My wife was reborn before me

Chapter 85 The Second Paparazzi

After eating a little beef curry rice and some fried seasonal vegetables, Xu Yan finally felt a little better, not as irritable as before.

At the same time, she also listened to Yang Yang talk about his experiences outside the school.

"So you spent so long just to buy me a mobile phone?"

Xu Yan was still a little skeptical, now that there are mobile phone shops everywhere in the city, how could it take so long to buy a mobile phone.

Yang Yang took out a box and pushed it in front of Xu Yan, asking her to open it. When he saw the phone inside, he couldn't believe it.

"Zhuo'an mobile phone?" Xu Yan said in shock holding a brand new mobile phone.

"Well, it's a purchasing agency. The user experience is very poor. We'll wait for domestic products next year." Yang Yang nodded solemnly at the side.

Regarding the mobile phone, Yang Yang only knew that this year was the release year of the first Zhuo An mobile phone, but he didn’t know much about the inside information. It was not until today that he found several mobile phone business halls that he bought this phone from a big sister at a high price. The mobile phone I brought back, and inquired about the news about the domestic Android mobile phone.

In addition to the Apple machine, the first domestically-made Android mobile phone in China will be released next year. At that time, the real golden age of Android smartphones will come.

As for the Apple machine, the situation is basically the same as that of the Zhuo An mobile phone. It is very unfriendly to domestic users now, and it will change when the user base increases next year.

In general, even if Yang Yang and Xu Yan have good mobile phones, they will not have a good user experience before next year.

"So I found a few more stores and bought you a mobile phone of the same model." Yang Yang took out another mobile phone that was exactly the same as Xu Yan's mobile phone from his pocket.

Holding two mobile phones, Xu Yan couldn't help but feel a little moved, and she had already forgiven Yang Yang.

"I accept your wish, don't spend money recklessly next time." Xu Yan said so, but her face was full of happiness.

Just when Yang Yang was about to lament that women are material animals, Xu Yan returned Zhuo An's phone to him.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yang was a little puzzled, why don't you want a good mobile phone?
"This phone is too ugly. I don't like it. You can keep it for yourself." Xu Yan used Zhuo An's phone a few times, but it was not as easy to use as her current phone.

"Okay." Yang Yang took back the phone helplessly.

Sometimes what you give is wrong, no matter how good it is, women don't like it.

Yang Yang intends to keep this mobile phone as a collection, after all, it is a milestone in the history of Zhuo An's mobile phone development.

"It's almost late for self-study, today's singing practice is wasted, why don't we skip class and go to the music classroom to practice singing at night?" After receiving Yang Yang's gift, Xu Yan had a bold idea.

"Don't you guys have no homework for National Day?" Yang Yang was a little surprised. Could it be that the teachers in Yunzhong are all reincarnated Bodhisattvas, and they didn't assign homework during the seven-day long holiday?
"That's right, help me write." Xu Yan was splashed with cold water in an instant, but she soon regained her spirits and turned her idea to Yang Yang.

"You have one year less review than me, so you should need to study more questions to get back the feeling of being a student."

Look, is this still a human language?

Yang Yang had already finished eating his own rice. Seeing that there were still two large slices of beef on his wife's plate, he immediately put it into his mouth as fast as he could. Then he took the last bunch of fried vegetables and served them Empty the plate by myself, grease the soles of my feet and prepare to run away.

The sudden change made Xu Yan unable to react. She blinked and looked at the curry beef rice bowl with only a few pieces of potatoes and carrots left on her plate. Yang Yang had already run behind her and said:
"It's okay to warm the bed, let me help you with your homework, don't even think about it."

Does this still look like someone else's husband?

Meeting such a husband, what else can Xu Yan say, but to mourn her future youth.

This is in response to that sentence, the good youth is fed to the dog, and it is still a erha.

In the end, Yang Yang and Xu Yan wasted the whole afternoon because of the mobile phone, and the evening self-study time was also spent on homework.

It's not that Yang Yang doesn't want to skip class at night to practice singing. On the one hand, the music classroom is not far from the classroom, and playing the piano at night may attract the teacher.

On the other hand, he really didn't want to spend a good National Day holiday thinking about not finishing his holiday homework.

So it was not until the next afternoon that Yang Yang and Xu Yan returned to the music classroom after participating in the competition.

This time Xu Yan was not alone, Yang Yang walked into the music classroom together with the manuscript of his score.

When he came to the piano in the corner of the podium in the classroom, Yang Yang asked Xu Yan to sit aside with the lyrics, while he sat in front of the piano and put away the manuscript of the score.

"I'll play it first, and compare the lyrics to find out if it feels right." Yang Yang stroked the piano keys that he hadn't touched for almost half a month, and then began to play slowly.

One after another, notes burst out from the music classroom, and with the breeze outside the window, they flew to the clouds in the sky together.

Suddenly, a voice popped out from the music classroom, interrupting everything.

"No! Although you play the song very well, it feels different from the first time I heard the song." Xu Yan was full of expectations, but she couldn't help being a little disappointed after hearing Yang Yang's piano playing.

It's not that Yang Yang doesn't play the piano well, but the piano music alone always makes Xu Yan feel that there is something missing.

"This is not a finished product. If it is a finished product, more musical instruments will be added. It is estimated that professional accompaniment synthesis software will be used. This can only be done after going to Nanhu to find Lao Qiao." Yang Yang spread his hands, saying that he is not omnipotent, and he also needs Someone help.

Because a good song cannot lack the help of a good team behind it.

On this point, Yang Yang is not worried at all. With Lao Qiao's contacts there, it won't be too difficult to find a team for help, or to form a team of their own in the future.

"Then what song do you want me to practice with you?" Xu Yan complained, but she still lowered her head and continued to read the lyrics, and continued to recall the original melody of the song in her mind.

Seeing his wife's gesture, Yang Yang smiled and turned around to continue playing the piano.

The melodious music in the music classroom continued, accompanied by the clear and soft voice of the girl, who began to sing along with the music.

"Reopen the letter you wrote to me."

"Reminiscing about the past we walked through"

The notes played by the piano, melodious and ethereal, gradually knocked into Xu Yan's heart.

"I think of you playing the piano for me by the window"

"Singing soothes my wounded heart"

Music is the most direct way to express people's feelings, but the pure piano accompaniment seems a little sad. Before a song is finished, the tears in Xu Yan's eyes can't be controlled.

While playing the piano, Yang Yang took a pen to mark the unsatisfactory parts on the manuscript of the score, and revised them together later.

But when he saw Xu Yan who was already in tears from the corner of his eye, he put down his pen and reached out to gently wipe away the tears on his wife's face.

Before he had time to feel that women are indeed made of water, he suddenly saw a figure poking his head outside the window, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

Yang Yang didn't stop with one hand, and signaled Xu Yan with his eyes: there is another paparazzi.

Xu Yan sang for a while, then turned her head to look out of the window, only to see a strand of hair exposing the owner hiding under the window.

Yang Yang kept his hands on his hands, and gave Xu Yan a wink, she immediately understood, stood up and walked towards the window.

When Xu Yan walked to the window and saw the girl hiding under the window, she immediately showed a helpless expression on her face, opened the window, and knocked on the girl's head.

"Student Ai Ai, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing Xu Yan's voice, Cao Aiai, who was inexperienced as a paparazzi for the first time, hurriedly stood up.

"No, I was just passing by, and I didn't intend to secretly take pictures."

(End of this chapter)