone suddenly rang.

Zhao Mingyang suddenly sent a message to Ye Wenshu, and Ye Wenshu looked at Zhao Mingyang's message; Do you have a guitar in your hotel?

A musician who makes music? This was Ye Wenshu's first reaction.

Ye Wenshu sent a message to Zhao Mingyang: I'll go to the restaurant and ask if the band is on standby, and I'll reply to you later, and I'll send it to you in person.

Ye Wenshu got up and went to the hotel restaurant to find the person in charge, there are music performances here, there is a fixed band performance every night, what Zhao Mingyang needs, Ye Wenshu will try his best to meet it, because after all, Zhao Mingyang's family did not investigate the problem before, and gave advice, it is reasonable, Ye Wenshu should meet Zhao Mingyang's small request.

There are a lot of guitars in the band's rest room, as well as two electric guitars, and after saying hello to the band, the musicians are reluctant to lend them, but Ye Wenshu opened her mouth, and no one refused, after all, she can change people at any time.

Ye Wenshu slapped a few guitars for Zhao Mingyang and asked him which one he needed, because she was really not proficient in this.

When she was a child, she studied the piano, but in the end she didn't stick to it, her best instrument is the harmonica, and the others are really not proficient, and there is no time, when she was a child, she studied hard and studied hard, especially learning English took her a lot of time, and there was dancing, playing badminton, etc.

Zhao Mingyang chose a folk guitar, he memorized the score of a European and American country folk song for a long time last night.

At noon, I went out to find a guitar shop and practiced for a long time, if I hadn't given the boss two hundred yuan, it is estimated that the boss would have been mad.

At this time, Zhao Mingyang can be said to have a little grasp of the lyrics and melody, which cannot be regarded as familiar, if he has more time, he can play better.

But isn't there a lack of time, and it's best to play and sing songs like this at noon, especially in the summer afternoon.

Zhao Mingyang bought a perfume in the mall, which is orange-flavored, Ye Wenshu especially likes to drink orange juice, and he probably likes this taste.

sprayed a little on the wrist and neckline, at this time Zhao Mingyang's fingers were a little painful, and his throat was a little hoarse, there was no way, there was no shortcut to this kind of thing, it can only be said that practice makes perfect, and now I have a good memory while it is hot, and I have been playing all morning, hurry up and act.

In fact, playing the guitar and playing the piano, as long as you memorize the score, or watch the score play, there is no difficulty, but just look at the score and sing and feel that you may have just watched this song, and you don't memorize it to make people feel more professional and love this song.

When everything was ready, Zhao Mingyang returned to the hotel and sent a text message to Ye Wenshu, he knew that Ye Wenshu would definitely think of ways to help him get a guitar, which was not a difficult task.

All she wanted was for her to bring her guitar into the room and play it for her.

No, the doorbell rang, Zhao Mingyang opened the door, and found that it was Ye Wenshu standing outside the door with a guitar bag, and the long legs wearing black silk were still very unbearable.

Zhao Mingyang looked at Ye Wenshu and said, "Thank you, it's really troublesome, but I still have a reluctant request, I don't know if you can help." ”

Zhao Mingyang's face was a little embarrassed, and Ye Wenshu said: "Mr. Zhao, you said that if you can help, I will definitely help you do it." ”

"That~ I want you to use your mobile phone to help me record a video, today is my grandmother's birthday, I want to record a video for her, and sing a song to her, I haven't been home for a long time, can you please help me record a video, I will send it to the family, show it to grandma," Zhao Mingyang said.

"That's no problem, I wish grandma a happy birthday, she will definitely feel your love, how can I record it? Can I record it on my phone and send it to you? Ye Wenshu said.

"Yes, sorry for your please, thank you." Zhao Mingyang got up and turned on the guitar, it was Yamaha's, and it was probably the band's musician.

Zhao Mingyang walked to the bay window with his guitar and sat on a chair, a position where he held the guitar and sang in the sun, which can reflect a sense of beauty.

Ye Wenshu stood there holding his mobile phone, watching Zhao Mingyang adjusting the guitar tone, Zhao Mingyang said shyly: "I haven't played the guitar for a long time, I can't play it well to make you laugh, and I don't know if my grandmother can understand it." ”

"The old man will feel your heart, she will like whatever you sing, she can play the guitar very well, how can I laugh at you, much better than me, I won't." Ye Wenshu said.

Zhao Mingyang nodded, adjusted the strings and made an OK gesture to Ye Wenshu, and Ye Wenshu began to record.

Zhao Mingyang said to the camera: "Grandma, I wish you a happy birthday, I don't have time to go back to celebrate your birthday this year, wait for me to go back and make up for your birthday banquet, I wish you and your grandfather a long life than Nanshan, I will sing a song for you, you love to listen to me sing, send you a birthday song first."

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you······"

Ye Wenshu still had that kind of professional smile on her face, and soon, her smile froze, because Zhao Mingyang suddenly changed the style of music, and the very familiar song was 500miles "Five Hundred Miles from Home" The melody is written wandering, and the lyrics are written with sadness, listening to it is like walking on the road of travel.

The sun hit Zhao Mingyang's face, Zhao Mingyang played and sang this song, that kind of slightly hoarse and lazy voice, singing has a unique artistic conception, and there is a kind of helplessness and longing in the song.

This is a foreign country ballad that Ye Wenshu prefers, Zhao Mingyang played and sang with his eyes closed, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Wenshu, Ye Wenshu and him looked at each other, but Zhao Mingyang could be said to be looking at the camera, this damn look at each other made Ye Wenshu breathe a little short.

Ye Wenshu's face seemed to be heating up, a kind of shyness that was difficult to hide, she didn't dare to look at Zhao Mingyang's eyes, she didn't know what was going on, was it because of music? Or Zhao Mingyang's eyes, or his handsomeness, or the smell of orange perfume on his body?

Ye Wenshu couldn't say it, but she was sure that at this moment, she was a kind of heartbeat, and she couldn't control it.

At this moment, there were only the two of them in the room, but the door was open, for fear of gossip from others, someone outside the door stopped and took a look, and the cleaning aunt looked at this scene and left quickly, afraid that Ye Wenshu would turn her head and find that she was eating melons and watching the play and did not work seriously.

Zhao Mingyang was still playing and singing, and Ye Wenshu's heart was still beating faster and his face was hot.

began to think crankily in his head, and he didn't look at Zhao Mingyang's eyes all the time, but looked at Zhao Mingyang on the screen, he looked so stylish, especially when he played and sang this song in the sun, he was so handsome.

"Isn't it a bit bad to sing this?" Zhao Mingyang put down his guitar and took the lead in breaking the silence.

Ye Wenshu stood on the spot, not knowing what to say.

Ye Wenshu hurriedly pressed the pause button and said, "Old man, I may not understand this." ”

Zhao Mingyang nodded and said, "Yes, then I'll record a new one, what do you sing?" ’

"Wouldn't it be better to sing something festive?" Ye Wenshu said.

"Alright then, I'll find out if there's a festive birthday song." Zhao Mingyang put down his guitar and picked up his mobile phone and said.

Ye Wenshu quickly saved the video she had just recorded, and she decided to go back and cut out the part where Zhao Mingyang sang alone, it was really good to listen to and eye-catching, but as everyone knows, she has fallen into the trap of the hunter.