Yu Dongqing stayed in his hometown for three days before preparing to return to Yanjing.

In fact, I also want to stay for two more days, but the key is that it is already early August, and my daughter's summer vacation homework has not been touched!

She wasn't in a hurry, but Yu Dongqing was a little anxious.

Let's not say that you have to be at the top of the class in the exam, but at least the homework must be completed, right?

So I had to take my daughter to prepare to go back, and the car naturally contained all kinds of souvenirs that my mother asked me to bring back to my in-laws. Z.br>

In the morning, while it was cool, Yu Dongqing drove on the road and entered the border of Henan Province when he received a call from Wu Lan.

"Holly, still traveling? Have fun, right?"

"It's good, I'm ready to come back now."

"Okay, I went out and played, and I wrote a good song by the way."

Yu Dongqing smiled and did not speak.

"Hey, Holly, do you see any comments on the internet about this song?" Wu Lan said again.

"No, what's wrong?"

"Say you're a tyrannical thing! How can such a good song be given to a newcomer to sing, it's a bit of a waste? In this way, can you give it to Ai Tong to sing? I think she's a good fit to sing this song."

Wu Lan didn't beat around the bush to say what she meant.

But Yu Dongqing replied very simply: "No."

"Why? Is it because Ai Tong didn't listen to your persuasion and didn't want to sing the song "Bai Suzhen under Qingcheng Mountain"?"

"Am I that stingy?" Yu Dongqing laughed: "It's just that I don't plan to let other singers cover this song, at least not in the past two years."

"What? What is the relationship between that girl named Zhang Lei and you?" The phone became a little surprised in Wu Lan's tone.

"I met a junior high school girl during the trip." Yu Dongqing paused after speaking: "She suffers from depression."

"Huh?!"

Yu Dongqing briefly told Wu Lan about the situation of Zhang Shuchun's family that he met during the trip.

"I hope she can be happy, and their family can get extra income through this song, please don't tell anyone about it." Yu Dongqing finally explained.

Wu Lan was silent for a moment before saying, "I understand, I respect your decision. But I still hope you can write a poem for Ai Tong, you don't care about the villain.....

Get?

Again?

"Let's talk about it when I get back to Yanjing, I'll drive now." Yu Dongqing said leisurely.

"Okay, I'll contact you when you come back, stay safe on the road, bye."

Wu Lan put down the phone after making a call, thought about it and dialed a number again to say a few words, and within a few minutes, Ai Tong hurried into her office and asked hurriedly.

"Mr. Wu, does Mr. Yu agree?"

"Nope." Wu Lan shook her head: "He said that this song will not be sung by other singers, as for the reason, you don't need to ask."

Yes?!

Ai Tong was immediately disappointed.

"But I'll ask him to write a new one for you." Wu Lan said again.

"He agreed?"

"He said he would go back to Yanjing, but I think it's very likely." Wu Lan smiled: "Let's fight for it when the time comes."

"That..... Mr. Wu, what do you need me to do?" Ai Tong suddenly ignited hope.

"Not for now..... Manage your emotions!" Wu Lan's face turned cold.

Yu Dongqing drove back to Yanjing that afternoon, first returned to his home by Rendinghu Park, packed up and drove his daughter Yu Tongtong to her grandmother's house in Houhai.

I haven't seen each other for more than 20 days, and my grandpa and grandma miss my granddaughter.

Of course, the father and daughter entered the courtyard of the old man's house in Houhai, and the mother-in-law Liu Huiyan complained to Yu Dongqing as soon as she saw her granddaughter.

"Look, Tongtong has only been out for a few days, why is it so dark? I've lost weight, too."

That's just as well.

The little girl went out and ran around like a little monkey, and she didn't wear a hat, and she didn't apply the sunscreen that her aunt prepared for her

The northwest is already strong in ultraviolet rays, so it's no wonder it's not dark.

Actually, Yu Dongqing thinks that this is healthy, but it is not good to say so in front of his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

After the mother-in-law finished counting, she let Tongtong live here during Yu Dongqing's summer vacation, so you don't have to worry about it.

All right....

Let's be lazy for a while.

After having dinner at my father-in-law's house in the evening, I chatted for a while, and the night had fallen, so Yu Dongqing drove to Liu Yimin's Shili Peach Blossom Hotel in Sanli, and he wanted to see Zhang Bao.

The car stopped outside the door, and Yu Dongqing heard a loud singing voice from inside before he could go in.

Come on, come on

The hot oil cake is ahem, ahem, ahem

Put it on the table, ahem

Boiling rice wine for loved ones to drink

Come on, come on

Surround relatives cough cough cough cough

Sit on the hot kang and cough cough

The words of the heart fly out of the heart

Scold?

It was the voice of Feng Pei's student Zhang Bao!

Yu Dongqing entered the bar, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Bao, who was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, holding a microphone and singing indulgently on the stage.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang was also there, and he was sitting on the stool by the bar with Liu Yimin drinking beer and chatting, and when he saw Yu Dongqing coming in, Liu Yimin greeted, "Coming back? When will you be back?"

"I just arrived today, so I'll come and have a look." Yu Dongqing said a word, and then pointed to Zhang Bao on the stage: "You made him sing?"

"Hey..... I think this guy is better at singing than being a waiter." Liu Yimin said with a smile.

It turned out that Zhang Bao came to Yanjing, and according to the original arrangement, he worked as a waiter in Liu Yimin's tavern, serving dishes and washing dishes, and one night the resident singer of the tavern was a little delayed, so Liu Yimin asked him to go up and sing to try.

Originally, Liu Yimin was worried that the folk songs he sang would not suit the appetite of the tavern guests, but his high-pitched and loud singing voice was quite popular.

So Liu Yimin asked him to be a part-time singer, and occasionally went up to save the scene, but the effect was not bad.

The two were chatting, and Zhang Bao had already finished singing, and when he saw Yu Dongqing hurriedly coming over, he called out respectfully, "Teacher Yu."

Yu Dongqing nodded: "Registered?"

"It's been reported, and I've been notified that the official audition will begin on August 15."

"Work hard!" Yu Dongqing encouraged.

"Hmm! Teacher Yu, I'm going to get busy." Zhang Bao spoke, and hurriedly gasped for the waiter's uniform and went to work in the back.

Seeing Zhang Bao leaving, Liu Yimin poured Yu Dongqing a glass of draft beer, and said: "Feng Peilai called and said that Zhang Bao has not received systematic training in music theory, and he doesn't know a lot of pronunciation skills.

"Feng Pei also told me about this." Yu Dongqing nodded:

"But I think Zhang Bao's almost natural and original singing style is very good, if you completely follow the theoretical method in the textbook, it will lose its original charm.... I mean you just need to master some of the most basic skills, and you can learn the rest."

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you." Liu Yimin said.

"Me?"

"You're the only one of us who specializes in music now, who don't you teach?" At this time, Zhang Yang interjected.

That's just as well.

Besides, he is Feng Pei's student, this affection is to be given, and it won't take long anyway.

"Zhang Bao's training will go to my training school, and the practice room is empty anyway." Zhang Yang said again.

"Okay."

Although he can practice singing in the recording studio he made at home, Yu Dongqing is really not used to others entering his home.

"There just happened to be another thing, I met Liao Qian in Xi'an, she invited our Qingmangxu band to Xi'an to participate in the Qujiang International Music Festival, she also called you about this, right?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang and Liu Yimin glanced at each other, and after a while, Zhang Yang said lazily, "It's called, I called a week ago

I said this, but yesterday I suddenly called again, saying I'm sorry, this matter is yellow."