Chapter 134

Murphy stood on the balcony, looking vaguely at the Grand Canal with only a few lights on the bank. The night wind blew her hair, but she didn't care. She just thought about it silently.

Suddenly, the weight came from her shoulders, and a coat was draped on her shoulder, which was cold by the wind. Murphy looked back and saw Yang Yi's angular face.

Although the back light, but still so familiar and handsome.

"Why don't you have a rest?" Yang Yi walks to Murphy's side, also supports on the railing, rests leisurely.

"I can't sleep. Maybe I had a good time playing the piano today?" Murphy said with a smile.

When two people are together, it's easy to get cold feet. Yang Yi is not good at chatting with others, but rather good at listening. And Murphy is also a non gregarious person, two people are stuffy jar one, say, say suddenly quiet down, the atmosphere is very embarrassed.

After a while, Murphy seemed to have made some kind of determination, and said to Yang Yi, "do you know about my new album?"

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

New album? Which new album? Is it the return album that came out before? Or is it a new album now?

If it is the latter, Yang Yi feels that if she is not Muzi ang, it is very difficult to get in touch with Murphy to prepare a new album.

"It's bad?" Yang Yi hesitated and chose the former.

Murphy nodded, his expression was still calm, but there was bitterness in his voice: "it's the worst selling album since I started..."

Yang Yi was silent for a while, then said: "can see, you have been under a lot of pressure these two months."

However, Murphy didn't want to complain to him. She had been used to taking on her own and carrying a heavy load. Murphy calmly said to Yang Yi, "now there is a chance that my fans have written songs for me, which are very good. If I don't say his name, it's hard for you to guess who he is."

“……”

Yang Yi's appearance did not have any fluctuation, but in the heart is actually unable to laugh and cry: "it is me! Do I have to guess myself? "

However, Murphy looked at the expressionless Yang Yi, but she was worried about this question: "are you angry?"

"Ah?" Murphy's question is so confused that Yang Yi is confused.

Murphy pursed her lips and whispered, "you're angry!"

"What?" Yang Yi is now a question mark in her head. She is like being pulled by a line, and she goes out in a series.

Murphy had some grievances in her heart. She didn't show it. She just whispered, "don't care so much! Although he is a male fan, he said that he wanted to write songs for me just because he liked my voice! What's more, he is also the songwriter of the song "long time no see" sung by Chen Yijie, Mu Ziang

"Muzi Ang?" Yang Yi pretended to be surprised and then said with a smile, "how can I care if he writes songs for you? That's a good thing

Yang Yi is also worried about Murphy's thinking. "Help" persuades Murphy: "the songs written by Muzi ang are very nice to listen to. You should be happy when such a powerful person writes songs for you! In your next album, you will be able to sell platinum like Chen Yijie

Murphy was confused by her own thoughts and Yang Yi's reaction.

It's not right! Isn't Yang Yi supposed to care?

Murphy remembers that not long after she told Yang Yi that she was going to be back, she joined a program and sang a song with other male singers. As a result, she sent Xi Xi Xi to play with her father at the weekend. Yang Yi's face was black, which was even more fierce than his normally stiff face!

"The song he wrote to me may be ambiguous!" Murphy hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up.

Murphy said so, Yang Yi also had to follow her words to ask: "how ambiguous?"

"I sing it to you, but please don't care. He said that these songs are not written for me, but for the women he loves. Just because they are suitable for me to sing, I hope I can sing it well!" Give Murphy an injection in the heart.

Yang Yi nodded gently. He was still looking forward to it. He wanted to know how good Murphy would be when she sang the song he had prepared for her?

"Not a little bit of precaution, no worry..."

In the gentle night wind, Murphy's ethereal voice rises gently, like Chekhov's Nightingale:

" When the singer flicked his beak and made the whole forest resound with its clear and sweet songs, even the accompaniment band was so excited that they forgot to play, and they all held their breath. There is strength and tenderness in the Nightingale's song... "

Yang Yi almost breathlessly listens, her eyes fall on Murphy's face, but it seems that there is no focus, and it seems that Murphy is a little nervous.

At last, she finished singing.

Murphy couldn't help it. She asked Yang Yi, "what do you think?"

"Ah?" Yang Yi this just returned to God, subconsciously said, "good to hear, but, there are a few words not handled well.""Well?" Murphy is also a little confused by Yang Yi's answer.

"For example," from my world, there is no news "you sing a little bit late, I think a little faster rhythm may be better. And "even though you and I are strangers and passers-by, we still feel each other's eyes, a heartbeat." have you found that it has a great sense of rhythm, and you should sing this sense of rhythm... " Yang Yi compared Murphy's singing method with the original singing, there are really many differences.

Although Murphy's singing is more insipid and sentimental than the original, Murphy has not been polished many times in details!

Murphy was inspired by Yang Yi. She took Yang Yi and asked Yang Yi to sing all the things just mentioned, so that she could feel how to change the rhythm.

Finally, Murphy still had to be convinced by Yang Yi's interpretation of the original song. She sighed: "you are still very talented in music! It's just a pity that you have a problem with your voice. You haven't opened your voice before, and you won't be able to pronounce correctly and breathe in rhythm! "

"From tomorrow, you're going to practice with me!" Murphy said seriously, "I'll teach you to sing!"

Yang Yi knows her weakness. In her last life, her voice was destroyed when she was a child. Her voice was like sandpaper friction, so she didn't want to learn to sing. In this life, her predecessor couldn't learn to sing.

"Good is good, but I have to teach Xi Xi to practice sword in the morning." Yang Yi scratched her head.

"You'll have to wait for her to get up. We'll be back before she gets up!" Murphy said, "I'm going to run with you and practice my voice!"

Finally, I found something that two people can do together!

Wait a minute. Murphy realized that he was off the point!

"No, I mean, what do you think of the song?"

"Good! Muzi ang writes good songs, and you sing better! " Yang Yi praised.

"I don't mean that!" Murphy stamped her feet anxiously and said, "don't you think the lyrics are ambiguous? But you must not care, because Muzi ang himself said, these songs are for his beloved woman, so do not misunderstand! If you don't believe it, I can give him an email to show you... "

Do you want to see it? This is all written by us!

Yang Yi was made to cry and laugh by this upright girl. He simply put his two hands across his coat on Murphy's shoulder, broke her body to himself, looked at her frightened eyes, gave a slight smile, and said, "listen, comrade Murphy, I tell you, I really didn't care!"

"I'm very happy to write a song for you! And you sing to me, I am more happy! I hope you can continue to work hard and sing happily on your stage! So, don't worry about it! " Yang Yiwen looks at Murphy peacefully.

"Well..." Murphy is also over 1.7 meters tall, but in front of Yang Yi, she is as small as a bird. Being looked at by Yang Yi in such a "domineering" way, she can't help but blush and jump.

All of a sudden, it seemed that the balcony was quiet again. But the atmosphere became a little bit charming

Yang Yi forgot to let go. Murphy's eyes were as delicate as purple and white as Platycodon grandiflorum. Her eyes were like deer's dodging, and her red lips were like petals, which made him hard to avoid dry mouth.

The heart is already ready to move, but, and panic to disturb the beauty.

"I..."

"You..."

For a long time, the two people almost at the same time.

"You say it first." Yang Yi said.

"I want to go back to bed. I'm so sleepy." Murphy's voice was as thin as silk. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Yang Yizhuo's burning eyes.

"Well, that's what I mean." Although Yang Yi was a little lost, she immediately let go of her hand and whispered, "it's not early. You should have a rest, and tomorrow you say you should get up early."

Murphy went to the living room shyly with her head down. But she stopped and turned her head. She looked at Yang Yi and bit her lower lip: "thank you for tonight."

I don't know if what she said was to thank Yang Yi for her coat, or to thank Yang Yi for her understanding?

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