Back to 2006

When he received this message from Qi Wentao, Yang Xingyu was in the car going to Zhen Xin's residence. Tiger was driving and Yang Xingyu was sitting in the back seat.

After reading the message sent by Qi Wentao, Yang Xingyu frowned.

Because this Saturday is the day when Zhen Xin's family is visiting his home. This is their local wedding custom. Before the wedding, the woman's parents and close relatives must visit the man's home and recognize him.

If the woman's parents and relatives are dissatisfied, the marriage will be ruined.

Only when you are satisfied will the wedding date be officially set.

Judging from the date, he and Zhen Xin's parents have already decided on this Saturday morning.

Once this date is set, it cannot be changed easily.

However, Qi Wentao sent a message at this time saying that Qi Meilan was going to the hospital to have an abortion this Saturday.

How could he, Yang Xingyu, have time to stop him?

He frowned and replied to Qi Wentao: "Uncle, can't you stop me?"

Qi Wentao quickly replied: "I can't stop it."

Yang Xingyu wanted to call him a loser, but when the words came to his lips, he still couldn't. After all, Qi Wentao was Qi Meilan's father, and he almost became his father-in-law. He, Yang, couldn't be so ungrateful.

But Yang Xingyu was really a little annoyed at this time. He had written such a letter of guarantee to Qi Wentao. Now when Qi Wentao needed to be effective, Qi Wentao actually said that he could not stop it.

What is this if not waste?

After thinking about it, Yang Xingyu forwarded the news that Qi Meilan was going to have an abortion on Saturday to Ni Jieru, asking Ni Jieru to find a way to stop it.

If Ni Jieru wants to earn his one million, he has to do something.

After a while, Ni Jieru replied: "I understand. I will go see her tomorrow and persuade her. Don't worry! I will definitely prevent her from having an abortion this time."

Ni Jieru's attitude made Yang Xingyu satisfied, and felt that this was the attitude towards doing things with money.

Unlike Qi Wentao, he is also the vice principal! At the critical moment, it's useless.

Seeing that he was approaching the community where Zhen Xin lived, Yang Xingyu habitually deleted those messages and then silenced his phone.

When he arrived at Zhen Xin's residence, he unexpectedly saw Zhen Xin sitting at the dining table. There was a stack of scratch paper, a pencil, and a rectangular eraser on the dining table.

Yang Xingyu asked curiously while changing his shoes: "What are you doing? Do you want to write something?"

Zhen Xin held the tea cup with both hands, took a sip of tea, smiled at him, and said in a nonchalant manner: "It's not that I want to write anything, the paper and pen are all prepared for you."

Yang Xingyu was stunned, "Prepared for me?"

Do you want me to write down some evidence of my crime in my own hand?

The suspicion crossed his mind.

Zhen Xin smiled and waved to him, "Come here and write!"

"Write what?"

After changing his slippers, Yang Xingyu walked over slowly. With his character, it was impossible for him to take the initiative to confess any evidence of crime.

Therefore, he was mentally prepared to refuse to admit it and fight to the end.

Zhen Xin pushed the paper and pen in front of him and said with a smile: "Write a song! I have already received the certificate from you, why can't you write another song for me? I still want to write it at our wedding. Singing the new song you wrote!"

"Write a song?"

Yang Xingyu was surprised and felt inexplicably relieved.

For him, as long as he is not asked to confess any evidence of crime, everything else is easy to talk about.

Zhen Xin nodded, "Yes, it's been a long time since you gave me the song "Dye the Night Black", right? It's been such a long time, do you really have no inspiration at all?"

Yang Xingyu pulled out the chair next to her and sat down.

Hearing this, he subconsciously shook his head and smiled: "It's true that I haven't had any inspiration yet. You know how busy I am during this period. The only time I have to rest is spent here with you. I don't have any time to think of new songs, don't you think?"

He didn't want to write a new song for her.

First, there are new songs from Yuan Shikong after 2007. There are only a few songs that he can remember the complete lyrics of. He can sing the complete songs, and most of them are old songs from the past.

Secondly, he doesn't want Zhen Xin to sing his songs and become popular in the music world.

The new songs after 2007 that he can remember the complete lyrics and singing methods are basically those that were popular in the original time and space.

And Zhen Xin's musical literacy is obviously not low. If he really writes one or two songs like that for her, she might really become famous in the music world.

And how dirty the entertainment industry is!

He's not mentally ill, so how could he want his wife to join that circle?

Does the entertainment industry make money quickly?

So what?

Can't he make money?

It's not like he is bankrupt like someone, so why does he need his wife to go to that circle to help him make money?

"Then start thinking now!"

Zhen Xin pushed the pen and paper on the table closer to him.

After saying that, he added: "If you don't write a song tonight, don't even think about going to bed! I won't go to bed either, I'll stay here with you."

After saying that, she looked at him with smiling eyes.

She looked like she was consumed with him.

Yang Xingyu was helpless, "Are you rushing to sell it? I'm not a music major. It was really an accident that I was lucky enough to write a song. Otherwise, wife, let's go to bed quickly? What should I do tonight? I’ll listen to you and I’ll make sure you have a lot of fun! How about it?”

Zhen Xin rolled her eyes at him, stood up and said, "I'll make you a cup of coffee! Don't think about anything else. I've been waiting for you to write me a new song, but how long have I been waiting? You wrote it for me. Really? So, I’m going to force you tonight. If you can’t write it tonight, we’ll sit here until dawn.”

While she was talking, she had already walked around the dining table, fetched a can of coffee powder from the shelf on the wall, opened a teacup upside down on the dining table, and actually brewed coffee for him.

Moreover, Yang Xingyu saw that she put quite a lot of coffee powder into the cup.

How could he want to drink such strong coffee this late at night?

He has a lot of work tomorrow!

"Really want to write?"

he asked with a wry smile.

Zhen Xin nodded.

Yang Xingyu was unwilling to give in and asked again: "Do you have to write a song?"

Zhen Xin nodded again.

Yang Xingyu looked at her sideways, thought for a while, suddenly stood up, walked over and hugged her slender waist, and moved his face towards her, trying to sleep on her.

He is good at this kind of gangster tactics.

but……

Zhen Xin put a hand in front of his mouth and said with a half-smile, "If you dare to act rogue, I will definitely make you regret it."

Yang Xingyu frowned, "Why do you make me regret it?"

Zhen Xin chuckled and asked, "You want to know?"

Yang Xingyu nodded.

Zhen Xin: "You will know if you try it. Do you dare to try it?"

Don't tell me, seeing her say that, and her expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, although Yang Xingyu really wanted to try it, he was still a little frightened.

Because every time Zhen Xin retaliated against him, he couldn't guard against it.

Don't talk about it at all, just say that time he wanted her to talk, but when she went out to use the bathroom, she ate two spicy sticks, and then he learned what it meant to be unbearably spicy in life.

As a result, he still has a psychological shadow on La Tiao.

"Honey, I love you! Let's go to bed, okay?"

He was still trying to get rid of Zhen Xin's idea of ​​forcing him to write songs. Zhen Xin smiled and shook her head.

Yang Xingyu didn't give up and said, "I love you for the rest of my life, isn't that enough?"

The corners of Zhen Xin's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, but she still held back her smile and shook her head slowly.

This is nothing to talk about.

He discovered that since receiving the certificate, Zhen Xin's attitude towards him was different from before.

In the past, she would never dare to force him to do anything like this.

But now, that certificate seemed to give her the confidence, and she became bolder.

And he seemed to be really threatened by her.

This is very speechless.

With a long sigh, Yang Xingyu let her go resignedly, sat back to where he was before, picked up the pencil he had sharpened long ago, adjusted the position of the manuscript paper, squinted at the manuscript paper, and thought about what kind of song he should write for her. s song?

He didn't want to write her a song that was popular in his memory.

He didn't dare to write even a non-nutritious saliva song like "Learning to Meow" to her, because the song "Learning to Meow" in his memory was very popular even though it was not nutritious.

Moreover, he could only sing the easiest lines of the song "Learning to Meow", and he didn't know the rest of the lyrics.

Zhen Xin saw him squinting in thought, thinking that he was really looking for inspiration and preparing to write a new song for her, so she didn't disturb him. She only gently placed the freshly brewed coffee in front of him, and then she moved it gently He walked back to his place without saying a word, just holding the teacup in both hands and looking at him quietly with a smile on his face.

Yang Xingyu raised his eyes and looked at her.

Zhen Xin smiled slightly and urged softly: "Don't look at me! Think carefully and write a song that satisfies me. I will accompany you to rest, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Do you still want to be satisfied?"

Yang Xingyu frowned.

Zhen Xin asked with a smile: "What else? Can you just write me a random article and I will let you pass?"

Yang Xingyu was speechless.

In other words, he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Because what she said makes sense.

However, this gave him a headache. There were very few new songs that he could remember the complete lyrics and singing methods in his memory, and he had to satisfy her. What should he do?

"Stop looking at me! Think about it!"

Zhen Xin encouraged softly.

Yang Xingyu scratched his head and looked down at the manuscript paper in front of him.

New songs that became popular on the Internet after 07 flashed in my mind.

He didn't want to write every song to Zhen Xin.

"If you write it tonight, I will love you forever."

At this time, Zhen Xin said what he had just said to her in a teasing tone.

Yang Xingyu curled his lips after hearing this.

Quite speechless.

but……

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

I thought: Why not try to write an original acrostic poem for her? It’s difficult to write ancient poems, so just write modern poems. Write her a modern poem in the form of an acrostic poem. Maybe you can fool her.

As for composing music?

Just say that you have no inspiration and let her wait.

Let’s get over tonight first.

He has no confidence in writing ancient poems.

But modern poetry is well known to be easy to write.

Just write a random paragraph and treat each sentence as a separate paragraph.

In his memory before his rebirth, "We went to pee together, you peed a line, and I peed a pit" written by a certain celebrity, could be published as a modern poem, so what else could he not dare to write? of?

Dare to think and dare to do has always been Yang's advantage.

With this idea in his mind, he immediately put a pen on the manuscript paper in front of him and wrote the sentence "I love you forever."

Yes, he intended to use this sentence as the soul of this acrostic poem.

Zhen Xin on the side frowned when she saw him writing this sentence, thinking that he was fooling her.

In fact, her feeling was indeed correct, Yang Xingyu was indeed fooling her.

But it's not just fooling around.

He wrote this sentence horizontally in a line on the manuscript paper.

Then, he was going to write one or two sentences vertically under the word "I".

He failed to pass the undergraduate examination, but this does not mean that his grades in every subject were not good. The biggest reason for his failure in the college entrance examination was that he was seriously partial to subjects.

In fact, his Chinese scores have always been pretty good.

It is not difficult for him to write a modern poem with some meaning.

No, he squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, just below the word "I", and then wrote: Open the diary from that year.

Then, under the word "love", he continued: Love is the theme of all words.

Zhen Xin on the side saw him writing a song like this, and her eyes lit up slightly when she saw clearly that he had just written these two sentences.

Under her gaze, Yang Xingyu wrote under the word "you" again: "All the joy, anger, sorrow and joy are recorded."

……

In less than ten minutes, he finished writing an original acrostic modern poem.

Zhen Xin on the side couldn't help but read it softly: "I opened the diary from that year, and love was the theme of all the words. Your joys, sorrows, and joys were all recorded. Every frown and smile seemed to be in front of me. When I was angry, you were with me." Her eyes are so cute, every bit is proof of love, no matter how the world changes, I looked through the diary, but I couldn't find a single word..."

After finishing reading, Zhen Xin was in a daze. After a moment, she raised her eyes to look at Yang Xingyu and asked in surprise: "No more?"

Yang Xingyu blinked, "Isn't it enough?"

Zhen Xin frowned, "It's a little short! How about you write a few more sentences?"

Yang Xingyu didn't want to write anymore, so he deliberately talked about it in a crooked way, "As long as I have my strengths, just write songs! Just keep it short! You can't be too perfect as a person, what do you think?"

Zhen Xin glanced at him, "Then hurry up and compose the music!"

As she said that, she put the manuscript paper she had just taken back in front of him.

Yang Xingyu pretended to smile bitterly, "Honey, it's not easy for me to write the lyrics tonight. Let's write the music next time, right? Composing music really requires inspiration. The music must fit every lyric, which is equivalent to doing Propositional composition really cannot be done in one night.”

Zhen Xin looked at him suspiciously, "Really?"

Yang Xingyu nodded quickly.

Zhen Xin brushed up his left sleeve, looked at the time on his watch, shook his head and said, "It's still early, and I can't sleep at this time. You'd better compose music quickly! As much as you can compose tonight, hurry up point!"

Yang Xingyu: "???"

He suddenly regretted that he had just written it too quickly. If he had delayed it a little longer and delayed it until about eleven o'clock in the evening, why would he need to compose music tonight?

The most important thing is - when it comes to writing lyrics, he can just make do with a few lines, but he really can't compose music! (End of chapter)