Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Chapter 28 Recording Songs
Shu Wan swallowed a mouthful of tea, then nodded, "Okay."

The corners of Fu Yang's lips were raised, and the walk, which was originally unacceptable, suddenly became exciting, "Okay, the walk is over, don't bother me tonight."

After speaking, Fu Yang strode upstairs.

Shu Wan glanced at his leaving back, jumped up and down for nearly half an hour, and now Fu Yang's back was soaked with sweat.

In the previous life, in order to allow students to develop in an all-round way, Bailu Academy set up martial arts riding and shooting every day. Having a strong physique is the basis for success in everything.

Schools in modern society seem to put all the emphasis on students' studies and basically leave little time for students to exercise.

Not to mention that Fu Yang, an in-depth e-sports enthusiast, spends all day in the game. Shu Wan took him out for a walk to give him a little exercise.

Now that the goal has been preliminarily achieved, Shu Wan put down the water glass, went upstairs and went back to the room to wash up.

In her previous life, Shu Wan's food and clothing were considered top-notch, but compared with modern technology, it was still a world of difference.

While taking a bath, Shu Wan was thinking about how to use various high-tech tools in the bathroom. By the time the bath was over, an hour and a half had passed.

Accustomed to the ancient natural wind, Shu Wan is not very used to the modern air conditioner. Although it is cool, it is a bit stuffy.

While brushing her hair, Shu Wan walked to the balcony. The balcony was facing the garden, and the air at night was very good.

But as soon as he stepped through the balcony door, Fu Yang's excited cry came from beside him.

"Idiot! Go up and give him a knife!"

"Nurse, can you play? Just give me a resurrection in advance, so I won't die?"

"Tmd, why are you so good, the equipment on the other side is a whole level worse than ours, and you can't beat us."

Fu Yang didn't wear headphones, the sound of the game was mixed with the sound of "communication" between him and his teammates, which was heard by Shu Wan.

Shu Wan's appearance is rather cold, not to mention that she has a majestic temperament on her body, she sits there with a dignified and quiet manner.

Therefore, most people's impression of Shu Wan is that Shu Wan likes to be quiet, cold and inaccessible.

But Shu Wan is actually a person who doesn't like noise.

In her previous life, every time she led troops back to the city after a battle, she would order a three-day banquet.

The warm bonfire, the surging atmosphere, and the noisy crowd all give people a sense of peace and tranquility.

Just like at this time, the moonlight is like water, the faint fragrance of flowers lingers around, and the night is like a cage net, almost completely engulfing Shu Wan.

When she first came to this era, Shu Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

Because she escaped from that suffocating environment, away from a group of people who suffocated her.

But after the initial novelty wears off, even a determined person like Shu Wan will start to be at a loss as to what her significance is in this era.

The only connection between her and this era is the body of the original owner.

She is like a gust of wind passing through this era, without attachment or connection, just drifting everywhere.

And the darkness intensifies this mistyness.

Although Fu Yang's movement was noisy, it was like a boundary, pulling out Shu Wan who was standing in the illusion of dream and reality.

In the sound of Fu Yang playing games, Shu Wan slowly dried her hair.

She was leaning on the recliner, and as soon as she leaned down, she felt someone pushing her from the back.

Shu Wan stood up cautiously, turned her head to look, and only then saw that it was the massage function of the recliner.

Shu Wan was a little curious, so she took a video and posted it on the short video platform with the caption, "Interesting."

After posting the video, Shu Wan lay down again, tired all day, looking at the starry sky and enjoying the massage on the reclining chair, Shu Wan only felt quite comfortable.

But as Fu Yang's stepmother, as long as Fu Yang is around, this kind of comfort obviously won't last long.

Because Fu Yang had been playing for a while, he probably got annoyed by his teammates, so he turned off the computer, called his friends, and prepared to go out for dinner and drink.

By this time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

There was only half an hour left before the sleep time that Shu Wan set for him.

In her previous life, Shu Wan had friends all over the world, involving three religions and nine streams.

Shu Wan didn't think there was anything wrong with eating and having fun with friends, but the timing was wrong now.

Seeing that Fu Yang was about to leave the room, he went downstairs and rode his bicycle away.

Shu Wan moved her wrist slightly, picked up a pill from the table next to her, and shot it directly to Fu Yang's window.

When the pill met the window edge, it directly turned into an invisible and colorless powder. Following the airflow of the air conditioner, it met the flowers placed on the table. The surface of the petals immediately began to emit a faint fragrance.

After changing his clothes, Fu Yang came out of the bedroom, sat down at the table and began to change his shoes.

However, just after changing one foot, Fu Yang suddenly felt extremely sleepy.

He yawned several times while holding back his drowsiness, but in the end he still couldn't bear the drowsiness that fell like a mountain.

But I have already made an appointment with my friends, Fu Yang thought, no matter how sleepy he is, he won't be sleepy when he goes to the bar.

He stood up and took two steps, but his body fell on the side of the bed before his consciousness. Fu Yang yawned and fell asleep completely.

Hearing that there was no movement from Fu Yang, Shu Wan lay down again and tried to listen to nursery rhymes with modern headphones.

Surrounding the stereo sound in all directions, the effect is like a live performance by the ear, which is really surprising to Shuwan.

The number of modern songs, the wide range of instruments used, and the variety of songs are also beyond Shu Wan's imagination.

Most of the ancient songs were sung by people, and the music was accompanied by music, which did not have so many tricks in modern times.

In the previous life, the master of Bailu College once praised Shu Wan for her "talent for the world".

He not only refers to Shu Wan's knowledge, but also her ability in riding and shooting and rhythm.

Although she has never been exposed to these modern songs, after listening to them twice, Shu Wan can also sing along.

In the past few days, Shu Wan has been researching various software on her mobile phone, and Shu Wan already knows that there is a special software for recording songs, which can provide various accompaniment and follow-up services.

Shu Wan searched for an ancient song that she thought was pretty good, tried to record it, and the effect was quite good.

Shu Wan's short video platform doesn't have many fans, so she uses this account as a tool to record her life.

It was the first time she learned to use software to record songs, and Shu Wan felt that it was novel, so she uploaded the audio on the Internet.

Shu Wan is an ancient person, so it is natural that she would never have imagined that there is such a saying as "big data recommendation" in modern short video platforms.

Even if it is a newcomer who has no fans, the platform will give her some exposure according to the situation.

It was very late after Shu Wan finished transmitting the audio, she logged out of her account and went back to her room to sleep.

So she didn't know that the first wave of traffic exposure that the platform pushed her was so good that it ushered in round after round of traffic explosions.

By the end of the night, Shu Wan's singing audio had already received [-] likes.

(End of this chapter)