Yu Dongqing walked out of the office and took out his mobile phone while going down the stairs to make a call.

Called Du Hui.

"Hey, what's the deal?"

"Prepare for class."

"Oh, so diligent?"

"We can't mistake people's children, can we?" Du Hui said with a smile.

It turned out that not long ago, Du Hui received an invitation from the University of International Business and Economics to hire him as a professor to teach at the school.

He gladly went.

In his words, being a teacher is my profession, and doing music is just a hobby.

When Yu Dongqing heard him say this today, he sighed deliberately: "Originally, I wanted to invite you to drink Guan Tuo tea, but since you are so busy, forget it." ”

"What tea?" Du Hui didn't seem to hear clearly.

"Dali's Xiaguan Tuo tea, ten years of special grade!"

"What place? I'll be right away! ”

Yu Dongqing laughed when he heard this: "I knew you would come over, at my house." ”

Yu Dongqing drove home, and when he got home, he began to prepare to make tea, and Tuocha, like Pu'er, is cake tea.

This is the need to open tea, don't look at a piece of tea cake, but it takes a waste of effort to open tea, more than 15 years of tea cake will be looser and easy to open tea, less than 10 years of tea cake is very tight, but also need special tools.

Yu Dongqing was thinking about finding a suitable pair of scissors in the kitchen when he heard a knock on the door, and when he opened the door, he saw Du Hui carrying a travel bag with snow all over his body.

"It's cold outside, isn't it? Hurry on in. Yu Dongqing greeted.

Du Hui patted the snow off his body, then entered the door and changed into slippers, put his travel bag on the coffee table excitedly, and said, "Look, what did I bring?" ”

Then he took out a lot of things from his bag: a gaiwan or purple clay pot, a fair cup, a tea cup, and a tea spill. There was even a pliers. ”

"Haha, I'm worried that I don't have anything to break the tea cake." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"I knew you didn't have this here, so I brought it specifically." Du Hui was a little proud: "Okay, you go boil water and boil tea for me." ”

"You can drink Longjing, this kind of cake and tea, it depends on me."

"Okay, okay."

In fact, Yu Dongqing didn't pay much attention to drinking Longjing, as long as the tea was good.

But Du Hui is very particular about this set, I saw him sitting on the sofa, facing the coffee table, washing tea, flushing, cooking tea, simmering, and filtering soup.

The whole process is smooth and meticulous.

"Come, taste." Du Hui held a cup of tea and handed it to Yu Dongqing.

I saw that the brown gold was translucent, very good-looking.

Yu Dongqing took a sip gently, feeling mellow and fragrant, smooth and smooth, and a mellow and long aftertaste.

"Not bad, not bad." He praised repeatedly.

"yes. Good tea, superb! Du Hui savored it, looked satisfied, and said with emotion:

"Su Dongpoyun: Hugh thinks about the old country / and will try the new fire and new tea / poetry and wine while the years are in their prime. We can't drink alcohol, we can't write poems, but we can still taste some tea, which is a great joy in life. ”

Yu Dongqing nodded in agreement.

There aren't many happy things in life.

Du Hui drank two cups in a row, feeling more satisfied, and then he remembered to ask: "Dongqing, you don't usually like to drink Pu'er and the like, where did this tea come from?" ”

"Someone sent it."

Yu Dongqing didn't hide it, so he briefly told what happened just now.

"Haha. Then I'm in for a treat. Du Hui laughed: "But Dali is indeed a good place, known as "Wind and Snow Moon". ”

"Yes, you listen."

After Yu Dongqing finished speaking, he returned to his study, took out a guitar, and played it gently.

"Isn't it not very satisfying with life?

I haven't laughed in a long time and I don't know why

Since I'm not happy and I don't like it here

It's better to go all the way west

Go to Dali

It turned out that Hao Yun of that time and space created "To Dali"

Du Hui sipped tea and listened quietly.

Obviously, it is a folk song that Yu Dongqing is good at.

The tune is simple and fresh and natural, and there is also a faint heaviness and nostalgia of a young man.

How much love and love are not time, how much warmth is lost to reality, since you are unhappy, and you don't like it here, it is better to go all the way west to "Dali".

As the lyrics say:

Who's without dust on the top of their heads

Who's not had a tooth mark on his shoulder

Pick up the courage that has been crushed by time

Cover your feet with fragrant mud

Du Hui asked Yu Dongqing to sing twice in a row before stopping, and said with a smile, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "It's over, Holly, as soon as your song is published, I don't know if anyone will come to you to write songs about their city?" Why don't you write a song for us in Changsha too? ”

"No, don't, I really don't want to write."

Yu Dongqing hurriedly said.

After drinking the tea, Du Hui was about to go home, and Yu Dongqing asked him to take back all the remaining Tuocha.

"You like this stuff and drink it every day at home." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Then you're welcome." Du Hui did not shirk.

The relationship is there, and if you talk too much, it becomes polite.

After sending Du Hui away, Yu Dongqing simply went into action, arranged, played and sang. Later revisions.

Although the acoustics of my own study are not as good as those in the studio, it is still enough to play this kind of ballad that does not require show-off.

was busy until six o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Dongqing sent the audio file and the word score to Luo Yun's WeChat, and after a while, Luo Yun's WeChat video call came.

I don't know what's going on lately, Luo Yunte likes WeChat videos.

Yu Dongqing doesn't like it very much, and doesn't even like to use WeChat voice, and thinks that the phone is the most convenient.

But Luo Yun couldn't pick up when she called, so she had to click on the video.

Luo Yun's beautiful face appeared in the picture, she had gone home and was wearing home clothes, less capable during the day and more of a little woman.

"Holly, I listened to this song you sang, it's so good, you're definitely on fire! You're a genius! ”

There was a hint of adoration in Luo Yun's eyes.

Other. Don't do that.

If you want to be grateful, thank you for the fact that there were so many good musicians in that time and space who could write so many classic songs, and I was just a hard time and space porter.

Yu Dongqing was modest, and was about to turn off the video, but he didn't expect Luo Yun to say: "Dongqing, why don't you just write a few more songs about the city, and release another album, I will think of the name of the album, because a song falls in love with a city!" ”

"Don't, don't" Yu Dongqing immediately refused.

"I said I'd never write about the city again."

"There are some things that I can't help you." Luo Yun smiled.

Sure enough, after the song "Go to Dali" was published, it caused a sensation again.

This Yu Dongqing, writing about the city is simply amazing!

So some fans ran to his Weibo to leave a message, hoping to write a song about their city.

"My home is in Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the smoke cage is cold water, and the night is in Qinhuai. Daddy Qu, you just write a song?

"How can you compare to us in Nanjing? If you want to make West Lake better than Xizi/light makeup, it's always appropriate to have a song in Hangzhou! ”

"Big brother, your Nanjing and Hangzhou are both tourist cities, are you embarrassed to fight? Or write a poem for us small cities, I'm in Baoji. ”

"I'm in Dingxi."

There are hundreds of responses under a post, all of which ask to write about their hometown.

I'll it

Moreover, the cultural and tourism departments of some cities also contacted Yu Dongqing through various means, which made him very helpless.

There's no end.

it!

Just get it done!

Yu Dongqing thought of a song, but there were some lyrics to change.

Now go find Luo Yun.

Thank you for the reward from Gaga, and thank you for the monthly tickets of 20220525123352265, Nilson, and BBMM

(End of chapter)