House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 854: Today is 0 Que Song (Three/Three)

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“If you don’t think these songs are good, let’s change another batch? Let’s sing more lighthearted, how about it?”

Murphy was beside the crib, bent down, tidied up Xiao Jiao’s clothes, and was about to carry him out for a walk, when Yang Yi leaned on the wall on one side and asked softly.

“Don’t…” Murphy rolled her eyes, “The song is good, why not?”

“Didn’t you say they were too cruel?”

“It’s abusive! These songs are so sad!”

Yang Yi smiled and said, “Since you don’t like it, why do you force yourself to sing these songs? It’s not like I can’t come up with other songs for you!”

Murphy innocently winked at Yang Yi and said, “Who told you that I don’t like these songs?”

“Do you like it?” Yang Yi was a little confused.

“Yes, I heard you play the saxophone just now, the melody is so beautiful! How could I not like such a good song!” Murphy hugged the little one out, and the little guy grabbed his mother’s shirt with one hand , but he was very attentive and reached out to his father with the other hand.

“Baba!” Xiao Jiao shook his little hand, it seems that at this moment, he is more interested in the father who teased him just now.

Yang Yi took over Xiao Jiao, but he continued to ask Murphy in confusion: “But, you just said it was abusive!”

“It’s one thing to abuse your heart, and it’s another thing to like it. Although it makes me sad to see these lyrics, I can’t help but like them. These songs should be very interesting to sing!” Murphy eats He laughed and saw Yang Yi’s stupid look, and said, “Oh, you don’t understand women, the more abusive women are, the more they like them!”

Isn’t it? In those years, who watched those bitter dramas of neighboring countries with snot and tears, but liked it so much?

Woman…

Yang Yi was a little speechless: “Okay, if you like it, I’m also worried that you don’t like this type, because I plan to create a sad special for you.”

“Okay! However, you teach me to sing these three songs first, and I just listened to a song from “The Most Familiar Stranger.” Yang Yi said.

Yang Yi smiled and said, “Okay, which one do you listen to first?”

“Let’s do it! The lyrics of “Qianqianque Song” are also very sad, but compared to the others, they are slightly lighter and less straightforward. Let’s go from shallow to deep, and take your time.” Murphy’s eyes wandered, murmured.

“This song is more interesting, the female voice has a female voice, and the male voice has a male voice.” Yang Yi recalled several versions he had heard in his previous life, pondered for a while, and said, “I’ll sing you a male voice. Well, we’ll look into the female voice. But for the male version, I’ll have to play the drums.”

For the male version, Yang Yi will of course imitate Leslie Cheung’s singing.

“Then I’ll hold your son for you.” Murphy became interested and hugged Xiao Jiao.

“Hey, Baba!” The little guy doesn’t want to, he hasn’t started playing with his dad yet! When he got to his mother’s arms, he pouted again and started making trouble.

Fortunately, Yang Yi sat in front of the drum set, banging dong dong bang, and then played a set of tricks of turning the stick with his fingertips, which suddenly attracted Xiao Jiao’s attention.

The little guy forgot his opinion about his mother just now. He opened his big round eyes and looked at his father with a look of surprise. He seemed to be shocked by his father’s great performance, and he seemed to be using his Little head, trying to figure out what Daddy is doing!

Yang Yi teased his son, then he came down seriously and began to sing the first few lines: “Looking back slowly, the night that once belonged to each other. Honghong is still you, give me the sun in my heart…”

It’s actually a Cantonese song!

Murphy had thought that the sentence structure of these lyrics was a bit special, but she didn’t study language so deeply that she couldn’t tell at a glance which language’s word order was.

However, classics are classics after all. Yang Yi only sang the first few lines a cappella, and Murphy was attracted by the rhythm and charm of the singing. Forgot to sit down.

The reason why Leslie Cheung’s singing can impress countless people is actually not the main reason for his singing skills – even if his singing skills are top-notch, the key is to be able to control his voice with affection, which many imitators cannot do!

Using the voice with affection means to impart a strong emotion into the voice. With the addition of singing skills, he can easily express his talents and express his sincere emotions easily. Such songs can naturally impress the audience!

Yang Yi has not been able to achieve Leslie Cheung’s level for the time being, but with his wide vocal range, solid singing skills, and hard-working imitation, Yang Yi can sing a bit like a brother!

“It’s a pity that I’m going to be on each side, so I have to stare deeply at this moment…”

Like this sentence, the gentle pause between “this moment” and “staring”, and the emotional changes, Murphy listened with an obsessed expression on the side.

At this time, Yang Yi played the drum, as if using the rapid drum sound of the drum to introduce the chorus of the climax/tide part.

“In the future, there will be thousands of **** songs, floating on my way in the distance, and there will be thousands of evening stars in the future, brighter than the moon tonight…”

Yang Yi sang affectionately while beating the drum according to the rhythm.

Only he, with his strong breath and extraordinary physical coordination, can sing without being affected while playing the drums.

But Murphy won’t think about these meaningless things. She looked at Yang Yi with blurred eyes, and was almost intoxicated by Yang Yi’s melodious singing at the moment!

Yang Yi is also staring at her affectionately, humming with that very seductive singing voice: “It’s not as beautiful as this night, and I can’t clear what I’m thinking tonight, aha… because of you Sing with me tonight!”

Murphy bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushing slightly.

No one is willing to sing only half of this song. Even though it was just a demonstration, Yang Yi sang the whole song. In the end, he hummed the final ending with the steady and increasingly vigorous drumbeat.

“How’s it going? Isn’t this song good?” Yang Yi said to Murphy with a smile, still unfinished.

Murphy gave him a hygienic eye and pretended to snort unhappily.

“What are you doing?” Yang Yi asked with a smile.

“You’re so bad!” Murphy said angrily ~IndoMTL.com~ I can’t ask for such a good song, and you actually bewitched me just now, saying that you can change it to another song! “

“Hey, hey, why is it called bewitching? You used to be taught Chinese by a physical education teacher?” Yang Yi laughed, he knew that Murphy was joking with him! The sometimes noisy and noisy couple is also a manifestation of the interest in life. ..

“It’s just bewitching! Your language is taught by a physical education teacher!”

While the two of them were bickering, Xiaojiao became very interested in the drum kit that his father was playing just now. He screamed and finally attracted his father’s attention.

“What, do you want to play?” Yang Yi jokingly handed a drumstick to the little guy.

The drumsticks are not heavy, so Xiao Xiaozhu can hold them. Moreover, his ability to imitate was beyond the expectations of his parents. When Murphy held him next to the drum, the little guy excitedly waved his arms and hit the cymbal “clangingly”.

“Hee hee, hee hee!” The little guy was having a good time, he turned his head to look at his father, grinned, and seemed to say, “Look at my father, I will knock too!”

       

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