Start by swapping bodies with a beautiful star

As a father, especially as the president of the Music Association, of course he knows very well what level his son Zhang Ding's singing is.

To say that I'm tone-deaf is a compliment.

It's almost like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

If I have to find a word to describe it.

That is…

noise!

Yes, that's noise!

Other people sing for money, but he sings for his life.

When he was told that he was releasing a single, Zhang Erhe didn't believe it at first.

Based on his level, Gu Ling'er would have to be crazy to let Wuming write a song for him.

but…

The result was seriously beyond Zhang Erhe's expectations.

When Wang Li opened the Tianyu Music app, the facts were before her.

Zhang Erhe couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"Fuck, it really exists?!!!"

Wang Li rolled her eyes at him and turned around with a look of excitement on her face.

"As expected of my son, this is awesome."

"Hehe, now that dog-eyed guy has nothing to say."

Zhang Erhe standing by looked embarrassed.

Looking at the two words "Zhang Ding" clearly written on the singer's column, he was speechless.

However, this emotion only lasted for a moment, and Zhang Erhe immediately became excited and curious again.

I’m excited because my son has released a single.

As for being ridiculed by his wife, that was not a big deal at all. Compared with his son realizing his dream, he didn't care about being wronged a little.

As a father, which one doesn't want his son to be successful?

Curiosity, then, is about the song itself.

He knew his son's level well, and he really couldn't figure out what kind of song would be suitable for Zhang Ding.

"I'm Alone and I'm Drunk? What a strange song title. Hurry up and listen to it."

Hearing Zhang Erhe's urging, Wang Li immediately began to sneer.

"Oh, are you anxious now? Didn't I just say that Zhang Ding is tone-deaf, and if anyone makes him a singer, you will become his disciple, right?"

"That was just a joke. I was wrong, my dear wife, I was wrong. Is that okay?" Zhang Erhe rubbed his hands, with a flattering look on his face.

Unexpectedly, Wang Li still refused to give in.

"How could the president be wrong? I dare not say that. If there is any mistake, it should be ours."

Zhang Erhe was helpless and had to beg, "Wife, I was really wrong."

"Please be magnanimous and stop arguing with me. It's more important to listen to our son's new song."

Wang Li was finally satisfied.

"Today, for the sake of my son, I'll let you go this time. If you dare to do this again, don't even think about getting into my bed."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Erhe smiled apologetically, thinking to himself, I wish I could do that.

Wang Li turned her head to look at Zhang Ding and asked, "Son, did I click on it and listen?"

"Listen." Zhang Ding nodded. Seeing his strict father being scolded like a drowned rat because of him, he felt quite happy.

Wang Li no longer hesitated and clicked play immediately.

...

I'm drunk alone

Drunk and beautiful women in pairs

Two eyes follow each other alone

I just hope he can come back one day...

...

When Wang Li heard the voice coming from the phone, it was indeed her son's voice, and her joy grew even greater.

At the same time, I was also extremely glad that I had decided to send my son to Tianyu.

I was thinking proudly in my heart that the three hundred million were really worth it!

My son can sing now.

Only Zhang Erhe next to him had a frown on his face.

The song is still playing...

Defeat the emperor and I fight against the heaven

I took the throne to become an immortal

I am full of passion between heaven and earth

Continuation of the Alternative My Emperor

I have cut off the affairs of the world

After a long battle, I feel confused

He became famous and established a

I have no regrets in this battle...

Hearing this, Zhang Erhe finally couldn't help it.

"What song is this?"

"The rap is not like rap. The melody is extremely monotonous, the musical skills are zero, and there is no artistic element at all. Instead, it is more like recitation."

"Is this also called a song?"

"Is this really written by Wuming?"

After listening to the song, Zhang Erhe was stunned.

Wang Li felt unhappy when she heard this.

"What are you talking about? You just promised me something, but now you've forgotten it all, right?"

Zhang Erhe cried out in injustice and quickly explained: "That's not what I meant. The key point is that this thing is really not a song!"

Wang Li said: "I think it sounds good."

"I know you want to save face and don't want to admit that your son is a singer, so that you don't have to be a disciple of Wuming. I understand, and I don't want you to be a disciple. After all, you are so old. You don't have shame, but I still have."

"But you can't deny your son's achievements just because of your own pride, right?"

Zhang Erhe's face was full of helplessness.

"I really don't mean that. As a father, I am only happy that my son has achieved success. I don't have any other thoughts."

"But, this thing... let's just call it a song. This song is really not good. It has no quality at all. It is not worthy of being presented in a formal setting. In layman's terms, it is just shit."

Zhang Ding, who was originally full of expectations, immediately lowered his head in frustration after hearing his father's evaluation.

He whispered, "Boss Gu said this is a new art form called Shouting Mai."

"Shouting? Haha."

Zhang Erhe shook his head and said, "A new art form? That's ridiculous. Your mom must have donated money to the Tianyu Foundation, so they just picked out a piece of shit out of consideration for the relationship and lied to you that it's a new art form."

Zhang Ding's face turned pale instantly when he heard this, and he no longer felt the joy he had felt before.

Seeing her son's appearance, Wang Li felt a pain in her heart, and then she became even more angry.

He slammed the table.

"Mr. Zhang, that's enough. Is there anyone who would attack his son like this?"

"You can't help your son realize his dream, and now someone else can do it, so you start to hinder him, right?"

Seeing the appearance of his wife and children, Zhang Erhe felt very uncomfortable.

But he still said: "As the president of the Music Association, I must make fair and impartial judgments on music. This song is really shit."

"That's just your opinion. Besides, as long as other people like it, what does it matter if it's shit?"

"Look at the number of views. 50 million in 20 minutes. Doesn't that prove it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ding immediately widened his eyes and looked at Wang Li's phone, then became excited again.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Erhe shook his head and said, "That was driven by Wuming's fame and has nothing to do with the song itself."

Wang Li was so angry that she laughed.

"Okay, then let's take a look at the comments from netizens and see what the public is saying."

"Okay, I don't like to be too highbrow, as long as the public likes it, I have nothing to say."

Wang Li snorted coldly, swiped the screen and read the song comments.

...

"What the hell, what song is this? It gives me goosebumps."

"So chuunibyou, I like it so much."

"Don't mention it, it rhymes."

"Too high!"

"Who is this singer? His voice is deep and powerful, and his heroic spirit is soaring. It makes my blood boil."

"It's so exciting. I will listen to this song when I drive from now on."

“Haha, I guess this will be played on loop in nightclubs from now on.”

"A treasure singer, I love you."

...

After flipping through a few pages of comments, Wang Li turned to look at Zhang Erhe.

"Are you convinced now? What else do you have to say?"

"This... How is this possible?!!!"

Zhang Erhe was stunned and his three views were shattered.

Can such a nonsense song, with the tone-deaf Zhang Ding, be accepted by the public?

Why is it that this nameless person can always grasp the psychology of fans and turn decay into magic?

This is too terrible.

Is he still human?!