Fake girlfriend is a big star

Chapter 100 Are You Still Thinking About Love?

"Are you okay?" Gu Qinghan asked in the video, even she could feel Yu Mei's worry.

She can say a thousand words and ten thousand words, no matter how much she comforts her, the verbal words are still not as solid as the actual actions. Lu Yang can bear it, but Gu Qinghan can hardly bear it.

"It's okay." He said solemnly.

"Actually, you can just scold. After "Xian'er" was launched, there was a lot of scolding?" Gu Qinghan sighed, "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."

She has experienced this feeling. When she first debuted, she was always scolded as a vase by everyone. Who can she ask for reasoning?

In the end, it is necessary to use strength to defeat doubts.

It's just that in her impression, Lu Yang will not be so fragile, and his character is also tough, even a bigger slander can be borne, this is the price he has to pay.

Whether it's a square dance, or the future of the two.

Lu Yang was stunned for a while before saying, "I'll send you something."

In fact, he was also shocked by Gu Qinghan's performance, the words were comforting inside and out, not like the words she usually uttered, but in fact, he really had something to ask for.

The phone vibrated, and Gu Qinghan saw the message he sent, which was a sheet music:
"Another song?" Gu Qinghan didn't look at it carefully, but tilted his head to look at him, "It's too late to release a song now."

Lu Yang also tilted his head, humming softly: "The sky is waiting for misty rain and I'm waiting for you."

"Why are you singing love songs?" Gu Qinghan frowned, "I still want to be in love at this time."

Lu Yang also tilted his head, but he didn't understand what she meant for the time being, so he didn't dare to speak.

Today he has learned to respond with a smile, Gu Qinghan's reaction is obviously overthinking, and he can also think about it and guess what she is thinking.

"There are too many doubts on the Internet, and we need to kill them." After a long time, he explained.

"Oh." Gu Qinghan's answer was perfunctory.

"But there's something to it," he said softly.

In the picture, Gu Qinghan was at a loss, watching the teasing on Lu Yang's face became more intense, and finally turned his head away and did not speak.

But a red cloud appeared on his face.

For a moment, she regretted taking the initiative or guiding her. Although she was secretly happy, the feeling of being pinched by Lu Yang was really weird.

"Alright, alright, let's get back to business." Lu Yang stopped teasing, and many things were enough, "This song can't be released in a short time, so I'm going to ask you to help record an excerpt today and post it on the Internet."

"No problem." Gu Qinghan nodded, "Sing casually now?"

"You accompany, and I sing." Lu Yang said.

Gu Qinghan: "Huh?"

It was strange, she always felt that Lu Yang had no intention of going to the front of the stage, the last interview was a last resort.

But now, he wants to sing?
"What musical instrument do you want?" Gu Qinghan asked while holding back his doubts.

"what can you do?"

"You can play, play, and sing."

"Help me play." Lu Yang said, "Just the flute."

Gu, the old driver who has been surfing the Internet all year round, blushes. Before Lu Yang, the straight man of steel, knows what happened, he sees her rushing out of the room with two "squeaky" sounds.

The Chinese style song has been prepared for a long time, but the current time is tight, Gu Qinghan is on the plane tomorrow morning, and there is no time to practice, so he can only sing.

Of course, it can't be the full version of the song, that's a big killer. Lu Yang thinks that there is still a certain gap in his singing skills, so he can only sing an excerpt with a simple accompaniment.

"Wait until I get familiar with the melody." Gu Qinghan said.

She took the flute back and found that there was nothing wrong with Lu Yang's face, so she just wanted to be dirty just now.

"Just blow it up." In a hurry, Lu Yang didn't have any high demands.

"Oh." Gu Qinghan said casually.

Five minutes later, Lu Yang: "Are you familiar with the melody?"

"and many more."

After 15 minutes, Lu Yang: "Are you familiar with it?"

"hold on."

Lu Yang: "."

If his mother hadn't taught him by example since childhood that women are creatures that have to wait for a long time, he would really have asked Gu Qinghan what he was doing.

Is this what you are familiar with?

"This is your first audition, I don't want to hold you back." Perhaps seeing the time passing by bit by bit, Gu Qinghan finally explained.

Can this man have a sense of ceremony?
she thought.

It stands to reason that this is your debut in front of the public, but you are not serious at all. Since you are going to sing, I will definitely prepare everything for you.

Moreover, a single audio is not good enough to attract the attention of the public. The screen recording of the two of us must be the last one to be sent out. The current interview is different from the previous interview. It has changed from passive to active. There are rumors of rumors outside. As soon as our stuff is released
What's the difference between showing affection.

Can you be serious, man!She wanted to say it.

"I believe in your skills!" Zhinan Lu gave a thumbs up.

"This melody is really good." After reading the cut score countless times, Gu Qinghan still couldn't help admiring.

"It's a big killer." Lu Yang said, "Can you sing?"

"Try it."

Gu Qinghan played the bamboo flute, and Lu Yang sang along with the melody:

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes from dark to light.

The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup
Ran Ran, sandalwood, through the window, I know what's on my mind
The pen on the rice paper is halfway here."

The night is getting darker, the street lights are on, and the singing seems to come from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

But it stopped.

"I..." Gu Qinghan froze for a moment, "I'm sorry."

Lu Yang's singing was fine, but she had the problem. At that time, she only saw the melody. Now the lyrics and music are the same and fit together. The two lyrics set off the artistic conception. It is different from any previous song in China, and it seems to have created a new genre.

It is obviously novel but has charm. It is not easy to continue to accompany such a song. She was clearly devoted to it just now, but she was stopped by the singing in the end.

But it's true, if it's just an ordinary song, it can't stop the public's mouth at all.

"It's okay, take your time." Lu Yang said.

Gu Qinghan nodded and looked at him, without any expression on his face.

The flute sounded again, and Lu Yang's singing was inserted at the right time.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes from thick to light.
And your sweet smile is like a bud,

Your beauty drifts away,
to go where I can't go,
The blue sky is waiting for misty rain and I am waiting for you,
Cooking smoke curls up, across the river thousands of miles"

"hiss--"

The sound of the flute stopped, and Gu Qinghan inhaled subconsciously.

She lowered her head and was about to apologize, but was interrupted by Lu Yang's voice: "Okay! You should stop here, and when the time comes, you can cut the screen recording a little bit forward, so that they can't get enough of it."

They're full of ideas, and so am I.
Gu Qinghan could only smile bitterly, not sure if Lu Yang was trying to comfort him or if he really thought that way, anyway, the song cutout has already been recorded.

"Do you want me to put a mosaic on you?" She asked softly.

"Yeah" Lu Yang didn't say half of what he said, the guy on the opposite side was bowing his head, I don't know if it was shyness or something else, but the soft and weak look clearly begged him not to hit him.

"If you don't fight, it's not that you don't have the face to face people." He finally said.

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It was too late to modify the outline and chapters, and everyone was numb.

At the same time, I would like to thank: [Warm Wind Fusu] for reminding, if it weren't for her, this BUG would blow up the book.

kowtow!

1W4 owed.

(End of this chapter)