House Dad’s Literary Life

Mo Fei’s announcement on Weibo was not to fool the fans, just happened to be involved in the preparation of the signing event, and Yang Yi took some time to record in the recording room of Huayi Brothers Corporation.

In fact, you should also hang the “Fei-Yi’s Thought Studio” signboard, but now Mo Fei’s contract is not over yet, in order to avoid trouble, this studio has not officially registered.

However, the song began to be recorded on Tuesday, which caused some controversy.

“Yang Yi, is the prelude to this song too simple? Not to mention the integration of human voices. In front of this tempo, does it sound misunderstood that it is screaming, too frivolous?” Jin Yingming, he frowned.

However, the style of Yang Yi’s arrangement changed again, and Jin Yingming became happy and worried. He was delighted that Yang Yi made a bold change. For musicians, I would like to appreciate Yang Yi’s new arrangement style. Not only is it a very enjoyable thing, but it also gives us new inspiration.

But playing music is one thing, selling music is one thing!

Jin Yingming is very worried about the market’s ability to accept. It is too maverick to arrange music, and it is rejected by the market.

“Teacher Jin, I think it’s very good. I don’t need a sand hammer to directly hit the finger. Just like the beat-box, I use the human voice to complete the transition of the prelude.” Mo Fei sat next to Yang Yi’s and offered different opinions. “Since it is the song that is sung to the fans, we have to do something special and boldly integrate the fresh elements.”

Mo Fei couldn’t stay at home and came to the company with Yang Yi. In the early stages of pregnancy that requires peace of mind, Mo Fei is not allowed to record songs because she is too invested in the state of recording songs, and it is easy to immerse herself in forgetting to rest. But there is still no problem with Yang Yi recording songs. Mo Fei just looks at it and occasionally gives advice.

Yang Yi once thought that her love for music was a fever level, but compared with Mo Fei, Yang Yi was really a bit self-satisfied. After arriving in the recording room, Mo Fei was completely renewed in the spirit of the whole person, and volunteered to help Yang Yi to make a chorus.

However, the opinions of Mo Fei and Jin Yingming did appear to be in conflict. Mo Fei’s considered staying at the level of “playing music”, and Jin Yingming had experienced too many failures, he was very rational, and he accepted the professionalism of the music and the market. Looking for balance.

Yang Yi pondered for a while, Jin Yingming and Mo Fei’s suggestion, but still a little bit unsuccessful. But watching them fight for it, he smiled and said: “It doesn’t matter, Old Jin, you can go back and try the new arranger. Today, let’s take a look at the effect of Mo Fei, and wait for your coming out, we Let’s do a comparison.”

If you change to another producer, you may not be able to do it, but Jin Yingming’s character is not strong. Instead, he feels that Yang Yi respects his opinion as a boss and nods his face with gratitude.

“Yang Yi, you are not telling me at home, can you make an audio version of the arrangement?” Mo Fei said with great interest.

“That is more frivolous, I don’t like it.” Yang Yi shook his head.

“It doesn’t matter! You can make it, let us listen, and maybe give Special Specials to Teacher Jin,” Mo Fei said.

Yang Yi looked at Jin Yingming and Jin Yingming showed a strong expression. He smiled and nodded.

The discussion on music always makes people forget the time. If Yang Yi had set the alarm clock to pick up Xixi and go home, they might have to talk about it in the middle of the night.

In the evening, Yang Yi and Mo Fei took Xixi, but instead of going back to the villa, they returned to the coffee shop. Today is Ding Xiang’s birthday!

For Ding Xiang’s birthday, Yang Huan and Guo Ziyi have been planning for a long time, but before that they did not show a little stranger in front of Ding Xiang, including Yang Yi, they also helped to keep secrets, not to miss a little wind.

So, in the evening, Yang Yi’s family returned to the coffee shop. Ding Xiang was a little surprised. He thought that Yang Yi had something to fall on the upstairs, rubbing his hands and taking out the keys to come and help.

“Ding Xiang, come over.” Mo Fei smiled and took Ding Xiang, who was thin, and took her to the front of the bar, letting her face the bar, facing her back, and then said, “Can you trouble? You close your eyes first?”

Ding Xiang was confused, but still did what Mo Fei said. She was a little hunch and felt that something was going to happen.

She didn’t see it. Mo Fei confirmed that she closed her eyes and made an ok to Yang Huan next to her.

Yang Huan ran to the door and gestured to let Guo Ziyi, who was hiding outside, come in. Guo Ziyi had a big box in his hand, and Yang Yi used to help, and he took the box out and took the cake out.

Lin Mu’an and his girlfriend Ran Jin helped unpack the candles in the bag and gave them to Yang Yi and Guo Ziyi. Five people put the candles on the cake.

“Can you?” Ding Xiang asked in confusion.

“Let’s wait!” Mo Fei turned his head and said, “You can’t open your eyes!”

“Well…” Ding Xiang felt very strange, but she was still motionless.

Xixi is on the side, licking the table, licking her lips and looking at the big cake, but she knows what Dad is doing, no snoring. Moreover, the little girl heard the Ran Jin snap snap pressing the lighter, and shrank his head, raised a small finger and snorted at the other side.

It seems that she is still more nervous!

Finally, the cake layout was completed, and Lin Mu’an walked back to the piano and sat down, ready.

Yang Huan took a good paper card crown and put it on Ding Xiang’s head. Mo Fei smiled and helped turn Ding Xiang over. After Ran Jin turned off the light, he said, “Okay, Ding Xiang, you can open your eyes!”

Ding Xiang opened his eyes and saw only a big cake in front, with candlelight shining on it, behind Yang Yi and Guo Ziyi they were full of smiles.

At the same time, Lin Mu’an’s birthday song melody sounded, the one that Yang Yi played on Xixi’s birthday last year.

“One, two, three sings!” Yang Yi directed.

Xixi small figure was covered in the shadow, but her crisp voice came out: “Happy birthday to you…”

The little girl sang four sentences, which is a paragraph, and then everyone sang a birthday song together to Ding Xiang.

Under the candlelight, Ding Xiang was still a surprised expression, but the crystal clear tears flashed in her eyes. The girl didn’t like to cry, only when she was moved to the depths, she was so emotional.

“Ding Xiang (Sister/Sister/Sister)” Finally, under various names, everyone laughed and said in unison, “Happy birthday to you!”

Ding Xiang has some whimpers: “Thank you, thank you, thank you, I don’t remember my birthday today, thank you for remembering… this, so expensive, hey, I don’t know what to say…”

She never had a birthday. She used to have a hard time. Every day, she needed to run around and be tired. For Ding Xiang, birthday is just a number of numbers to fill out when registering.

She did not expect that she could have a birthday this year, so many friends secretly prepared so many surprises for her.

Ding Xiang was moved to not know what words to express their feelings.

“This credit is counted on Huanhuan and Little Guo, they remind us.” Mo Fei said with a smile.

Yang Huan was not greedy. She waved her hand and smiled and said: “Not me, Little Guo told me, I still don’t know what he knows! I feel so guilty!”

Guo Ziyi called Qu Dao: “What is my heart and soul, I have a good memory. I have seen Sis Ding Xiang’s ID card before, I remember it!”

“I still want to thank you,” Ding Xiang said quickly.

“Don’t say so much! Hurry up and make a wish, then blow the candle! Birthday, you should be happy, come, Sis Ding Xiang, smile!” Guo Ziyi said with a smile.

Everyone laughed, Ding Xiang also wiped his tears and smiled embarrassedly.

Wishing before the candle, Ding Xiang didn’t know how to gesture, closed his eyes and thought sincerely: “I’m sorry, please forgive my greed. I have three wishes. The first one I hope every good friend is healthy. The second one, I hope my grandmother can get rid of the pain, health and longevity.”

“The third…” Ding Xiang paused. “I hope that the younger brothers and sisters of the rural village can study hard and have a good future. The teachers who have wages in the school should stop leaving the children!”

Xu finished his wish, Ding Xiang blows out twenty candles.

The lights lit up again, and Ding Xiang, who was standing in front of the cake, smiled shyly and his eyes were red.