Entertainment: God-level nanny

"The red sun rises in the east

Its avenue is full of glow! "

The song, which lasts more than four minutes, ends with a female opera singer.

After a brief silence, applause suddenly broke out in the green tea restaurant.

It started in bits and pieces.

Slowly, the applause became more and more louder and louder!

The continuous applause and cheers were like a strong wind blowing in the cold valley, filling the entire valley in an instant and not stopping for a long time.

Although there was no live singing, it was not an event or concert, and there were no singers in sight.

But for the diners in these green tea restaurants:

To hear such a majestic song that shows the righteousness of the family and the country, only applause and cheers can express my mood at this moment!

"This song is so nice. Waiter, what's the name of this song?"

"It's not just a song, it also has a strong feeling of family and country!"

"You like this song, waiter, can you please put it aside?"

"It's amazing. There has never been a song that made my blood boil!"

"This song expresses Long Xia's majesty and grandeur. It's great..."

The diners in the restaurant were completely excited by this time, and everyone was talking about the song happily.

They may know nothing about other information about the song, but this does not prevent them from listening to it again, twice, or three times...

Looking at the bustling restaurant, Su Yiming, the client, couldn't help but laugh.

What's more satisfying than hearing fans talk about your songs?

"This song..."

Jiang Changqing still had an excited look on his face, and he said: "The accompaniment of this song completely uses traditional Chinese musical instruments, which can be said to be rich in Longxia style.

Throughout the singing process, the singing style of opera actors and actresses is mixed, which further expands Long Xiafeng's singing style.

In addition, the lyrics are majestic and grand, full of family and country justice!

Absolutely amazing! "

Speaking of this, Jiang Changqing suddenly looked up at Su Yiming and said, "Yiming, you are a professional in music. Can you comment on this song?"

Review?

I review my own songs?

Su Yiming felt funny in his heart and was about to speak.

Ye Sangsang rolled her eyes at Jiang Changqing and said, "Changqing, are you really deaf or are you pretending to be deaf?"

"what?"

Jiang Changqing was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Why am I deaf?"

"Can't you tell that the child's voice in this song was sung by He Miao?"

Ye Sangsang said helplessly: "And the male voice part of the song, don't you think it's a bit similar to Brother Su's voice?"

Although when recording this song "Wanjiang", Su Yiming deliberately changed his voice to make it softer.

But the nature of the sound cannot be changed!

Ye Sangsang, who studied vocal music, naturally heard it.

However, Ye Sangsang really thought that a girl sang the voice in the song.

"Ok?"

Hearing Ye Sangsang's words, Jiang Changqing began to recall the song just now.

Suddenly, he cursed loudly: "Damn it, it's really you!"

He Miao, who was eating chicken soup and tofu one spoon at a time, was startled by Jiang Changqing's sudden loud and foul language.

The little hand trembled and the spoon fell to the ground.

Bang, it was painted into several pieces!

Even the diners at the two nearby tables were attracted by Jiang Changqing's voice and looked towards him.

"Sorry, sorry!"

Jiang Changqing quickly put his hands together and apologized to the other diners who looked over.

"Wow, my little spoon!"

Looking at the ceramic spoon that fell into four pieces and the chicken soup tofu that fell on the floor, He Miao flattened her mouth and moisture quickly began to accumulate in her big eyes.

"Changqing, why are you so loud?"

Seeing that He Miao was about to cry, Su Yiming first glared at Jiang Changqing, then turned around and coaxed He Miao:

"He Miao, it's okay. If the spoon falls off, it will fall off. You use this, Dad hasn't used it yet!"

"But, but my tofu..."

He Miao's eyes turned red and her brows drooped. That pitiful look made Su Yiming feel bad.

"It's okay, it's okay. Sister, I'll order you another one now!"

Glancing at the bottomless chicken soup and tofu on the table, Ye Sangsang quickly placed an order on his mobile phone and ordered a special portion for He Miao.

Of course, her hands under the table were not polite. She pinched the soft flesh of Jiang Changqing's waist and rotated it 180 degrees!

"I……"

Jiang Changqing almost screamed out in pain. The feeling was the same as poking him with a 1cm thick needle.

"Well, then I still want to eat that and that."

As he spoke, He Miao pointed to the two dishes on the next table.

A dish of egg yolk chicken wings and a dish of sweet and sour pork tenderloin with snowflakes.

"Okay, I'll give you some."

Ye Sangsang nodded and helped him place the order with a smile.

Looking at He Miao's little face, Su Yiming finally felt relieved.

Turning to look at Jiang Changqing, Su Yiming said: "You kid, you are already in your twenties, can't you be steady?"

"He Miao, I'm sorry, uncle won't do it next time." Jiang Changqing apologized quickly.

"Do you still want a next time?" Ye Sangsang raised her eyebrows.

"There's no next time, there's no next time!"

Jiang Changqing was startled and looked at Su Yiming for help.

"Okay, next time, see if I tell Uncle Jiang and Aunt Song."

Su Yiming gave Jiang Changqing a hard look and said, "Sang Sang, don't blame him. You didn't cry when you saw the He Miao, forget it!"

"Uh-huh."

He Miao nodded her head and said, "I forgive Uncle Fat Qingqing."

"Thank you, little ancestor!"

Jiang Changqing grinned, but it was ugly.

"All right."

Su Yiming bent down to pick up the broken spoon and threw it into the trash can, then returned to the topic and said: "Changqing, this song is indeed sung by me.

Among the songs recorded in Hongye today, this one is included. "

"Is there this one?"

Since Ye Sangsang has been with Jiang Changqing today, Ye Sangsang did not participate in the recording.

Her eyes lit up and she asked: "Brother Su, how many songs did you record today?"

"I know I know."

He Miao had already put aside the sadness just now, raised her little hand and stretched out three slender fingers, saying:

"Dad recorded 3 songs! This one, the one just now, I also sang it!"

Saying this, He Miao puffed up her little chest, and her baby-fat little face was just short of writing: Praise me, praise me now!

“Our seedlings are so powerful!”

"He Miao, great!"

When Jiang Changqing and Ye Sangsang saw this, they all smiled and extended their thumbs towards He Miao.

"Hehe!" He Miao laughed happily.

"He Miao is very powerful."

Su Yiming gently stroked He Miao's hair and said, "When I was recording today, I sang it twice and passed."

Although these two sections of children's singing are sung a cappella, there is only very low piano accompaniment.

But for children over 3 years old, if they can record it honestly twice and pass it, they are still at the genius level.

"I knew that our Hemiao was very talented in singing."

Jiang Changqing reached across the table, touched the little girl's head, and said, "Who are you inviting to sing the female voice? That voice has a strong opera accent!"

Ye Sangsang also looked at Su Yiming with curiosity.

"I!"

Su Yiming pointed to his nose and said, "Besides myself, who else do you think I can afford to hire to help me sing?"

"Hey, Yi Ming, I've read a lot, don't fool me!"

Jiang Changqing was the first to question. He said with a look of disbelief: "You are a grown man who has never studied opera. How did you sing a female accent?"