The shop where they ate ice cream was on the edge of the West Third Ring Road, not far from the community where Peng Xiangming rented a house, but when he was anxious and the weather was hot, Peng Xiangming still took a taxi and soon took Wu Bing to his studio.

The girl did not resist at all to follow a big liar, and was taken by him to a community.

Then, Peng Xiangming really took out his business license to show the girl.

The girl obviously feels new about things like business licenses, but she is still surprised that Peng Xiangming is working in music and even writes songs for big stars like Zhou Yujie.

But it doesn't matter, the bed in the second bedroom of the studio has been moved and preserved by the agency according to the requirements of the rent, and now there is a desk and a piano inside.

In order to do a good job of sound insulation and not disturb the people, the house is also covered with a thick carpet.

Seventy or eighty thousand pianos, not a grand piano, but in fact, the sound quality is okay, mainly because the grand piano is too big, even if you really buy it, there is no place to put it.

Peng Xiangming really wants to buy a Stanway, but if it's a little better, it will have to be tens of millions bigger, and even the second-hand one is not much cheaper, and now he is really hard to buy, so he has to deal with an ordinary one casually first-but this time it will be enough to deter the little girl.

When the piano played, the hand speed, the smoothness, sure enough, immediately made the girl star-eyed, it was more effective than all the cows she had played before, "Wow! You can still play the piano!"

"How fresh!

As he spoke, he was on the difficulty, his hand speed was fast, and the piano sound was jumping, which was very good!

Seriously, after two months of recovery, his piano skills have indeed become more and more proficient.

This time, the girl rarely said that Peng Xiangming was bragging, and listened to him very carefully after showing off a large paragraph, with little stars in her eyes, "You are so powerful, you play so fast!"

Peng Xiangming was almost suffocated to death all of a sudden-girl, this is not simply a matter of speed and slowness, my pitch, rhythm, and rhythm are all awesome, okay?

But it doesn't matter......

He sat up straight, looked at the girl, and said, "So, I just wanted to tell you that I'm not a liar!"

The girl burst out laughing, nodding her head as she laughed, "Hmm." You're not a liar...... Oh, just kidding, of course I know you're not a liar!"

"Ah, you still took the initiative to joke with me, there is progress!, but ......" Peng Xiangming stood up, walked over, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and approached, seeing that the girl was both embarrassed and curious, her eyes flickered a little, but he said seriously: "I write songs, you sing, okay?"

The girl's eyes rolled and she nodded, "Okay!"

But before Peng Xiangming could get happy, she suddenly asked, "Do you really know how to write songs?"

............

"Bah!

"That's it?"

"That's right!"

"Original...... That's called writing songs!"

"It's just me! look, take a look!"

It took only twenty or thirty minutes, and in front of Wu Bing, Peng Xiangming wrote "Tianzhu Girl" at a fast speed while playing the piano and finalizing the tone.

However, the girl could not read music.

Peng Xiangming was stunned for a while before asking, "You study opera, don't you have a score?"

The girl shook her head and said: "When I was a child, I learned Kunqu Opera, and "The Peony Pavilion" has a score, but the teacher said that it was a score made by later people, which is considered a restoration, but the teachers do not teach the score, they all play the basic skills first, and then teach according to the play, so when we talk about it, we don't say that you can sing or not, we all say who can play a few plays. ”

"And how many plays will you make?"

The girl thought about it, was a little embarrassed, hesitated for a long time, and said, "It's a ...... Five or six out! But you can get to ...... The teacher must have felt that there was still a lack of kung fu, but I thought I could try to be on stage, and there were only one or two of them. Like many scenes in "The Peony Pavilion", I have learned and sang, and I haven't forgotten it now, but I definitely can't go on stage, and I can't compare with the teachers. By the way, I also like "Golden Mountain War Drums". In recent years, I have changed to Peking Opera, and I think my "Mu Guiying in Charge" is not bad, but ...... I still haven't tried more......"

As she spoke, she mentioned the sad thing again, and the girl lowered her head.

Then jump over it.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know the score, come, I'll teach you sentence by sentence! Come, sit down, you can listen to me sing it first...... Who sent you to me, the round moon and the bright moon......"

After singing, Peng Xiangming looked at her and asked, "How do you feel?"

The girl nodded seriously, "It's very good, and you sing very well, meh, is it really what you just wrote?"

Peng Xiangming was helpless and pretended to glare at her angrily.

Although I don't have any confidence in my heart, and I know that I didn't write it myself, but ...... Please, girl, you just watched me play the piano and write the score, and you saw the words I filled in with a wave!

The girl stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I'm just curious!"

"Come, you take this, I'll sing a sentence, you sing a ......"

"Who sent you to me......"

"Who sent you to me......"

"Very good! Sing very well! Come, it's the round moon and bright moon......"

"It's the round moon and the bright moon......"

............

The girl is indeed very talented in music and music.

The two of them taught and sang one by one, and they made so fast progress that they even forgot the time.

I don't know when, the sound of the key opening the door suddenly came from the door, the door clicked open, and the movement stopped, of course, the singing in the house also stopped, and then Kong Quan looked inside, and then walked in, and looked back at Peng Xiangming and Wu Bing.

"Come on, fat brother, you're here just in time, there are two things in total, I need you to help me!"

Kong Quan walked over, "Jiao'er, you command!"

As he spoke, he kept turning his head to look at Wu Bing: "Tut, my corner is quite awesome, such a beautiful girl, where did you bring this from?

"First ......"

Peng Xiangming shook the paper in his hand, "You go to the Copyright Office and help me register this song for copyright!"

With this sentence, Kong Quan's attention was immediately pulled back, and all of a sudden, as if he had seen a baby, he subconsciously stretched out his hands to hold it, and said in surprise: "Yo! You have written a new work again?"

Peng Xiangming's past four works are all contracts that he has single-handedly negotiated, and they are sold by himself, when he wrote the three songs of "Three Kingdoms", he was still unnamed, and one could be sold for 300,000 yuan, and later he was appreciated by Zhou Yujie, the price of a song has jumped to 500,000 yuan, and he also gave 100,000 yuan for the production fee - this is the fifth song!

His work means money.

It is no exaggeration to say that Peng Xiangming's creative ability is all his confidence now!

Take it, take a look at the title of the song, and whether you understand it or not, let's start with a sentence, "Good song!

Peng Xiangming smiled, "Don't come to this set!" Pointing at Wu Bing, "This is what I just picked up from the street, and she is the first signed singer in my studio......!"

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Wu Bing, "You take the contract back, you have to take a closer look at it, if you don't understand, just ask, and show it to your parents, after all, this is not a joke, after signing the contract, you are my person!"

In fact, since Peng Xiangming said that he was a music creator and opened a music studio, Wu Bing was a little confused, all the way over, looking at his business license, watching him show the piano, and watching him write songs in front of him, he was even more confused, and then he taught singing, including Kong Quan, a big fat man who suddenly opened the door and came in, not to mention.

It's as if things are getting more and more real!

She even felt that her brain was buzzing, so much so that she didn't even hear Peng Xiangming's obvious joke at all, she just looked at him stupidly, and then looked at the big fat man.

However, when she heard the word contract, she suddenly came back to her senses.

Even if she never left the school gate, it didn't delay her from knowing, don't care about anything, as long as it rises to the point where she needs to sign a contract, it must not be a trivial matter.

But at this time, after hesitating, she didn't ask about the contract, but looked at Peng Xiangming and asked seriously: "You...... Do you really want me to sing?"