Zhang Yongguang rented a small building next to the military movie as a temporary resident of the theater and the cinema headquarters.

The small building is not big, with three floors and a single floor area of ​​less than four hundred, but it is enough to use it temporarily.

Zhang Yanming came over and walked around and stopped caring.

He is busy writing (copying) songs.

The two little babies also have Su Yu’s.

Su Yu has been studying with the people in the studio during this period and attending classes with Zhang Yanming. The progress is obvious to all. I don’t know if she has a foundation or does have talent in this area. The speed of progress makes Zhang Yanming a little ashamed.

To be honest, he is a little uneasy in music. If he didn't cheat, Su Yu could throw him a few streets. It would have to be a street like Chang'an Street.

Teacher Zhang, who is vocal music, now completely regards Su Yu as his real student, and Zhang Yanming has become like a free class and is despised by Teacher Zhang all day long.

Teacher Meili and Mr. Qiu are not as obvious as Teacher Zhang, but there is no need to say anything about his eyes. Zhang Yanming wants to cry.

This girl has a generous personality like a tomboy and soon became the studio's pet. Everyone likes this girl who is very stunning and silly.

Even the two little babies like to play with Sister Su.

"Sister Hongye, do you think which of these two songs is better? Sing it for your children."

Zhang Yanming thought about it for a long time, and finally got involved in two songs, one was about listening to his mother's past stories, and the other was about Lu Binghua.

Both songs are more suitable for children to sing. They are classic songs that have been sang in that world for a long time. When Zhang Yanming wrote (copyed), he modified the lyrics to make it more in line with the world. Anyway, it is original.

Sun Hongye didn't know the score, and watched two songs for a long time and looked up at Zhang Yanming: "You sing, what do I know when I see this?"

(*T^T)~~~

Zhang Yanming subconsciously turned his head and looked outside the office, cleared his voice and sang to Sun Hongye in a low voice.

"We sat next to the high slide and listened to grandma telling the story of the past. At that time, grandma had no land, and all her life was in her hands. Sweat flowed in the vast fields of the rich man. Grandma was eating wild vegetables and chaff, howling like a wolf in the cold wind in winter, grandma was wearing tattered clothes..."

"The stars in the sky don't speak, the dolls on the ground think of their mother, the eyes in the sky blink, the heart of their mother is Lu Binghua, the tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, the heart of my mother is at the end of the world, and I think of my mother's words every night, and the tears shine..."

"What kind of flower is Lu Binghua?" Sun Hongye asked as he looked at the lyrics.

"Uh, I don't know what you called me when you were young. We called Vine Flower, Manman Flower, and Butterfly Skewers, which are scientifically called Lupin."

"What's it like?"

"That's right, I bloomed with a bunch of small flowers, pink and purple, like a spire. Have you ever seen it? When I was a child, I was in the countryside. In May and June, there were many hillsides. From a distance, I looked very beautiful, but when I was close, it was not that beautiful. Its flowers were very small."

Sun Hongye tilted his head and thought for a long time, but shook his head: "I don't have any impression, I have never been to the countryside. Why do you want to write this flower?"

"Well, the flower language of this flower is bitter, missing is bitter, and it is very ordinary, many, and very fragile."

Sun Hongye curled his lips: "I feel like this song is because the child has gone far away and missed his mother. Is it appropriate?"

That's OK.

"Zhang, brother." Su Yu walked in and saw Zhang Yanming blushing and shouted. She still couldn't figure out what she should call Zhang Yanming. Sun Hongye was calling each other with intimate words.
Chapter completed!