Chapter 853
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"If you don't think these songs can't work, let's change them? How about singing a little more relaxed and happy? "
Murphy is at the edge of the baby bed, bending down to tidy up Xiao Zhen's clothes. When she is ready to carry him out for a turn, Yang Yi leaned against the wall on one side and asked in a soft voice.
"I don't want to..." Murphy flew a white eye to the past, "the song is good, why not?"
"Don't you say they're too cruel?"
"It's cruel! These songs are so sad
Yang Yi said with a smile: "since you don't like it, why do you force yourself to sing these songs? It's not that I can't give you another song! "
Murphy winked innocently with Yang Yi and said, "who told you I don't like these songs?"
"Do you like it?" Yang Yi is a little confused.
"Yes, I heard you play saxophone just now. How beautiful the melody is! How can I not like such a good song Murphy held out the little mango. The little guy held his mother's skirt with one hand, but he was very playful and reached out to his father with the other hand.
"Baba!" Xiaomi shook his hand, as if at the moment he was more interested in playing with his father.
Yang Yi took over Xiaopei, but he continued to ask Murphy in perplexity: "but, you just said it's very cruel!"
"It's one thing to abuse one's heart, and another to like it. Although it's hard to see these lyrics, I still can't help liking them. These songs should be very interesting!" Murphy chuckled and saw Yang Yi's silly look and said, "Oh, you don't understand women. Women are more and more abusive and like them more!"
Isn't it? In those years, who saw the bitter drama of neighboring countries with a snot and tears, but loved it very much?
Woman
Yang Yi was speechless: "OK, if you like it, I'm worried that you don't like this type, because I'm going to create a sentimental special for you."
"Good! However, if you teach me to sing these three songs, I'll listen to one of the most familiar strangers Murphy pressed his hands on the cabinet and said to Yang Yi excitedly.
Yang Yi laughed and said, "well, which one do you listen to first?"
"This one! "Qianqianqianque song", the lyrics are also very sad, but compared with other, slightly lighter, not so straightforward, we from shallow to deep, slowly Murphy's eyes moved and murmured.
"This song is more interesting. The female voice has the female voice singing method, and the male voice has the male voice singing method." Yang Yi thought of several versions she had heard in her previous life, pondered and said, "I'll sing you the male voice, and then we'll study the female voice. However, for the male version, I have to play drums. "
In the male version, Yang Yi naturally imitates Zhang Guorong's singing style.
"Then I'll hold your son." Murphy was in a good mood and held the little mango.
"Oh, Baba!" The little guy doesn't want to. He hasn't started playing with his father yet! To the mother's arms, and toot small mouth, make up.
Fortunately, Yang Yi sat in front of the drum, Dong Dong Dong Qiang, and then played a set of fingertips to turn the stick trick, all of a sudden attracted the attention of Xiao Zhen.
The little guy forgot his opinions on his mother just now. He opened his big round eyes and looked at his father in surprise. He seemed to be shocked by his father's fierce performance. He also seemed to be using his small head to try to understand what his father was doing!
Yang Yi teased her son, and then she began to sing the first few words: "look back slowly, once belonged to each other's evening. Red is still you, give me the sunshine in my heart... "
It's a Cantonese song!
Murphy had thought that the sentence structure of these lyrics was a little special, but she didn't study the language deeply enough to see what kind of language order it was.
However, classics are classics after all. Yang Yi only sang the first few sentences in a clear voice. Murphy was attracted by the rhythm of the singing. She stood by with Xiaozhuo in her arms and watched eagerly, forgetting to sit down.
The reason why Zhang Guorong's singing can move countless people is that his singing skill is not the most important reason - even if his singing skill is also top-notch, it is the key to be able to control the voice with emotion, which is also what many imitators can't do!
To control the voice with emotion means to give a strong emotion to the voice. What is rare is not affectation, and what is rare is just right! With the addition of singing skills, he can easily express his talent and express his sincere feelings. Such songs can naturally move the audience!
Yang Yi is still unable to achieve the level of Zhang Guorong for the time being. However, with the wide range of voice, solid singing skills and hard imitation, Yang Yi can sing a little bit like her brother!
"It's a pity that I'm going to be in each other, so I have to look at this moment deeply..."
Like this sentence, Murphy heard the gentle pause between "this moment" and "all gaze" and the change of emotion. Murphy listened with an expression of obsession.
At this time, Yang Yi began to play the drum, as if to use the drum drum's rapid sound to introduce the chorus of the climax."Tomorrow is a thousand songs, floating in the distance on my road, the next day is a thousand evening stars, shining over the moon tonight..."
Yang Yi is playing drums according to the rhythm while singing affectionately.
Only he, with his rich breath and extraordinary physical coordination, can he sing without being affected while playing drums.
But Murphy will not think about these meaningless things. She looks at Yang Yi vaguely and is intoxicated by Yang Yi's rhythmic singing at the moment!
Yang Yi is also gazing at her affectionately. With her seductive singing voice, she hums: "I can't compare with the beauty of this night. I can't wash my thoughts tonight, AHA Because you sing with me tonight
Murphy bit her lower lip, and her cheeks turned a little red.
No one was willing to sing only half of the song. Although it was just a demonstration, Yang Yi sang it completely. Finally, she finished the final recital with the steady and more powerful drum.
"How about it? Is this a good song Yang Yi said to Murphy with a smile.
Murphy, on the other hand, gave him a sanitary eye and snorted, pretending to be unhappy.
"What are you doing?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.
"You are so bad!" Murphy said angrily, "I can't get such a good song. You just bewitched me and told me to change another song!"
"Ah, ah, why is it called bewitching? Did you use to teach Chinese by a PE teacher Yang Yi laughs. He knows that Murphy is making fun of him! Sometimes the quarrel of the couple is also a manifestation of life's interest.
"It's bewitching! Your Chinese is taught by the PE teacher
When they were bickering, Xiao Pei was very interested in the drum that his father played just now. His creaky cry finally attracted his father's attention.
"What, you want to play?" Yang Yi laughingly hands a drumstick to the little guy.
A drumstick is not heavy, and a small cudgel can hold it. What's more, his imitation ability was beyond the expectation of his parents. Murphy held him to the drum, and the little guy excitedly waved his small arm and knocked the hanging cymbal.
"Hee hee, hee hee!" The little guy had a good time. He also turned to look at his father and grinned. He seemed to be saying, "look, Dad, I'll knock too!
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"If you don't think these songs can't work, let's change them? How about singing a little more relaxed and happy? "
Murphy is at the edge of the baby bed, bending down to tidy up Xiao Zhen's clothes. When she is ready to carry him out for a turn, Yang Yi leaned against the wall on one side and asked in a soft voice.
"I don't want to..." Murphy flew a white eye to the past, "the song is good, why not?"
"Don't you say they're too cruel?"
"It's cruel! These songs are so sad
Yang Yi said with a smile: "since you don't like it, why do you force yourself to sing these songs? It's not that I can't give you another song! "
Murphy winked innocently with Yang Yi and said, "who told you I don't like these songs?"
"Do you like it?" Yang Yi is a little confused.
"Yes, I heard you play saxophone just now. How beautiful the melody is! How can I not like such a good song Murphy held out the little mango. The little guy held his mother's skirt with one hand, but he was very playful and reached out to his father with the other hand.
"Baba!" Xiaomi shook his hand, as if at the moment he was more interested in playing with his father.
Yang Yi took over Xiaopei, but he continued to ask Murphy in perplexity: "but, you just said it's very cruel!"
"It's one thing to abuse one's heart, and another to like it. Although it's hard to see these lyrics, I still can't help liking them. These songs should be very interesting!" Murphy chuckled and saw Yang Yi's silly look and said, "Oh, you don't understand women. Women are more and more abusive and like them more!"
Isn't it? In those years, who saw the bitter drama of neighboring countries with a snot and tears, but loved it very much?
Woman
Yang Yi was speechless: "OK, if you like it, I'm worried that you don't like this type, because I'm going to create a sentimental special for you."
"Good! However, if you teach me to sing these three songs, I'll listen to one of the most familiar strangers Murphy pressed his hands on the cabinet and said to Yang Yi excitedly.
Yang Yi laughed and said, "well, which one do you listen to first?"
"This one! "Qianqianqianque song", the lyrics are also very sad, but compared with other, slightly lighter, not so straightforward, we from shallow to deep, slowly Murphy's eyes moved and murmured.
"This song is more interesting. The female voice has the female voice singing method, and the male voice has the male voice singing method." Yang Yi thought of several versions she had heard in her previous life, pondered and said, "I'll sing you the male voice, and then we'll study the female voice. However, for the male version, I have to play drums. "
In the male version, Yang Yi naturally imitates Zhang Guorong's singing style.
"Then I'll hold your son." Murphy was in a good mood and held the little mango.
"Oh, Baba!" The little guy doesn't want to. He hasn't started playing with his father yet! To the mother's arms, and toot small mouth, make up.
Fortunately, Yang Yi sat in front of the drum, Dong Dong Dong Qiang, and then played a set of fingertips to turn the stick trick, all of a sudden attracted the attention of Xiao Zhen.
The little guy forgot his opinions on his mother just now. He opened his big round eyes and looked at his father in surprise. He seemed to be shocked by his father's fierce performance. He also seemed to be using his small head to try to understand what his father was doing!
Yang Yi teased her son, and then she began to sing the first few words: "look back slowly, once belonged to each other's evening. Red is still you, give me the sunshine in my heart... "
It's a Cantonese song!
Murphy had thought that the sentence structure of these lyrics was a little special, but she didn't study the language deeply enough to see what kind of language order it was.
However, classics are classics after all. Yang Yi only sang the first few sentences in a clear voice. Murphy was attracted by the rhythm of the singing. She stood by with Xiaozhuo in her arms and watched eagerly, forgetting to sit down.
The reason why Zhang Guorong's singing can move countless people is that his singing skill is not the most important reason - even if his singing skill is also top-notch, it is the key to be able to control the voice with emotion, which is also what many imitators can't do!
To control the voice with emotion means to give a strong emotion to the voice. What is rare is not affectation, and what is rare is just right! With the addition of singing skills, he can easily express his talent and express his sincere feelings. Such songs can naturally move the audience!
Yang Yi is still unable to achieve the level of Zhang Guorong for the time being. However, with the wide range of voice, solid singing skills and hard imitation, Yang Yi can sing a little bit like her brother!
"It's a pity that I'm going to be in each other, so I have to look at this moment deeply..."
Like this sentence, Murphy heard the gentle pause between "this moment" and "all gaze" and the change of emotion. Murphy listened with an expression of obsession.
At this time, Yang Yi began to play the drum, as if to use the drum drum's rapid sound to introduce the chorus of the climax."Tomorrow is a thousand songs, floating in the distance on my road, the next day is a thousand evening stars, shining over the moon tonight..."
Yang Yi is playing drums according to the rhythm while singing affectionately.
Only he, with his rich breath and extraordinary physical coordination, can he sing without being affected while playing drums.
But Murphy will not think about these meaningless things. She looks at Yang Yi vaguely and is intoxicated by Yang Yi's rhythmic singing at the moment!
Yang Yi is also gazing at her affectionately. With her seductive singing voice, she hums: "I can't compare with the beauty of this night. I can't wash my thoughts tonight, AHA Because you sing with me tonight
Murphy bit her lower lip, and her cheeks turned a little red.
No one was willing to sing only half of the song. Although it was just a demonstration, Yang Yi sang it completely. Finally, she finished the final recital with the steady and more powerful drum.
"How about it? Is this a good song Yang Yi said to Murphy with a smile.
Murphy, on the other hand, gave him a sanitary eye and snorted, pretending to be unhappy.
"What are you doing?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.
"You are so bad!" Murphy said angrily, "I can't get such a good song. You just bewitched me and told me to change another song!"
"Ah, ah, why is it called bewitching? Did you use to teach Chinese by a PE teacher Yang Yi laughs. He knows that Murphy is making fun of him! Sometimes the quarrel of the couple is also a manifestation of life's interest.
"It's bewitching! Your Chinese is taught by the PE teacher
When they were bickering, Xiao Pei was very interested in the drum that his father played just now. His creaky cry finally attracted his father's attention.
"What, you want to play?" Yang Yi laughingly hands a drumstick to the little guy.
A drumstick is not heavy, and a small cudgel can hold it. What's more, his imitation ability was beyond the expectation of his parents. Murphy held him to the drum, and the little guy excitedly waved his small arm and knocked the hanging cymbal.
"Hee hee, hee hee!" The little guy had a good time. He also turned to look at his father and grinned. He seemed to be saying, "look, Dad, I'll knock too!
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"If you don't think these songs can't work, let's change them? How about singing a little more relaxed and happy? " Murphy is at the edge of the baby bed, bending down to tidy up Xiao Zhen's clothes. When she is ready to carry him out for a turn, Yang Yi leaned against the wall on one side and asked in a soft voice. "I don't want to..." Murphy flew a white eye to the past, "the song is good, why not?" "Don't you say they're too cruel?" "It's cruel! These songs are so sad Yang Yi said with a smile: "since you don't like it, why do you force yourself to sing these songs? It's not that I can't give you another song! " Murphy winked innocently with Yang Yi and said, "who told you I don't like these songs?" "Do you like it?" Yang Yi is a little confused. "Yes, I heard you play saxophone just now. How beautiful the melody is! How can I not like such a good song Murphy held out the little mango. The little guy held his mother's skirt with one hand, but he was very playful and reached out to his father with the other hand. "Baba!" Xiaomi shook his hand, as if at the moment he was more interested in playing with his father. Yang Yi took over Xiaopei, but he continued to ask Murphy in perplexity: "but, you just said it's very cruel!" "It's one thing to abuse one's heart, and another to like it. Although it's hard to see these lyrics, I still can't help liking them. These songs should be very interesting!" Murphy chuckled and saw Yang Yi's silly look and said, "Oh, you don't understand women. Women are more and more abusive and like them more!" Isn't it? In those years, who saw the bitter drama of neighboring countries with a snot and tears, but loved it very much? Woman Yang Yi was speechless: "OK, if you like it, I'm worried that you don't like this type, because I'm going to create a sentimental special for you." "Good! However, if you teach me to sing these three songs, I'll listen to one of the most familiar strangers Murphy pressed his hands on the cabinet and said to Yang Yi excitedly. Yang Yi laughed and said, "well, which one do you listen to first?" "This one! "Qianqianqianque song", the lyrics are also very sad, but compared with other, slightly lighter, not so straightforward, we from shallow to deep, slowly Murphy's eyes moved and murmured. "This song is more interesting. The female voice has the female voice singing method, and the male voice has the male voice singing method." Yang Yi thought of several versions she had heard in her previous life, pondered and said, "I'll sing you the male voice, and then we'll study the female voice. However, for the male version, I have to play drums. " In the male version, Yang Yi naturally imitates Zhang Guorong's singing style. "Then I'll hold your son." Murphy was in a good mood and held the little mango. "Oh, Baba!" The little guy doesn't want to. He hasn't started playing with his father yet! To the mother's arms, and toot small mouth, make up. Fortunately, Yang Yi sat in front of the drum, Dong Dong Dong Qiang, and then played a set of fingertips to turn the stick trick, all of a sudden attracted the attention of Xiao Zhen. The little guy forgot his opinions on his mother just now. He opened his big round eyes and looked at his father in surprise. He seemed to be shocked by his father's fierce performance. He also seemed to be using his small head to try to understand what his father was doing! Yang Yi teased her son, and then she began to sing the first few words: "look back slowly, once belonged to each other's evening. Red is still you, give me the sunshine in my heart... " It's a Cantonese song! Murphy had thought that the sentence structure of these lyrics was a little special, but she didn't study the language deeply enough to see what kind of language order it was. However, classics are classics after all. Yang Yi only sang the first few sentences in a clear voice. Murphy was attracted by the rhythm of the singing. She stood by with Xiaozhuo in her arms and watched eagerly, forgetting to sit down. The reason why Zhang Guorong's singing can move countless people is that his singing skill is not the most important reason - even if his singing skill is also top-notch, it is the key to be able to control the voice with emotion, which is also what many imitators can't do! To control the voice with emotion means to give a strong emotion to the voice. What is rare is not affectation, and what is rare is just right! With the addition of singing skills, he can easily express his talent and express his sincere feelings. Such songs can naturally move the audience! Yang Yi is still unable to achieve the level of Zhang Guorong for the time being. However, with the wide range of voice, solid singing skills and hard imitation, Yang Yi can sing a little bit like her brother! "It's a pity that I'm going to be in each other, so I have to look at this moment deeply..." Like this sentence, Murphy heard the gentle pause between "this moment" and "all gaze" and the change of emotion. Murphy listened with an expression of obsession. At this time, Yang Yi began to play the drum, as if to use the drum drum's rapid sound to introduce the chorus of the climax."Tomorrow is a thousand songs, floating in the distance on my road, the next day is a thousand evening stars, shining over the moon tonight..." Yang Yi is playing drums according to the rhythm while singing affectionately. Only he, with his rich breath and extraordinary physical coordination, can he sing without being affected while playing drums. But Murphy will not think about these meaningless things. She looks at Yang Yi vaguely and is intoxicated by Yang Yi's rhythmic singing at the moment! Yang Yi is also gazing at her affectionately. With her seductive singing voice, she hums: "I can't compare with the beauty of this night. I can't wash my thoughts tonight, AHA Because you sing with me tonight Murphy bit her lower lip, and her cheeks turned a little red. No one was willing to sing only half of the song. Although it was just a demonstration, Yang Yi sang it completely. Finally, she finished the final recital with the steady and more powerful drum. "How about it? Is this a good song Yang Yi said to Murphy with a smile. Murphy, on the other hand, gave him a sanitary eye and snorted, pretending to be unhappy. "What are you doing?" Yang Yi asked with a smile. "You are so bad!" Murphy said angrily, "I can't get such a good song. You just bewitched me and told me to change another song!" "Ah, ah, why is it called bewitching? Did you use to teach Chinese by a PE teacher Yang Yi laughs. He knows that Murphy is making fun of him! Sometimes the quarrel of the couple is also a manifestation of life's interest. "It's bewitching! Your Chinese is taught by the PE teacher When they were bickering, Xiao Pei was very interested in the drum that his father played just now. His creaky cry finally attracted his father's attention. "What, you want to play?" Yang Yi laughingly hands a drumstick to the little guy. A drumstick is not heavy, and a small cudgel can hold it. What's more, his imitation ability was beyond the expectation of his parents. Murphy held him to the drum, and the little guy excitedly waved his small arm and knocked the hanging cymbal. "Hee hee, hee hee!" The little guy had a good time. He also turned to look at his father and grinned. He seemed to be saying, "look, Dad, I'll knock too! www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
