After dinner, a few people went to sing again.
Everyone made it clear that they wanted to make Liu Yifei happy. Three old men sang bad English songs in the box. They hit the high notes even if they couldn't hit them, and howled even if the notes broke. They made a fool of themselves.
Liu Yifei was indeed amused by several people.
He also presented his own repertoire: "Red Bean" and "I Will Love You Even to Death".
She sang a duet with Zhu Yawen on the latter song. Neither of them could sing up, but they both managed to keep going.
"If you can't sing, don't make trouble for me." Liu Yifei began to blame Zhu Yawen, "I could have sung that line."
Zhu Yawen retorted: "It's not like I haven't heard you sing before. How have you ever sung before?"
"I'm in particularly good condition today. Just now I felt like I could go up. It's just you, but I looked at you and I got distracted, so I didn't go up."
Zhu Yawen was unjust: "No, you're being reasonable, you can't sing even if you look at me? You can't sing this song even if you look at me."
"Who said that."
"Then I'll change to a nicer one and sing with you, third child."
"Ah?" Zhang Laosan was talking to Luo Jin over there about a new play, but Zhu Yawen unexpectedly called him, "What's the matter?"
"People think I'm ugly, and they say I can't sing well after seeing it." Zhu Yawen sat over and pushed Zhang Yuanjun out, "You go and sing."
Zhang Yuanjun took the microphone and walked over: "What are you singing?"
Liu Yifei is addicted to food: ""Qinghai-Tibet Plateau"."
"You sing the last line?" Zhang Yuanjun couldn't stand it.
"If I sing, I will sing. I will definitely be able to go up." Liu Yifei shook the microphone and clicked play.
"Yeah Lasso, that's the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau." The two sang together.
"Yeah, Lasso, that's..." Zhang Yuanjun shut up and handed it to Liu Yifei, "Come on, come on."
"Qinghai-Tibet High——cough cough cough." Only Liu Yifei can sing it.
Zhang Yuanjun laughed mercilessly: "Hahahahahaha."
Liu Yifei scolded him: "You are so ridiculous. If you are capable, sing it."
"I didn't say I could sing. You ordered this song. If you can't sing it, you have to sing it. If it goes wrong, blame others."
Liu Yifei stood at attention while being beaten and didn't argue too much. However, the songs she ordered later were all very good to sing. If Zhang Yuanjun knew how to sing, he would sing with her. If he couldn't sing, he would just listen to her.
"Okay, okay, if you're not tired after singing for so long, I'm tired too. Let me drink some water." Zhang Yuanjun sat down to rest.
Liu Yifei was really energetic tonight and kept singing.
She took a piece of apple from the fruit plate and ate it, then went to the song booth to order songs.
"Hey, hey, hey," Liu Yifei's voice came through the microphone, "pay attention, pay attention, Liu Yifei's concert is about to start, it is about to start."
"You're still here? You've already sung 12 songs, aren't you tired?"
"I want you to take care of it!" Liu Yifei said, "The next song is from Liu Yifei's upcoming new album, and the new song will be sung for the first time in the universe." They also followed the same example.
There is also no accompaniment and the same singing a cappella, but it’s a pity that Liu Yifei can’t play the guitar.
"I heard raindrops falling on the green grass, and I heard the bell ringing in the distance, but I didn't hear your voice calling my name seriously... It turns out that you are the luck I want to keep the most, but I forgot about it later. La~~~" Liu Yifei forgot the words halfway through the song and stood there giggling.
But forgetting the words does not affect the audience's love.
"What's the name of the song?"
Liu Yifei glanced at Zhang Yuanjun and said, "I haven't chosen a name yet."
"How come it has no name? Who wrote it?"
"There's just no name, so I just got a general idea."
Zhang Yuanjun answered the question at the right time: "Let's call it "Little Lucky"."
Liu Yifei smiled and said, "This is a good name. I'll tell the producer about it."
Finally, Liu Yifei's concert ended with "Children's Songs" performed by three great men.
The three of them started from the little rabbit singing obediently to throwing and throwing the handkerchief, and then to the little swallow wearing colorful clothes, and then they finished playing seven or eight children's songs.
It made Liu Yifei lie on the sofa laughing. Even Liu's mother, who came to pick up her daughter in advance, was overjoyed to watch the performance of the three live treasures.
When her daughter is happy, she is also happy.
Liu Yifei finally joined the camp and sang "School Song" together:
"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the birds are saying morning, morning, morning, why are you carrying your little schoolbag?"
Several people sang happily and sang for another ten minutes before dispersing.
The words of thank you were difficult to express, but Mrs. Liu’s gratitude to several people was beyond words.
Watching the mother and daughter's car disappear into the night, several people yawned and walked back: "Let's go, after a hard night, I can hardly open my eyes now. Yifei is really energetic."
Zhang Yuanjun said: "When I was on the set, she was the most energetic when eating late-night snacks in the middle of the night. We all said that she had eaten too much ginseng and was very energetic."
Everyone returned to the dormitory, washed and lay down.
"Tell me, what does that boy named Song do after all this fuss?" The night chat in the dormitory began.
"Who knows what's wrong with this kind of person's brain?" Zhu Yawen said.
But Zhang Yuanjun felt that he had caught something, and said: "For no other reason than to get attention, Yifei has no enmity with him, he bites like a mad dog. Transgender people are not like normal people." I will believe it, but if I don’t speak harshly, I won’t be able to attract attention.”
Zhang Yuanjun continued: "Transgender people don't really matter. Who would believe this? There are questions about Yifei's identity and background caused by transgender people. Aren't they talking about her and her godfather again these days? A divorced young woman who is still charming, with a beautiful daughter, and a single billionaire, can write any story."
This is the core issue of the entire turmoil.
Zhang Yuanjun added: "If you ask me, Yifei's godfather is also a waste. The matter is so big that he doesn't dare to say anything. Then the big boss will let others pour dirty water on him."
Godfather is still a compliment at this time.
Luo Jin also comes from a rural area and has a strong folk custom. He basically agrees with Zhang Yuanjun: "In the capital, it is not easy to do anything. In our hometown, whoever dares to spread rumors like this will deserve it even if I send you to the hospital. You will have no shame." I pay for medical expenses, but the police won't care about it.
"Two years ago, there was a woman in our place who spread rumors that someone else's wife was stealing from someone else's house. Her husband, along with others carrying hoes, smashed up her house with hoes, pots and stoves. In the end, nothing happened. Let me tell you, we Just find someone to beat up that old boy." After all, he had practiced martial arts when he was a child, and Luo Jin had a hotter temper than ordinary people.
"They said beating him," Zhu Yawen disagreed, "beating him will solve the problem, so you don't need to talk about it here. Can you beat him to death? If someone finds out, you won't be able to say anything.
"Yuanjun, please speak."
Zhang Yuanjun didn't speak for several minutes.
The only response to Zhu Yawen was Zhang Yuanjun's breathing and breathing while sleeping.
(End of chapter)
