My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1105 Song One
Thus.

Singer Liu Fei knew her sincerity.

Aside from not being able to divorce his wife and marry her... Zhang You suspected that even if he did get a divorce, it was still uncertain whether she would marry him, this "second-hand goods." After all, if he got a divorce, Xiao Zishan and Li Ran would definitely be with him.

When.

So many people are running to singer Liu Fei's house for food and drink. Liu Fei doesn't have any financial pressure, but she definitely can't stand it.

Even the most composed personality cannot withstand the torment of so many people.

The rain continued after the music festival ended in the afternoon, and the city was still shrouded in heavy rain the next morning.

It's rare for autumn rain to fall so continuously; it usually rains in bursts, stops, and then rains again. But this time it's different.

However, this has little impact on Zhang You.

It's simply a matter of changing your morning outdoor run to running on a treadmill.

While he was running, the fitness coach that Jiang Yiren had hired also came. If you only looked at his figure, you would definitely be tempted.

But just looking at her appearance makes one give up. I don't know where Jiang Yiren came from. She must have been carefully selected. After running about five kilometers, Zhang You rested for a while and replenished some water before starting to do some flyes.

I told Jiang Yiren a few days ago that I wanted to build big muscles, but it was just a joke.

Zhang You simply wanted to get himself more muscular. Running every day is indeed very beneficial to the body, but running for a long time can accelerate aging, mainly because the daily exposure to wind and sun makes the skin look less fair. Exercise, on the other hand, is different. Being more muscular... maybe he can be like Rain, covering his face with a white T-shirt and twisting his waist a couple of times, making the young women and wives in the audience scream wildly.

I practiced for about an hour.

Zhang You made himself a cup of protein powder, drank it, and then went upstairs to attend to his own business.

in fact.

Pure fitness will only affect the body's coordination, so other activities need to be added together. As for Jiang Yiren... Zhang You thinks she doesn't need to work out. Her current figure is the best. But women, besides having one less new dress in their wardrobe, will always have an extra pound of fat. Let her do as she pleases.

If Zhang You could truly return to the state he was in before having two sons, it would be a good thing for him.

Come to the study on the second floor.

Zhang You opened his laptop, sat down in a chair, and started listening to songs. He started with Fan Zhenzhen's singles released when she first debuted. In her early days, Fan Zhenzhen's voice was clear and bright, but her vocal cords were short and thin, and her pharyngeal cavity was small. However, her vocal range was higher than that of ordinary female voices, making her a typical small-voiced soprano.

It seems similar to Zhang Xiyu's early days.

Listen on.

As their singing skills became more and more proficient, the differences between the two became more and more obvious. Fan Zhenzhen maintained the fullness and penetrating power of her tone in the high notes, while Zhang Xiyu's strong mixed voice and vocal cord compression technique began to become exceptionally powerful.

If a comparison had to be made, Fan Zhenzhen was stronger in conveying the emotions of the song, while Zhang Xiyu focused more on timbre and the layering of her singing.

After listening, Zhang You knew what type of songs Fan Zhenzhen was suited for.

Less than a few minutes.

Zhang You wrote a song called "Tangible Wings". After thinking about it, he wrote another song for her called "Chess Piece", mainly because the song was very suitable for the situation Fan Zhenzhen was in.

She was controlled by her mother and agent.

What else could this be but a chess piece?

Finally, after a slight hesitation, Zhang You wrote out another song, "As You Wish," which had once been a huge hit on Earth. Looking at the song, Zhang You was really reluctant to part with it... So, Zhang You glanced at the door of the study and, not seeing his queen of pop, knew that she was still preparing to go out to work.

Zhang You secretly took out his phone, took a picture of the poem "As You Wish" written on the paper, and sent it to singer Liu Fei.

"I think this song suits you. If you don't want to sing it, I'll give it to your junior, Fan Zhenzhen."

Finish sending the message.

Zhang You checked the time; it was eight in the morning. In other countries, it would be three or four in the afternoon. He figured that as long as Liu Fei was home, she would see it soon.

Just thinking about it.

His phone rang. Zhang You had assumed Liu Fei would only say yes or no, but to his surprise, her reply was, "As you wish... Is this your true feeling!?"

Zhang You didn't know how to answer for a moment.

But after thinking for a moment, he replied, "It's just a song."

"You decide what to do."

Singer Liu Fei only replied with this one message.

"Then you can have it."

After sending the message, Zhang You waited for nearly two minutes but did not receive a reply from singer Liu Fei. He then deleted their chat and tore the copy of "As You Wish" written on the paper into pieces, which he then threw into the trash can.

Since "Ru Yuan" was given to Liu Fei, Zhang You thought about it and wrote another song, "A Diao," for Fan Zhenzhen. Afterward, Zhang You first wrote out the sheet music for "Ru Yuan," took a picture of it, and sent it to Liu Fei.

"Good boy, you're so lucky. You eat your fill and sleep your fill, sleep your fill and eat your fill."

Han Hui's voice came from downstairs.

Zhang You was startled.

He quickly deleted the sheet music he had sent to Liu Fei, worried that she might reply. He also put his phone on vibrate. After doing all this, Zhang You lowered his head and pretended to be serious as he began writing the sheet music for the other three songs.

"How was your husband's fall yesterday afternoon?!"

On one side, there was a voice asking Jiang Yiren, and on the other side, there was the sound of someone coming upstairs.

"It's just a minor cut."

Jiang Yiren replied.

"I didn't complain about you, did I!?"

Han Hui asked.

"What are you complaining about? She's doing great now. She didn't say a word when she got home and even told me not to worry."

Jiang Yiren raised her voice, clearly speaking to her husband. When speaking ill of others, one must be careful of eavesdroppers. When praising others, it's best to let the person in question hear, otherwise, one's good words will be wasted.

Holding Jiang Yiren's youngest son, Han Hui went up to the living room on the second floor. She didn't see Zhang You and was about to ask if he had gone fishing again when she saw Jiang Yiren point to the study.

Han Hui understood.

Then, the old woman's eyes lit up, and she directly shoved Jiang Zichu into her mother's arms, smiling as she walked into the study. Seeing that Zhang You was indeed busy, Han Hui smiled and said, "Why didn't you go fishing today!?"

Done.

Han Hui, who had been paying attention to the desk, immediately noticed three sheets of white paper covered in writing. Without any hesitation, she reached out and took a look. Jiang Yiren also walked in and took a sheet from her manager's hand to look at it as well.

After seeing "Tangible Wings", Jiang Yiren knew that her husband had created a new song.

Han Hui also looked at it seriously.

She first read "A Diao," then "The Chess Piece," and then snatched "Tangible Wings" from Jiang Yiren's hands. After finishing reading it, Han Hui asked with a smile, "Is this for Yiren's junior sister, Xu Menghan?"

"My cousin's."

Zhang You replied.

"..."

Han Hui was stunned for a moment, then the smile on her face vanished instantly. She said angrily, "Zhang You, this is no way to do things! Not only did you give Fan Zhenzhen three songs, but they were all of such high quality!"

"Do I need your permission to do what I want?!"

Zhang You asked back.

(End of this chapter)