At 9 p.m., Ren''s house.


    Because she was already in the second day of junior high school, Ren Jiayuan had more and more homework. She started with ten papers a weekend, a variety of problem sets, and she also signed up for a zither interest class.


    Therefore, for firefly''s fan meeting, she can only watch the live broadcast at home, but can''t watch it with South Vietnam.


    While watching the live broadcast, she has been waiting for the camera to sweep off the stage and take a good look at South Vietnam.


    As a result, I don''t know why. The lens is like deliberately avoiding South Vietnam. It has been swept under the stage countless times, but the front row just passes by and never stays much.


    Ren Jiayuan had only one time, and when he paused at a fast speed, he saw the faint outline of South Vietnam, but his face was still unclear.


    It''s nine o''clock, so I''ll give it up for the time being. First, I took my mobile phone, turned on cloud music, and clicked in when I saw the recommendation on the home page.


    When I was preparing to listen to this new song simultaneously, I caught a glimpse of the lyrics spontaneously uploaded by Yunjian music.


    Right, above the lyrics.


    Lyrics: South Vietnam


    Composition: Chaoyang, South Vietnam


    Arranger: Chaoyang, South Vietnam


    "Ah ah?" Ren Jiayuan jumped up, his face full of excitement and unbelievable, "really or not? Wow, the secret service, this is! "


    As soon as he finished, the door was knocked gently. Ren Jiayuan immediately sat back and hurried to close the live broadcast.


    However, Ren Ran had pushed the door in and couldn''t help laughing: "look at you, I want to ask you, should this cloud music have the wrong name?"


    "Huh?" Ren Jiayuan didn''t panic. He took the tablet, stared at it, sang new songs and danced new dances, and took time to see her father, "are you listening to new songs, too? It was written by South Vietnam. There can be no mistake! "


    Ren Ran nodded thoughtfully, "who is this sunrise? Have you heard her mention it?"


    "No," seeing the wonderful place, Ren Jiayuan couldn''t even look up. "Dad, why are you asking?"


    Ren Ran came to her and looked at the five girls singing and dancing on the stage. He said casually, "I just feel that they should be people who have a good relationship with South Vietnam. After all, they can sit together and arrange music, or give it to the former teammates of South Vietnam."


    “？” Ren Jiayuan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he had no time to think about it, because the more he listened to firefly''s new song, the better it sounded. At first glance, it sounded like a salivary song that flowed with the tide. After listening carefully, he found that neither words nor songs could be compared with those salivary songs that were only popular for a time.


    She knew that the South Vietnamese production must not be an ordinary saliva song.


    The longest song is only more than four minutes. Soon, it should be the last part.


    But just then, a very familiar female voice suddenly sang the lyrics, ethereal and pleasant, with a unique singing voice.


    "Ah, it''s South Vietnam!"


    Before Ren Jiayuan could see his face clearly, he became excited again. With her, as well as the audience in the live broadcast, they were stunned, and then there was a sea of screams and help.


    Ren Yan saw her hands tremble, so he simply took the tablet and shook his head helplessly.


    Fortunately, the sound insulation upstairs and downstairs is quite good, otherwise her cry will really tear down the house.


    Then, he looked at the screen carefully. On the stage, Nanyue just showed her face. Under the shelter of bangs and side forehead hair, her face became more and more compact and exquisite, and her eyes were cool and quiet, like a fairy in the clouds.


    "Is this skirt YY''s?" His focus is always unusual, "that''s good."


    Ren Jiayuan recovered from his excitement and stared at Nanyue holding a folding fan and dancing a beautiful classical dance with the song. When he heard the speech, he subconsciously said, "Dad, you shouldn''t tell me this. Go out and turn left to make a phone call."


    Ren Huo smiled and returned the tablet to her: "please invite her to dinner at home on your birthday."


    She, Ren Jiayuan, knows that she doesn''t mean Nanyue who must shoot in the crew.