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MTL - Film Emperor’s Adorable Wife From Ancient Times-Chapter 12
"Yang Zong, may you just appreciate my talent, or look at my face and want to sleep?"
Wen Yan, Yang Yi, a stagnation, eavesdropping Yang An Yu can not help but widen his eyes, this information is slightly larger!
"Hey, what are you doing at the door? Why don't you go in?" At this moment, the voice of a waiter's brother suddenly sounded, and suddenly he scared Yang Anyu.
The dialogue between Yang Lan and Qin Nuo was also interrupted.
Current bar, Qin Nuoxi performed on stage, Yang Lan listened quietly for more than ten minutes in the audience, and then Yang Yangyu was pulled to a corner.
After the brothers sat down, the waiter’s brother also brought in the drinks.
Seeing the atmosphere is a bit wrong, especially Yang Lan is still a gloomy face, the waiter sneaked away after a smile, where to dare to bother.
"Yang Anyu, how much have you overheard?" I don't like to turn around and Yang Hao opens the door to see the mountain.
"I didn't hear it clearly."
Yang Anyu squinted slightly. The original brother Yang Lan also liked men, and just listened to Qin Nuxi’s tone, is that Yang Lan intends to pack - raise him?
The sharp-eyed Yang Lan apparently did not believe, and he glanced at Yang Anyu: "No matter what you hear, give me all the time."
Yang Anyu nodded and suddenly said: "Brother, should you not force Nosy?"
There may be a gold master behind many stars. Although this kind of thing is more common, he always feels that Yang Lan does not force Qin Nuoxi. This brother, although sometimes grumpy, should not be the kind of person. .
Yang Lan was obviously stunned and licked his lips: "Of course. But Yang Anyu, in the future, my private affairs, you don't need to control. Who will allow you to go to the sea election tomorrow?"
"I……"
Yang An Yu stunned, and sure enough, this matter can't stop Yang Lan for how long.
"You don't have to explain it, I don't want to listen, and I don't have to listen." Yang Lan waved his hand and his tone was very impatient. "In short, you can quit the game directly."
"..." Yang Anyu grinned, Yang Lan is still the "cruel and ruthless" brother, and more and more specialized - system.
"If I don't quit, I insist on standing on the stage of the qualifier?"
Yang Lan sneered: "Oh, Yang Anyu, do you want to be a star?"
Yang Anyu did not answer, he thought of Yi Chenyan in the first time.
Yang Lan only when he is the default, ironic smile: "So what strength do you have? I know that you will dance, I heard that I have also learned martial arts before, but you sing too badly, there is no acting."
Yang Anyu squeezed his palm: "You are right, but -"
"Don't be!" Yang Anyu, you are the illegitimate son of Dad. Now you can enter the Yang family as the so-called young master, but it is his embarrassment to your mother. If the father is still alive, he will definitely spoil you, all the way. Holding your straw bag, he is willing to pay much."
Yang Lan did not hide the ridicule in his words. After taking a sip of the wine glass, he continued. "But I am different from my father. After he left, although the company is now managed by me, they can be uncle People have been staring at me, yelling at my position, and I hope that I will do something."
As he spoke, his emotions came up and he drank the remaining drink from the cup.
Yang Anyu remains silent: "..."
After Yang Peng’s heart attack died, the newly appointed Yang Lan did face a lot of pressure, and many eyes were staring at him. This Yang is superficially young and very beautiful, but in fact, there are various contradictions hidden inside the Yang family, and the uncles are all eyeing him.
"Yang Anyu, in my eyes, you are a mixed boy with no hair, so I won't let you go to shame!"
In a blink of an eye, Yang Lan is another glass of wine.
It seems that my brother, Yang Lan, is really like a water stop. Yang Anyu is not like the original owner. He will not quarrel with Yang Lan, and it is unwise to argue with some drunken people.
Although he didn't have much ambition and thought about winning the championship, he still didn't want to give up. He still tried hard to try again. Yang Anyu was thinking about ways to plead with Yang Lan. Suddenly, Qin Nuoxi took the initiative.
The lyrical song has stopped, the rock music has sounded again, and the stage has been replaced by a few **** sisters. As the music writhed his body, Qin Nuoxi slowly moved to a slightly sloppy Yang Lan.
"If you have to force Yang Anyu to withdraw from the competition, then if there is a chance in the future, I will not enter Shangyi."
This sentence does not seem to be salty or light, but Qin Nuoxi’s eyes are very determined. Yang Lan’s sudden lack of drunkenness is instantly awake.
"Qin Noch, you?"
Yang Lan looked at Qin Nuohe. He had refused before, but today it seems to have a turn.
Is he talking about himself? Yang Anyu also stared at Qin Nuo, and her heart was grateful.
"It's not early, I am going to work soon. Yang always goes back to rest earlier." Qin Nuoxi said, his eyes did not stay too much in Yang Lan, and soon turned to Yang Anyu, "As for You, my new apprentice, will be obedient in the future."
"Yeah." Yang Anyu has a heavy nod.
For the next check-up, Yang Anyu still has a good class at school during the normal working day, but once he has a break, he will sing and dance with Guo Lixu.
Yang Anyu is good at dancing, but he is fully grateful to the original owner. There are so many memories about dance on the body. The extensive practice accumulated in the past few years has enabled Yang Anyu to learn new dance steps very quickly, and he himself has a good grasp of the rhythm.
In the dance hall, the two often jumped into the sweat and finally sat down on the ground. In the process of practicing dance, pressing legs, splits, lower waists and other stretching exercises, Yang An feather did not bother with effort, but also smiled.
The flexibility of Yang Anyu's body is so good!
Because they were not in the same class, they didn't have a physical class before, so Guo Lixu was completely shocked. He only thought that Yang Anyu was a "mollus animal". However, although Yang Anyu's body was soft, the dance movement was clean and powerful.
But when it comes to singing, Yang Anyu is in a state of silence.
Fortunately, Yang Anyu hooked up Qin Nuoxi, and he invited the "Qin teacher" to practice together and guide himself by the way.
Qin Nuoxi is a follower, and Yang Anyu and Guo Lixu also got together. Once they were born and cooked, the three became familiar.
At Chengyu College, the three men went to practice in the unmanned music classroom.
After listening to Yang Anyu's song, Qin Nuoqi clap his hands and gave a certain affirmation: "Xiao Yu, you have a good voice, the words are clear, the sound is very accurate, and the sound recognition is also very high."
"But you lack skill in the way the songs are handled, and you also sing the songs..." Qin Nuoxi’s helpless hand, a lot of words are self-evident.
"It's bad." Yang Anyu smiled, and he was very self-aware about this.
Guo Lixu stunned and just wanted to open his mouth. Who knows that Qin Nuoxi’s eyes were picking, and suddenly he smiled and said: "But you are sincere."
Yang Anyu stayed.
"You are singing with your heart." Without a hint of jokes, Qin Nuo said seriously, "Xiao Yu, you do have a lot of deficiencies, but as long as you have been singing so hard, you will definitely improve, and you will be able to move in the future." The more people."
The sullen Yang Anyu finally returned, and he showed a big smile. Then he took Qin Nuxi’s hand and jumped and said: “Noshi, is this your true heart? I... I am so happy. I used to be so powerful, haha."
Qin Nuoxi: "..."
Guo Lixu on the side couldn't help but vomit the channel: "Hey, Yang Anyu, your tail is tilted up."
After another day, Guo Lixu looked at Yang Anyu’s song of practicing Yi Chenyan, and he frowned.
"Do you want to change the song? Don't just stare at the songs of the predecessors, you should find the first one that suits you better."
Yi Chenyan is a subwoofer, and Yang Anyu's voice is clear and bright, so many of his songs are not suitable for Yang Anyu. At the time of the sea election, if Yang Anyu did not sing "No Words and Eternal", the situation may be better.
Yang Anyu shook his head: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I just tried this draft. I have always been mentally prepared to be eliminated, but I want to try to sing his songs."
"You have this brain powder!" Guo Lixu was in a hurry.
Yang Anyu did not refute, he smiled and said: "But I want to be honored to be eliminated, and strive to let the judges listen to me completely singing a song!"
Guo Lixu: "..."
Qin Nuoxi bent his lips and bent, but he felt that Yang Anyu was more and more interesting.
"Xiao Yu, you can choose a dance music, then add a little adaptation, add some new moves, you are good at dancing, then use dance to add points." Qin Nuxi suggested.
Guo Lixu also echoed and nodded.
At the beginning, Yi Chenyan's position was a versatile singer. The early album also included dance music. However, there is a certain sense of time, and it is necessary to add new elements that conform to the trend. This fusion is also innovative.
Yang Anyu thought about his chin, and suddenly he came up with new ideas. Then he nodded again and again: "Well, thank you."
Two weeks passed, and this night, Yi Chenyan rushed home from the city of C.
He did not let Li Anyu inform Yang Anyu beforehand, so Yang Anyu did not know. When I took off my coat, Yi Chenyan went to the living room and found that there was light in the room of Yang Anyu. Although the light was weak, it still came out through the door.
Unlike Yi Chenyan, Yang Anyu has no habit of locking the door, because the family often only lives alone, so the door is hidden.
Yi Chenyan was a little hesitant, but he thought about it, but gently pushed the door open.
In the room, Yang Anyu lit a lamp, but slept on the desk.
Some helpless low sighs, Yi Chenyan took a closer look, in addition to the usual books on the table, there are several paintings of paper, there are music scores, also recorded some of the main points of dance movements.
The young master is still wearing headphones to listen to the song, but has already fallen into a dream.
The power of the mobile phone is running low, and I don’t want to disturb Yang Anyu. Yi Chenyan carefully took off Yang’an’s earphones. I thought about putting it aside, but when I saw the name of the song, his eyes were Shrink.
This is... his song.