Originally, in Yan Xijiao's eyes, Wu Zhi was the kind of big shot who swallowed up mountains and rivers, and did not understand their petty and petty romantic skills. However, Wu Zhi suddenly said such a sentence, which made Yan Xijiao already a little excited.
, suddenly spread its wings and soared into the sky.
Wu Zhi nodded, thought for a while and said, "Miss Yan, you might as well listen to me sing it again. You will know after I finish singing."
In fact, when Yan Xijiao sang those little tunes just now, one of his favorite songs, "Dream of Water Town", had already appeared in Wu Zhi's mind.
Yan Xijiao's voice is very special, and when she sings she doesn't sound artificial. Although she was born in the north, she has the gentleness and femininity unique to Jiangnan women.
Wu Zhi worked in a lot of jobs before setting up the company.
When he was an extra in Hengdian, if there was no drama at night, he would go to the bar to be the resident singer. For a long time, he made a living through singing.
Wu Zhi cleared his voice and sang the dreamy water town in another time and space, separated by more than a thousand years.
"At dusk in spring, please accompany me to the water town in my dream, and let your waving hands ripple in the mist..."
"Don't wake up those accumulated past events in Yangliu Bank, which turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the distance..."
Wu Zhi's voice has a special magnetism. When he sings, he puts his whole body into it and naturally brings all of Yan Xijiao's thoughts into it.
And Yan Xijiao was surprised from the beginning, but gradually her eyes became blurred. She had never seen such a special man. Those talented and beautiful women were really like weeds on the roadside in front of Wu Zhi.
The strength that Wu Zhi showed when he saved others made Yan Xijiao's heart flutter.
But now, the elegance he showed was stirring in Yan Xijiao's heart and soul.
Although the lyrics of this song are very straightforward, they carry an artistic conception that Yan Xijiao has never experienced before. The Jiangnan water town is what Yan Xijiao yearns for endlessly.
What's more important is that Yan Xijiao's handsome and pretty face slowly turned red as she listened to the lyrics.
Because Yan Xijiao heard another flavor in the lyrics. It was like a love song, which Wu Zhi sung specifically for her.
"The exquisite young man is on the shore, waiting for a lifetime. Why can't he be the bride you longed for..."
Wu Zhi himself had no idea about Yan Xijiao's thoughts.
As a music lover, he just hopes that Yan Xijiao can give full play to her own talents and sing a song that will become popular quickly.
After singing the song, Wu Zhi noticed that Yan Xijiao's eyes looking at him seemed to be dripping with honey.
Thinking that Yan Xijiao was moved by the song she sang, Wu Zhi couldn't help but have a bright smile on his face.
"This song is quite nice. I think it would be even more beautiful if you sang it with your own voice."
He does not mean that.
When Wu Zhi's words fell into Yan Xijiao's ears, they were like a compliment between lovers.
She nodded slightly and started playing the pipa gently with her jade-like fingers.
Yan Xijiao does have extraordinary talent in music. Just after hearing Wu Zhi sing it once, he was able to play this beautiful tune completely.
Then, Yan Xijiao's soft voice spread in the pavilion.
Wu Zhi couldn't help but snap his fingers: "Yes, this is the effect you want!"
What Wu Zhi didn't know was that there were two middle-aged women hiding in a corner of the wall dozens of meters away, one of whom was Yan Xijiao's mother.