Siheyuan: I am reborn as a good person He Yuzhu

In fact, even if they were requisitioned, it wouldn't be necessary for the editor-in-chief of the People's Daily to come forward. Chen Xueru was flattered, and her voice trembled a little.

"I am!"

Chen Xueru immediately made room for him. "Come in."

"Let's talk inside." The three of them entered the living room!

Chen Xueru quickly stood up and poured them some water. "Please take a seat first. I'll go get you some water."

She didn't just want to pour water, but also wanted to pull He Yuzhu, who was reading, out of the bedroom to give her courage. After all, the lyrics of the song were not written by her. If there was a problem, she could only count on He Yuzhu to help her out.

Soon, Chen Xueru took He Yuzhu to the living room. "Let me introduce you."

"This is my husband, his name is He Yuzhu."

Hearing this, Fan Changjiang and the two colleagues behind him stood up. All three of them looked surprised.

"You are Chen Xueru!" "He Yuzhu!"

"I remember now, you are He Yuzhu's wife." "No wonder the name sounds so familiar."

Fan Changjiang was shocked.

They were naturally familiar with He Yuzhu. After all, he was the one who had published his deeds in newspapers many times, so how could they not know him? Those stories about him being "the best chef in Beijing" were all published by him personally.

When he saw He Yuzhu, Fan Changjiang took the initiative to step forward, shook his hand and said, "I have heard of your great name for a long time."

"I personally reviewed the last report about you." He Yuzhu smiled and seemed very friendly.

Fan Changjiang continued:

"But I'm not here for you this time."

"We're actually here to look for your wife."

"Comrade Chen Xueru gave our newspaper a poem."

"'My Country and I'. Remember that?"

Chen Xueru and He Yuzhu nodded: "Remember."

It happened just two days ago.

Fan Changjiang sat down and began to explain: "We didn't want to disturb you, but the situation forced us to do so."

"Regarding the red song, the superiors are pushing for a rush."

"Besides, the production cycle of a song is quite long."

"So we need to speed up the progress of each link."

"We think the lyrics written by Chen Xueru are very good."

“Everyone thought it was great.”

“So I decided to adopt this poem.”

Hearing this, Chen Xueru nervously grabbed the corner of He Yuzhu's clothes, not knowing what to say for a moment. Her heart was pounding.

Although Chen Xueru has always believed in Yuzhu's ability,

But the chance of being selected among so many songs is very small. Unexpectedly, they really chose it.

This made Chen Xueru admire He Yuzhu even more.

What makes her even more nervous right now is that her name will soon be recorded in the history of red songs. Anyone would be nervous.

Now, the editor-in-chief of the People's Daily has also arrived in person. No one knows his intention. Maybe he is here to verify the authenticity of the lyrics. This situation makes Chen Xueru extremely nervous and even speechless.

At this time, Fan Changjiang spoke again: "Is that so... Generally speaking, lyrics for songs that lack a musical background are often very neat, but the lyrics you submitted are not neat."

"This may indicate another thing: you may have already composed a version of this song. Am I right, Comrade Chen Xueru?"

Faced with this question, Chen Xueru was speechless and at a loss for words.

Her fingers unconsciously grasped He Yuzhu's collar even tighter. At this point, He Yuzhu decisively took over the conversation. "That's right! My wife wrote the lyrics, and I composed the music."

"I also think the lyrics are good, although not neat enough, but I still have some musical foundation. So I composed the music according to her writing style."

After hearing this, Fan Changjiang smiled immediately. "Really? Then can we see your music score?" Then he nodded to Chen Xueru, "The music score should be on your desk, please show it to us."

Chen Xueru recovered and immediately ran to get the music score. Soon, she came back.

Although Chen Xueru could not understand the symbols and lines on the music score, the shock in her heart was indescribable - she had never thought that her husband He Yuzhu could actually compose music!

She couldn't help but feel lucky to have such an excellent husband. Then, Chen Xueru handed the music score to He Yuzhu, who then gave it to Fan Changjiang.

Fan Changjiang began to sing in a low voice according to the score, his face full of affirmation of the results in front of him. "Good melody! Great phrases!"

"But my singing is not very good, Qiao Li, why don't you try singing a part?"

Qiao Li got the music score, but she was a little embarrassed. She didn't know where to start, and even seemed at a loss. "I'm sorry, President, you may not know that I am severely tone-deaf. Every time I sing, the sound is simply ** live."

Su Qin, who was standing next to him, immediately waved his hand and declined. "I'm not suitable for singing this piece," he said modestly, "I'm not familiar with the voice either."

When everyone was feeling embarrassed, He Yuzhu resolutely stepped forward to take on this responsibility. He was probably the only one who could sing here. Although Chen Xueru had good vocal conditions, she could not read the music score.

After hearing He Yuzhu volunteered, everyone present was a little surprised: He Yuzhu is also good at singing?

Even at home, he rarely showed off his singing skills. He just watched and did things silently without showing them off in front of others.

Now they were all a little surprised. He Yuzhu did not immediately look at the music score. Instead, he cleared his throat and began to sing in the style of a folk song: "My motherland and I cannot be separated for a moment... No matter where I am, I will leave behind a song of praise..."

"I sing every mountain, I sing every river." When He Yuzhu began to sing this song, everyone present was shocked.

Slowly, people became mesmerized. He could sing!

His singing seemed to penetrate people's hearts. Even Chen Xueru was deeply attracted.

Everyone present was mesmerized by the song. The singing seemed more moving than any record, as confident and beautiful as a lark in the treetops.

Everyone was fascinated by the performance until He Yuzhu finished singing.

Fan Changjiang and the others were unable to react for a moment. After a long while, Su Qin took the lead in applauding.

"That's amazing!" "That's awesome!"

“This is the best singing I’ve ever heard.”

Shocked, Fan Changjiang immediately made a decision: "He Yuzhu!"

"I'll leave this song to you to sing."

"You go record and produce the record, I'll take care of this."

Even Chen Xueru, who was sleeping in the same bed with He Yuzhu, couldn't help but tremble, and felt that the singing was beautiful.

Chen Xueru also thought that this song would be best sung by He Yuzhu, but He Yuzhu declined.

"I don't think I'm suitable."

"I think this song is more suitable for a woman to perform, and it can better express the high-pitched melody." "I recommend my wife to give it a try."

"She has a nice voice." As soon as this sentence came out,

Everyone at the scene looked at Chen Xueru.

Even she herself did not expect He Yuzhu to make such a proposal, which caught her off guard. "Your wife?"

"Does Chen Xueru have such singing skills?" "Can she really perform this song to such an extreme?"

He Yuzhu smiled and replied: "Equally matched."

In fact, He Yuzhu had his own considerations when choosing to recommend Chen Xueru, mainly to solve the problem of her capitalist identity label.

If Chen Xueru sang this song, it would undoubtedly greatly weaken or even eliminate her label, or at least reduce its influence by 70% to 80%.

People who sing songs like "My Motherland and I" must have hearts full of sunshine and hope. How could they be considered suspicious?

Combined with He Yuzhu's background as a husband, this problem can almost be completely solved.

Therefore, this opportunity belongs to Chen Xueru.

Chen Xueru was completely shocked, and the others were all surprised.

"Your wife's singing skills are as good as yours?" "That's wonderful."

"Then we'll do as you say." He Yuzhu nodded.

"But my wife doesn't know much about music theory, so I need to teach her at home for a few days." "When the time comes, there will be no problem recording the song, and the result may be better than mine."

Fan Changjiang was very happy to hear this.

“That’s how this song was decided.”

"I will now explain the situation to the minister and find some people to arrange the music. You should practice well, and we will come to pick up Comrade Chen Xueru to record together."

"Ok."

After the farewell ceremony, when He Yuzhu and Chen Xueru saw the guests off,

Turning back, Chen Xueru punched him in the chest.

"You are talking nonsense."

"Don't I know how good my singing is?"

"Don't I know my singing level?"

"It's just the level of an ordinary person. How can you say that I am on par with you?"

"Come to think of it, we've lived together for so long, and I didn't even know you had such a great singing voice. It seems like you still have reservations about me?"

"You don't even consider me as your partner."

Chen Xueru originally planned to be upset about this matter, but when she thought about the fact that she would soon be participating in the recording of a red song program, she became even more upset.

If she had this ability, it would be a good thing for her, but the problem was that she knew she was not capable enough, so this would undoubtedly be a nightmare. It was too scary, and I got angry just thinking about it, and the more I thought about it, the more anxious I became.

"He Yuzhu, I told you not to talk nonsense."

"Tell me what we should do next!"

Full of emotions, Chen Xueru walked back into the room.

He Yuzhu followed in and tried to comfort her.

"Now that I've said it, you should trust that I can help you improve to a suitable level."

“It takes a long time to make a hit track.”

"I think it's possible to improve your singing skills to my level or even better before you start recording."

"Xue Ru, please remember when I have ever been unfaithful to you."

"Trust me that I will succeed in turning you into a famous singer."

“By then, you will be more than just a lyricist.”

“And he will be the singer who sings popular songs in the streets and alleys.”

"The image of businessmen will also fade away."

"Can you understand?"