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"Oh, what a beautiful word, no wonder Xiaohai said that your handwriting is good." After taking the score, Song Zuying's first reaction was to praise Lu Wei's beautiful hard pen calligraphy. His elegant running script could make many so-called "calligraphers" who have made characters ashamed.

"Haha, you have awarded Sister Song too much, it's just a little neat." Lu Wei said modestly.

""Looking at the Moon", what a beautiful name!" Song Zuying looked at the name of the song and said.

"Advisor, sing it again and listen." Xiaoling also put his head over and looked at him, then said to Lu Wei.

"Okay, then I'll sing it for you first. But this song is written specifically for female voices. I may be a bit out of tune when singing it. You can just listen to it." Lu Wei smiled, then sat next to the piano and opened the cover.

The right hand quickly flew past the keys, bringing out a fast ten-ton note. Then, the soft prelude of "Looking at the Moon" sounded, as if an unstoppable thought of longing came out like flowing water, becoming stronger and stronger, and finally ended on an extremely uncoordinated level seven tone. Then it instantly faded from strength to weakness. The chord of the left hand sounded with a affectionate color, and at the same time, the right hand also turned into a chord, setting off a distant artistic conception.

Lu Weina's affectionate and singing sounded like a telling song, and it sounded so warm and friendly.

"When you look at the moon, you often think of you, and when you look at you, you think of the moon... Lu Wei's singing is smooth and natural, with a deep understanding of the song, coupled with the unique and warm tone of Lu Wei in the midrange area, makes the male version of this song bring another unique and charming temperament.

Song Zuying held the song score and listened to Lu Wei's singing while humming in a low voice. For a song, even if it was the same melody, singers from different places would make different ways of handling it in detail. This is the so-called second-degree creation of art. But no matter what, the one closest to the true intention of the song is undoubtedly the song's songwriter. At this moment, Song Zuying listened to Lu Wei's singing, and each sentence was deeply and delicate, leaving a deep impression on her.

Xiaoling and Han Zhuang listened in the seat beside him, looking intoxicated. Although the two of them didn't know much about music other than pop, good music has never had a boundary between popular and elegant. The affectionate and beautiful melody deeply attracted the two from the beginning.

As the left hand continues to rise in a six-toned voice, the music also changes from the beginning to the emotional feeling of excitement.

"The moon is in the sky. I am on the ground; just like you are in the corner of the sky, I am at the end of the earth. No matter how high the moon rises, it is not as high as the sky. No matter how far you go, you can't get out of my longing!" Lu Wei's singing also became high and bright with this exciting music. At the same time, the excitement made him particularly active in front of the piano. Under the influence of emotions, Lu Wei's upper body was like a pillar of sound. Every sentence and every word was so unobstructed and full of affection.

Song Zuying put down the piano score in her hand and admired Lu Weidi's singing. The state of dedication made her, a great vocal expert, feel very comfortable. Song Zuying knew that this was a state that singers dream of pursuing, using emotions to control their energy and using their hearts to replace their mouths. Although her teacher talked about this state to her in the first vocal class, she had been learning vocal music for more than ten years. It was only in the past two years that she occasionally experienced a part of some practices and performances. Seeing Lu Wei's performance at this moment, Song Zuying admired Lu Wei's performance from the bottom of her heart, and at the same time she admired Lu Wei's singing more seriously, experiencing every detail from his movements to his expression, hoping to understand something from it.

At the end of the song, Lu Wei stood up with a smile, and breathed happily, his face full of satisfaction.

"Baba, the three of them clapped their hands at the same time.

"Lu Wei, this song is so good, thank you, thank you!" Song Zuying didn't know how to express the excitement in his heart, and looked at Lu Wei with gratitude and said.

"Haha, why are you polite? Sister Song, I have agreed to you a long time ago. How about it? Do you like it?" Lu Wei asked with a smile.

"Well, I like it, I like it so much. This is the best work I have ever encountered in so many years of singing." Song Zuying said, gently hugging the thin score with both hands on his chest, as if he was holding a rare treasure.

"Sister Song, can you try it?" Lu Wei sat back in front of the piano, brought a string of scales with his right hand, and then asked Song Zuying with a smile.

"Okay, come and accompaniment for me." After listening to the singing that Lu Wei had just been involved, Song Zuying's addiction had long been hooked up. When she encountered such a good work, she couldn't wait to try it out. When she heard Lu Wei's words, she hurriedly brought a score stand from the side to put it next to the piano, adjusted the height, and put the score on it.

The melody of "Looking at the Moon" sounded again, and this time, Song Zuying's delicate and soft female voice was replaced.

"When you look at the moon, you often think of it..." Listening to the beautiful piano accompaniment and looking at the beautiful song score in front of you, Song Zuying felt unprecedented relaxation and dedication, and the singing was particularly free. What's more strange is that after listening to Lu Wei's singing, Lu Weina's treatment methods and emotions seemed to appear clearly in his mind, making him unable to help but imitate.

Under the soft fluorescent light, Song Zuying's pretty face radiated a strange look because of her devoted singing.

Because of the difference between national and bel canto singing, Song Zuying's voice was not as grand as Lu Wei, but a clear and bright feeling. The sound seemed to be integrated into a bunch of thin lines, revealing from the middle of his eyebrows. Each melody was so flexible and shiny, and it sounded very comfortable.

Xiaoling sat quietly on the chair next to him, looking at the two people singing in the center of the venue, so coordinated and perfect, like a very artistic painting, and couldn't help but become obsessed with it.

Han Zhuang also listened quietly to the wonderful sound of the piano and singing, not even dared to breathe, for fear of missing a sentence. Although Han Zhuang went to the army after graduating from junior high school and did not understand the literary and artistic appreciation, he knew that this song was very good and felt very comfortable to listen to. Also, the song made him feel a little homesick.

After singing it once, Song Zu Ying's eyes shone with a strange look and his face was filled with joy.

"Sister Song, you sang so well!" Lu Wei turned around and said happily after playing the last chord.

"It's because you wrote this song well. Lu Wei, thank you very much. This song is so good. Do you really want to give her to me?" As if she was not sure, Song Zuying looked at Lu Wei again and said.

"Of course, I've said it a long time ago, and this song is also very suitable for your voice. I think no one is more suitable than you." Lu Wei smiled.

"Lu Wei, I don't know what to say. I can only say thank you. I will definitely pay for this song..."

Before Song Zuying finished speaking, Lu Wei waved his hand, stopped her words, and said, "Sister Song, stop talking about it. This is a good song. Singing it well means thanking me the best. Do you understand what I mean?"

Looking at Lu Wei's sincere gaze, Song Zuying felt a little wet for no reason. This big boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old had a sincere and enthusiastic heart. What he said was really...

"Lu Wei, sister knows, don't worry, I will sing this song with all my heart." Song Zuying said with a smile and looked at Lu Wei.

"Well, don't forget to give me a copy when filming MTV." Lu Wei said jokingly, making several people laugh.

"Okay, it's getting late. Sister Song, I'll take you back first. It's time for us to go back to Changli." Lu Wei stood up from the piano and said to Song Zuying.

"Okay, I have to trouble you again." Song Zu smiled.

"Why are you polite? Let's go." Lu Wei said, and walked out of the house first.

After sending Song Zuying to the apartment building of the China Conservatory of Music, Song Zuying warmly invited a few people to sit up for a while, but looking at Lu Wei, who was almost seven o'clock, he still refused Song Zuying's invitation.

On the way back to Changli.

Xiaoling turned his head and looked at Lu Wei who was resting with his eyes closed, saying, "Advisor, I'll ask you a question."

"What?" Lu Wei opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoling and said with a smile.

"Why do you have to charge money for the songs you give to Yihua, and those you give to Zhu Hai and Song Zuying are all given for free?" Xiaoling was a little puzzled.

"Haha, why, I feel sorry for you." Lu Wei said jokingly. "I'm telling you seriously." Xiaoling said with some dissatisfaction.

"That's different. The songs I wrote for Yihua have relatively greater commercial value, and the songs I wrote for them are all main melody songs, and the artistic value is higher than the market value. Besides, if they sing the songs well, can they also increase my popularity?" Lu Wei explained with a smile.

"Oh, Xiaoling pulled a long voice and then smiled and said, "I still don't understand very much."

"Haha, it's better if you don't understand, it's better if you don't understand." Lu Wei said nonsense.

"Okay, you big-headed ghost." Xiaoling smiled and hit Lu Wei.

"Oh, Lu Wei shouted exaggeratedly.

"Stop making trouble, Han Zhuang is still driving." Xiaoling looked at Lu Wei's claws stretching out and smiled while hiding.
Chapter completed!