Fake girlfriend is a big star

Chapter 188 Do You Two Continue?

What should I do if my boyfriend becomes someone else's child?
Waiting online, very anxious.

When Fang Fei walked out of the recording studio and criticized her, Gu Qinghan's head started to go berserk. Shouldn't everyone be happy and create good works together? Why has everything changed?

became.
Only her hurting world.

Gu Qinghan felt that this was a turn of events, or that good and evil will be rewarded, and now that noon has come, all the monsters she used to be in the Lu family group chat started to backfire.

——The throne of the family began to fail.

Still the base camp was on fire.

When Lu Yang went to her house before, her parents still practiced flattering tactics, but now they have begun to belittle her.

After a long, long time, Gu Qinghan finally said, "You didn't teach me well either."

"is it?"

Fang Fei didn't change her face, "Then it's too late to teach you now. When you recite, you have emotions, but you just can't fit the meaning of the words. People think about their hometown and their relatives who are thousands of miles away. How can you hear your emotions?" It is like singing the praises of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Different tones and ways of vocalizing will make the songs have different meanings. In fact, Gu Qinghan didn't figure it out. Although her mother made sense, she was still a little unconvinced when she thought that she couldn't compare to Lu Yang.

"Oh." Gu Qinghan responded indifferently.

"The lyrics are very good, and Lu Yang has the inspiration to arrange the music." Fang Fei said bluntly, "I don't want you to hold him back."

"I try my best."

Gu Qinghan sighed, then raised his head again, staring blankly at his mother and teacher, "Lu Yang arranges music by himself? Didn't you come here to help?"

Zhou Qiuyue also sighed, but she had to tell the truth, "Because we are also afraid of dragging him down."

Harmful!
It was inevitable that Gu Qinghan felt a little gloating about her misfortune. After all, everyone was under a lot of pressure, but these two chose to put pressure on her because they were elders.

When she thought of this, she grinned at Fang Fei, implying that everyone should stop laughing.

"But you are different." Zhou Qiuyue said very bluntly, "I can guide you, we can still do it."

Gu Qinghan: "."

To put it bluntly, in the hearts of the two of them, she couldn't compare with Lu Yang?
circled back.

fall!
With the general direction, Lu Yang sat in front of the computer and composed the music with peace of mind.

He always feels that his current behavior is a bit out of the scope of copying, and it is more like using the works of his previous life and the knowledge he learned in class to create a second creation.

After all, in the previous versions of "When Will the Bright Moon Come?", the lyrics were far, far better than the melody.

He didn't expect how popular this work would be, and now he simply wanted to present it in a new and better manner.

Have a little fun with it.

"I feel that this gold finger is well opened."

Lu Yang's speed is very fast, and the arrangement and production depend on the arranger's cultural accomplishment, musical expression, inspiration and excellent technical level.

For him, it is even easier to compose the sound combination of various musical instruments with a specific structure. These things require rich imagination and auditory hallucination ability. He has a lot of entertainment works in his mind, and these are all experiences.

Can come at your fingertips.

Time passed slowly, the arrangement was completed, Lu Yang took off his earphones, Gu Qinghan's voice passed through the wooden door and floated to his ears.

She finally reached the excellent line in the eyes of Zhou Qiuyue and Fang Fei.

"Not bad, if you practice again, your voice will be damaged."

"I think the result is good, but the accompaniment is not out. If it can be recorded directly, the effect should be better."

"It's good to strike while the iron is hot, but always give Lu Yang time to arrange music."

"."

The teacher and mother fantasized about being able to record right away. After all, Gu Qinghan was in the best condition at this time. Only she noticed the weather outside. It was not early, so she should go home and eat before going to bed.

In fact, she also understands that what everyone said is just a hypothesis.

After all, it is very difficult to compose a good song in one day, not to mention that the arrangement of this song "When Will the Moon Come" must be meticulously crafted.

Only slow work can produce fine work.

"The accompaniment may take a few days." Gu Qinghan said, "It's getting late, I'll ask Lu Yang to go home for dinner."

With the tone of a housekeeper, Zhou Qiuyue couldn't bear the sour smell of love, Fang Fei also twitched her eyebrows, thinking that your old lady is in front of her, so you don't want to urge me to eat, and all your thoughts are on Lu Yang?

At this time, there was the sound of the door opening in the corridor, and Lu Yang stuck out his head from the room, waving to the other side.

"The tune is ready," he said.

Lu Yang's voice was not loud, but the others could hear it clearly.

The three women are awe-inspiring, can they be faster, can they be more outrageous?

Fang Fei and Zhou Qiuyue said before that it was a pity that they didn't arrange music, but they just wanted to let Gu Qinghan know that she had practiced to the point where she could record, and that the accompaniment was completed and the like was a joke.

Now, they feel like they're a joke.

Generally speaking, it takes a week to arrange a song.

Some arrangements may take longer, ten days and half a month is common, only genius master-level arrangements can be completed quickly within a day or two, and ordinary people often cannot reach this speed.

What now?
Most of the day!
Are you playing or making trouble?
Or don't take the arrangement seriously?
The three women were frightened by the speed of Lu Yang's composition, but instead they were worried. Everyone wanted to present "When Will the Moon Come" in the best way from the beginning, and they wanted to treat it as a work that can be handed down from generation to generation to create.

Now Lu Yang's speed only makes them feel that he is too eager for quick success.

Fang Fei's face changed, she turned her head, with a serious expression, "Lu Yang, is the arrangement really finished?"

"Yeah." Lu Yang nodded.

He stood at the door and stretched out his hand inside, as if welcoming to listen. Fang Fei and Zhou Qiuyue walked straight to the computer without saying a word.

Without seeing the real works, they will not directly attack the fighting spirit of young people. It is not good to be too full. They are all vixen who have lived for decades, and they are not so imbecile.

It's just that when they listen to the accompaniment later, their judgment standards will definitely be higher. After all, it is a short-term work, and I always feel worried about the quality.

Gu Qinghan followed behind them, but stopped beside Lu Yang. Although he didn't know if what he said was serious, as a girlfriend, all she could do now was support her.

She took his hand, that big hand didn't tremble, and had the same temperature as before, as if it was just a small thing that was within reach.

"How's the song?" She stood on tiptoe and asked in a low voice next to Lu Yang's ear.

"I think it's good."

Feeling the fiery breath hovering in his ears, Lu Yang also turned his head, and suddenly found that the two were very close, the tips of their noses touching, and they only needed to get closer to kiss each other.

Although it wasn't the first time, Lu Yang was still a little impulsive. He only had Gu Qinghan in his eyes. The whole day's practice made her look a little tired, and she didn't have the fairy air she had before.

But Lu Yang still thinks it is very beautiful.

So he leaned over.

next moment.

"hiss--"

He was stepped on, looking down, high heels.

The inhalation sound resounded throughout the room. Before Zhou Qiuyue and Fang Fei had time to click on the audio file, they were attracted by the strange sound. They turned their heads and saw Lu Yang, who pretended nothing happened, and endured the pain in the sole of his foot.

"What's wrong?" Fang Fei asked.

"There are mosquitoes." Lu Yang also learned Gu Qinghan's three-point ability, and lies came out of his mouth.

Fang Fei looked at the air conditioner that was gushing out cold air, then looked at Gu Qinghan's blushing face, sighed in her heart, "You are really fat", and turned to play the audio file again.

Gu Qinghan poked Lu Yang with his elbow, and rolled his eyes at him, meaning how dare you?
This is not no man's land, my mother is just one meter away in front of me, you just want to get bored with me behind her?
Made me lose face.

Lu Yang clasped his hands together to express his begging for mercy. He couldn't explain it now, but it was all because of his love. He almost forgot that his mother-in-law was in front of him for a while.

"Qinghan, you have to listen carefully, and you have to design which part you should sing." Zhou Qiuyue didn't turn her head, and her voice reached the ears of the two.

She turned on the accompaniment.

play.

The earphones were unplugged, and now they are playing outside. Fang Fei and Zhou Qiuyue frowned and listened carefully, not wanting to let go of any flaws.

But no.

The melodious sound of guqin came from the speakers, like the dew on a moonlit night, followed by the interlacing of keyboards, guitars, bass and drums.

Fang Fei and Zhou Qiuyue looked at each other, then shook their heads.

The reason they shook their heads was not because the accompaniment was bad, but because of the design and arrangement, they couldn't find any omissions.

——The pricking group of girlfriends fell again.

The tone of the accompaniment is very low, it is more like hearing the whispers of people in the distance, which is completely reduced to the foil of the lyrics.

Such a design fits well with the lyrics and music. They could even imagine Gu Qinghan's complete works sung with the accompaniment.

Just like flowers need green leaves, like the bright moon needs stars.

At the end of the accompaniment, several people were silent for a long time. Fang Fei really couldn't find any lyrics to comment on. She just gave a little idea, but these things have little sense of existence in the arrangement.

It can be said that this is the work of Lu Yang alone. It takes a very detailed look to find out where there is her guidance. This is like looking for ants in a herd of elephants.

"it is good."

After a long time, Fang Fei only had praises left.

"Listen again." Gu Qinghan suggested.

The two sitting in front of the computer agreed to Gu Qinghan's request. They wanted to see what other design details Lu Yang had, and Gu Qinghan always felt that he had found a new way of singing.

The full moon hanging high in the sky, and the noise in the background sounds like people coming and going to play and play. The person who sang the lyrics was thinking of their relatives who were thousands of miles away, and the loneliness permeated thousands of years.

It's like going back in time, back to the night when Lu Yang was drunk and talking to her in Huzhou, the same full moon, and the same yearning.

This time the song was over, Gu Qinghan didn't express her opinion, she took a sip of warm water to moisten her throat, and said:

"It's time to record."

Zhou Qiuyue and Fang Fei: "."

They just wanted to praise Lu Yang's design when he arranged the music. The prejudice of being eager for quick success and being too aggressive of young people has been overturned, and these two seniors have become students.

After all, the brains of young people are more flexible than those of their old antiques, and the accompaniment is no problem for them.

There is no doubt about this.

It can even be said that the quality of accompaniment has been raised to a whole new level.

Although it is still not as good as the lyrics, it has already exceeded their expectations. Compared to this, Gu Qinghan's previous practice results may become a factor that hinders him.

They started to worry about whether they deserved it again, and wanted Gu Qinghan to practice again, but she actually asked to record it directly.

These two young people.
It's true—it's not that a family doesn't enter a house.

Things can only be recorded by her now, try it, try it, the Gu family's great business is not lacking in this, after the few people prepared everything, they compared the OK to Gu Qinghan behind the glass partition.

Recording starts.

Without the guidance of others, and without paying attention to any details, Gu Qinghan sang softly along with the accompaniment:

"When is the bright moon, ask the blue sky for wine,

I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven
"

The very soft voice, erratic, seemed to come from outside the sky, slowly drifting to the body like a white feather, but several people could hear it heavily.

Lu Yang stood there blankly.

Fang Fei and Zhou Qiuyue were dumbfounded, which drama is this?

The effect of Gu Qinghan's practice just now is far from the brilliant level he is now, and his voice has become hoarse after practicing for a long time, but now it has become a bonus item for singing.

For songs expressing missing, the hoarse voice sounds more emotional, and the previous emotional problems are gone. At this time, Gu Qinghan is full of emotions, and he is the one who really wrote the lyrics.

what just happened?
Fang Fei and Zhou Qiuyue were puzzled, could it be possible that these two little guys could still have this effect by sneaking behind them?

If possible, they are willing to cooperate and pretend not to see.

"I declare that this recording is perfect." After Gu Qinghan finished singing, Fang Fei clapped her hands vigorously, "The post-production mixing and other things are on me and Qiuyue, you go back and rest."

Only Zhou Qiuyue was eager to try, and she peeked at the two holding hands again.

"How about... Qinghan's mother and I continue to stand in front of the computer, you continue behind the scenes, and record it again?"

Everyone: ".?"

Lu Yang only felt that this highly respected descendant of an old song was about to collapse, or that he had never shown the appearance of an old driver in front of them before, but he only knew
to run!

really slipped.

After eating, Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan were fully armed, with the peaked caps on their heads pressed down, shuttling through the dazzling array of containers in the supermarket, they were like young couples who had just entered the palace of marriage.

The shopping trolley in front of me was full of materials for making moon cakes. Flour, sugar, date paste, oil, pine nuts, fruits, etc. were almost full.

"Do you make so many mooncakes?" Lu Yang asked with some resentment.

He finally saw a woman's desire to shop. Now that he can spend half a day in a supermarket, how can he stand it when he goes shopping in the future?
And Gu Qinghan is still full of energy, "Mooncakes can be bought if you have money, and handmade things are innovative. There are a lot of people in my family during the autumn season, and there must be enough mooncakes."

"But these are enough." Lu Yang looked at the shopping cart in a daze.

"Almost something." Gu Qinghan said.

She led him to the snack area. There were spicy strips on both sides of the road, and the red oil leaked through the plastic bags. Under the light, the color was almost blood.

"No." Lu Yang stopped immediately, "I'm ready to film, you can't eat spicy sticks."

"I will not eat."

While Gu Qinghan was talking, he couldn't make it through the movements of his hands. He grabbed the spicy sticks beside him and threw them into the shopping cart.

"You don't eat it, why buy it?" Lu Yang didn't understand what she meant, "I don't eat it either."

"Make mooncakes."

Lu Yang: ".?"

"Wait." He took her hand grabbing the spicy strips, "I'll ask you a few questions."

"You ask."

"Who eats the mooncakes?"

"My family, I definitely won't eat mooncakes with spicy strips."

"Is this the Mid-Autumn Festival gift I gave to your family?" Lu Yang asked again.

"Yes." Gu Qinghan turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

"hiss--"

Lu Yang raised his forehead, "You don't think you want to use my hand to poison your whole family."

(End of this chapter)