Chapter 23
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It's impossible to learn martial arts. After Yang Yi put forward some training conditions, the little fat man gave up. How could he bear such a hard training?
"Can you practice some simple martial arts without horse riding, running and dieting?" The little fat man finally asked.
"No Yang Yi shakes her head.
"OK..." The little fat man bowed his head in dismay.
However, without this layer of appeal, the little fat man continued to show the attributes of his speech tuberculosis, and the two quickly got acquainted.
It turned out that Guo Ziyi, a little fat man, was a gifted teenager.
Of course, it's something he thinks he's proud of. But at the age of 16, I jumped to the third grade of senior high school, and I.Q. was not low!
However, Yang Yi thinks that this guy is not a genius yet, and the final conclusion is not reached yet. Chubi is absolute!
A little fat man like Xueba felt that the challenge of the college entrance examination was too low. He changed his goal and signed up for Jiang Chuan's art examination this month.
"I want to be a big star!" Guo Ziyi said childishly.
Yang Yi can't deny it, but he is very interested in it. He wants to know how his parents and his teachers are furious when he makes this decision!
"My parents don't care about me, but my teachers are dying in a hurry!" Guo Ziyi said with a smile, "but I don't want to be admitted to the two famous schools in Beijing and Qingnan, and I will not create achievements for them! How good Jiang Chuan is, how many beautiful women... "
“……” Yang Yi said she was speechless.
It's only 16 years old. Are you ready to move?
Then again, this guy is taking advantage of the opportunity to prepare for the exam and stroll around the campus all day. Otherwise, he would not run to Ting mountain early in the morning to play and be chased by wild boars.
"Do you come here all of a sudden to take the art exam, can you pass it?" Yang Yi expressed doubts.
Guo Ziyi patted his chubby chest and said discontentedly, "brother Yang, how can you question me like this? Anyway, I started to learn vocal music from my childhood
Without saying anything, Yang Yi took down the guitar given to him by the old man on the wall and handed it to Guo Ziyi: "you perform a song that you are good at. Let me listen to it."
"Wow, brother Yang, do you still have such a good guitar? Brown_ B ah Guo Ziyi is a good judge of goods. He exclaimed in a fuss. After taking it over, he couldn't help touching it.
Yang Yi did not explain, just raised her hand and let Guo Ziyi start his performance.
After taking the guitar, Guo Ziyi's expression became serious. He gently hooked the guitar, thought for a moment, and then said, "brother Yang, I'll sing you a song I like very much, Cao Fang's" Southern town. "
(PS: this song exists in reality. For the time being, it can be classified into this world. If you are interested, you can go and listen to it. Light jazz and slow ballads are suitable for listening to lazy afternoon.)
Yang Yi doesn't know much about the world's music. A while ago, she has been working on the decoration of coffee shops. She has no time to install a set of high-end stereo at home. When he has a chance, he will have a good taste of the world's music feast.
The strings of the guitar are gently buckled and a series of slow, slow preludes flow out.
Yang Yi can't help but close her eyes. The melody is very simple, but it gives people a rare peace of mind. He quickly decided that the song should be a folk song.
The same melody was repeated a few times, and Guo Ziyi hummed softly.
"The southern town is not glorious..."
Yang Yi eyebrows gently pick, he looked at Guo Ziyi, a little surprised. The boy didn't exaggerate. He did have a good vocal background, but Yang Yi was more surprised by his voice!
In her previous life, Yang Yi thought that every fat person in the music industry was a potential stock, such as Han Hong, Sun Nan, Liu Huan in China, and Adele in foreign countries. Although these people were fat, they had a unique voice. They could sing high key songs, and they could also span many sound domains.
Guo Ziyi, a little fat man, is obviously the same. Although the song he sings is not very high, it should be a female song. To sing a slightly higher tone with this rhythm, Yang Yi admits that she can't do it, but Guo Ziyi sings very easily!
"Every time I come back here, I feel calm."
"The sun is blazing and people are walking slowly..."
Worthy of being a 16-year-old boy, the voice is clear, no impurities, boys sing the same beautiful voice.
"The scattered straw hat, the flowers I planted..." Finally, in this sentence, Guo Ziyi sang his own excellent singing skills.
A "Er" character, from the "flower" there secluded transition, a few degrees of change in the tone, the languid force will sing incisively and vividly.
"Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake"
"I sing this song alone here, and people just smile, oh, smile..."
"I'm here alone singing this song, you won't know, oh, yes..."
……Yang Yi really closed her eyes and quietly listened to the song. The song is in general. Its purity and simplicity are the most important factors. People who like slow-paced folk songs will like it very much, but there will be few of them. It is not easy to get popular in the market.
However, Guo Ziyi is good at singing. In terms of voice and singing skills, Yang Yi thinks that she is much better than some other poor singers in the domestic music circle in previous generations!
However, after putting down the guitar, the essence of chuobi was revealed. He asked expectantly, "Hey, brother Yang, what do you think of my singing?"
Look at that expression, and eager to get Dad praise Xi Xi almost.
"Well, you should have no problem taking the music test." Yang Yi said lightly.
"Ah?" Guo Ziyi was very surprised. He scratched his head and said, "but I'm going to test for the Department of performing arts."
“……”
Yang Yi can't help but take off her slippers and smash it in the past: "you're going to take the acting department. What do you tell me to learn vocal music?"
Guo Ziyi scurried: "the art examination of the performance department also needs to test the specialty. If I take the exam, I will, how boring! Ah, ah, I'm wrong. Brother Yang, stop calling... "
This Chubi, chubibi is even better. It's as thick as the city wall.
After spending a day with Yang Yi, he was fed two meals by Yang Yi. He even had the cheek to ask for a lodging: "brother Yang, you see your house is so big and luxurious, and it's empty. Otherwise, I'll return my hotel and come to live with you?"
In Yang Yi's cold eyes to see over, he quickly do block, afraid of Yang Yi and can't help beating him.
"I'll stay for a few days, and I'll go back to school after the arts exam. I give rent. I give a lot of rent. " Guo Ziyi said with a flattering smile.
This guy! In fact, Yang Yi knows that Guo Ziyi's family is not ordinary. It can be seen that the clothes and watches he wears are not high-end products that ordinary families can afford. And when Guo Ziyi was holding that guitar, although he was very surprised, he didn't show much concern, which shows that he used it, even better!
Guo Zi wants to come over to rub rice, Yang Yi's heart is refused!
But he suddenly thought of his own decoration work below, as if there is still a helper?
"It's not impossible for you to come and live for a few days." Yang Yi gave Guo Ziyi a bad look and said, "I don't charge you rent, but you have to do me a favor..."
Guo Ziyi was overjoyed, patted his chest and agreed: "no problem, brother Yang, I'm Guo Ziyi. I'm going to send you more than 100 catties of meat!"
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It's impossible to learn martial arts. After Yang Yi put forward some training conditions, the little fat man gave up. How could he bear such a hard training?
"Can you practice some simple martial arts without horse riding, running and dieting?" The little fat man finally asked.
"No Yang Yi shakes her head.
"OK..." The little fat man bowed his head in dismay.
However, without this layer of appeal, the little fat man continued to show the attributes of his speech tuberculosis, and the two quickly got acquainted.
It turned out that Guo Ziyi, a little fat man, was a gifted teenager.
Of course, it's something he thinks he's proud of. But at the age of 16, I jumped to the third grade of senior high school, and I.Q. was not low!
However, Yang Yi thinks that this guy is not a genius yet, and the final conclusion is not reached yet. Chubi is absolute!
A little fat man like Xueba felt that the challenge of the college entrance examination was too low. He changed his goal and signed up for Jiang Chuan's art examination this month.
"I want to be a big star!" Guo Ziyi said childishly.
Yang Yi can't deny it, but he is very interested in it. He wants to know how his parents and his teachers are furious when he makes this decision!
"My parents don't care about me, but my teachers are dying in a hurry!" Guo Ziyi said with a smile, "but I don't want to be admitted to the two famous schools in Beijing and Qingnan, and I will not create achievements for them! How good Jiang Chuan is, how many beautiful women... "
“……” Yang Yi said she was speechless.
It's only 16 years old. Are you ready to move?
Then again, this guy is taking advantage of the opportunity to prepare for the exam and stroll around the campus all day. Otherwise, he would not run to Ting mountain early in the morning to play and be chased by wild boars.
"Do you come here all of a sudden to take the art exam, can you pass it?" Yang Yi expressed doubts.
Guo Ziyi patted his chubby chest and said discontentedly, "brother Yang, how can you question me like this? Anyway, I started to learn vocal music from my childhood
Without saying anything, Yang Yi took down the guitar given to him by the old man on the wall and handed it to Guo Ziyi: "you perform a song that you are good at. Let me listen to it."
"Wow, brother Yang, do you still have such a good guitar? Brown_ B ah Guo Ziyi is a good judge of goods. He exclaimed in a fuss. After taking it over, he couldn't help touching it.
Yang Yi did not explain, just raised her hand and let Guo Ziyi start his performance.
After taking the guitar, Guo Ziyi's expression became serious. He gently hooked the guitar, thought for a moment, and then said, "brother Yang, I'll sing you a song I like very much, Cao Fang's" Southern town. "
(PS: this song exists in reality. For the time being, it can be classified into this world. If you are interested, you can go and listen to it. Light jazz and slow ballads are suitable for listening to lazy afternoon.)
Yang Yi doesn't know much about the world's music. A while ago, she has been working on the decoration of coffee shops. She has no time to install a set of high-end stereo at home. When he has a chance, he will have a good taste of the world's music feast.
The strings of the guitar are gently buckled and a series of slow, slow preludes flow out.
Yang Yi can't help but close her eyes. The melody is very simple, but it gives people a rare peace of mind. He quickly decided that the song should be a folk song.
The same melody was repeated a few times, and Guo Ziyi hummed softly.
"The southern town is not glorious..."
Yang Yi eyebrows gently pick, he looked at Guo Ziyi, a little surprised. The boy didn't exaggerate. He did have a good vocal background, but Yang Yi was more surprised by his voice!
In her previous life, Yang Yi thought that every fat person in the music industry was a potential stock, such as Han Hong, Sun Nan, Liu Huan in China, and Adele in foreign countries. Although these people were fat, they had a unique voice. They could sing high key songs, and they could also span many sound domains.
Guo Ziyi, a little fat man, is obviously the same. Although the song he sings is not very high, it should be a female song. To sing a slightly higher tone with this rhythm, Yang Yi admits that she can't do it, but Guo Ziyi sings very easily!
"Every time I come back here, I feel calm."
"The sun is blazing and people are walking slowly..."
Worthy of being a 16-year-old boy, the voice is clear, no impurities, boys sing the same beautiful voice.
"The scattered straw hat, the flowers I planted..." Finally, in this sentence, Guo Ziyi sang his own excellent singing skills.
A "Er" character, from the "flower" there secluded transition, a few degrees of change in the tone, the languid force will sing incisively and vividly.
"Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake"
"I sing this song alone here, and people just smile, oh, smile..."
"I'm here alone singing this song, you won't know, oh, yes..."
……Yang Yi really closed her eyes and quietly listened to the song. The song is in general. Its purity and simplicity are the most important factors. People who like slow-paced folk songs will like it very much, but there will be few of them. It is not easy to get popular in the market.
However, Guo Ziyi is good at singing. In terms of voice and singing skills, Yang Yi thinks that she is much better than some other poor singers in the domestic music circle in previous generations!
However, after putting down the guitar, the essence of chuobi was revealed. He asked expectantly, "Hey, brother Yang, what do you think of my singing?"
Look at that expression, and eager to get Dad praise Xi Xi almost.
"Well, you should have no problem taking the music test." Yang Yi said lightly.
"Ah?" Guo Ziyi was very surprised. He scratched his head and said, "but I'm going to test for the Department of performing arts."
“……”
Yang Yi can't help but take off her slippers and smash it in the past: "you're going to take the acting department. What do you tell me to learn vocal music?"
Guo Ziyi scurried: "the art examination of the performance department also needs to test the specialty. If I take the exam, I will, how boring! Ah, ah, I'm wrong. Brother Yang, stop calling... "
This Chubi, chubibi is even better. It's as thick as the city wall.
After spending a day with Yang Yi, he was fed two meals by Yang Yi. He even had the cheek to ask for a lodging: "brother Yang, you see your house is so big and luxurious, and it's empty. Otherwise, I'll return my hotel and come to live with you?"
In Yang Yi's cold eyes to see over, he quickly do block, afraid of Yang Yi and can't help beating him.
"I'll stay for a few days, and I'll go back to school after the arts exam. I give rent. I give a lot of rent. " Guo Ziyi said with a flattering smile.
This guy! In fact, Yang Yi knows that Guo Ziyi's family is not ordinary. It can be seen that the clothes and watches he wears are not high-end products that ordinary families can afford. And when Guo Ziyi was holding that guitar, although he was very surprised, he didn't show much concern, which shows that he used it, even better!
Guo Zi wants to come over to rub rice, Yang Yi's heart is refused!
But he suddenly thought of his own decoration work below, as if there is still a helper?
"It's not impossible for you to come and live for a few days." Yang Yi gave Guo Ziyi a bad look and said, "I don't charge you rent, but you have to do me a favor..."
Guo Ziyi was overjoyed, patted his chest and agreed: "no problem, brother Yang, I'm Guo Ziyi. I'm going to send you more than 100 catties of meat!"
Ha ha, I hope you can laugh tomorrow!
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
It's impossible to learn martial arts. After Yang Yi put forward some training conditions, the little fat man gave up. How could he bear such a hard training? "Can you practice some simple martial arts without horse riding, running and dieting?" The little fat man finally asked. "No Yang Yi shakes her head. "OK..." The little fat man bowed his head in dismay. However, without this layer of appeal, the little fat man continued to show the attributes of his speech tuberculosis, and the two quickly got acquainted. It turned out that Guo Ziyi, a little fat man, was a gifted teenager. Of course, it's something he thinks he's proud of. But at the age of 16, I jumped to the third grade of senior high school, and I.Q. was not low! However, Yang Yi thinks that this guy is not a genius yet, and the final conclusion is not reached yet. Chubi is absolute! A little fat man like Xueba felt that the challenge of the college entrance examination was too low. He changed his goal and signed up for Jiang Chuan's art examination this month. "I want to be a big star!" Guo Ziyi said childishly. Yang Yi can't deny it, but he is very interested in it. He wants to know how his parents and his teachers are furious when he makes this decision! "My parents don't care about me, but my teachers are dying in a hurry!" Guo Ziyi said with a smile, "but I don't want to be admitted to the two famous schools in Beijing and Qingnan, and I will not create achievements for them! How good Jiang Chuan is, how many beautiful women... " Yang Yi said she was speechless. It's only 16 years old. Are you ready to move? Then again, this guy is taking advantage of the opportunity to prepare for the exam and stroll around the campus all day. Otherwise, he would not run to Ting mountain early in the morning to play and be chased by wild boars. "Do you come here all of a sudden to take the art exam, can you pass it?" Yang Yi expressed doubts. Guo Ziyi patted his chubby chest and said discontentedly, "brother Yang, how can you question me like this? Anyway, I started to learn vocal music from my childhood Without saying anything, Yang Yi took down the guitar given to him by the old man on the wall and handed it to Guo Ziyi: "you perform a song that you are good at. Let me listen to it." "Wow, brother Yang, do you still have such a good guitar? Brown_ B ah Guo Ziyi is a good judge of goods. He exclaimed in a fuss. After taking it over, he couldn't help touching it. Yang Yi did not explain, just raised her hand and let Guo Ziyi start his performance. After taking the guitar, Guo Ziyi's expression became serious. He gently hooked the guitar, thought for a moment, and then said, "brother Yang, I'll sing you a song I like very much, Cao Fang's" Southern town. " PS: this song exists in reality. For the time being, it can be classified into this world. If you are interested, you can go and listen to it. Light jazz and slow ballads are suitable for listening to lazy afternoon. Yang Yi doesn't know much about the world's music. A while ago, she has been working on the decoration of coffee shops. She has no time to install a set of high-end stereo at home. When he has a chance, he will have a good taste of the world's music feast. The strings of the guitar are gently buckled and a series of slow, slow preludes flow out. Yang Yi can't help but close her eyes. The melody is very simple, but it gives people a rare peace of mind. He quickly decided that the song should be a folk song. The same melody was repeated a few times, and Guo Ziyi hummed softly. "The southern town is not glorious..." Yang Yi eyebrows gently pick, he looked at Guo Ziyi, a little surprised. The boy didn't exaggerate. He did have a good vocal background, but Yang Yi was more surprised by his voice! In her previous life, Yang Yi thought that every fat person in the music industry was a potential stock, such as Han Hong, Sun Nan, Liu Huan in China, and Adele in foreign countries. Although these people were fat, they had a unique voice. They could sing high key songs, and they could also span many sound domains. Guo Ziyi, a little fat man, is obviously the same. Although the song he sings is not very high, it should be a female song. To sing a slightly higher tone with this rhythm, Yang Yi admits that she can't do it, but Guo Ziyi sings very easily! "Every time I come back here, I feel calm." "The sun is blazing and people are walking slowly..." Worthy of being a 16-year-old boy, the voice is clear, no impurities, boys sing the same beautiful voice. "The scattered straw hat, the flowers I planted..." Finally, in this sentence, Guo Ziyi sang his own excellent singing skills. A "Er" character, from the "flower" there secluded transition, a few degrees of change in the tone, the languid force will sing incisively and vividly. "Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake" "I sing this song alone here, and people just smile, oh, smile..." "I'm here alone singing this song, you won't know, oh, yes..." Yang Yi really closed her eyes and quietly listened to the song. The song is in general. Its purity and simplicity are the most important factors. People who like slow-paced folk songs will like it very much, but there will be few of them. It is not easy to get popular in the market. However, Guo Ziyi is good at singing. In terms of voice and singing skills, Yang Yi thinks that she is much better than some other poor singers in the domestic music circle in previous generations! However, after putting down the guitar, the essence of chuobi was revealed. He asked expectantly, "Hey, brother Yang, what do you think of my singing?" Look at that expression, and eager to get Dad praise Xi Xi almost. "Well, you should have no problem taking the music test." Yang Yi said lightly. "Ah?" Guo Ziyi was very surprised. He scratched his head and said, "but I'm going to test for the Department of performing arts." Yang Yi can't help but take off her slippers and smash it in the past: "you're going to take the acting department. What do you tell me to learn vocal music?" Guo Ziyi scurried: "the art examination of the performance department also needs to test the specialty. If I take the exam, I will, how boring! Ah, ah, I'm wrong. Brother Yang, stop calling... " This Chubi, chubibi is even better. It's as thick as the city wall. After spending a day with Yang Yi, he was fed two meals by Yang Yi. He even had the cheek to ask for a lodging: "brother Yang, you see your house is so big and luxurious, and it's empty. Otherwise, I'll return my hotel and come to live with you?" In Yang Yi's cold eyes to see over, he quickly do block, afraid of Yang Yi and can't help beating him. "I'll stay for a few days, and I'll go back to school after the arts exam. I give rent. I give a lot of rent. " Guo Ziyi said with a flattering smile. This guy! In fact, Yang Yi knows that Guo Ziyi's family is not ordinary. It can be seen that the clothes and watches he wears are not high-end products that ordinary families can afford. And when Guo Ziyi was holding that guitar, although he was very surprised, he didn't show much concern, which shows that he used it, even better! Guo Zi wants to come over to rub rice, Yang Yi's heart is refused! But he suddenly thought of his own decoration work below, as if there is still a helper? "It's not impossible for you to come and live for a few days." Yang Yi gave Guo Ziyi a bad look and said, "I don't charge you rent, but you have to do me a favor..." Guo Ziyi was overjoyed, patted his chest and agreed: "no problem, brother Yang, I'm Guo Ziyi. I'm going to send you more than 100 catties of meat!" Ha ha, I hope you can laugh tomorrow! www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
