“Stop and stop along the way

Following the traces of the boy's drift

The moment before stepping out of the station

A little hesitant

Can't help laughing at the timid feeling of being close to home

Still inevitable

And Nagano's Day

Still so warm

The wind blew up the past..."

"What a lyrics!"

Hu Yibao just took a look.

I couldn't help but exclaim.

"You can pull people into it at the beginning."

Follow the score.

Hu Yibao started singing a cappella.

“…I first met this world before

Wandering in all kinds of things

Looking at the horizon, it seems to be in front of you

I am willing to go through fire and water to walk through it

Now walking through this world

Wandering in all kinds of things

Different faces after years

Taken off guard and break into your smile…”

Gradually close your eyes.

Follow the lyrics.

As the God of Songs, Hu Yibao.

Be able to quickly incorporate yourself into the emotions required by lyrics and songs.

Hu Yibao has slowly mastered the best way to sing this song.

Five minutes later.

The a cappella ended.

When you open your eyes again.

In Hu Yibao's eyes.

There was already a little light flashing.

"Even a single dog, I can be impressed."

"I'm afraid those who are heartbroken and wandering around will cry after listening!"

"Just publish this first, and warm the scene a little bit."

soon.

In a small room.

A clear and slightly hoarse and vicissitudes of singing rang out.

“…The short road stops and stops

There is also a little distance

I don't know if it's a story or a mood

Maybe what you are looking forward to is just an enemy of time

See you again

In the cool morning light

Smiling sweetly..."

The afternoon sunshine.

Through the glass window.

Slide into the room.

Gentle wind.

Through the half-closed glass window.

Blow the curtains slowly.

In the bright room.

Hu Yibao closed his eyes.

Use the best feeling.

Singing [The wind is blowing].

“…Now we have walked through this world

Wandering in all kinds of things

Different faces after years

Taken aback to break into your smile

I once couldn't extricate myself from the greatness of the world..."

What Hu Yibao didn't know was.

Outside the door.

Yang Mi'er was holding a plate of washed fruit in her hand.

He stood at the door in a daze.

It can be heard vaguely.

Songs coming from the house.

In the circle.

She has also known many singers.

And she.

I'm also learning to sing recently.

The company is preparing to let her debut as a singer again.

The singing teachers I hired are all professional.

But it can sing this level.

In Yang Mi'er's memory.

No!

And those lyrics!

“…heal the scars left by memories

Your eyes are filled with light and darkness.

Twilight covers your staggering steps

Walking into the painting hidden by the bed..."

She couldn't help but let her, who was just in her early twenties.

A little bit of vicissitudes emerged in my mind.

Yang Mier, who is more "sensual".

After listening quietly outside the door.

Wipe the tears from the corners of your eyes with the back of your hands.

After calming down a little.

Yang Mi'er rang the doorbell.

"Ding Dong!!"

"Who!"

Hu Yibao's voice came from inside the house.

"It's me..." Yang Mi'er hadn't finished speaking.

The door is open.

At the same time, his expression suddenly became stunned.

Hu Yibao looked fierce.

His eyes were full of hostility.

He also held a nunchakra in his hand.

Compared to the one who just sang the song that made her cry.

It's completely different...

If women will change their faces.

Hu Yibao may transform.

"Ahem!!"

Hu Yibao saw Yang Mier.

Immediately threw the nunchao aside.

He said with a smile.

"I thought it was my martial arts friend, Master Ma is here to pay New Year's greetings!"

"Is there anything wrong?"

Yang Mi'er came to her senses and handed the fruit plate in her hand openly to Hu Yibao.

"My mom asked me to bring you these fruits."

"Thanks!"

Hu Yibao was not polite and took the fruit plate.

Fruit is a good thing.

I am also planning to go out and buy some in the past two days.

"You're welcome!" Yang Mi'er said with a chuckling.

"that……"

Hu Yibao looked at Yang Mi'er standing at the door, thought for a while, and said.

“I’m recording a song”

"or……"

"Next time you come in and sit down."

It's already past one pm now.

I recorded three songs without stopping.

I'm afraid it will take until six or seven o'clock in the evening.

Singing does not delay time.

Sing it once and pass it.

Mainly the song!

Hu Yibao needs to use mobile software to tinker with his "God of Song" level understanding ability to tinker with the music one by one.

Quite cumbersome!

Hu Yibao's heart.

I'm also thinking about it.

When I go to QQ Music headquarters to shoot MVs in a few days, I will ask about my own recording studio.

Then spend money to ask professionals to help record the song.

This will save yourself a lot of time.

And now.

If Yang Mi'er is invited politely, come in and sit down.

What if she, like Aunt Wang, really agrees to come in and sit down?

Wouldn't that delay recording your own songs?

Hu Yibao with a straight male attribute full of points.

At this moment.

I think women will only affect the speed of recording songs.

"Uh..." Yang Mi'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Wait!" Hu Yibao hurried back to the house.

Take a plate out of the kitchen.

After pouring the fruit from the fruit plate in.

I immediately grabbed a lot of snacks from the living room coffee table and put them in the fruit tray.

Then, Hu Yibao handed the fruit plate to Yang Mier.

"Next time I have a chance, I'll treat you to a meal!"

Yang Mi'er looked at the fruit plate full of snacks.

Spicy strips, chicken feet, raccoon, chocolate...

All kinds!

"Okay!" Yang Mi'er came to her senses and nodded.

Just turned around.

"Bang!"

The door is closed...

In the house, not long.

Some crisp music sounds sounded again.

It was the tune of the song that Hu Yibao sang just now.

Yang Mi'er turned around, stood at the door, listening quietly...

Hu Yibao upstairs.

Yang Tian was holding his cell phone, and a red light appeared on the screen. He also praised Hu Yibao with admiration.

"This insider information about Yibao is indeed very powerful."

"Hahaha, the sauce-flavored national wine stocks have risen sharply for three consecutive days."

"I should be able to make 30 million if I take it out tomorrow."

Wang Ping sat on the sofa and ignored Yang Tian, ​​who made money by stock trading.

She just looked at the clock on the wall from time to time, calculating the time in her mind.

Every minute hand passes through a small grid.

Her smile was even worse.

Ask Yang Mi'er to give Hu Yibao fruit.

It was her idea.

As the saying goes.

A man chases a woman across the mountain, and a woman chases a man across the layer of yarn.

Since Hu Yibao is still as moving as a mountain.

Then just walk over here.

And Wang Ping also believes.

Yang Mi'er and Hu Yibao were alone for the first time.

This means.

They have a common topic.

This means that the two of them will have greater hope in the future.

Not sure.

Today next year.

I have half a son.

Today is the year after tomorrow.

I have one grandson.

Everything is in your own plan.

In Wang Ping's heart.

It's so pleasant.

Zhuge in the Lun.

Plan and plan.
Chapter completed!