House Dad’s Literary Life

“Don’t ask me when I can cross the mountains and rivers across the grasslands and come to your side… because that is today…” Lu Xiaoshu finally sang in deep affection and got applause from several guests in the coffee shop.

Yang Yi is also slightly smiling and applauding them.

“Thank you! Thank you!” Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan folded their hands together and thanked the “listeners”. There was still something wrong with it, and I was finally affirmed. They were a bit overjoyed, and the face of Qing Yan was filled with a happy smile.

“You sing very nice to hear!” A tender voice came in.

Looking down at Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan, it is a delicate little girl. The little girl in a spinning trousers with a long coat is a lining and a shirt. It is bright and pretty. They knew that this was the boss’s daughter, and they scratched their heads and smiled embarrassedly.

Can also be praised by children!

“Our family Xixi is rarely praised, indicating that your song is really well written! What is the name?” Yang Yi licked her daughter’s hair with pain and raised her head and asked.

Xixi felt that he was praised by his father in the presence of an outsider. He was happy and shy, giggling, pulling down his father’s big hand and turning away. Little Clever followed Duoduo step by step.

Just curiously drilled into the bar, and Little Gray’s ear, which swayed Yang Yi’s trouser legs, turned around. It heard the movement and quickly ran out of the calf and rushed to catch up with the friends.

“This song is called “I Miss Her in Northern Winter” and was written by A’Chuan.” Lu Xiaoshu replied quickly.

“A’Shu is also involved in composition. He has a strong arrangement. There used to be a company that wanted him to make arrangements.” Miao Chuan also praised her companions.

Yang Yi gave them a cup of coffee and smiled slightly: “Oh, is it? Why not?”

Lu Xiaoshu said with some embarrassment: “I don’t want to do the arrangement alone. I still like to sing.”

“Well, your voice condition is very good.” Yang Yi nodded and said, “It’s a pity to not sing.”

In fact, Yang Yi still has some envy of Lu Xiaoshu’s nephew. Basically, all the folk songs can sing, and they will sing no worse than the original singer! Just like “Miss Dong”, many people will like to listen to Zuo Li’s version. The clean sound of young male singers is still more attractive than Uncle Sui!

“The problem is that the looks are ugly.” Lu Xiaoshu said helplessly. “I used to send a sample to the record company. They asked me to try it, but when I saw the real person, I shook my head and said that this face is not suitable for being a star…”

Indeed, Lu Xiaoshu looks very ordinary, not particularly ugly, but definitely not handsome. In contrast, Yang Yi can be regarded as a masculine handsome guy in the past, and Lu Xiaoshu is not handsome in any era.

Miao Chuan is also similar, the two are estimated to be the same disease…

Yang Yi doesn’t like to comfort adults. He thinks that adults should have their own perseverance, but they still reluctantly say: “It doesn’t matter, the road of music has never been flat, stick to your dreams, go on, I believe you will succeed!”

“Thank you!” Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan nodded.

Yang Yi has already completed the work at hand. He has brought out two cups of coffee that are still white and hot: “Santos, I invite you, try it!”

Santos is much more expensive than Mocha. Lu Xiaoshu stunned, but nodded quietly and smiled. “Well, thank you boss!”

“Yes!” Yang Yi called them, smiling slightly. “I have an immature little suggestion about your previous song. Of course, if you feel that it is not appropriate, you can ignore it. That is to consider the end of the song. A long string of sci-fi suspicions have been changed. I think that the clean two or three sound cycles will have a better effect.”

This suggestion suddenly made Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan into a meditation. It really is two guys who like music and are obsessed. They have forgotten to respond to Yang Yi, and they are holding coffee to a deck and then facing each other. Sitting with a meditation.

Yang Yi shook his head and didn’t care.

Over there, Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan came back for a while.

“A’Chuan, it seems that the boss is quite reasonable.” Lu Xiaoshu’s fingers hang on the table, as if they were playing the strings.

“Well, it’s not your fault. When I wrote it, I thought about the emotions behind it, so I had a bit of rock.” Miao Chuan nodded.

“Hey, drink coffee, don’t stay cold.” Lu Xiaoshu also helped Miao Chuan open the sugar bowl and add sugar. “But I was quite surprised. I didn’t expect the boss to understand music so much, I don’t know if I would write songs. I really want to communicate with him!”

Now the music CD is released in the store, and the wrap-around HIFI-level sound reflects the beautiful melodies of pure music. Some guests are a little intoxicated and are not willing to go!

“Should it not?” Miao Chuan took a sip of coffee and her eyes lit up.

Santos’s coffee tastes very good, bitterness and acidity are moderate, and Yang Yi is the freshest coffee beans. After drinking, the lips and teeth are fragrant, as if there is a natural fragrance of lemon, grape, apple and other fruits!

Miao Chuan went on to say: “People who like to listen to songs don’t necessarily write songs! But I think the boss is a person with a musical dream. He just encouraged us and said it very well!”

“Well!” Lu Xiaoshu was busy tasting coffee. He still knew 1-Feb about this thing. He couldn’t help but talk.

……

In the evening, Yang Yi drove and carried Xixi to pick up Mo Fei.

I haven’t seen it for a few days, I miss it very much.

However, when Yang Yi was deeply impressed with Mo Fei, Mo Fei couldn’t help but smile at the pfft, then smiled and squatted on the floor and couldn’t stand up.

This can make Yang Yi laugh inexplicably. He also touched his face and didn’t stick to the rice.

“Mama has a stomachache?” Xixi couldn’t help but look at her little head and looked at her mother, asking worriedly.

Where do they know? Mo Fei laughed there because she remembered the comic photo that Yang Yi sent to her this morning.

It’s still the Love Your Shape series, but this time the little white man is licking his ass, and the shape of the heart is floating behind his butt: Putting a fart is Love Your Shape!

In the morning, she smiled with Mo Xiaojuan and leaned forward, almost no laughter!

Connected to Mo Fei, Yang Yi is still giving Mo Fei disguise as before, making her look very beautiful, but at least it will not be recognized as Mo Fei.

“Hey, I still don’t like Mama!” Xixi said at the end, with a small mouth, “Mama looks good!”

Mo Fei gently raised his head, and looked proudly at Yang Yi, his eyes telling him: “Look, this girl is still born with beauty, it looks good!”

Yang Yi looked at Mo Fei’s eyes and thought of something. He opened the car’s storage box and pulled out a pair of fine glasses like ordinary glasses. He hanged Mo Fei: “Okay, so no one knows.” Come out! I promise, even if Mo Xiaojuan stands in front of you, you can’t recognize it!”

“A bit ugly, this glasses.” Although it is flat, Mo Fei can’t help but pick it up.

“It just wants to look sparse! If you wear your exaggerated frog mirror, I am afraid to look back at you and see if you are a star!” Yang Yi explained it earnestly.

Ok, straight man…