Chapter 783 Floating Light

In the piano room, three women sat in a row, but Yu Li was holding a manuscript, acting as the man's music assistant.

However, when the piano sounded for dozens of seconds, Yu Li's brows frowned. Although the man's piano sounded intermittently, she still heard sadness and darkness.

Zeng Li looked at her husband who was concentrating on playing the piano, and then looked at Yu Li. Sure enough, her guess was right.

Fan Bingbing held her chin with one hand. She thought her boyfriend was so handsome and charming, and the melody he played occasionally was also very nice.

However, Yu Li's brows gradually relaxed with the pen and the piano sound, and then a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Zeng Li and Fan Bingbing also felt that it was getting better and better.

After the song was finished, Yu Li walked to the piano and sat next to the man. The two of them wrote and drew while playing to perfect the song.

Fan Bingbing looked at the two people's backs with envy: "Teacher Yu is really amazing."

Zeng Li lifted her chin and looked at her and smiled: "Yeah, very amazing."

If Yu Li heard what the two said, she would say: "Lingyue is amazing."

But Yang Lingyue would say: "Teacher Yu is still amazing."

Because he copied the song, that is "Floating Light (The History)", and he hummed a few lines on the car from Huairou to Siheyuan at noon.

In the following time, after Yang Lingyue played it twice, he seemed to be very proficient, so he asked Fan Bingbing to bring a camera to record a version.

After playing, Fan Bingbing did not turn off the camera, but acted as a reporter.

"What's the name of this song?"

"Let's call it "Floating Light."

Yang Lingyue was about to stand up, but Fan Bingbing said, "Wait a minute, let's talk more, just treat it as a vlog."

"Okay, you say."

"This song, um, what is the inspiration for "Floating Light"?"

Yang Lingyue looked at the camera and said something, then thought for a while and said:

"Recently, I have encountered some things one after another. Although the final result is what I expected, it is not so pleasant to think about. I have been a little irritable and don't want to work. I just want to play badly.

Today, when I visited the crew of "The Founding of a Republic", I talked with a group of old artists about the present Some historical figures and stories of the past, compared with them, my little thing is nothing, so I got the inspiration for the first half and the chorus. "

Fan Bingbing entered the state and blinked: "What about the rest?"

Yang Lingyue smiled and said:

"The crystal water drops that sprang up in the long river of history are those people who left their names in history, dazzling, but fleeting.

And we, the common people, are the rolling river itself, moving forward slowly and firmly, never stopping.

So, we should not belittle ourselves.

After all, long live the people. "

The three women, who were originally a little touched, rolled their eyes at the same time when they heard the last sentence.

Fan Bingbing also ended the video recording.

Zeng Li said at this time: "Hubby, if you want to post it online, delete the last sentence."

Yu Li also echoed: "Lingyue, it's unintentional, but it's taken seriously. Two deputy directors in your unit just had an accident, and you said this sentence, which is inappropriate."

Hearing what the two said, Fan Bingbing felt like a fool. She didn't think so much. She just felt that it was awkward for her boyfriend to say that she was a member of the masses, and the last sentence was even more awkward.

Yang Lingyue laughed: "Haha, the two ladies are right."

Then the four of them left the piano room and returned to the front hall, because the two chairmen wanted to rest and eat some nuts and some fruits...

Yang Lingyue looked at Fan Bingbing: "Bingbing, has Ren Changjian's "Chinese Crafts" been filmed?"

"It's finished, doing post-production and recording narration."

"This song can be the theme song of this documentary. Of course, it needs to be arranged. Piano alone is not enough."

"What a waste."

"Pop."

Fan Bingbing frowned and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little embarrassed. What was he doing in front of others?

Unexpectedly, the two of them didn't even look at it, and just ate from their plates.

"Didn't you understand what I said just now? Who are the protagonists in that film?"

Fan Bingbing rolled his eyes: "I know, sir."

"You two take a break, let's go edit the film."

Zeng Li fanned her hands, and Yu Li nodded.

After tinkering in the study for less than an hour, Yang Lingyue posted the video on Baozi Video.

Of course, Fan Bingbing's voice was processed.

Fan Bingbing whispered: "Is it Liu Yifei's? You won't deal with it?"

Yang Lingyue glanced at her, then put her on his lap with one hand: "Why are you so fussing about this thing?"

Fan Bingbing put his arm around his neck, blinked, and changed the subject: "Grandpa, let's go home."

"Let's spend the night here."

Fan Bingbing said resentfully: "The room I lived in before is empty, there is nothing."

"Sleep next door, in my room, aren't you going to rest tomorrow? Let's go see Ren Changjian together."

Fan Bingbing's eyes showed a smile: "Okay, listen to you."

Fan Bingbing then held the mouse and refreshed the interface. There were already more than 30 comments under her boyfriend's new video.

There were five "occupy the sofa first".

The rest were mostly "Mom, the UP host I follow finally updated" and so on.

After all, it was less than a minute after it was posted, so where would the serious comments come from?

Fan Bingbing flipped to the first comment and typed a reply: "Officials are serious."

Then he said without turning his head: "You should untie it first, it's a bit tight."

"Click."

"Give me the phone."

"Oh."

Fan Bingbing responded and handed the phone on the table to her boyfriend. She opened her homepage and found that her boyfriend didn't follow her.

This is too much. Her title is the chief experience officer of Baozi Video. The promotional videos she shot still appear on the homepage from time to time.

But it's hard to say anything now. My boyfriend is on the phone.

"Haolin, oh, you saw it, that's fine. Let me tell you about the idea... The instruments I conceived are flute, Xiao, drum, piano, violin, Xun..., which are used in..., well, I'll leave it to you."

Yang Lingyue, who hung up the phone, wanted to continue to reach out, but the other person hesitated.

Steady and reached up, all dressed.

After a struggle, finally put it up again.

Fan Bingbing said unhappily: "Why don't you follow me?"

"I don't follow anyone."

"That won't work. I'm the chief experience officer."

"Then you follow."

"You do it yourself."

So, Yang Lingyue followed the first UP, Fan Bingbing.

Then he opened the search bar, typed in Liu Yifei, and clicked the follow button.

Fan Bingbing just watched and said nothing.