Shen Huan was browsing the news with little effort, when he remembered the sound of "ding bell bell" ringing at the door.
Shen Huan didn't really like the method of knocking on the door hard and shouting his name loudly so that the whole street could hear it - although most residents of Mingde Lane were like this.
So he bought a doorbell early and installed it, so that he could be heard just by ringing the doorbell.
It's a pity that I don't have the money. Otherwise, if I install a smart access control system, I can see who is in the main room and decide whether to open the door.
Shen Huan put on her shoes and looked at the gap between the door and saw two men.
One is wearing a suit and the other is wearing jeans and a white shirt.
The man in a neat suit is about 30 or 40 years old, and the man in jeans is in his 20s. He looks quite handsome.
"Who are you looking for?" Shen Huan opened the door and asked curiously.
Not to mention daytime, even at night, Mingde Lane is not afraid of thieves, because as long as you shout, dozens of people are guaranteed to rush out to help.
And 100 meters away from Mingde Lane is a police station, which is brightly lit all year round. If a thief comes, he may be caught before he can get far.
When the two saw Shen Huan, the man in jeans was obviously startled, and then he became surprised.
The man in a straight suit opened his eyes wide, revealing a trace of eager desire.
Shen Huan frowned slightly, thinking that I had met Lord Rabbit, right
But the man in a straight suit quickly controlled himself and replied with a smile: "Are you Mr. Shen Huan?"
"I am." Shen Huan smiled, "There is no need to sell insurance. No one in my family needs any financial products. As for the house, it is definitely not for sale, no matter how much money it is."
The man in a straight suit burst out laughing, "You misunderstood, my name is Ning Wu, and I also graduated from Shanghai Opera before. I am Brother Shui's junior brother, and also Zhu Mei's senior brother. Your address was given to me after I asked Brother Shui. He told me."
"Oh, I told you earlier!" Shen Huan gave way, "Come, sit inside!"
There is a small wooden table in the yard, and the bench is a bit simpler. Shen Huan's grandfather made it out of wood himself, and it is not too high.
Ning Wu and the young man were sitting, unable to straighten their knees.
"Come on, there is no good tea at home. There is only some old tea from near Longjing Village that my grandfather drinks on weekdays. It tastes good." Shen Huan brought out two cups of brewed tea from the house and placed them in front of them. .
"You're welcome, Teacher Lu." Ning Wu nodded in thanks.
The young man in jeans next to him also nodded, but did not speak.
Shen Huan could tell that he was not arrogant or dismissive, but simply had a reserved personality.
The young man in jeans looks very delicate, but I didn't expect him to be so reserved and shy.
"Mr. Ning's accent is not from Lin'an. You came all the way to see me. There must be something wrong, right?" Shen Huan sat across from them, "Since you know Uncle Shui and Aunt Mei, then we You are not an outsider. If you have something to say, just tell me. If I can do it, I will never refuse. If I can't do it, I will just refuse."
Shui Qingshan can tell Ning Wu his address, which means that he recognizes Ning Wu's character. Based on this alone, Shen Huan has nothing to hide.
Ning Wu didn't expect Shen Huan to speak so directly, and he couldn't help but laugh again: "Okay, Teacher Lu is quick to speak, so I won't be pretentious... This young man is called Guan Yili, he is my fellow from southern Fujian, and he was in Minzhou City before. He sang in a bar, and then he was signed by me. I always felt that his voice had a certain quality, but I couldn't find a song that suited him, so I wanted to ask teacher Lu Xiaofeng for advice."
Shen Huan looked at Guan Yili and when he talked about himself, he was obviously a little embarrassed and looked directly at the ground.
"Why don't you ask Mr. Guan to sing one of his best songs and let me listen to it before talking?" Shen Huan suggested with a smile.
"good!"
Of course Ning Wu agreed, and then patted Guan Yili on the shoulder: "Xiao Li, sing your best song! Teacher Lu Xiaofeng, this is a rare opportunity!"
"I will sing a song called "Rain in the West Mountain" by Zhou Jing, the Queen of Heaven." Guan Yili finally spoke at this time. He stood up, bowed to Shen Huan and said, "Please correct me, Teacher Lu."
After saying that, he pondered for a while, then brightened his voice with an "ahhh" sound, and then started singing.
"It is raining on the hills to the west. Unknown to me in the distance, I look forward to the poetry in the rain..."
"Rain on the West Mountain" is one of Zhou Jing's masterpieces. Although it was written more than ten years ago, it still sounds soft and moving, making people feel immersed in the misty mood of light rain.
It can be seen from this song that what Guan Yili sings on weekdays is definitely not the lively bars that young people like, but the kind of bars that middle-aged people who prefer comfort and leisure go to.
As soon as he opened his voice, Shen Huan was shocked.
Damn it!
Isn't this very similar to the voice of Prince Zhang in the love song
It's soft and tossing, like a woman's softness, but every word is so precise and clear.
Although there is no high-pitched part in "Rain on the West Mountain", because his breath is so long, the high-pitched part is not bad.
It's just that Prince Zhang's voice is really wasted when used to sing Zhou Jing Yuanrun's songs.
He should directly hit the high notes and sing those kind of fast-paced tender love songs.
Of course, if there are no good songs, no songs specially produced for him, it will definitely not work, and it will definitely become a copycat.
After the song ended, Guan Yili looked at Shen Huan nervously, hoping he could say something.
Guan Yili is not very courageous and very shy, but he is not arrogant at all. Instead, he feels a little inferior because he is constantly being hit and laughed at because his voice sounds like a woman.
Therefore, for Shen Huan, who was obviously younger than him, he did not feel any contempt or doubt in his heart, only awe.
A song like "Straw Hat Song" is definitely not something that ordinary people can write. For a songwriter to be able to write such a song in his lifetime is enough to comfort him for a lifetime.
Shen Huan did not comment first, but said: "Can you sing Meng Yang's "Won't Leave"?"
"Okay!" Guan Yili agreed first, and then said sheepishly: "Teacher Lu, I don't sing this song well..."
"It doesn't matter, let's sing!" Shen Huan waved.
"good!"
After singing a song, Guan Yili relaxed a little and continued singing.
Meng Yang's songs are a great test of singing skills, and his rich handling of high notes is even more outstanding.
But Guan Yili's treble range is not powerful, it is clear and somewhat sharp, which is not what it means when singing Meng Yang's songs.
In Shen Huan's opinion, it was like a female singer singing "Won't Leave". Although the sound was not sharp and not too unpleasant, the two artistic conceptions were completely different.
This is like a chef who cooks light Cantonese cuisine but asks him to cook spicy and fragrant Sichuan cuisine.
Not in tune.