The life I long for is the God of Food

"The keyboard is wet, and there's anyone like me. "

Ibid. "

"My mom sat next to me and she cried. She said she remembered that when she and my dad were younger, it was really not easy for the two of us to be together. "

"This song is also too sad, as if there is a love story hidden. "

"It's really good, and I can't find this song on the Internet. "

Yu Nong said that it was taught by his master. I'm very curious about what kind of person Master Nong is, he must be a master in the world!".

...

The program team was also stunned, and almost all the girls were secretly wiping their tears.

Maybe they haven't read the story of "Liang Zhu", but the context compiled by the melody is enough to touch their sensual hearts fiercely.

Love is a theme that never goes out of style and never fades.

Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, it is the same.

Wang Zhengyu was also stunned, and it took a long time to recover from the shock of the melody.

"Hurry!".

He hurriedly urged.

Xixi and Wang Zhengyu have cooperated for many years, and naturally understand.

"It's been recorded, and the sound and picture quality are good. "

"Good!".

Wang Zhengyu decisively arranged: "Edit it, and upload it to Yu Nong's Weibo.. And Aite, what was that last time? What..".

"Ye Xiaoan?".

"Yes, it's him, the master of Chinese music. There are also big Vs related to folk music, all of which are given to me Aite. "

"Understood!".

Heeki suppressed her excitement and hurried down.

Wang Zhengyu clenched his fists, faintly excited in his heart, "Longing" will definitely be able to rub against the thick tune this time.

In an instant, I was a little stunned.

Since when has "Longing" started to rub the popularity of the guests?

And it's an amateur guest.

Wang Zhengyu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

This Yu Nong is really a god.

...

"Brother, why do I listen to this song so unpleasant..."

Zu'er hugged Yu Nong, lying in his arms, with pear blossoms and rain on his little face, like a poor kitten.

Yu Nong couldn't help but reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Then I won't blow it in the future." "

"No!".

Zu'er didn't lean up again, and raised her little face, "Brother blows well, Zu'er will listen to it in the future." "

I don't know when it started, "Brother Yu Nong" has become a word - "brother".

"Yu .. Yu ..".

Dahua held the violin and paced a little crampedly.

Peng Peng pushed him in the back: "Go, brother, don't be embarrassed, Brother Yu Nong is so good..".

Dahua seemed to have mustered up enough courage and walked in front of Yu Nong.

"This tune. . . Can.. Teach me?".

Dahua was embarrassed.

Because this is an unprecedented tune, it can be regarded as Yu Nong's original.

asked the original creator for the score, and the relationship between the two was not very close.

"Yes. "

Yu Nong agreed almost without hesitation.

Dahua was stunned, unable to believe his ears.

Then there was an irrepressible excitement on his face.

"Really.. Really?!great..".

Dahua was so excited that he became incoherent: "Then what will I call you in the future... Master, to Master!".

Yu Nong smiled.

If "Liang Zhu" can be adapted into a violin piece, so that more people can hear it, and even spread it abroad, it will be considered a merit.

"Don't worry, master, the composer will definitely write your .. Well, master, are you tired, I'll help you beat your back.. If you are thirsty or not, I will pour water for you..".

Dahua was as happy as a child, and he didn't know whether to sit or stand.

"This tune..".

Ying Bao suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked at her, but there was only one Yu Nong in her watery eyes.

"Isn't it telling a story?".

Yu Nong was slightly surprised and nodded, "Yes, it's a love story." "

Ying Bao smiled shallowly, her smile was as bright as a flower under the candlelight, as beautiful as the moon in the mirror, which made people feel in a trance for a while.

"The story must be beautiful..".

Ying Bao said softly.

Yu Nong recalled "Liang Zhu", which he had been familiar with since he was a child and had heard countless times, and sighed: "It is indeed beautiful..".

"Brother!".

Zu'er raised her head and said to Yu Nong coquettishly with the strength of wine: "I want to listen, you tell me this story." "

"Yes, I'll tell you about it. "

He Jiong echoed and said.

The others also looked at Yu Nong expectantly.

"Speak, brother, I want to hear it!".

"Brother Yu Nong, tell us about it. "

"Master!tell a story!".

Yu Nong nodded helplessly, looked at a place, and fell into memory.

"Then I'll talk about it while I think about it. There is a woman in Shangyu County, Yuezhou, called Zhu Yingtai, who likes to read poetry and books since she was a child, and wants to go out to study...

"Liang Zhu", which belongs to another time and space, is narrated from Yu Nong's peaceful words, and everyone is quiet, only to hear the sporadic frog chirping in early summer.

"It's raining outside the window, and I'm listening to Yu Nong's story, and it's a really good feeling. "

"This kind of Yu Nong is really handsome and woody, I feel that he is like a genius in ancient times, elegant and modest. "

"I think Yu Nong is a good match with Yingbao, and Yingbao is also beautiful. "

"Don't forget Ni Ni. "

"Shhh, don't talk upstairs, listen carefully to Yu Nong's story. "

...

Wang Zhengyu was fascinated by listening to Yu Nong's story, and suddenly someone stabbed him in the arm.

Turning around, it's Xixi.

"What's wrong?".

Xi Xi picked up the background statistics in his hand and handed them to Wang Zhengyu.

"Director Wang, look, in the past half an hour, there are only more than 20,000 barrages in the live broadcast room. "

"What?!".

Wang Zhengyu was taken aback.

"Quickly let someone inform Yu Nong and let him stop talking!".

Since the launch of "Longing", the number of barrages per minute has not dropped 200,000, and 20,000 in half an hour, what is the concept?

All the viewers in the live broadcast room are almost gone.

Wang Zhengyu is not in a hurry.

I'm sorry to listen to it and sink in, damn it!

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