He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 84 Song God Yang Shaoqing

did not expect.

"Ah! Your shoelaces look great! How do you tie them?" Brother Yang noticed something special and immediately changed the subject.

It got stuck on Fang Huai's face again.

It can be said that Fang Huai expected this wave of praise, but he didn't expect it to be here.

It should be after he deliberately showed off.

Always stay with me.

Fang Huai walked up to Yang Shaoqing with a smile, squatted down, and opened her shoelaces in a few clicks.

Then he lowered his voice and said, "You help me choose clothes. From now on, you can tie my shoelaces. Just ask me."

This wave disgusted his own operation and made Yang Shaoqing a little at a loss.

Looking down at Fang Huai's serious look, he was too embarrassed to lift his feet, so he had to watch him take off the shoelaces on his feet little by little and tie them up again, as if his heart was tightening along with the shoes.

Zhang Zhongting's eyes widened.

This kid is more enlightened than I thought!

Just this set, after a few years of storage, it’s starting to look a little rusty.

This year, it's just right.

Fang Huai joined the army on the first day he was reborn and was almost isolated from the world. It was also inspired by Chen Cang that he truly realized that this was still an era when QQ space was booming.

Sending text messages, using space, and leaving messages quietly, which are only visible to her online on QQ, are the ways to express love these days.

The era of the end of the Dharma when the strong women were afraid of pestering their husbands.

In other words, Zhong Ling's warm-boy style is still very popular.

After WeChat Moments became popular, everyone started to show off the steering wheel. Infatuation didn't work, and everyone started to show off their strength.

If you don’t have the strength, you have to find someone to borrow some strength.

Fang Huai tied his shoelaces and stood up. Looking at the two blushes on Yang Shaoqing's face, he wanted to reach out and pinch them.

However, the measurement has already been reached today. If you do this for two more rounds, you will have to hold on to it, and you may vomit and feel greasy.

Just enough.

Fang Huai also showed some embarrassment and stuttered a little: "You...sit down, I will tell you the recording details later."

"oh…"

Brother Yang quickly turned around, his two claws entangled, and walked obediently to his seat, feeling his heart beating hard.

"Xiao Fang, come here."

The uncle did not make Fang Huai happy for long. He called Fang Huai over, pointed at Mr. Wu and said:

"This is Uncle Wu. He is a very generous person. He used to be in the army. You are recording songs for free on their territory, so you have to express your gratitude!"

Fang Huai almost rolled his eyes.

It’s not like he’s never seen Mr. Wu before, he looks like he’s in his thirties at most! It may not be as big as before he was reborn!

Damn it, it was a wave of demotion blows.

"Oh, Zhang Zhi, I was negligent. I really didn't know that this was your nephew before. Xiao Fang, I listened to your song that day and admired you very much. You are so young and talented!"

Fang Huai's face turned dark at this moment, and the words were forced out of his throat.

"Thank you Uncle Wu...thank you for providing this treasure land."

"No, no! Do you have my phone number? I have two hotels in the provincial capital. They are of decent quality. Where do you want to rest in the future? Or if friends come over, just call me and I will make arrangements for you!" Mr. Wu waved his hand. said cheerfully.

"Eh? That's not possible, you have to pay!" Zhang Zhongting refused directly.

Afterwards, Fang Huai was not let go.

Then he pointed at Zhang Ning: "Aunt Zhang! This is my former colleague. Do you know her?"

Damn it.

Fang Huai's retinas almost fell off this time.

What do you mean?

Is this also called a colleague? !

There is also a big black dog in the training base! He's three or four years old. He should be your colleague, right?

Should I also be called uncle?

Fortunately, Zhang Ning was not ignorant. He quickly stood up and said: "Director! If you don't dare, don't take it! I am a junior!"

Zhang Zhongting thought for a while, then said calmly: "Well... yes, your father-in-law and I are quite familiar, so you should call me uncle."

Zhong Ling quickly stood up and hid behind.

Fang Huai was relieved.

wipe.

We can't go out together often in the future. With Lao Zhang's algorithm, he will easily suffer.

Pretty familiar, even a lifetime?

My aunt is only in her thirties! How old is her friend? Shouldn't I be filled with young elders?

When I go out in the future, those old non-commissioned officers and cadres will always ask me to call me uncle. If word gets out, how can someone from our side get along?

Turning around to look at Yang Shaoqing, her face was so full from suppressing her laughter that she looked like an apple.

Fang Huai was a little unhappy.

"Yang Shaoqing, you and I are of the same generation, you can't call me uncle? We have to record songs here."

Yang Shaoqing stood up and said politely to Mr. Wu, "Hello, uncle~"

There is no psychological pressure at all.

Fang Huai's eyes widened.

Mr. Wu's face was crooked with a smile.

"Hey, eh, okay! This girl is so pretty! Zhang Zhi, this is you..."

Mr. Wu wanted to say "nephew and daughter-in-law", but he was not sure.

Zhang Zhongting was more sophisticated: "This girl is Xiaofang's childhood friend, and she is also our girl from Chongqing."

"Oh, Chongqing is great, Chongqing is great! Where can I study?"

"Sichuan sound." Yang Shaoqing said playfully.

"Oh, Chuanyin is good, Chuanyin is good! Do you have a boyfriend..."

"Cough!" Fang Huai coughed heavily.

Mr. Wu, is this a smooth question? ?

Why don't you play Dong Zhuo with me?

Mr. Wu really asked the question smoothly and realized his slip of the tongue, so he changed his mouth and said: "Haha, a talented man and a beautiful woman. She really is a talented man and a beautiful woman!"

Zhang Zhongting said modestly: "I've said it to Mr. Wu, I think Xiao Fang is still worse than Xiao Yang, so we have to work hard."

The two went back and forth, almost taking the two young men to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Zhang Ning and Zhong Ling sat nearby and laughed, standing like two good-for-profit boys.

Seeing that Yang Shaoqing didn't know how to reply, Fang Huai opened his mouth and said without delaying his hands.

"Then let's go in, shall we? I've made an agreement with Brother Chen, and the instruments are in place today."

"Okay~" Brother Yang immediately stood up to say hello to the two uncles.

The little girl is very polite.

Zhang Zhongting waved his hand: "Let's go, Xiao Yang, I want to hear you sing, so that Mr. Wu can also open his eyes!"

Mr. Wu runs one of the top three recording studios in the provincial capital. This statement almost denigrates the fact that there are no masters in the provincial capital.

Mr. Wu was very supportive, and the repeater reincarnated: "Listen well! You must listen well! Hahaha..."

Fang Huai had met Mr. Wu two or three times before, and it was the first time he noticed that he was so extroverted.

As soon as Zhang Zhongting got up, the two boys immediately followed him, and Mr. Wu also walked half a step slower. The scene looked like the chief of staff coming to check the bed in the class.

...

Everyone went to the wall of the recording room, waiting to hear Yang Shaoqing sing.

Chen Cang has already arranged the musicians.

He was very sophisticated. After only communicating with Fang Huai for a few words, he started to set up their respective instruments.

Yang Shaoqing also said that he had heard the demo, and Fang Huai shared the lyrics with her, so they sat down and prepared to audition.

Fang Huai glanced sideways at Yang Shaoqing. He seemed to be a little restless under everyone's gaze. He immediately raised his hand and shouted.

"Brother Chen, dim the lights!"

Chen Cang nodded inside, and the light immediately dimmed to a dark blue basic light.

Chen Cang waved his hand inside, and a clear jazz prelude sounded.

After adding some soft top notes, Fang Huai thinks it's quite good, a bit level.

As the tune changed, Brother Yang's eyes became focused and serious.

The first sentence begins with Yang Shaoqing,

"They are all strong. You are full of passion, bravery, and have no hesitation..."

In the first sentence, Yang Shaoqing burst out with unimaginable power. When she sang, her voice was completely different from usual.

It was a deep voice, but the last four words came out lightly, with a little tremor.

The singing skills are very good.

Fang Huai had never heard her sing this kind of song, and he had never seen her sing with his own eyes. He looked at her in surprise, then lowered his voice and continued.

"It's all ordinary, your selfless dedication..."

"They say that we must rush forward and suture the wounds of disaster..."

Yang Shaoqing's voice became more and more passionate,

"Who says we young people are not heroes..."

The two sang together: "I love your green military uniform. I love you when you charge into battle. I love you for not being afraid of hiding. No matter how difficult it is, I love you..."

Fang Huai sang to the last part and looked directly at Yang Shaoqing.

Yang Shaoqing's eyes didn't even hide, as if he could absorb the power from the lyrics.

She is different when she sings, Fang Huai thought.

In the last section, which was originally Fang Huai's part, Fang Huai had an inspiration and quickly patted Yang Shaoqing and asked her to join him.

Yang Shaoqing was already holding the microphone and picked it up naturally.

"Go, go! With the humblest dream.

Fight? Fight! With the most lofty dream.

To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night...

Who says the hero is the one who stands in the light! "

When the song ended, everyone was immersed in it for a while.

The first person to applaud was Fang Huai who was singing.

"Perfect."

Yang Shaoqing looked up and saw Chen Cang and the sound engineer in the glass wall also gesturing with their thumbs, and suddenly became a little shy.

"Hmm...do you think it's okay?"

He looked at Fang Huai and then at the person behind him.

The band, and the two stewards, everyone gave thumbs up.

Zhang Zhongting was very shy, looked around, and made a rock gesture. Mr. Wu laughed and made the same gesture, but it was not very decent, more like a "6".

"I think we should do it this time! Once and for all!" Fang Huai stood up and said firmly.

A voice from the inner room came from the loudspeaker: "I think it's okay. There are some small flaws, but the emotion is there. I think it can be fixed."

Yang Shaoqing suddenly became a little confused: "Then...should I go back tomorrow?"

Fang Huai and Zhang Zhongting laughed.

"Girl, you can play for as many days as you want! Uncle will accompany you!

This time today was great!

Fang Huai, you're not bragging. This song sounded more than one level higher today. "

Zhang Zhongting's eyes widened with a smile, and he barely said, "Our team voted for this song."

Fang Huai looked at Yang Shaoqing first: "The work is not over yet, we have to shoot some shots in the recording studio, and you have to wear our clothes."

"Military... military uniform?" Yang Shaoqing said in surprise.

Fang Huai glanced at the people beside the wall, shook his head and said, "Military uniforms cannot be worn. The local dress code for Type 07 military uniforms is still vague, but you can wear our combat uniforms."

"Is that...the one with the yellow helmet?"

"Correct."

"Okay!" Yang Shaoqing clapped her hands happily.

Fang Huai interrupted with a smile: "And... let's not waste the remaining time. Shao Qing, I wrote a song for you. Do you want to record it and take it home?"

Yang Shaoqing's eyes were crooked and he blinked.

"You still have a song? What song?"

Fang Huai looked at Yang Shaoqing's eyes and couldn't bear to admire it.

"The song title is a bit long, but it suits you very well. It's called "I Eat Fried Chicken in People's Square."