It’s impossible to learn martial arts. After Yang Yi proposed some training conditions, the little fat man gave up. How could he bear such hard training?

"Can you practice some simple martial arts without stance, running, or dieting?" the fat man asked unwillingly.

"No." Yang Yi shook his head.

"Okay..." The little fat man lowered his head in frustration.

However, without this appeal, the little fat man continued to show his chatterbox nature, and the two of them quickly became familiar with each other.

It turns out that the fat guy's name is Guo Ziyi, and he is a genius boy.

Of course, this is what he thought of himself as a pretentious person. But at the age of sixteen, he skipped to the third year of high school, with the highest grade in the whole school, and his IQ was definitely not low!

However, Yang Yi feels that this guy is not a genius yet, and funny is absolutely true!

A little fat man like a top student felt that the challenge of the college entrance examination was too low, so he changed his goal and signed up for Jiang Chuan's art exam this month.

"I want to be a big star!" Guo Ziyi said childishly.

Yang Yi couldn't refuse, but he was very interested and wanted to know how furious this guy made this decision, his parents and his teachers were!

"My parents don't care about me, but my teachers are almost in a hurry!" Guo Ziyi smiled, "But I don't want to take the two prestigious schools in Beijing, Beijing, Qinghai and South, and don't want to create results for them! Jiang Chuan is so good, there are so many beauties..."

"..." Yang Yi said speechless.

He is only sixteen years old, is he just ready to move?

Having said that, this guy took advantage of the opportunity to come here to prepare for the exam and wandered around the campus all day long. Otherwise, he wouldn't have run to the Tingshan Mountain to play early in the morning and was chased by wild boars.

"Can you pass the art exam suddenly like this?" Yang Yi expressed his doubts.

Guo Ziyi patted his chubby chest and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Yang, how can you question me like this? After all, I have also started to learn vocal music since I was a child."

Without any reason, Yang Yi took down the guitar given to him by the old man on the wall and handed it to Guo Ziyi: "Play a song you are good at, let me listen."

"Wow, Brother Yang, do you have such a good guitar? Brown_ B!" Guo Ziyi was conscious of the goods. He shouted in fuss. After taking it, he started to touch it with love.

Yang Yi did not explain, but just raised his hand and asked Guo Ziyi to start his performance.

After taking the guitar, Guo Ziyi's expression became serious. He gently hooked the guitar, thought for a while, and said, "Brother Yang, let me sing a song I like very much, Cao Fang's "Southern Town"."

(PS: This song exists in reality, and is classified into this world for the time being. If you are interested, you can search and listen to it. Light jazz slow folk songs, suitable for listening to it in a lazy afternoon.)

Yang Yi doesn't know much about the music in this world. He has been busy decorating a coffee shop some time ago and has no time to install a high-end audio at home. When he has the chance, he has to "taste" the music feast of this world.

The guitar strings were gently pulled, and a very slow, slow prelude flowed out.

Yang Yi couldn't help but close his eyes. The melody was very simple, but it gave people a rare tranquility in their hearts. He quickly judged that this song should be a folk song.

The same melody was just repeated a few times, and Guo Ziyi started humming softly.

"The small town in the south is not shining..."

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows lightly, and he looked at Guo Ziyi, a little surprised. This kid did not exaggerate. He did have a good foundation in vocal music, but Yang Yi was even more surprised by his voice!

In his previous life, Yang Yi felt that in the music industry, every fat man was a potential stock, such as Han Hong, Sun Nan, Liu Huan in China, and Adele abroad. Although these people are fat, they have unique voices, can sing songs with very high keys, and can also cross many ranges.

The little fat man Guo Ziyi is obviously the same. Although the song he sang is not very high in tune, it should be a female song. He should use such a rhythm to sing a slightly higher tone. Yang Yi believes that he can't do it, but Guo Ziyi sang it very easily!

“Every time I get back here, I feel calm.”

"The sun is bright, and people are walking slowly..."

He is worthy of being a sixteen-year-old boy with a clear voice without any impurities. The boy sang the same beautiful voice.

"The falling straw hat, the flowers I planted..." Finally, in this sentence, Guo Ziyi sang his outstanding singing skills.

The word "光" transitions quietly from "花", and the tone of several degrees changes sings this lazy spirit to the fullest.

"Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake"

"I'm singing this song alone here, and people just smile, oh, smile..."

"I'm singing this song alone here, you won't know, oh, know..."

...

Yang Yi really closed his eyes and listened to this song quietly. The song is actually average, and the price is its purity and simplicity. People who like slow-paced folk songs will like it very much, but there will be very few people in this group, and it is not easy to become popular in the market.

However, Guo Ziyi sang well. Whether it was his voice or singing skills, Yang Yi felt that he was much better than some of the singers who were just a scattered singers in the domestic music scene in his previous life!

However, after putting down the guitar, the funny nature of this guy was revealed again, and he asked expectantly: "Hehe, Brother Yang, how do you think I sing?"

Look at that expression, it is almost the same as Xixi who eagerly wants to get her father's praise.

"Well, you should have no problem taking the music exam." Yang Yi said lightly.

"Ah?" Guo Ziyi was surprised. He scratched his head and said, "But I'm going to take the acting department!"

“…”

This time, Yang Yi couldn't help it, so he took off his slippers and smashed it over: "You took the acting department, why did you tell me to learn vocal music?"

Guo Ziyi ran away with her head in her arms: "The performance department also needs to take the specialties. If I take the exam, I know how to do it, it would be boring! Ah, I was wrong, Brother Yang, don't beat me..."

This funny guy, it’s okay to be funny guy, but his face is as thick as a city wall.

He spent a day with Yang Yi, and was fucked by Yang Yi for two meals. He actually asked to come and stay: "Brother Yang, look at your house so big and luxurious, and it's empty, why don't I withdraw my hotel and come to your place to stay?"

When Yang Yi looked over with cold eyes, he quickly made a blocking move, afraid that Yang Yi would not help but beat him up.

"I'll live for a few days. After the art exam, I have to go back to school. I'll rent it and give a lot of rent." Guo Ziyi smiled flatteringly.

This guy! Yang Yi actually knew that Guo Ziyi's family was not ordinary. It can be seen that the clothes and watches he wore were not high-end products that ordinary families could afford. Moreover, although Guo Ziyi was surprised when he held the guitar, he did not show much attention, which means he had used them, and even used better ones!

Guo Ziyi wanted to come over for a meal, but Yang Yi refused in her heart!

But he suddenly remembered the decoration work below, and it seemed that he was still missing a helper?

"It's not impossible for you to come and stay for a few days." Yang Yi looked at Guo Ziyi with malicious intentions and said, "I won't charge your rent, but you have to do me a favor..."

Guo Ziyi was overjoyed and patted her chest and agreed: "No problem, Brother Yang, I, Guo Ziyi, are you going to send me this more than 100 kilograms of meat!"

Haha, I hope you can still laugh tomorrow!
Chapter completed!