Chapter 627 Yang Lingyue, Who Is Comparable to the "Saint"

"Sister Xiaoli, when using the provoking method, you must understand the other party's mental state and endurance, and avoid using it on individuals with excessive self-esteem;

Secondly, master the intensity and timing of stimulation to avoid being too hasty or too slow;

Finally, make sure the environment is suitable and avoid using aggressive methods in inappropriate situations. "

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then spat out two words to him who was so close: "Godly gold."

After saying that, she couldn't hold it in any longer and leaned on him, swaying with laughter.

Yang Lingyue glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "You have to come back an hour and a half early, and this trick will be fucking effective."

Knowing that the man in front of her was stepping down for her, Liu Xiaoli clenched her fist and punched his chest, and said angrily: "It's okay if you know. Why do you say it? It's annoying."

Yang Lingyue smiled, sat down and said, "Okay, stop making trouble and rub your shoulders and neck for me. It's time to eat soon."

The atmosphere relaxed completely.

Liu Xiaoli pressed it again and again, complaining at the same time: "I am really worthless. If you tease me a little, I will have random thoughts."

Yang Lingyue squinted and said, "Find a substitute."

Liu Xiaoli smiled and said, "Okay, I've been interviewing several young people recently. They are all handsome and have good figures."

Yang Lingyue said softly: "Sister Xiaoli, don't seek death."

"I'm a woman too, okay."

"Understood, looking for non-living things."

"Crack."

Liu Xiaoli left a Tathagata palm and left the study.

Yang Lingyue grinned happily. He felt that he was comparable to a certain "mahatma", or that he was much better than that sanctimonious guy.

It is said that it was the summer of 1907. This "Mahatma" solemnly swore an oath to his wife and family, saying that in order to become a "saint", the first thing he must do is abstinence.

How is it done?

Recruiting volunteers from all over the country, of course, only young and beautiful ones can bathe and sleep together.

Tens of thousands of volunteers signed up. After all, he was a "Mahatma". Later, among these volunteers, there were his nieces and nephews...

Then it failed as it should.

Then there is Churchill’s evaluation: “Look at that lawyer who graduated from the London Law School and is good at demagoguery. Now he is pretending to be a common ascetic in the East. He is half naked, skinny as a bone, and pretending. It is really disgusting.”

Back to the main text of the book, Yang Lingyue was sitting at the dining table, minding his own business, eating light boiled vegetables, boiled shrimps... The reason why it was him, Zhang's mother said that Liu Xiaoli went upstairs.

In the middle of eating, Liu Xiaoli went downstairs, already taking off her makeup and changing into pajamas.

After a silent meal, Yang Lingyue went back to his bedroom and fell asleep peacefully.

When I woke up again, there was a small one lying next to me. I couldn't say it was small. It was only 1.7 meters tall.

Liu Yifei was confused and said impatiently: "Yang Lingyue, you are annoying."

"Honey, do me a favor."

"What's the deal, where's the gift?"

Liu Yifei opened her eyes as she spoke, and was stunned for a moment, and then there was a crackle.

Yang Lingyue pitifully recounted his experiences over the past few days.

"Sissi, can you bear to watch your boyfriend suffer and be tired? It doesn't matter if I suffer and be tired. If I get exhausted, it will be very bad for our future."

"Hmph, you're talking nonsense. Go away and go somewhere else."

"No, Li Jian will come to our house soon to give me guidance on "Legend". I sang this song for you, and you don't want me to sing poorly, right?"

"Why did you invite me to my house? Oops, I hate you."

"Then shall I leave?"

"snort."

Liu Yifei naturally didn't want to. After snorting, she sat up and stared at her boyfriend.

Yang Lingyue said helplessly: "We are an old husband and wife, what are we ashamed of?"

Liu Yifei wrinkled her nose and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I can't."

............

3pm.

Yang Lingyue smiled and said to the gentle music poet opposite: "Hello Li Jian, I am your loyal fan. I grew up listening to your songs. I have all three of your albums. You can sign them for me later."

Li Jian smiled back: "Hello Mr. Yang, I am also your fan, but you don't release an album, otherwise I will definitely buy it."

Yang Lingyue stretched out his hand and said, "I'm really sorry. My participation in the show needs to be kept secret, so I made the appointment here. Please don't think too much about it, please."

Li Jian shook his head and said, "No, I understand, and I have to thank you for choosing my song."

As the two of them arrived at the piano room, Liu Yifei did not show up. She hated her boyfriend so much now.

Yang Lingyue was also worried that his little girlfriend was going to bite him to death. If he hadn't run so fast, something would have happened. You know, there are teeth marks on his arms now, and he didn't know why he still had such strong bite force.

In the following time, the two first chatted about each other's music styles and their understanding of each other.

Li Jian said that Yang Lingyue's style was extremely complex and everything could be picked at his fingertips. He had also communicated with Wang Jingxuan about this.

He was extremely impressed. When he learned that Yang Lingyue had never studied music systematically, Li Jian had doubts about his life.

Yang Lingyue dug her toes into the ground in embarrassment: "Haven't you never learned it before?"

Li Jian said a little unnaturally: "Although I haven't taken music professional courses, I have systematically taught myself, um... these..."

Hehe, are you taking care of my self-esteem as a bad student? After all, I am also the number one student in Nortel. Although I cheated, I also relied on self-study.

"I understand, I understand. I also taught myself about film for a year and a half. I understand."

"Haha."

Yang Lingyue immediately changed the topic to Li Jian, but he was speaking the truth with a sincere tone.

"Compared to "For You", I still like your first album "Like Water Flowing Years" the most. It is gentle, clear and beautiful. Although the arrangement is a bit rough, the most authentic things of a musician are all in it. I rarely listen to all the songs in an album seriously. "Like Water Flowing Years" is an exception."

Li Jian was really surprised. He certainly thought that the initial words of a busy man like Yang Lingyue were just polite words.

"Mr. Yang, what do you think of "Miss You"?

Yang Lingyue did not hesitate and continued: "For "Miss You", the melody is the best. I see the poetry, mountains, rivers, lakes, and fireworks in your writing. But I think your current voice can't interpret these songs. I look forward to you re-recording a version when you are mature. I can undertake all the production costs, haha."

This time Li Jian finally confirmed that Yang Lingyue is his fan, otherwise how could he have such a cognition.

Moreover, this person is quite real. He is satisfied with the praise and he also knows the criticism.

However, Li Jian did not compliment him. Instead, he said, "You will sing on stage tomorrow, right?"

Yang Lingyue nodded, "Yes, "Legend" was decided when I contacted you that day. I wanted to fool around and get it over with. It is a publicity gimmick for the program, but I was worried about the song being unfair."

Li Jian smiled and said, "Then sing it once, and I will accompany you."

Yang Lingyue stood up and waved his hand, "No, I will play and sing by myself, you just listen."

Then Yang Lingyue played the guitar and sang very skillfully.