House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 25: Little fat guy who can sing folk songs (1/5)

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Xuewu didn't work. After Yang Yi proposed some training conditions, the little fat man retired. Where did he endure such hard training?

"No martial arts, no running, no dieting, can you practice some simple martial arts?" The fat man finally asked with no hesitation.

"No." Yang Yi shook his head.

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

However, without this level of appeal, the fat man continued to express the attributes of his tuberculosis, but the two quickly became familiar with each other.

It turns out that the little fat man named Guo Ziyi is a genius boy.

Of course, this is his pretentious, patted his chest. But at the age of sixteen, he jumped to the third year of high school, with the best results in the school, and his IQ is definitely not low!

However, Yang Yi feels that this guy is not a genius yet final judgement, the funny ratio is absolute!

A little fat man like a school bully, who feels that the challenge of the college entrance examination is too low, has changed his goal and signed up for Jiang Chuan ’s art test this month.

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

Yang Yi is undeniable, but he is very interested and would like to know how this guy made this decision, how violently his parents and his teachers were!

"My parents don't care about me, but my teachers are dying!" Guo Ziyi smiled, "But I don't want to test these two famous schools in Beijing, Qingnan and Beijing, and don't give them achievements! Okay, so many beauties ... "

"..." Yang Yi said very speechless.

Is only sixteen years old, just so stupid?

Then again, this guy took the opportunity to prepare for the exam and walked around the campus all day, otherwise, he would not run to Tingshan early in the morning to be chased and killed by the wild boar.

"You suddenly came over to take the art test, can you pass the test?" Yang Yi expressed doubt.

Guo Ziyi patted his chubby chest and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Yang, how can you question me like this? Anyway, I also started to learn vocal music from urination."

There is no justification, Yang Yi took down the guitar given to him by Grandfather on the wall and handed it to Guo Ziyi: "You perform a song that you are good at, let me listen."

"Wow, Brother Yang, do you still have such a good guitar? Brown_B eh!" Guo Ziyi was acquainted, and he exclaimed in a fuss. After taking it, he touched it with ease.

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

Guo Ziyi's expression became serious after he took the guitar. He gently swayed the guitar. After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother Yang, I will sing you a song I like very much, Cao Fang. "Southern Town". "

(PS: This song exists in reality. For the time being, it is classified into this world. Interested packages can be searched for, light jazz and slow folk songs, suitable for lazy afternoon listening.)

Yang Yi does n’t know much about the music in this world. I have been running around in the coffee shop decoration for a while, and I have no time to install a high-end audio system at home. Waiting for a chance, he wants to "taste" the music feast of this world.

The guitar string was gently pulled, and a very slow and slow prelude flowed out.

Yang Yi couldn't help closing her eyes. This melody is very simple, but it gives people a rare peace. He quickly judged that this song should be a folk song.

The same melody was repeated only a few times, and Guo Ziyi hummed gently.

"The southern town, there is no glory ..."

Yang Yi raised her eyebrows lightly. He glanced at Guo Ziyi, a little surprised. This kid is not exaggerated, he does have a good vocal foundation, but Yang Yi is more surprised by his voice!

In the past life, Yang Yi felt that in the music session, every fat man is a potential stock, such as Han Hong, Sun Nan, Liu Huan in the country, and Adele abroad. Although these people are fat, they have a unique voice and can sing. Songs with a very high Key can also span many ranges.

Guo Ziyi is obviously the same as this little fat man. Although the song he sings is not very high-key, it should be a female song. To use this rhythm, sing a slightly higher tone. Yang Yi thinks he ca n’t do it. Arrived, but Guo Ziyi sang very easily!

"Every time I come back here, I feel calm."

"The sun is blazing, people are walking slowly ..."

It's a 16-year-old boy with a clear voice and no impurities. The boys sang the same beautiful voice.

"Scattered straw hat, the flowers I planted ..." Finally, in this sentence, Guo Ziyi sang his own good singing skills.

The word "er", which transitions from "flower" to a quiet place, with a tone that changes several times, sings this lazy child most vividly.

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

"I am singing this song alone here, people just smile, oh, smile ..."

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

......

Yang Yi really closed her eyes and listened to the song quietly. The song is actually average. It is expensive because of its purity and simplicity. People who like slow-paced folk songs will like it very much, but there will be few people in the market. It's not easy to get on fire.

However, Guo Ziyi sings well. Whether it is voice or singing skills, Yang Yi thinks that it is much stronger than some of the singers in the previous world who are indiscriminate!

However, after putting down the guitar, the essence of this tease was revealed again, and he looked forward expectantly: "Hey, Brother Yang, how do you think I sing?"

Look at that expression, which is almost the same as Xi Xi who eagerly wants to be praised by her father.

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

"Ah?" Guo Ziyi was surprised. He scratched his head and said, "But I went to the Performing Arts Department exam!"

"..."

Yang Yi couldn't help this time, took off her slippers and smashed it over: "You test Performing Arts Department, what do you tell me to learn vocal music?"

Guo Ziyi fiddled with his head: "The Performing Arts Department's art test also needs to be special. If I do, I will do it, it's boring! Ah, ah, I'm wrong, Brother Yang don't fight ..."

This funny ratio, even the funny ratio, is as thick as the city wall.

He had been mixing with Yang Yi for a day, and Yang Yi was fed with two meals, but he was cheeky and offered to come and stay: "Brother Yang, you see your house is so big, so luxurious, empty and empty. Would you like me to return my hotel and come to stay with you? "

When Yang Yi's cold eyes looked over, he quickly made a block, fearing that Yang Yi couldn't help but beat him.

"I lived for a few days. After I finished the art test, I still have to go back to school. I paid for the rent, and gave a lot of rent." Guo Ziyi smiled flatly.

This guy! Yang Yi actually knows that Guo Ziyi's family is not ordinary. It can be seen that the clothes he wears and the watches he wears are not high-end products that ordinary families can afford. And when Guo Ziyi was holding the guitar, he was surprised, but he didn't care too much. This shows that he has used it, even better!

Guo Ziyi wanted to come to rub the rice, Yang Yi refused at heart!

But he suddenly remembered the decoration work under him, and he seems to be missing a helper?

"You come to live for a few days, but it's not impossible." Yang Yi glanced at Guo Ziyi with a bad intention, and said, "I don't charge your rent, but you have to do me a favor ..."

Guo Ziyi was overjoyed, patting his chest and agreed: "No problem, Brother Yang, my Guo Ziyi's more than a hundred pounds of meat, let you send it!"

Oh, I hope you can still laugh tomorrow!