House Dad’s Literary Life
Chapter 135: Not even hot (3/3, for the lord's day blueberry sauce plus more)
Murphy stood on the balcony, eyes faintly looking at the canal with only a few lights on the shore. The night wind blew her hair out, but she didn't care, just thinking about it.
Suddenly, the shoulders were loaded with weight, and a coat was draped over her shoulders that were blown by the river breeze. Murphy looked back and saw Yang Yan’s angular face.
Although carrying light, it is still familiar and handsome.
"How can I still not rest?" Yang Lan walked to Murphy's side, also on the railing, leaning leisurely.
"I can't sleep, maybe I have fun playing the piano today?" Murphy smiled and said.
Two people in one piece, it is easy to appear in the cold field, Yang Lan is not a person who is good at chatting with others, but is better at listening. Murphy is also a group of people who are not gregarious. Both of them are stuffy jars. When they say and say, they suddenly calm down and the atmosphere is very embarrassing.
After a while, Murphy seemed to have made up his mind, and said to Yang Lan: "Do you know about my new album?"
Yang Lan hesitated for a moment, and did not know how to answer.
new album? Which new album? Is that returning album before? Or is it a new album now?
If it is the latter, Yang Lan feels that if he is not a Muzi, it is difficult to get in touch with Murphy to prepare a new album.
“The situation is very bad?” Yang Hao hesitated and chose the former.
Murphy nodded, his expression was calm, but there was bitterness in the depths of his voice: "It’s the worst-selling album since I debuted..."
Yang Lan was silent for a while before he said: "I can see that you have been under a lot of pressure in the past two months."
However, Murphy did not want to complain to him, she has long been accustomed to a person to bear, and then carry forward. I saw Murphy calmly talking to Yang Lan: "There is an opportunity now. My fans have written songs for me. They are very well written. If I don't say his name, you may find it hard to guess who he is!"
"..."
There is nothing fluctuating in Yang Wei's appearance, but my heart is crying and laughing: "I am! I still use guessing?"
However, Murphy looked at the expressionless Yang Lan, but her heart was uneasy. She had been worried about this question before: "Are you angry?"
"Ah?" Murphy asked this question without a head, and Yang Hao was paralyzed.
Murphy snorted and whispered: "You are angry!"
"What?" Yang Lan is now a head question mark, like a line pulled, a series of outgoing outside.
Murphy had some grievances in her heart. She did not show it. She just whispered: "You don't care so much! Although it is a male fan, he said that he just wants to write songs because he likes my voice! He is also the lyricist of the song "Long Time No See" that you liked by Chen Yujie, Muzi Ang!"
"Mu Zi Ang?" Yang Lan pretended to be surprised, then smiled. "He wrote songs for you, how can I care? This is a good thing!"
Yang Lan also worried that Murphy would like to think, "help" to persuade Murphy: "The song written by Muzi Ang is very good, so powerful people write songs for you, you should be happy! Your next album, you can be like Chen Yujie. Sell the level of platinum like that!"
Murphy was somewhat confused by his own thoughts and Yang Lan’s reaction.
Not right! Shouldn't Yang Yan care very much?
Murphy remembers that she told Yang Hao that she had to come back after a long time. She participated in a program and sang a song with other male singers. As a result, she sent her to play with her father on the weekend. Yang Lan was black-faced. His usual face is still fierce!
"The song he wrote to me, the lyrics may be a bit awkward!" Murphy hesitated, still said it very straight.
Murphy said so, Yang Lan had to follow her words: "How is it?"
"I sing to you, but please don't care, he said, these songs are not written for me, but for the woman he loves, just because it suits me, so I hope I can sing it. ! Murphy plays drums in the heart, first give Yang Hao a vaccination.
Yang Lan gently nodded. He was quite hopeful. He wanted to know how Murphy sang the song he prepared for her. What would be nice?
"Not a little preparedness and no trace of worry……"
In the chilly night wind, Murphy’s voice is gently raised, as if Chekhov’s nightingale:
"...When the singer whispered, screamed, and let the whole woods rang through its crisp and sweet singing voice, even the accompaniment band was too excited to forget to play, and they all held their breath. The power of nightingale reveals strength and tenderness..."
Yang Lan almost listened to his breath, his eyes fell on Murphy's face, but it seemed to have no focus, and seemed to focus on making Murphy nervous.
Finally, she sang for a while.
Murphy couldn’t help it. She asked Yang Lan: "What do you think?"
"Ah?" Yang Lan said that he had returned to God and said subconsciously. "Good, but there are a few sentences that have not been handled well."
"Well?" Murphy was also a bit confused by Yang Lan's answer.
"For example, 'From my world, there is no audio', you sing a little bit, I think the rhythm may be better. And, 'Although you and I are strangers, passers-by, but still I feel the other person's, one's eyes, one heartbeat'. Did you find that it is very rhythmic in this paragraph, you have to sing this rhythm..." Yang Lan contrasts Murphy's singing with the original singing, really There are many differences.
Although Murphy's singing voice has a more flat and sorrowful scent than the original singer, Murphy has not been polished many times in terms of details!
Murphy was eagerly aroused by Yang Lan. She took Yang Lan and let Yang Lan sing all the things she just mentioned to let her feel how it should change the rhythm.
In the end, Murphy still had to be impressed by Yang Lan’s interpretation of the original sing. She said with emotion: “You are still very talented in music! It’s a pity that your voice has problems, you haven’t opened it, nor Will correctly sound the way and breathing rhythm!"
"Start tomorrow, you have to practice with me!" Murphy said seriously, "I want to teach you to sing!"
Yang Lan himself understands his weak place. In his life, he was ruined from a small scorpion. The voice of his voice was rubbed like sandpaper, so he did not think about learning to sing. In this life, the predecessor was even less likely to learn this.
"Good is good, but in the morning, I have to teach you how to practice the sword!" Yang Lan scratched his head.
"You have to wait for her to get up. We got back early before she got up!" Murphy said. "I want to go running with you, then practice!"
Finally, I found something that two people can do together!
Wait, Murphy realized that he was running off the subject at this time!
"No, I am asking you, how do you like this song?"
"Very good! The song written by Muzi Ang is good, and you sing better!" Yang Hao praised.
"I don't mean this!" Murphy said, anxiously crippling, shouting. "Don't you think this lyric is very embarrassing? But you must not care, because Muzi said he himself, these songs are for his beloved woman. Written, so no misunderstanding! If you still don't believe it, I can give him an email to see you..."
Still have to watch? This is all written!
Yang Lan was made to laugh and laugh by this straight girl. He simply pressed both hands across Murphy’s shoulders and put her body to herself. She looked at her panicked eyes and smiled. Said: "Listen, Comrade Murphy, I tell you, I really didn't care!"
"Mu Ziang writes songs for you, I am very happy! And you sing to me, I am even more happy! I hope that you can continue to work hard and sing happy on your stage! So, use it with confidence!" He looked at Murphy gently.
"Well..." Murphy also had a man in the early sevenths, but in front of Yang Lan, it was as petite as a bird, and she was "overbearing" by Yang Lan. She couldn't help but blush.
Suddenly, it seems that once again the cold spot, the balcony is quiet. But the atmosphere has become a bit awkward...
Yang Lan forgot to let go, the near-in front of Murphy's delicate purple-white platycodon, eyes like a deer dodge, Dan lips like petals slightly open, the end is that he is inevitably dry.
My heart is already eager to move, but I am afraid to disturb the beautiful woman.
"I……"
"you……"
For a long time, the two almost simultaneously.
"You said first." Yang Lan said.
"I want to go back to sleep, so sleepy!" Murphy's voice was as silky as she was, and she all bowed her head and did not dare to look at Yang Yan's burning eyes.
"Well, I mean this too." Although Yang Lan was somewhat lost, he immediately let go of his hand and said softly, "It’s not too early, you should rest, and tomorrow you will say to get up early."
Murphy walked down the living room with a shy head, but stopped and turned her head. She looked at Yang Lan and bit her lip: "Tonight, thank you!"
I don't know what she said is thanking Yang Lan for her coat, or thank you for your understanding?
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