My daughter is so annoying

Tonight is too long, two itching today

Today's people are thinner than dead leaves, and their flowers are yellow."

After the prelude was sung, Zhang Zhiqiang's expression changed from indifferent and official at the beginning to surprised and excited.

As a tuner, he has met all kinds of singers, but he has never met a few singers who are really good at singing. He originally thought that Fang Cheng was just a related household, and he just wanted to deal with things, but he didn't expect that Fang Cheng Cheng can really sing, and there is no flaw in the singing process.

In other words, there is no need for him to modify the sound in the later stage.

This kind of skill, most singers in the entertainment industry can't do it!

Lyrics, tunes, and singing are all done by one person, which is even rarer.

That is to say, Fang Cheng not only has singing skills, but also a creative talent.

Zhang Zhiqiang sat upright, wearing headphones and immersed himself in Fang Cheng's singing.

As for the others, they stared at Fang Cheng with their eyes wide open and their mouths open.

"I should be leisurely in the rivers and lakes, drinking a pot of dirty wine

Looking at the flowers while drunk is deeply sad

Don't take that pass for a field trip, leave the beautiful woman waiting

In my dream, how many floors higher is this feeling"

After the chorus was sung, Fang Cheng repeated the whole song again. The duration of a song was nearly 4 minutes, and the vocals and accompaniment perfectly matched.

Fang Cheng took off his earphones, walked out of the recording room, took Qingqing from Li Xueer, and smiled at Zhang Zhiqiang: "Just record it once, listen to it twice, and send the song to the operation department if there is no problem, Fatty .”

Guo Hai didn't react for a long time.

"Fat!"

"Ah? What what?"

"After the song is finished, you ask the people in the operation department to contact the people in the music company to see how much it can sell. If the price is right, sell it, so that the company can last for a while."

Guo Hai said in a daze, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Fang Cheng hurriedly came and left with Qingqing in his arms, leaving behind a group of newcomers and tuners who hadn't recovered yet.

Li Xueer suddenly said: "Mr. Zhang, can you play the song that Brother Cheng recorded just now?"

Zhang Zhiqiang pressed the play button.

Fang Cheng's voice resounded in the recording studio again...

Free and easy, out of the dust, close your eyes as if you are standing among flowers.

Shangguan Ziliang said to himself: "It's a pity that Brother Cheng didn't sign a contract to be an artist."

No contracted company, no program, no matter how famous he is, he is still an internet celebrity.

And only when you sign a company and have traffic, can you be called a star.

After Zhang Zhiqiang simply processed the entire audio file, he packaged it and sent it to the operation department. At 15 o'clock that night, Fang Cheng posted a new song notification on Weibo. Launched on major music platforms!

The next day, the entire ancient music circle was a sensation!

……

Chapter 28 Qingqing toddler

[If you don't listen to people's worries, it's useless to listen to the ancient customs. 】

[The world always owes me a girlfriend who can make me miss to the extreme. 】

[When I was young, I talked about loyalty, and I wanted to be the first in everything. Only when I grew up did I realize that the world you are chasing is her smile. 】

【I like you better than peeled fruit. Weekend snacks are delayed. The dead end. The unscrupulous bite in the middle of the iced watermelon. The feeling of lying on the bed and covering the quilt in the air-conditioned room】

【…】

After reading a few comments under Li Renchou on Cloud Music, Fang Cheng knew that the song was stable.

The trend of this song is even more exaggerated than the previous skateboard shoes. The three major music platforms all reached the top of the new song list, and even ranked on the hot song list on Penguin Music.

There are very few songs that can achieve such results in just one night.

On Weibo, Fang Cheng can receive thousands of private messages in an hour, all of which are letters from fans, and under the top Weibo, all netizens also clicked [Request to debut].

This was only the first day, and for the next few days, there were posts about Li Renchou on Zhihu, Tieba, Station B, Toutiao and other major platforms.

Guo Hai called more than once, asking Fang Cheng to find an opportunity to be interviewed by reporters, but Fang Cheng refused every time.

The daughter is now in a critical period of growth, how could Fang Cheng get away with it.

Things went smoothly as expected, the success of this song brought millions of income to Chenghai Entertainment, which made Guo Hai feel at ease a lot.

The company continued to operate, and Fangcheng also blocked all kinds of comments about him from the outside world, and began to take care of Qingqing with all his heart.

Late spring, afternoon.

The warm sun was shining in the yard. Fang Cheng was sitting on the rattan chair, holding a storybook, reading slowly, while Qingqing was sitting on the baby chair, listening intently.

Since her first birthday, Qingqing's vocabulary has increased day by day. Although her pronunciation is still not quite standard, Fang Cheng can understand her meaning every time.

"A new task is acceptable, do you want to check it now?"

Halfway through the story, the voice of the system echoed in my mind.

"Yes."

"Task: teach the baby to walk. Requirement: within one month, the baby can walk ten steps independently. Reward: 50 rb."

Quests with a reward of 50 yuan are rare, so it can be seen that the difficulty of this task is not low.

However, Qingqing's age is indeed the time to learn to walk. Fang Cheng put down the storybook in his hand, went back to the house, took a pair of shoes sent by Yang Yueyue, and put them on for Qingqing.

Fang Cheng picked up Qingqing, carefully put Qingqing's feet on the ground, and said with a smile, "Qingqing, let's learn to walk."

Fortunately, Qingqing didn't resist, on the contrary, she seemed interested.

A pair of small feet kept trying to move forward, but it was a pity that there was no strength on the feet, and they just kept walking on the spot. Fang Cheng held Qingqing's armpits with both hands, and used moderate strength in his hands. Qingqing just started to move a little bit. go forward.

Walking back and forth in the yard three times, Fang Cheng was drenched in sweat.