I wish good times to be good times

Mu Jiajin opened it and saw that Ye Liangchen's lyrics instantly amazed him. The content was:

"The freshness and elegance of the daisy

Only you can show it perfectly

your perfection never knows

Xiaocao looks up to you

you are god

and he is your believer

you are an angel

and he is your demon

You said gods should love everything that is weak

The believer is willing to give up everything for you

You said angels protect the weak

He who is a devil is willing to give up his dignity for you"

Ye Liangchen saw that the corners of Mu Jiajin's lips curved upwards, and raised his eyebrows jokingly, "How is it? Does it match your score just right?"

Mu Jiajin pretended to be calm, and said indifferently: "Yes!"

Ye Liangchen greeted Mu Jiajin with a look that deserved a beating, and said, "What is your dream? To become a little piano prince? Or to sing like a god?"

Ye Liangchen touched the tip of his nose, and before Mu Jiajin could reply, he said, "I guess you want to become a singer?" Ye Liangchen sat opposite Mu Jiajin with his face propped up in his hands.

Sitting on the armrest of Mu Jiajin's chair along the table, he continued, "My dream is not to be a composer, but to be a designer."

When Ye Liangchen said this, Mu Jiajin was slightly taken aback, as if asking why he wasn't a composer?

Ye Liangchen also answered by himself, and said: "One day when I see people on the street wearing the clothes I designed, then I will definitely make a lot of money, and then I can travel around the world!" He also spread his hands out as if embracing the coming of that day.

After hearing what Ye Liangchen said, Mu Jiajin didn't speak, probably saying it countless times in his heart, so you are so greedy for money.

But then he drew a butterfly on his blank paper, tore off the paper and handed it to Ye Liangchen, and said in a cold voice, "Come on, you can do it." Mu Jiajin hesitated for a while, Then said: "Let's work hard together!"

In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, you are a gift and a robbery.

Ye Liangchen looked at the butterfly in his hand, and said happily: "Actually, your paintings are quite beautiful, so you really haven't thought about being a designer!"

If it was in the past, he must have never thought about it. Now, maybe he just temporarily thought about the direction of the designer.

Ye Liangchen continued: "But even if a butterfly can chase dreams desperately, it will never be able to fly over the sea! Eh? Mu Jiajin, what do you think?"

This sentence is actually Ye Liangchen who didn't know how to get Mu Jiajin to say a few more words for a while, so he asked this question, but he really answered without thinking about it.

Mu Jiajin said coldly: "Have you heard the story of the ugly duckling?"

Ye Liangchen was at a loss, wondering why the butterfly and the ugly duckling got involved, but he still thought about the storyline in it, and said: "But the ugly duckling is actually a swan!"

"What if you are not an ordinary person? What if that butterfly is a fallen angel?" Although Mu Jiajin's tone was indifferent, Ye Liangchen felt extremely gentle, and was intoxicated by this memory.

Ye Liangchen stared at the track in his hand for a long time, Mu Jiajin called him many times and refused to answer, Mu Jiajin shook Ye Liangchen's sleeve with his hand, and said softly: "Xiaochen, it's our turn!"

Ye Liangchen recovered from his daze, and did not forget to say: "I remember now." His eyes were warm and star-like.

On the stage, two pianos were pushed up by the staff, and then Ye Liangchen pushed Mu Jiajin to the stage. There was an uproar in the audience. With the roar of the audience, Ye Liangchen stood in the center of the stage and put a finger on his lips. Before, he made a "quiet" movement, and the audience immediately became silent, but Ye Liangchen inadvertently revealed his white teeth in Mu Jiajin's smile, and the audience once again began to be excited.

Ye Liangchen retreated to the piano and sat down. After eye contact with Mu Jiajin, he nodded, put his fingers on the keys, and got ready.

Skillful fingers fluctuate back and forth on the keys, and the sounds produced by the two pianos at the same time are so regular, crisp and orderly.

Together they played and sang the song "Understanding You" they wrote when they were young:

"The freshness and elegance of daisies..."

The sound of the piano surrounded the ears of the audience, and the noise stopped abruptly. They all quietly listened to the intoxicating voices of Ye Liangchen and Mu Jiajin.

Ye Liangchen's voice gushes out like a warm sun like a clear spring, warm and positive.