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Chapter 191 Yang Xingyu’s selfishness
Zhen Xin frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Sing it again, and I'll see if it's the same as the one you sang just now."

She was obviously worried about him not having any music score, as he would sing differently every time.

Yang Xingyu understood the implication of her words, but did not comply with her request.

"You go get pen and paper first, I will sing and memorize at the same time!"

"You sing it again first, and I'll listen."

Zhen Xin still wanted to hear it again.

But the mouth was on Yang Xingyu, but he just didn't want to sing, and she had nothing to do. Seeing that he was unwilling to sing anymore, she had to get out of bed to get pen and paper.

In the following time, Yang Xingyu sang the song "Dye the Night Black" over and over again at her request.

In the original time and space, this was not a very well-known song.

The lyrics are also a bit too brief.

But it also has its own audience. People who like rock music and literature may like it very much.

The lyrics of this song are also quite interesting.

It seems to be very deep, but because the lyrics are too short, it is difficult for you to understand the depth of this song...what exactly it refers to.

However, it has a good melody and is quite comfortable to listen to.

In short, Yang Xingyu thought it was a good song to give to Zhen Xin. It would not only make her look at him in a different light, but it wouldn't make her an instant star in the entertainment industry because of this song.

He didn't want to send her into the entertainment industry with his own hands.

He had already heard how dirty that circle was.

Once a beautiful woman like Zhen Xin enters that circle, what is the difference between a little white sheep entering a wolf circle?
Expect wolves not to eat meat?

Or do you expect the little white sheep to be able to stop all the evil wolves?

With his current strength, even if he wanted to protect her, he would be unable to do so.

Seeing this, some people may say: Then just work hard!As a reborn person, if you work harder and quickly become the richest man in the country, are you still afraid that you can't protect her?

The question is - can a reborn person like him quickly become the richest man in the country through hard work?
Besides, he didn't want to live such a tiring life.

He feels that life is pretty good now.

The current income of more than 40 yuan a month will be almost 500 million yuan a year.

When his decoration company becomes profitable next year, its monthly net profit will increase.

If he does some other business in the future, he has no doubt that he will be rich and powerful in this life.

So, why make it more difficult for yourself?

Is Zhen Xin’s entry into the entertainment industry the best choice for her?
He doesn't think so.

If she really had that idea and ability, then she would enter the entertainment industry on her own ability. Anyway, he didn't want to send her there personally.

After Yang Xingyu sang it several times, Zhen Xin wrote down the lyrics and music score with pen and paper.

"Would you like to use piano accompaniment now and sing it yourself to see the effect?"

Yang Xingyu asked her.

He also wanted to hear the effect of her singing.

In other words, although he had long known that she taught music and they had been dating for several months, he had heard her play the piano, but he had never heard her actually sing.

Therefore, he was quite curious about what effect this song would have if she sang it.

Zhen Xin glanced at him, then looked at the lyrics and music scores in her hands. She pondered for a moment and shook her head slightly, "Forget it, it's getting late now. Playing the piano at this time will affect the neighbors' rest. Let's wait until tomorrow! Try again tomorrow morning. .”

Yang Xingyu nodded, "Then let's go to bed now?"

Zhen Xin hummed.

As the lights in the bedroom went out, the two of them hugged each other and lay on the bed. Zhen Xin suddenly asked softly: "Have you ever written any other songs?"

Yang Xingyu: "???"

Yang Xingyu, who suspected that she wanted to be a singer, answered silently for two or three seconds: "No, this is the only one for now."

Want to get another song from me?

Die this heart!

"Then will you write again in the future?"

she asked again.

Yang Xingyu: "I won't write anymore. Why write this thing? Why not study some new dishes?"

For him, studying a good new dish may be of great use in the future, such as opening a chain restaurant with this dish as the main dish.

That's where he excels.

Zhen Xin: "..."

After a moment of silence, Zhen Xin said: "I think you should try to write a few more songs in the future! From today's song "Dye the Night Black", it can be seen that you have talent in this area. If you waste this talent, I think It’s a pity.”

Yang Xingyu: "As you said, I wasted a lot of my talent. What's the pity?"

When he's with his girlfriend, bragging occasionally is a hobby he can't help but brag about.

Zhen Xin: "Oh? Then tell me, what other talents have you wasted?"

Yang Xingyu: "You still need to ask? Don't you think I can make a fortune even if I serve a rich woman?"

Zhen Xin: "..."

After a moment of silence, Zhen Xin asked, "Are you talking about cooking for the rich woman?"

Yang Xingyu: "Hey! That's just one of my talents. Besides cooking, don't you know what else I can serve the rich woman?"

Zhen Xin: "Help a rich woman raise a dog?"

There was already a hint of laughter in her voice.

Yang Xingyu curled his lips, "You underestimate me! With me, does a rich woman still need a dog?"

"Puchi..."

Even though Zhen Xin had a good laugh, she couldn't help laughing at this time.

After she finished laughing, she suppressed her laughter and said, "No wonder! No wonder I don't want to keep a dog since I got together with you."

Yang Xingyu: "..." What should I do if my girlfriend is so presumptuous?
Yang Xingyu was silent for a few seconds, and then explained his choice with practical actions-do her!
He felt that all the wantonness of women was due to one thing - the lack of harmony between yin and yang.

Just like the legendary resentful woman, she is a typical example.

Therefore, he wanted to help Zhen Xin reconcile yin and yang.

do what he can.

However, due to his efforts, Zhen Xin could no longer laugh. Instead, she gradually began to cry indistinctly.

……

the next morning.

When Yang Xingyu was making breakfast for himself and Zhen Xin in the kitchen, with his back to the living room, he suddenly heard the sound of a piano with a low rhythm.

He looked back.

He saw Zhen Xin, who was wearing a white nightgown, sitting in front of the piano, her slender fingers jumping on the keys, playing music with clear rhythm and deep sound.

On the music stand in front of her were the lyrics and music scores she had recorded last night.

After a prelude, her cold voice sang the lyrics.

"Opening a window that hasn't been opened for a long time, dust is scattered on the ground left and right.
I completely forgot how long I stood here,

Completely forgotten, any direction..."

This was the first time he heard Zhen Xin sing so seriously.

Her voice was very clear, with a hint of coldness.

But it inexplicably fits the mood of this song.

As Yang Xingyu listened, he no longer cared about the breakfast in the pot. He squinted and looked at Zhen Xin beside the piano in the living room.

When she sang, "Reality and dreams, I have no doubt. Why does the thick ink dye the night black? Apply it arbitrarily, smear it around the moonlight at will?" Yang Xingyu only felt a numbness in his heart.

Maybe it's because of his love for Zhen Xin.

Maybe it’s because Zhen Xin’s voice is really suitable for singing this song.

Anyway, when her cold voice sang here, he felt that his heart was touched.

——I can’t “write songs” for her anymore!

At this moment, the idea in Yang Xingyu's mind became very firm.

He was afraid that if he gave her a few more good-quality songs, she would really become popular.

And he didn't want her to be a singer.

Because no matter how beautiful the bird flies in the sky, he hopes that bird can stay in his birdcage.

As for...good things should be shared with everyone?

Feel sorry!

He is not that generous. He can applaud and applaud anyone who is willing to share the woman he likes with everyone, but he himself is reluctant to do so.

He knew that once his thoughts were known to others, they would definitely be accused of being narrow-minded and selfish.

But he doesn't care.

Because even if he breaks the law, he only hopes that Zhen Xin belongs to him alone.

After singing the song, Zhen Xin gently touched the keys with her hands and sat motionless for a moment before turning to look at the kitchen, looking at Yang Xingyu from a distance with cold eyes.

She gave him a smile.

Yang Xingyu slowly raised his hands, clapped slowly, and walked over while clapping.

Zhen Xin: "What do you think of my singing?"

Yang Xingyu walked up to her, put his hands on her shoulders, and said with a smile: "The applause I just gave has already explained my attitude."

There was a smile in Zhen Xin's eyes, "Do you think there is anything else that needs to be adjusted?"

Yang Xingyu looked at the nightgown she was wearing and said with a smile: "Adjustment... I think you can dress more formally next time. That way you will look very handsome when you play the piano and sing at the same time, with an aura of at least 1.8 meters!"

"Aura? Ha."

Zhen Xin laughed.

"I think it's a bit monotonous to just use piano accompaniment."

She suddenly frowned and said.

However, Yang Xingyu felt that using only piano accompaniment was unique.

"very good already!"

He said.

Zhen Xin shook her head, "You are not a professional. You don't understand. If you are entertaining yourself, using the piano is enough. But if you want to make it more professional, you have to add some other accompaniments."

Yang Xingyu frowned slightly, "What do you want to do?"

Zhen Xin smiled, "I don't want to do anything. I just want to find someone to be a good accompanist, and then find a recording studio to record this song and see the effect."

Before Yang Xingyu could answer, she suddenly sighed and said, "Unfortunately, this song is not suitable to be played during a wedding. Otherwise, when I record it officially, it can be played at the wedding when we get married." Let’s play this song, think about it! Wouldn’t it be very romantic if we played an original song composed by you and sung by me at our wedding?”

When she said this, Yang Xingyu really felt a little romantic.

It's a bit like a romantic drama.

Is she lying to me about writing a song for her?
Yang Xingyu looked at her suspiciously, "You want me to write a song suitable for a wedding?"

Zhen Xin was startled, and then her eyes brightened significantly. She stood up and looked at him with some surprise, "Yes! This is a good idea! Why don't you write it down when you have time?"

Yang Xingyu frowned and examined her expression.

Carefully tell whether she is playing him?

Didn't she think of this idea just now?Did he really remind her?

"I've never been married, so I'm afraid I can't write a song like that."

He was suspicious and made a joke.

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