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Chapter 1149
Chapter 1149
"ah!"

Xiao Mengmeng blushed, covering her little PP, and then looked at Mu Han coquettishly.

Seeing Xiaomengmeng's appearance like this, Muhan's heart fluttered even more.

This little girl is like this now, how will she be okay when she grows up?

"Hey, get up quickly if you are obedient, or your sister Yaya will come over in a while."

Mu Han could only persuade Xiao Mengmeng with kind words.

"Oh fine!"

In the end, Xiao Mengmeng could only get up very reluctantly.

After washing up, Xiao Mengmeng returned to Muhan's room again, and at this time Tong Yaya had already arrived.

"Mu Han, what's the matter with you today?"

Tong Yaya asked.

"It's okay, I'll go to the recording studio with you later."

Mu Han replied casually.

"That's great!"

Tong Yaya was overjoyed when she heard that Mu Han would go to practice singing with her later.

But Xiao Mengmeng was not happy, and then stared at Tong Yaya closely.

Then Tong Yaya was not afraid of her, but even blinked at her, which made Xiaomengmeng very angry.

But then I thought, I can sleep with Mu Han at night, but Tong Yaya can't, and I immediately feel balanced, not only balanced, but also feel that I have a great sense of superiority.

Then she was no longer angry, and instead looked at Tong Yaya proudly.

It made Tong Yaya confused, thinking what happened to this little girl?
If this was normal, he would have fought with himself long ago, right?Why are you so honest today?

At this time, the breakfast had already been delivered, so Tong Yaya simply stopped thinking about it.

After finishing breakfast, Mu Han took Xiao Mengmeng into Tong Yaya's business car and rushed to a recording studio.

After arriving at the place, it is time to start working hard.

Tong Yaya was practicing alone in the recording studio, and after singing it once, she came out.

"How is Mu Han?"

Then he looked at Mu Han expectantly.

Many staff members in the recording studio were very surprised.

Because Tong Yaya is a very popular star now, but now he is so humbly asking a young man for advice?

Yesterday, the teacher and producer in the recording studio wanted to help Tong Yaya, but she refused.

But Tong Yaya, the person involved, didn't feel anything at all.

Because she knew that Mu Han's singing skills were not at all inferior to those of those so-called music producers.

In addition, the lyrics of this song are a single word, which was created by Mu Han himself.

Therefore, only Mu Han knows what he wants to express.

"Well, it sounds good, but it still feels a bit wrong. In this way, you read the lyrics a few times first, and then I will explain it to you. I will go in and sing it for you. Listen to what you feel."

Mu Han frowned slightly, not to say that Tong Yaya could not sing well, on the contrary, she sang very well, so if you just take it up like this, you can pass.

But Mu Han didn't want to just fool around like this, what he wanted was to let Tong Yaya be here directly and once again become a blockbuster.

"Ah, Mu Han, do you want to sing it yourself? That's great!"

Tong Yaya said excitedly.

"You, it's better to go and show me the words first, read it a few more times, put yourself into the artistic conception of the ancients, and feel it."

Mu Han said a little speechlessly.

This is also something that can’t be helped. Why do ancient poems, written in modern times, always feel inferior to those written by the ancients?

It's not because there is a lack of historical precipitation.

So it is still a bit difficult for Tong Yaya to understand the feeling inside at once.

After a few minutes, Mu Han ended his singing.

At this time, Tong Yaya was looking at this poem over and over again.

Then a picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

An ancient man with the appearance of Mu Han was sitting under the moon drinking.

Gradually, Mu Han got a little drunk, and raised his glass to ask the moon in the sky.

In the end, Mu Han's gaze was set in the distance, and following the last sentence, Tong Yaya's thoughts returned to reality.

Of course, it's not that Tong Yaya has any superpowers, it's just that Muhan's labeling is too good, so Tong Yaya is relying on fantasy for everything.

And what she was asked to sing at this time was exactly the feeling of singing No.1 with the third person.

It might sound a bit strange to say.

It's like a storyteller, except she's immersed in it herself.

As long as the emotion that No.1 wants to express is expressed, it means that the singing of this song is correct.

This is exactly what Mu Han wanted Tong Yaya to feel.

"How are you feeling?"

Mu Han walked out of the recording studio, and then asked Tong Yaya.

"Well, it's almost there!"

Tong Yaya looked confident.

"Okay, let's listen to it first, and find out how it feels at the end!"

After speaking, he handed the earphones in his hand to Tong Yaya, and what was playing in it was exactly what he had just sung.

Tong Yaya put on the earphones and began to listen.

At this time, Mu Han was waiting for Tong Yaya, but the phone rang at this moment.

I picked it up and saw that it was Sun Zhiguo.

Mu Han originally wanted to hang up, but thinking about it now, no matter what, Sun Zhiguo didn't have any malice towards him, and it wouldn't be good if he didn't answer.

"Hello, Old Sun."

Mu Han answered the phone.

"Mu Han, hey, I'm really a little guilty now, I've already talked about things, but now, hey!"

Sun Zhiguo's tone seemed a little low.

"It's okay, it's just that there is one program missing. If we finish the recording early, maybe we can go home early and reunite with our family."

Not to mention, Mu Han really thought so in his heart.

If the party starts at [-] o'clock, if the performance ends earlier, Mu Han will drive back by himself, and he will be able to go back around eleven o'clock.

Although at this time, they may all fall asleep.

"How about I fight for you again?"

It seems that Sun Zhiguo still doesn't want to give up.

But also, if this poem comes out, then in China, the Poetry Association will definitely become famous.

The benefits to them are simply not too much.

But even if they are willing now, whether Mu Han is willing or not is still a matter of opinion.

"Forget it, don't bother me, Mr. Sun, I have something to do here, so let's do it first."

"Hey, okay, if there is anything you can use me in the future, just say it!"

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Sun, bye!"

"goodbye!"

The two hung up the phone.

At this time, Tong Yaya had just finished listening.

After Tong Yaya approached the recording studio, Xiao Mengmeng walked to Mu Han's side.

"Little girl, what are you doing?"

Seeing Xiao Mengmeng's hesitant to speak, Mu Han felt a little funny.

(End of this chapter)