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Chapter 360 Encouraging
Zhou Yiyang first felt a stomachache.

The plot development of this youthful pain literature is really incompatible with the personality of this young master who was born in a compound.

But Zhou Yiyang's heart is not made of mud after all. Although this kind of story is clichéd, it is easy to break people's defenses.

"Tell me," Ning Mang looked up at the stage, in the dim light, he seemed to see the shadow of that woman.But in the blink of an eye, the shadow disappeared in an instant.Everything was just a phantom that he saw wrongly. "Would it be nice if we could start all over again?"

Zhou Yiyang sighed, he felt that he had heard this kind of words too many times.

But many people don't know that the so-called restart is nothing more than reenacting the established ending.

"If we start all over again," Ning Mang obviously didn't need Zhou Yiyang's answer at this time, he just wanted to find someone to talk to. "I might choose to stay there. As long as I don't leave her, we may be the ones getting married now."

Zhou Yiyang glanced at Ning Mang, and just when he was about to speak, who would have thought that Ning Mang suddenly laughed at himself: "Of course, all these possibilities are just my wishful thinking. For her Said, maybe no matter how many times I do it again, the person who chooses is not me.”

Hearing this, Zhou Yiyang was relieved instead.This at least shows that although Ning Mang is reluctant to part with his French Rose, he still has reason and knows that there is no chance for them to be together.

"The story of Mr. Ning," Zhou Yiyang said with a faint smile on his lips.Not a happy smile, but a relieved and helpless smile. "It really moved me a lot. I haven't heard such a touching story for a long time."

"Really?" Ning Mang shook his head, put his hand next to the glass, and drank another glass of wine.One cup after another, drink away your worries.After paralyzing myself, it seems that all the pain has disappeared. "You wrote so many songs, I thought you should have seen and heard too many stories. I am nothing special."

"It's not special," Zhou Yiyang said frankly, which made Ning Mang treat him very well. "I just feel that it is very real. Compared with some stories with thousands of twists and turns, your stories are more likely to happen around us. Like me when I write songs and scripts, I also like to start with these stories. Only in this way is it easier to arouse audience resonance."

Sure enough, Ning Mang stared at Zhou Yiyang eagerly. "Then what if I ask Mr. Zhou to write me a song now? Or come up with a song that suits me from the songs you have created."

He paused, feeling that if he only asked for nothing in return, he would appear very unsatisfactory.Then he continued: "If possible, I think Mr. Zhou and we can definitely become good friends."

The joy in Zhou Yiyang's heart naturally couldn't just be shown on his face so straightforwardly.He nodded, and struggled for a moment at first, as if he was considering whether he could take on this important task.

After a while, before Ning Mang's expectant eyes became impatient, he finally agreed to the request: "I remembered that I wrote a song two years ago. But it has never been published. I originally planned to It’s stuck in the depths of my memory forever.”

These words really aroused Ning Mang's interest.

A song that I wrote early but didn't want to publish, I still plan to bury it deep in my memory.All these elements made Wenqing excited, and Ning Mang really wanted to know the song and the story behind it.

Sure enough, he looked at Zhou Yiyang expectantly: "Why don't you want to publish it?"

"You know," Zhou Yiyang exhaled. He felt that if he knew how to smoke, the picture would definitely be more impactful if he held a cigarette between his hands and blew smoke rings. "This song is used to commemorate my lost love. I once read a book, and there is a passage in it that I still remember."

"A person has to experience too many partings in his life, and those sudden partings often make people unprepared. We never meet in life, but when we turn around, it is really a lifetime. From now on, we will never see each other again."

When Zhou Yiyang finished the passage from "The Biography of Lin Huiyin", Ning Mang, who was a young man, was completely conquered by him.

The way he looked at Zhou Yiyang was no longer an inquiry, but an admiration of "Master, I have realized it".

He murmured and repeated that passage, feeling that what Zhou Yiyang said was too correct.He was sure that Zhou Yiyang must have written these words himself, and the so-called reading from books was just a modest excuse.

This person is not only talented, but also so humble, and so young, Ning Mang really admires him.

"That's right," Ning Mang rubbed his eyes: "We turned around a little bit, none of us thought that we would never see each other again."

"What about that song?" Ning Mang looked at Zhou Yiyang, obviously full of great interest in that song: "I really want to listen to it. I think such a song carries You have so many emotions, it must be a good song. It would be a pity if such a good song cannot be heard by more people. I think if this song can be released, it will definitely move A lot of bitter lovers like me, like us."

Zhou Yiyang knew that he had succeeded, and Ning Mang had unconsciously drawn himself into the same camp as him.

"Then I'll copy the lyrics for you to read?" Zhou Yiyang was still quite calm on the surface.

He felt that Ning Mang would be very excited to agree.

However, the development of reality suddenly exceeded Zhou Yiyang's expectation, and it developed in a direction that Zhou Yiyang had never expected.

"No need," Ning Mang shook his head, and after seeing Zhou Yiyang's fleeting surprise, he explained: "I think, today is such a good opportunity, Mr. Zhou might as well sing this song to Everyone listen!"

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Zhou Yiyang had question marks all over his face, but Ning Mang seemed to be invisible, and continued: "Mr. Zhou, I have heard about it for a long time. You sing very well in private. I don't believe Mr. Zhou, you have seen such a big scene. People will be stage fright."

Facing Ning Mang's resolute gaze, Zhou Yiyang still wanted to struggle a little longer: "Everyone comes to the bar to listen to fools. If I go up and sing like this, the guests may drive me away."

"No," Ning Mang sat up straight obediently: "I know their bosses very well, I'll go and tell them, and the guests won't be angry if I ask you to sing a song. Mr. Zhou, I know This request is a little too much, but if you sing such a song, it must be more emotional. Or, Mr. Zhou, your stories are actually all made up?"

"Of course it wasn't made up," Zhou Yiyang cheered up.It seems that Ning Mang is not so easy to fool, singing is not impossible. "If that's the case, then I'm going to show my ugliness."

(End of this chapter)