House Dad’s Literary Life

The news published by Murphy on the micro-cast is not a fool of fans, just happened to meet the preparations for the signing ceremony. Yang Lan took some time to record the songs in the studio of Huaying Brothers.

In fact, you should also hang the signboard of "Philadelphia's Studio", but now Murphy's contract is not over yet. In order to avoid trouble, this studio has not officially registered.

However, the song began to be recorded on Tuesday, which caused some controversy.

"Yang Yang, is the prelude to this song too simple? Not to mention the integration of human voices. In front of this kind of tempo, does it sound misunderstood that it is a slap in the face, too frivolous?" Jin Yingming, he frowned and said.

However, this time Yang Lan’s arrangement style changed again, and Jin Yingming became happy and worried. He was delighted that Yang Lan boldly made changes. For musicians, to appreciate Yang’s new arrangement style is not only A very enjoyable thing, you can also get new inspiration.

But playing music is one thing, selling music is one thing!

Jin Yingming is very worried about the market's ability to accept. It is too maverick to arrange music, and it is rejected by the market.

"Mr. Jin, I feel very good. Simply use a sand hammer and directly hit the finger. Just like the beat-box, use the human voice to complete the transition of the prelude." Murphy sat next to Yang Lan and offered different opinions. "Since it is this song for fans, we have to do something special and boldly incorporate fresh elements."

Murphy couldn’t stay at home and came to the company with Yang Lan. In the early stages of pregnancy that requires peace of mind, Murphy does not allow Murphy to record her own songs because her state of recording songs is too much investment, and it is easy to immerse herself in forgetting to rest. But there is still no problem with Yang Lan’s recording of the song. Murphy is just watching it and giving occasional advice.

Yang Lan has stolen that his love for music is a fever level, but compared with Murphy, Yang Lan is really a bit self-satisfied. After arriving at the studio, Murphy renewed his mental state and volunteered to help Yang Lan make a chorus.

However, the opinions of Murphy and Kim Young-ming did appear to be in conflict. Murphy’s consideration stayed at the level of “playing music”, and Jin Yingming was very rational because he had experienced too many failures. He was professional in music and accepted in the market. Looking for balance.

Yang Yan milled the advice of Jin Yingming and Murphy for a while, but still a little bit unsuccessful. But watching them fight for it, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, Laojin, you can go back and try the new arranger. Today we will follow the record of Murphy and see the effect again. Waiting for your out, we Let's do a comparison."

If you change other producers, you may not be able to do anything, but Jin Yingming’s character is not strong. Instead, he feels that Yang Lan, as the boss, respects his opinions and nods his face with gratitude.

"Yang Yang, you are not telling me at home, can you make an audio version of the arrangement?" Murphy said with great vibrancy.

"That is more frivolous, I don't like it." Yang Lan shook his head.

"It doesn't matter! You can make it, let us listen, and maybe give Mr. Jin a special inspiration," Murphy said.

Yang Lan looked at Jin Yingming, and Jin Yingming also showed a strong expression of affection. He smiled and nodded.

The discussion on music always makes people forget the time. If Yang Lan set the alarm clock to pick up the home, they might have to talk about it in the middle of the night.

In the evening, Yang Lan and Murphy took the shackles, but did not return directly to the villa, but returned to the coffee shop, today is Ding Xiang's birthday!

To Ding Xiang’s birthday, Yang Huan and Guo Ziyi planned for a long time, but before that, they did not show a little strangeness in front of Ding Xiang, including Yang Hao, they also helped to keep secrets, and did not miss a little wind.

Therefore, in the evening, Yang Lan’s family returned to the coffee shop. Ding Xiang was a little surprised. He thought that Yang Hao had something to fall on the upstairs, rubbing his hands and taking out the keys to come and help.

"Ding Xiang, come over." Murphy smiled, took over the thin and thin Ding Xiang, took her to the front of the bar, let her face the bar, back to everyone, and then said, "Can you trouble? You close your eyes first?"

Ding Xiang was confused, but still did what Murphy said. She was a little hunch and felt that something was going to happen.

She didn't see it. After Murphy confirmed that she closed her eyes, she made an ok to the side of Yang Huan.

Yang Huan ran to the door and gestured to let Guo Zi, who was hiding outside, come in. Guo Ziyi held a big box in his hand. Yang Lan also helped in the past, hurriedly unpacking the box and taking out the cake inside.

Lin Muan and his girlfriend helped to unpack the candles in the bag and gave them to Yang Lan and Guo Ziyi. Five people put the candles on the cake.

"Can you?" Ding Xiang asked in confusion.

"Let's wait!" Murphy turned his head and said, "You can't open your eyes!"

"Well..." Ding Xiang felt very strange, but she was still motionless.

Kneeling on the side, licking the table, licking her lips and looking at the big cake, but she knows what Dad is doing, no snoring. Moreover, the little girl heard the lighter pressing the lighter, and shrank her head, and raised a small finger, and snorted at the other side.

It seems that she is still more nervous!

Finally, the cake layout was completed, and the forest curtain walked back to the piano and sat down, ready.

Yang Huan took a good paper card crown and put it on Ding Xiang’s head. Murphy smiled and helped Ding Xiang turn over. After turning off the lights, he said, “Okay, Ding Xiang, you can open your eyes!"

Ding Xiang opened his eyes and saw only a big cake in front, the candlelight flashed on it, and Yang Lan and Guo Ziyi behind them smiled.

At the same time, Lin Bian's birthday song melody sounded, which was the last year Yang Lan played on his birthday.

"One, two, three sings!" Yang Hao commanded.

The little man was covered in the shadow, but her crisp voice came out: "Happy birthday to you..."

The little girl sang four sentences, that is, one paragraph, and then all of them sang a birthday song together to Ding Xiangqi.

Under the candlelight, Ding Xiang was still a surprised expression, but the crystal clear tears flashed in her eyes. This girl does not like to cry, only when she is moved to the depths, is it so emotional.

"Ding Xiang (sister/sister/sister)" Finally, under various different titles, everyone laughed and said in unison, "Happy birthday to you!"

Ding Xiang has some whimpers: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, I don't remember my birthday today, thank you for remembering... this, so expensive, hey, I don't know what to say..."

She has never had a birthday. She used to have a hard time. Every day, she needs to run around and be tired. For Ding Xiang, birthday is just a number to fill out when registering.

She did not expect that she could have a birthday this year, so many friends secretly prepared so many surprises for her.

Ding Xiang was moved to not know what words to express his feelings.

"This credit is still counted on Huanhuan and Xiao Guo, they remind us." Murphy said with a smile.

Yang Huan was not greedy. She waved her hand and smiled and said: "Not me, Xiao Guo told me, I still don't know what he knows! I feel so guilty!"

Guo Ziyi called Qu Dao: "What is the heart of the speculation, I have a good memory. I have seen the ID card of Ding Xiangjie before, I remember!"

"I still want to thank you." Ding Xiang said quickly.

"Don't say so much! Hurry and make a wish, then blow the candle! Birthday, you should be happy, come, Ding Xiangjie, laugh a sly!" Guo Ziyi said with a smile.

Everyone laughed happily, and Ding Xiang also wiped his tears and smiled embarrassedly.

Wishing before the candle, Ding Xiang did not know how to gesture, closed his eyes and thought sincerely: "I'm sorry, please forgive my greed, I have three wishes, the first one I hope every good friend is healthy. The second one, I hope my grandmother can get rid of the pain, health and longevity."

"The third..." Ding Xiangton paused. "I hope that the younger siblings in the stockade can study hard and have a good future. The teachers who have wages in the school should stop leaving the children!"

Xu finished his wish, Ding Xiang blows out twenty candles.

The lamp lit up again, and Ding Xiang, who was standing in front of the cake, smiled shyly and his eyes were red.