The queen’s wife is on the show, I can’t hide it anymore

"Zhipeng, don't look so loveless, your parents will be distressed when they see it.

To tell you the news, your father just asked me specifically in order to help you find a new song.

It can be seen that although he usually does not say anything, he is extremely attentive to your affairs in his heart. Zheng

Yan went downstairs and found Wang Zhipeng, who was in a daze by the piano, and slightly revealed two things about Wang Xingye asking him for help.

He can't let Wang Xingye be an unsung hero behind the scenes.

"Dad, he.."

Wang Zhipeng's expression was suddenly stunned when he heard this, and he was a little speechless for a while.

Wang Xingye has been busy with work over the years, and he doesn't care much about his words, but he didn't expect to think so much about him behind his back.

"The good news for you is that I actually have a song that I really like but haven't published yet.

In the morning, I was thinking about whether to give it to you, and now that Uncle Wang has asked me, I will naturally not shirk it again, so I will write the song to you. Zheng

Yan took advantage of Wang Zhipeng's emotion to throw a bomb again.

"Cousin, what you said is true?"

Wang Zhipeng was stunned for a full two seconds before he slowed down and asked in disbelief.

"Of course it's true, I don't believe I can sing it to you right now."

After Zheng Yan finished speaking, he sat down in front of the piano and took up a playing pose.

Wang Xingye and Du Xiuling also came to the living room, wanting to hear what kind of song Zheng Yan gave to his son.

With the sound of a rhythmic piano, Zheng Yan quickly sang.

"You're crying too much, you're hurting too much.

You love so silly, you cry like the end is coming..." Zheng

Yan sang Mayday's "Don't Listen to Slow Songs" this time, which is a very classic rock song, which is suitable for Wang Zhipeng's band performance.

The rhythm of this song is cheerful and extremely infectious, and before Zheng Yan could sing a few words, the bodies of Wang Xingye and others couldn't help but swing with the rhythm.

Unfortunately, Zheng Yan now uses piano accompaniment, which does not fully reflect the charm of this song.

But with the blessing of Zheng Yan's strong playing ability and perfect singing skills, he still shows the essence of this song.

Wang Xingye and Du Xiuling were already sure at this time that the song sung by Zheng Yan was definitely a top-notch song, and their eyes couldn't help but have a hint of surprise and surprise.

They originally thought that the song that Zheng Yan took out in such a hurry would be of medium quality at most.

Unexpectedly, the quality of this song far exceeded their imagination, which is really unbelievable.

Thinking that Zheng Yan actually gave such an excellent song to Wang Zhipeng, Wang Xingye and Du Xiuling felt how grateful they were to Zheng Yan in their hearts.

Wang Xingye also silently changed the price of buying songs in his heart.

Previously, he only wanted to spend 500,000 to buy Zheng Yan's song, but now it seems that he must give at least 1 million to be worthy of the song sent by Zheng Yan.

Not to mention Wang Zhipeng, the look of surprise on his face has never subsided, and his hands and feet are so excited that he doesn't know where to put it.

After playing half of the song, Zheng Yan stopped and looked at Wang Zhipeng with an inquiring look.

"Cousin, this song is of very high quality, and you sing it very well.

But listening to your singing, I feel that no matter how hard I try, I can't sing you so well.

After Wang Zhipeng's initial joy, his expression became a little hesitant.

He really likes this song, but compared with his singing skills, he really doesn't have the confidence to sing to the same extent as Zheng Yan.

Today is also the first time he found that in addition to the brilliant playing of musical instruments, Zheng Yan's singing skills are actually so strong, which is also too shocking.

Wang Xingye and Du Xiuling in the back looked at each other, and they both showed a wry smile.

They didn't expect that the new song was found, but their son was hit by Zheng Yan's strength and lost confidence.

"Zhipeng, don't be discouraged, you can practice if you can't sing well!

This is the song that Uncle Wang pulled down to find me for, don't you want to perform it in the show for Uncle Wang and Aunt Ling? Zheng

Yan was also a little depressed, is it also a mistake to be strong?

No way, in order to save Wang Zhipeng's confidence, Zheng Yan can only find a way to set a goal for Wang Zhipeng and increase Wang Zhipeng's motivation.

"Okay, I will definitely practice hard in the next step, and I will not disappoint my parents and cousin!"

Wang Zhipeng looked at his parents' encouraging eyes, and he had more strength in his heart that he did not admit defeat, and solemnly made a promise.

"Well, it's good to have confidence, I'll write the lyrics and music score now, you can familiarize yourself with it first."

Zheng Yan patted Wang Zhipeng's shoulder appreciatively, and quickly wrote the score and lyrics of "Don't Listen to Slow Songs for Sad People", and practiced with Wang Zhipeng.

....

In the following days, in order to let the Feiyang band master the song as soon as possible, Zheng Yan even reduced the time spent playing games by half.

Whenever Changhae San finished school at noon, he would rush to school and try his best to help the band grind songs.

Of course, the Flying Band themselves work very hard and start training as soon as they have time.

Even on Friday, I took a day off from school to make the final sprint before the race.

After so much sweat, the harvest is naturally very large.

After the training on Friday night, the "Sad People Don't Listen to Slow Songs" played by Feiyang Band was already able to score above the passing line in Zheng Yan's heart.

However, whether he can pass the knockout round of "New Forces of the Band", Zheng Yan has no bottom in his heart.

After all, the performance of the band and the preferences of the mentor are the keys to whether or not they can advance.

After finishing the training, Zheng Yan also generously invited Wang Zhipeng and others to relax.

Wang Xingye credited 1.5 million to his account the next day, and he is not short of money now.

And tomorrow is going to the competition, it is still very necessary to maintain a good mood and get enough sleep tonight.

Just when the celebration was over, when Zheng Yan returned home and was about to go to sleep, Wang Zhipeng suddenly called again, his tone full of urgency and panic.

"Cousin, today's Potato leave rehearsal was known by his parents.

Why don't his parents let the potatoes go to the competition tomorrow, what should I do!

After listening to Wang Zhipeng's description, Zheng Yan's brows gradually furrowed.

From his usual contact with potatoes, he knows that the family of potatoes is very general, and the family has always wanted potatoes to get into a good university, and since then the carp has jumped the dragon gate.

And the potato playing band, his family has been very opposed from beginning to end, feeling that this is a plaything to lose their mind and delay learning.

At this point in the time when the college entrance examination is about to be taken, Tudou was found to take leave to practice songs, and Tudou's family will definitely not let it go anymore.

"You give me the phone number of the potato, and I'll try to convince the family of the potato."

Although Zheng Yan felt that there was little hope, but this time the Feiyang Band had put in so much effort, he still wanted to try his best to fight for it again.

"Okay, I'll send you the phone now."

Wang Zhipeng hurriedly hung up the phone and sent the number a few seconds later, fully indicating his current state of anxiety.

But unfortunately, Zheng Yan called and persuaded the potato parents for more than ten minutes, but the potato parents were still unmoved, and there was no relief.

No way, Zheng Yan could only sigh and hung up the phone helplessly.