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The matter of Gu Zhiqing singing to him was settled in this way. As soon as the meal was over, Yang Zijun couldn't wait to run back to the recording room to get the guitar, and took the score and lyrics of "Ghost Eyes Seeing the World" to the living room, paralyzed on his back Modify the song score on the favorite sofa.

"Ghost Eyes Seeing the World" has two background stories. The two stories of the protagonist's life and death are interspersed and narrated. Two lines of voice are required, one is relatively gentle, singing the story before life, and the other is indifferent and deep, singing the story after death.

Yang Zijun made up his mind to let Gu Zhiqing sing with a deep voice. Gu Zhiqing's voice is no worse than those big-name voice actors. His voice is like the lowest fourth string of a cello, elegant and extravagant, like the whisper of a rose hidden in the dark , It is also like the sound of manjusawa blooming in the legendary hell.

"Looking at the World with Ghostly Eyes" is a song that Yang Zijun has been pondering for half a year. Half a year ago, his classmates at the same level were struggling with the sea of ​​questions in the third year of high school. Sleeping on the back lying down, Hui Ling's yin and yang eyes suddenly opened in math class. In an instant, Yang Zijun saw many things, various strange scenes, and saw some love and hate in life. A ghost walked through the road of life and death while searching, walked through the corridor of the mansion, walked across the small bridge with a clear stream flowing below, and saw a large area of ​​fiery red flowers beside the river... Yang Zijun realized that he had seen it when he regained consciousness Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, Hell... Then a class was spent writing lyrics and composing music.

If it had been according to Yang Zijun's previous progress, this song should have been completed long ago, but Yang Zijun has been dissatisfied and the two vocal lines are a bit difficult to sing, so he has been revising and revising until now.

With Gu Zhiqing, Yang Zijun felt that if he could, he could finish the song immediately tonight, and maybe he could finish it by himself in the later stage.

But the question now is whether Gu Zhiqing can sing the feeling he wants.

Yang Zijun gave Gu Zhiqing Wei Gai's song score and asked him to try singing a few lines.

Seeing the title of the song, Gu Zhiqing raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yang Zijun who was looking at him eagerly, and said, "What if you can't sing well?"

"No, hurry up and sing."

"So trust me?" Gu Zhiqing could see the expectation and trust in his eyes, and he was in a good mood.

Yang Zijun secretly rubbed against Gu Zhiqing, explained it to him, and sang it himself, "It's like this, 'Wang Chuan's deep look is broken, and Cheng Qing's history is hard to write. Sorrow, Mohen and finally lost to a cup of tea'”

As soon as Yang Zijun opened his mouth, the only audience in the audience was amazed. Gu Zhiqing's eyes were full of tenderness. He raised his hand and rubbed the soft hair of Yang Zijun who was looking at him solemnly, and said, "I will try."

Yang Zijun's attention was all on singing, and he didn't resist Gu Zhiqing's sinful hand, and let him rub it, and finally rubbed it again, still unsatisfied.

Gu Zhi sang a little, both the tone, the melody and the emotion are well grasped, which greatly exceeded Yang Zijun's expected effect.

Yang Zijun smiled for the second time and bent his beautiful Danfeng eyes, and for the first time in his life, he became interested in communicating with others.

Yang Zijun showed Gu Zhiqing all the information about this song, and explained it to him one by one. Before he knew it, he leaned on Gu Zhiqing's shoulder and talked to him for an hour.When he realized it, he put one hand on Gu Zhiqing's shoulder, and with the other hand he shared a document with Gu Zhiqing, leaning half of his body on Gu Zhiqing's left shoulder.

The hexagram spiritual energy was floating above his head, and Jin Xuan closed his eyes to rest his mind by relying on the hexagram spiritual energy.

The right side of the body is attached to Gu Zhiqing's left side. The body temperature and the flexibility of the young flesh are transmitted between the two thin layers of fabric. The face is very close to Gu Zhiqing's face, and the head on one side You can kiss him, Yang Zijun moved his head back a little bit, looked at Gu Zhiqing's handsome side face, and was slightly stunned. Did Zhiqing kiss him?

"What's wrong?" Gu Zhiqing finished reading the background story, then turned to see Yang Zijun in a daze.

The side face suddenly turned into a front face, Yang Zijun's hands trembled, and he resisted the conditioned reflex of falling backwards due to fright, and forced himself to be calm: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about what needs to be modified."

The expression on Yang Zijun's face was calm and indifferent, but his heart was beating very fast, thumping and clamoring, hitting his chest hard, as if it would jump out of his throat in the next second.

"I think it's pretty good, there's no need to revise it." Gu Zhiqing glanced at him, then turned back and continued to look at the score.

"Well, this information is for you. Let me know when you have time to record a song." Yang Zijun secretly took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. He took other materials and stepped back a little. There was an arm-sized gap in the middle, and Yang Zijun's heartbeat slowed down a little. He was about to pack up his things and go back to the room when Gu Zhiqing stopped him.

"Sing it to me." With an imperative tone, Gu Zhiqing smiled.

"Okay." Yang Zijun moved to the other side of the sofa and picked up the guitar that was leaning on the sofa, flicked his slender and white fingers casually, and began to play and sing in time.

According to his original plan, he planned to record "Ghost Eyes Seeing the World" on the afternoon of Wednesday the day after tomorrow when there is no class, so he has practiced this song hundreds of times, and he has memorized both the score and the lyrics by heart. It was modified a little but it didn't have much impact, so he played and sang smoothly, and his voice can be easily switched between warm and light and deep and hoarse, without any mistakes.

As he sang, he suddenly remembered the story Yang Zihan told him. In it, the only king in the world turned into a ghost after death, just like the protagonist in his song. He has traveled to so many places, searching, searching The only ray of light in my life.

My heart suddenly filled with sadness, my chest hurts so much that my throat tightened, and Yang Zijun's clear voice instantly became hoarse. Fortunately, it happened to change to another deep and hoarse voice, but nothing unusual happened.But his heart was so uncomfortable that it was as if sadness had turned into a strong hand and grabbed him fiercely, making him breathless, and his throat was about to lose his voice.

Yang Zijun raised his head and wanted to tell Gu Zhiqing to sing again later. When he looked up and saw Gu Zhiqing's beautiful smile, the discomfort in his heart disappeared without a trace, and he felt much more relaxed physically and mentally.You can continue to sing, and Yang Zijun will continue to sing.

Yang Zijun thought in his heart that he had to see the doctor again when he had time, maybe it was a heart attack or something else just now, otherwise how could he feel sad and uncomfortable if he didn't think of something uncomfortable?

"How?" Yang Zijun pretended to be nonchalant, shaking his long legs and turned his head to ask Gu Zhiqing. There were little stars in his dark eyes, twinkling and twinkling, fully showing the little expectation for praise.

"It sounds good." Gu Zhi smiled lightly, leaning over to support the back of the sofa with one hand, and rubbing his hair with the other.

It was the first time Yang Zijun sang to someone, and it was the first time he was praised in person, and he felt sweet in his heart, because the object was Gu Zhiqing, and he felt itchy in his heart, as if something had taken root in his heart, sprouted and blossomed.

This numb feeling lasted until Yang Zijun lay down on the bed after taking a shower, thinking about Gu Zhiqing all the time.

"Jinxuan." Ever since he was able to communicate with Lingyuan, Yang Zijun was used to talking to Jinxuan when he had something to do.

"What are you doing?" Jin Xuan's face was noble and glamorous, and his voice was lazy, as if he was concentrating on one thing and had no time to take care of him but had to pay attention to him.

Yang Zijun turned his head to look at Jinxuan who was lazily lying on the bed, who was still holding a hexagram spirit element in his arms.

"When did you bring Gu Zhiqing's Lingyuan?"

Jinxuan gave him a pair of supercilious eyes, "I hugged you a long time ago, okay! It's because you've been so intoxicated in your own mind that you didn't even notice my movements..." The tone was a little grievance that was ignored.

"...Why did you bring him here?" Yang Zijun ignored his grievances and asked directly.

Jinxuan embraced Lingyuan and kissed, with a trembling accent, "Calm my lonely heart!"

"...Don't be rude to others." Yang Zijun said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'm not joking." Jinxuan changed his serious face in seconds, and quietly pushed the Lingyuan in his arms away for a while, revealing the connection between them, "Look, the relationship between me and Hanzhen Fate is implicated again."

Yang Zijun frowned, "Didn't you break when you transformed?"

Jinxuan was also puzzled, "Yeah, what's the matter? Surprised? Surprised? I'm connected with Xiaoyu again."

Yang Zijun stretched out his hand to poke the hexagram Lingyuan, and Lingyuan shyly hid behind Jinxuan, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either." Jinxuan put away the smile on his face, and hugged Lingyuan into his arms, "Speaking of which, I remembered one thing. That is, didn't I stay in Gu Zhiqing a few minutes before my transformation by your side?"

Yang Zijun looked indifferent, and gave him a look of "I'm sleeping, how do I know where you are going".

Jinxuan didn't care, and continued: "At that time, I felt that I was about to transform, so I flew to your room, but when I got to the door, I was held back by Xiao Jing, who just entangled me with the magic thread. "

Yang Zijun raised his eyebrows, "You mean that Han Yu wants to stop you from transforming?"

Jinxuan pondered for a moment, then touched the Lingyuan in his arms, "I think Xiaozhen might be worried about me."

Yang Zijun nodded, there is nothing wrong with this explanation. "So, the fate of the gods is broken because you and I haven't recovered our spiritual strength?"

Jinxuan nodded, "It's also possible that my daughter-in-law has a little mood."

Yang Zijun:! ! !What the hell development?

"...Your wife?"

Jinxuan smiled softly, kissed a corner of Lingyuan, ignoring the surprised expression on Yang Zijun's face struck by lightning, "Well, I found that I really like Xiaoyu."

Are you sure it's not a love between friends?Yang Zijun's mood is complicated, it may be that Jinxuan has been empty and lonely for too long.

"Can you communicate with Han Xuan?"

Jinxuan looked regretful, "Not yet, Xiaoyu's spiritual consciousness has either not been conceived or not yet opened, and the latter may be bigger."

Yang Zijun didn't answer for a while, and then said after a while: "Don't harm the flowers of the motherland."

Jinxuan admired his lonely back.