Rebirth: Recovering My Treasure Girl

Uncle Bao's friend's teahouse opened on the edge of the Hengjiang River.

Because it was not in the city, it took Uncle Bao 40 minutes to drive to his destination.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and Uncle Bao pointed out the window not far away: "That's right there."

After Chen Yang and Wu Jenny got off the car, they looked around and saw an antique building with a three-story wooden structure by the river.

It stands quietly among the green willow trees, like a poet in meditation, staring at the flowing river.

At this time, Uncle Bao also got out of the car.

Uncle Bao first took the guitar and backpack from the trunk, and then took the lead towards the teahouse.

Uncle Bao had already called his friend on the way here. His friend said that he was at the teahouse and waiting for their arrival at any time.

Chen Yang couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the guitar, and asked Jenny Wu: "I said, why did you bring the guitar?"

Jenny Wu was also surprised when she heard this: "Of course you have to bring a guitar! If you sing out of tune, won't the score I wrote out also be out of tune?"

Jenny Wu had already thought about it. After the score was written, she would play it again to make sure it was not out of tune.

"So, you really know how to play the guitar?" Chen Yang thought Jenny Wu's previous words were bragging.

Jenny Wu raised her chin slightly and said proudly: “Of course, I know a lot of things!”

After saying that, Jenny Wu followed Uncle Bao’s footsteps.

After taking just two steps, Jenny Wu turned around and asked, “By the way, have you brought the novel?”

Chen Yang nodded, and Jenny Wu was immediately relieved.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yang smiled and followed the two of them.

After walking for a while, Chen Yang suddenly said to Uncle Bao: "Uncle Bao, the environment here is very good, your friend is quite tasteful."

Uncle Bao smiled and nodded: "It's not bad, but it's a bit far away. It's not convenient to come here."

Jenny Wu turned around and answered: “It’s not too far, it’s quite fast to drive.”

Uncle Bao smiled and said nothing, took the things and continued walking forward.

Chen Yang wanted to go over and help get the things, but Uncle Bao said it was okay, so Chen Yang had no choice but to give up.

After the three of them got closer, they saw the wooden plaque on the lintel of the teahouse with the four characters "Jiangjing Tea House" written on it.

The interior decoration of the teahouse is simple yet ancient and elegant. The wooden floors, tables and chairs exude a faint woody fragrance.

Several landscape paintings depicting river views are hung on the walls of the lobby on the first floor, which immediately adds a literary and artistic atmosphere to the entire environment.

Chen Yang carefully observed the hall and found that the indoor layout was very clever.

Every furnishing and decoration is perfectly integrated into the environment, making people feel very comfortable and cozy.

At this time, a female clerk from the teahouse came over. She looked very young, probably in her early twenties.

"Is this Mr. Wan?" the female clerk asked politely.

Uncle Bao said: "I am."

The female clerk smiled and said: "Mr. Wan, the boss is already waiting for you upstairs. Please come with me."

Uncle Bao nodded, looked back at Chen Yang and Jenny Wu, and then the three of them followed the female clerk.

Going up to the second floor, the three of them saw a very spacious window.

The view from the window is very good. Standing in front of the window and looking out, the scenery outside is like a moving picture.

At this time, the sun is rising, and the surface of the river appears sparkling. The sunlight is like golden spots falling on the water, gently swaying with the fluctuations of the river surface.

The willow trees by the river are swaying gently in the wind, like gentle dancers.

“It’s so beautiful!” Jenny Wu couldn’t help but stop to admire the beautiful scenery and sighed softly.

Chen Yang and Uncle Bao also stopped and watched.

The two of them also felt that the scenery was beautiful. Thinking about being able to drink a cup of tea in such a beautiful environment and feel the blend of the fragrance of tea and the beautiful scenery, they couldn't help but feel comfortable in their hearts.

The female clerk did not urge them, but stood aside patiently to accompany the three of them to enjoy the scenery, and also explained to them the place across the river.

Arriving on the third floor, in the eastmost room, everyone met Uncle Bao’s friend, Brother Huan.

Brother Huan is middle-aged, has gained weight, smiles like a Maitreya Buddha, and gives off a very friendly and kind impression.

Under Uncle Bao's introduction, the two parties got to know each other briefly.

Of course, Uncle Bao did not tell the other party that Jenny Wu was Wu Lide's daughter. He only said that she was his cousin and Chen Yang was his niece's classmate.

Brother Huan didn't mean to ask any more questions. After a few pleasantries, he led everyone to a spacious and comfortable private room.

The view from the private room is very good, and you can have a panoramic view of the scenery on the river.

The only disadvantage is that the wind is too cold in this weather, and you can easily catch a cold if it blows too much.

After Uncle Bao put down his guitar and backpack, he followed Brother Huan out of the private room, and the two went downstairs to drink tea and chat.

After a while, the female clerk brought a pot of fruit tea and a large plate of snacks.

What surprised Chen Yang was that the fruit tea actually came with a small heating stove.

The female clerk told the two that if they ran out of tea, they could refill it themselves, as there was water in the thermos bottles in the room.

After saying that, the female clerk closed the room door and left.

The next moment, Jenny Wu walked over and opened her guitar backpack, preparing to take out the guitar.

While holding the guitar, Jenny Wu said: “By the way, what’s the name of your song?”

Chen Yang said: "The original dream."

"first dreams....."

Jenny Wu repeated it softly, nodded and said: "The name sounds good, but I don't know if the song is good or not, and whether Sister Zhenzhen can like it."

Chen Yang smiled and said confidently: "You will know in a moment."

Jenny Wu took out the guitar and stroked it gently, and the guitar suddenly made a pleasant sound.

"Okay, let's get started. You sing it first and I'll listen..."

Jenny Wu thought about finishing writing the score and reading the novel early.

Without saying anything, Chen Yang reached out and pulled out a rolled-up cylindrical notebook from the inner pocket of his coat, and then found a folded and clamped piece of white paper from the notebook.

Open the white paper, and there are many words written line by line on it.

Jenny Wu was a little curious and stepped forward to see what it was, and at the same time asked: "What did you get?"

Chen Yang said: "Lyrics."

On the paper are the lyrics of "First Dream" that Chen Yang took the time to write last night.

Jenny Wu looked at it twice and couldn't help but think: "If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of ​​reality, how can we know how to work harder to go far..."

After just reading the beginning of the sentence, Jenny Wu turned to look at Chen Yang in surprise: "You wrote this?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What else?"

"First Dream" is a cover of the song "Ride on the Back of the Silver Dragon" by Japanese singer Miyuki Nakajima, but the Chinese version of the lyrics was written by Bayan musician Yao Ruolong.

Of course Chen Yang knows that it's shameless to copy other people's songs and sell them, but who makes Chen Yang poor now!

Besides, I have already copied the books, so this song is not missing.

In short: make money, not be shabby!

Jenny Wu continued to read a few lines of lyrics, and suddenly couldn't help but said: "Sure enough, he is the one who won the first prize in the city's composition competition, and his writing is really good."

Although Chen Yang blushed after hearing this, he returned to normal after only three seconds.

"I'll sing it first, you listen to the melody, and then we'll write out the score line by line." Chen Yang said.

Jenny Wu nodded, turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down, then stared at Chen Yang quietly, waiting for him to speak.

Chen Yang first moistened his throat with fruit tea, then picked up the lyrics and began to brew a melody in his mind.

A few seconds later, Chen Yang's singing voice rang out in the room:

"If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of ​​reality..."

"How can I know how to work harder..."

"Only can we go far..."

The moment the song hit her ears, Jenny Wu began to secretly complain in her heart: What is this singing about? My singing skills are too bad...

Indeed, Chen Yang's voice condition is very ordinary, and his singing skills are also very average.

Not to mention compared with Zhenzhen, even if it is the level of Zhang Lulu and herself, it is difficult for Chen Yang to match.

But strangely, Chen Yang's singing voice reveals a unique charm, and the melody is extremely catchy and catchy, as if it makes people feel a simple power that can touch the listener's soul.

Unknowingly, Chen Yang had already reached the climax of the song:

"The first dream is held tightly in the hand..."

"How can I return to the place I want to go to the most?"

"The original dream will definitely come true..."

"Only when you realize your true desires can you be considered to have passed to heaven..."