Low Key Star

  Chapter 87【087】Complete accompaniment

  After dinner, it was already past nine in the evening. After singing a few songs, it was almost eleven o'clock. Lin still received a call from his mother, saying that the driver had arrived downstairs at the KTV, so she sang a song and said goodbye.

  She had never performed on stage in school, so it was the first time for most people in the class to hear her sing.

  The name of the song is "Bad Guy".

   I really want you to know

  I want to grow old with you

  I love to see the corners of your naughty mouth

  Thinking of you thinking of falling asleep

   Still smiling sweetly

  …

  Zhang Yang originally thought that Lin would still look at her secretly, but she just sat there and sang quietly from the beginning to the end. The huge box was also quiet, and there were faint voices from other boxes, which were automatically filtered by everyone.

   "Congratulations to the host for getting the song "The Most Romantic Thing"."

   "You really know how to pick your time, and this song is too old, right?"

   "It's fine as long as it suits you. If you don't like it, you can adapt it, if you have the ability."

   "..."

   Zhang Yang didn't bother to pay attention to her, and continued to listen to the song, but Luoshen continued to join in the fun: "Lin Yiran's voice is very suitable for singing with you."

This is not the first time for Zhang Yang to hear Lin Yiran sing, but he only thought it was nice before, but he didn't think it was any different from other people's singing. After a year of hard work, he could clearly perceive her voice now. How rare is that softness and etherealness.

  Lin still sang the song, bid farewell to the applause and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang received the signal, waved to Zhou Fan, and left too.

Just in time for the elevator, Zhang Yang came downstairs, looked around the lobby, but saw no one, so he went out, and found that there was a drizzle at some point in the night, and in the dim light, he happened to see Lin Still the black Tuanlong car

  —turned a corner, merged into street traffic, and disappeared from his view.

   Zhang Yang stood there stunned, and Luoshen's "hahahahaha" laughter came from his mind again, as if he had endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back, it turned into a "hahahahahaha" laugh.

   Zhang Yang was standing there, thinking about it, seriously suspecting that he had been a little over the top in the past few days. His phone rang twice, and Lin Yiran sent a message: "Are you going home?"

   Zhang Yang: "Well, my mother just called to remind me."

  Lin Yiran: "It's raining, it seems that it's not easy to take a taxi, right?"

   Zhang Yang: "Yeah, I'm having a headache [poor Xi]"

  Lin Yiran: "Then how about I ask Uncle Yuan to turn around?"

  Zhang Yang: "Lin Yiran, you are simply an angel sent by God!"

  Lin Yiran: "Not sincere [arrogant]"

   Zhang Yang: "How did you see me?"

  Lin Yiran: "Uncle Yuan saw it."

   Zhang Yang: "So powerful?"

  Lin Yiran: "Of course, he used to be a soldier."

   Zhang Yang chatted with her, and soon saw the black tuanlong car driving back from the other end, trotted over, got on the car and sat down with ease, Lin Yiran asked, "Aren't you going back with Zhou Fan?"

   "Didn't you go back with Liu Chan?"

   "She wants to stay and play, but I can't tie her back."

   "Coincidentally, Zhou Fan also wants to show off his singing voice."

   "Tch."

   "When are you recording?"

   "It seems to be the 15th, but I have to go to the rehearsal in advance, anyway, I'm in Qingcheng, so I don't need to run around. Aren't you going out to play?"

  …

  When Zhang Yang chased her out, he didn't think about "Lin still hinted at what he was going out to do", or what he wanted to say to her, and he just talked in general along the way.

  It was raining harder outside and there was an umbrella in the car. Lin Yiran wanted Zhang Yang to take it first, but Zhang Yang asked and found out that there was only one umbrella, so naturally he would not take it.

  Lin still didn't make things difficult for Yuan Tong. The car stopped downstairs at Zhang Yang's house. Yuan Tong took Zhang Yang into the building with an umbrella, and then returned to drive her home.

   When Zhang Yang came home, his parents and sister were watching TV. Zhang Shouyi asked, "Is it raining outside?"

   "Well, it's pretty big."

   "Then why did you come back? I said to pick you up, but your mother insisted on letting me go."

   "Come back by taxi."

  Fang Qianxue looked at her son's hair and shoes, and said with a smile, "Did the car go downstairs?"

   "Of course, otherwise I can run back?"

  Zhang Shouyi said: "You can call, I will pick you up at the door."

  Fang Qianxue said: "No, it will be delivered to the door. Didn't you see that he doesn't even have a little water all over his body?"

  Zhang smiled badly and said, "Brother, which taxi did you take? The service is so good, I will call them next time I take a taxi."

   "Didi."

  Zhang Yang turned and entered the study, Zhang Wei asked from behind: "What Didi?"

  Zhang Yang turned on the computer and continued dictating "Sculpture of the Gods". After a while, Lin still sent a message: "I'm home."

   Zhang Yang: "Well, I'm home too."

  Lin Yiran: "[White Eyes]"

   Zhang Yang: "I forgot to tell you, happy graduation."

  Lin Yiran: "Let's have fun together."

   Zhang Yang: "Okay, you have a good rest, I will continue to code."

  Lin Yiran: "Where did you write?"

   Zhang Yang: "You don't know?"

  Lin Yiran: "[Doubt""

   Zhang Yang: "Didn't you read the manuscript in advance?"

  Lin Yiran: "My dad said that you don't have to force it, just see where it is... But I really want to watch it in advance this time."

   Zhang Yang: "Since this is the case, then what are you asking?"

  In Qinglong Mountain Villa, Lin was still lying on the bed, looking at the message sent by the mobile phone, opened a pair of bright eyes, ground his teeth, and typed angrily: "Okay, then you can continue to code."

   Zhang Yang: "I'll give you a set in advance when it's published, so you can watch the ending sooner."

  Lin Yiran finally showed a sweet smile on his face again, typing clearly: "Okay."

  She put down her phone and went to take a shower.

  Zhang Yang put down his phone and continued coding.

  The next morning, Zhang Yang received a call from the previous election girl, asking him to go to the rehearsal on the 12th, which is the day after tomorrow.

  Because of the "hotness" of "You at the Same Table" in reality and on the Internet, Zhang Yang is actually quite confident about his talent, but he lacks stage experience after all, so naturally he dare not underestimate the rehearsal.

After the college entrance examination, the middle school resumed normal classes. On the 10th and 11th, Zhang Yang was at home alone, making serious preparations. After breakfast on the 12th, Zhang Wei and Fang Qianxue left first. Zhang Shou had no class in the morning. When Zhang Yang went out, he was still asking, "Shall I go with you?"

Zhang Yang turned to the subway and walked. When he came to the recording site, it was not yet nine o'clock. He didn't see anyone in the backstage lounge. He wanted to wait, but he heard singing in the recording hall. He followed the reputation and saw In the empty recording hall, besides the staff, there were quite a few contestants watching from the audience, so they walked over.

   A staff member verified his identity and let him pass directly.

  About a dozen contestants, all eyes were on the sweet girl singing on the stage. Zhang Yang's arrival didn't attract anyone's attention. A few people glanced at him and quickly looked away.

  The **** stage looked about the same age as Zhang Yang, wearing a white dress, pure and pleasant, with a sweet voice.

Zhang Yang didn't care at first, but after looking at it for a while, he realized that the girl was actually very beautiful, but he just looked at Lin Yiran all day long, and saw that the beauty was far less astonishing than before. One of the joys of life.

   Sure enough, the beauty is a disaster, and the ancients are not deceived!

   As he thought so, when the **** the stage finished singing, he heard someone shouting, "Zhang Yang? Is Zhang Yang here?"

"I am here."

  Zhang Yang raised his hand immediately, and saw a fat girl with a work card walking into the passage, followed the reputation, waved to him, and said, "Come with me—take the guitar."

Kylin TV Station is in the capital. It is a rented studio for recording. The space is not big. Zhang Yang followed the election and turned a corner, and soon came to a room. She knocked on the door, then opened it, and said inside: "Xia Director, Zhang Yang is here."

   Then he turned his head and motioned for Zhang Yang to go in.

Zhang Yang thought it was "Lin Yiran's mother's friend" whom he had met once the other day, but when he walked in, he saw two men and two women sitting around the coffee table. When Zhang Yang came in, the man who was sitting casually waved his hand, He signaled the other three to go out, and then gestured for Zhang Yang to sit down.

   "Hello Director Xia."

Zhang Yang greeted him according to the address he just heard, sat down with a guitar, and the other party poured him tea, and said, "Let me introduce myself, my surname is Xia, and my single name is the word Hai. I am currently the music director of "Sound Super League" .I want to confirm that the lyrics and music of the song "Sunny Day" are all original by you?"

   Zhang Yang sipped half a cup of tea, then put it down, nodded and said, "Yes."

   ""You at the same table" is also original?"

"Yes."

   "Did you bring the score of "Sunny Day"?"

Zhang Yang took out the handwritten composition that he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket, unfolded it and handed it over. When he made the first movement, Xia Hai had already pulled out a few tissues, wiped his hands, and then shook Take it with both hands.

Zhang Yang carefully observed Director Xia's expression, and saw that he raised his eyebrows first, and looked a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect him to take out such a complete score, and then he looked at it with a focused expression and sometimes thoughtful. look.

  Zhang Yang did not copy the complete score, mainly for the orchestration, he only wrote the acoustic guitar, electric guitar, organ, drum kit and bass.

  Xia Hai held the sheet music in one hand and put the other on his lap. From time to time, he tapped the melody a few times, and hummed "Drip~Drip~Drip~Drip~" or "Um~Uh~Um~Uh~".

Nearly half an hour later, Zhang Yang was sitting until his **** was numb, and he was secretly complaining to Luoshen, when Xia Hai slapped his thigh and stood up, with an excited expression, full of great surprise and expectation, and said: "Go! Go try it!" How about your singing with the full accompaniment!"

  (end of this chapter)