Hu Yang doesn't think he and Nuonuo are in a long-distance relationship.

There is a way that I love to be separated by mountains and seas, and all the mountains and seas can be level. One hour high-speed rail and more than two hours of driving distance, what is this little distance?

At least, you can meet once a week.

There is nothing wrong with meeting once a week. The ancients said: If you have enough, you will lose. If you have enough, you will lose. If you have a love relationship, you will get tired of it. It is far better to be tired of being together for twenty-four hours. It is far better to be itchy when you come from two places. I look forward to the weekend coming every day. In a sense, I can live with hope every day.

There must be lovesickness, but it will not be "just fall down but the heart is on", nor will it be "haunted for her". At most, it will feel that "it is difficult to part when we meet", or it will be "not to see each other for a day, like three autumns".

This is all due to the development of modern communication technology. Even if you are far apart, you can open a video as close as you can.

Thank the country and the Party.

Of course, Hu Yang did not dare to openly open the video with Nuonuo, and even had to sneak into the stairwell to make a voice call. There is no way, Wen Liang is too keen, and it is not easy to hide from him. For caution, it is better to hide some.

Even so, poplar euphratica was almost exposed.

It was Thursday night. After the lights were turned off, Hu Yang ran to the stairwell between the third and fourth floors and spoke with Nuonuo to coax her to sleep.

As he was chatting, he saw a familiar figure dazed up to the third floor, and then kept crawling towards the fourth floor.

It's Zhou Mingxuan!

Huyang was shocked and quickly turned around and pretended to look out the window.

After Zhou Mingxuan dragged his tired steps to the fourth floor, Hu Yang whispered: "I've been hung up, good night~"

Then he ran back to the dormitory in two steps. With Wen Liang and Li Yan's surprised eyes, he climbed onto the bed, took off his coat and trousers and got into the quilt.

Not long after, Zhou Mingxuan returned to the dormitory with tired steps, and when he came back, he complained: "Damn, I just climbed the fourth floor and almost got on the old senior's bed."

The fourth floor is the camp for senior seniors. Needless to say, you will know that it is a mess when you hear the word "senior senior".

"Didn't you go?"

Li Yan is more concerned about this.

Zhou Mingxuan hung his shoulder bag on the hook at the head of the bed and said angrily: "If I get into bed, do you think I can escape unscathed?"

He sat down to change his shoes and muttered: "There is an old senior who is talking to his girlfriend, which is very artificial, and it is so stingy... Wen Shen, aren't you getting out of singleness? Why don't you talk to your girlfriend?"

Wen Liang was playing the game and said without looking back: "What voice do a school call?"

Hu Yang pricked up his ears and listened to the three of them chatting. Seeing that Zhou Mingxuan did not recognize him, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it, the lights of the Qi Apartment were turned off very thoroughly, and even the lights in the stairwell were all turned off, leaving only a dim night light. Zhou Mingxuan could even make the floor wrong, so he must be very unconscious, so it was normal that he couldn't recognize him.

As for the sound—

As we all know, boys have two voice changes, once in adolescence and once in love.

Several years later, when Xu took out the voice of the two of them in love and played it to him, Hu Yang himself could not have imagined that he was so disgusting during college, and he could hear it so hard that his toes were stinging, wishing he could go back to the past and erase this dark history.

But even if he did it again, he might still use the tone of "Makabaka" to convey his stingy but hot signal to someone who is also unable to sleep thousands of miles away:

"Nono~Nono~Mumomo~Love you~"

...

"Xiao Tang, Xiao Tang, you are about to release a new song!"

Yuan Jie walked into the recording studio with a radiant look and greeted Poplar.

On Friday afternoon, Hu Yang asked Boss Xu to meet at Xinghuo Music. The reason was that he occasionally gained something and wrote a new song that was on the verge of rock, which was very suitable for Boss Xu's band to sing.

Yuan Jie smiled and said, "You have disappeared for half a year. In private, everyone is talking about it, and I thought you stopped writing."

The Chinese music scene has been very deserted recently. There are no heavyweight singers who post songs or produce any hits. The profits of the entire record industry have dropped a lot compared with the previous quarter. It is very necessary to have a popular song to boost morale.

Tang Guyue is naturally one of the most highly-watched songwriters. However, he is too low-key and there are very few people who can add him to QQ, so there is almost no way to find out about him.

Hu Yang said: "It's not like closing the pen. It's just that I've been busy with my studies recently and I've been using less time and energy to create, so the output will be relatively reduced."

Being busy with school is really a huge excuse. Whether it is used to deal with parents or singers who are invited to deal with songs, it has been tried and tested.

Yuan Jie expressed his understanding and said, "Boss Xu may arrive later. Can I listen to the sample first?"

"certainly."

Yuan Jie sat in front of the computer and put on his headphones.

Five minutes later, he took off his headphones with satisfaction, applauded gently, and sincerely praised: "No, very good, as high as ever, this song is a dish of Boss Xu when he hears it, and he must like it."

Hu Yang smiled. He chose a song based on Boss Xu's preferences. With Boss Xu's financial resources, no matter what he gave him, it would be very expensive. Only a good song that suits his tastes would not be able to buy it, so that Hu Yang's sincerity could be shown.

In order to win the favor of his future father-in-law, Hupomi also took great pains to do so.

Not long after, Xu Yaowen arrived accompanied by his assistant.

"Sorry, I have something to do for a while, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I'm asking the two seniors for advice."

Hu Yang, Yuan Jie and another recording teacher stood up to greet him.

Xu Yaowen didn't go around in circles and said straight away: "Then... listen to the song first."

Poplar euphratica plays a sample, and the prelude of the interweaving of piano and electric guitar is as vast and quiet as the night sky, and immediately grabs Xu Yaowen's ears.

The poplar in the sample sings the main song:

"Can you hear the brightest star in the night sky clearly

The person who looked up, the loneliness and sigh in his heart

oh, can you remember the brightest star in the night sky

The figure who once walked with me and disappeared in the wind..."

Poplar euphratica is not perfect, but it is extremely contagious.

This is a song about singing the dream of youth. The nineteen-year-old poplar is young enough, with the confidence and motivation of young people, and just interprets the inspiring power implicit in the lyrics.

Xu Yaowen quietly felt the quiet artistic conception and romantic feelings projected in the melody, which was a little moved. His ears echoed the persistence and follow-up of dreams and ideals, as if he heard himself once, and those cold and cold nights wandering on the streets without people.

When the last note fell, he was still immersed in it, and the lyrics that touched his heart in his ears:

“I pray for a transparent heart

And the eyes that will cry

Give me the courage to believe again

oh goes beyond the lies to hug you..."

After a long time, he sighed slightly and said with emotion: "It's well written, which reminds me of many past events. Oh... I'm old after all..."

Xu Yaowen sighed and quickly pulled out of his emotions and said, "I want this song. Now, a song has already been opened to 500,000 yuan, so let's take this price."

Huyang immediately said: "No, I said, I will never raise the price when I sell it to you."

Not only will the price not increase, but it is fine if you don’t need money, it’s enough to betroth my daughter.

He thought so in his heart.

Xu Yaowen didn't care. For him, it would be no difference to have more than 300,000 or less. What he cared more was Hu Yang.

He asked in a different way: "I heard that you not only write songs, but also planners and novels?"

Hu Yang was stunned for a moment. Nuonuo knew about his novels, and it was not surprising that Boss Xu could know.

But he wrote about the planning, and he didn't even have time to tell Nuonuo about it. Boss Xu could find out, and it was obviously someone who had investigated it.

Xu Yaowen did make people check Populus euphratica.

He didn't know that his daughter was already with Hupo. He just vaguely felt that Nuonuo had some meaning to this young man, but he didn't know whether Hupo also had this intention.

His original intention was to check his daughter, but he didn't know if he didn't check it. He was shocked when he checked it, but he was still a versatile person!

The most popular variety shows and the most popular novels are actually made by Hu Po, which Xu Yaowen could never have imagined.

Poplar is so sad.

I thought about it with my feet, and it was definitely because of the fact that Nuo Yatou had missed it, otherwise how could Boss Xu have set his sights on him for no reason?

Nono, Nono, you are so crap!

Huyang had no choice but to admit frankly: "Yes, they all have dabbled in it."

"Damn it..."

Xu Yaowen didn't know what expression he should have. If he was thirty years younger, he would definitely complain like Li Dapao: "You've got to the top even if you step on horseback. Tell me this is called dabbling?!"

But the one who was most surprised was not Xu Yaowen, but Yuan Jie next to him.

Hu Yang just said that he was busy with his studies and had no time to write songs. Yuan Jie really believed it, but now he suddenly realized: The bullshit that he was busy with his studies and was clearly busy with these things!

Xu Yaowen continued, "But I heard from Nuonuo that you plan to be a self-media in the future?"

My dear Nono, what else did you say?

Hu Yang nodded and said, "I'm already doing it now. When I grow bigger in the future, I want to hire a team to run it together."

Xu Yaowen asked: "You can write songs, planners, novels, and do whatever you want. Why do you have to be a self-media?"
To be continued...