My wife is on the show, I can't hide it anymore

"Zhipeng, don't act like you have nothing to love, your parents will feel bad when they see it.

Let me tell you a piece of news, your dad asked me just now to help you find new songs.

It can be seen that although he usually doesn't talk about it, he is extremely concerned about your affairs in his heart. "

When Zheng Yan went downstairs, he found Wang Zhipeng who was in a daze by the piano, and revealed a few words 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 stunned when he heard the words, and he was so complicated that he couldn't speak for a while.

These years, Wang Xingye has been busy with work, and he doesn't care much about his words. He didn't expect that he would be so considerate of him behind his back.

"I'll tell you another piece of good news, in fact, I happen to have a song in my hand that I like very much, but it hasn't been released yet.

In the morning, I was considering whether to give it to you. Now that Uncle Wang has entrusted me with it, I will naturally not shirk it anymore. I will write the song to you right now. "

When Wang Zhipeng was moved, Zheng Yan threw another bomb.

"Cousin, is what you said true?"

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

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

After Zheng Yan finished speaking, he sat down in front of the piano and assumed the posture of playing.

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

With the sound of a fast-paced piano sound, Zheng Yan quickly began to sing.

"You cry too tired, you hurt too deeply.

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

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

The rhythm of this song is cheerful and contagious. Before Zheng Yan sang a few words, the bodies of Wang Xingye and others couldn't help but sway with the rhythm.

It is a pity that Zheng Yan is now using piano accompaniment, which cannot fully reflect the charm of this song.

However, with the blessing of Zheng Yan's strong performance ability and perfect singing skills, he still showed the essence of this song.

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

They thought that the song that Zheng Yan produced in such a hurry was of mediocre quality at best.

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

Thinking of Zheng Yan giving such an excellent song to Wang Zhipeng, Wang Xingye and Du Xiuling felt so grateful to Zheng Yan for not mentioning it.

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

Before, he only wanted to spend 50 yuan to buy Zheng Yan's song, but now it seems that he has to give at least 100 million yuan to be worthy of the song Zheng Yan sent.

Not to mention Wang Zhipeng, the look of surprise on his face never faded, his hands and feet were so excited that he didn't know where to put them.

After playing half of the song, Zheng Yan stopped and looked at Wang Zhipeng questioningly.

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

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

After Wang Zhipeng was overjoyed at the beginning, his expression became a little hesitant.

He really likes this song very much, but comparing his own singing skills, he really doesn't have the confidence to sing to the same level as Zheng Yan.

It was also the first time he discovered today that apart from Zheng Yan's superb playing of musical instruments, his singing skills are also so powerful, which is too shocking.

Wang Xingye and Du Xiuling at the back looked at each other, and they both smiled wryly.

They didn't expect to find a new song, but their son was so discouraged by Zheng Yan's strength.

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

This is the song that Uncle Wang asked me to ask for. Don't you want to perform it on the show for Uncle Wang and Aunt Ling? "

Zheng Yan is also a little depressed. Is it a mistake to be strong?
There is no way, in order to restore 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 practice hard next time, and I won't disappoint my parents and my cousin!"

Looking at his parents' encouraging eyes, Wang Zhipeng felt more unwilling to admit defeat, and made a solemn promise.

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

Zheng Yan patted Wang Zhipeng on the shoulder appreciatively, and quickly wrote the score and lyrics of "Sad People Don't Listen to Slow Songs", and took Wang Zhipeng to practice.

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

Whenever Chang Hai No. [-] Middle School leaves school at noon, he will rush to the school and try his best to help the band adapt the songs.

Of course, the Feiyang Band also worked very hard, and started training whenever they had time.

Even on Friday, I asked the school for a day off and tried my best to make the final sprint before the competition.

After putting in so much sweat, the harvest is naturally very great.

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

But whether he can pass the knockout round of "New Power of the Band", Zheng Yan has no idea.

After all, the band's on-the-spot performance and the instructor's preferences are the key to whether they can advance.

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

Wang Xingye transferred 150 million yuan for the song purchase to his account the next day, and he is not short of money now.

And I'm going to the game tomorrow, so it's still very necessary to maintain a good mood and get enough sleep tonight.

Just after the celebration was over and Zheng Yan was about to go to bed when he got home, Wang Zhipeng called again suddenly, his tone full of haste and panic.

"Cousin, Tudou asked for leave for rehearsal today and his parents found out.

His parents won't let Tudou participate in the competition tomorrow, what should he do! "

After hearing Wang Zhipeng's description, Zheng Yan gradually frowned.

From his usual contact with Tudou, he knows that Tudou's family is very ordinary. The family has always wanted Tudou to get into a good university, and since then the carp has jumped the dragon's gate.

As for Tudou's playing in a band, his family members were very opposed to it from the beginning to the end, thinking that it was playing tricks and delaying his studies.

At this point in time when the college entrance examination is about to take place, Tudou was found to have asked for leave to practice songs. Tudou's family will definitely not let it go.

"Give me Tudou's phone number, and I'll try to convince Tudou's family."

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

"Okay, I'll send you a call right now."

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

Unfortunately, Zheng Yan called Tudou's parents for more than ten minutes to persuade Tudou's parents, but Tudou's parents were still unmoved and did not let go.

There was no way, Zheng Yan could only sigh, and hung up the phone helplessly.