"Baba do you know how to sing?" Weiwei wants to hear Baba sing. Shen Jiawei grabbed Shen Ning's hair, lowered her head, and a child's milk fragrance overflowed, and the sound of milk made Shen Ning smile, and then nodded.

"But... Baba only sings sad songs, do you want to listen to it?" Shen Ning smiled and teased Xiao Weiwei, in the palm of her hand, Xiao Weiwei's palm was soft and elastic, this way of spreading father's love, Shen Ning did not reject it.

"Why are you sad?" Shen Jiawei frowned, and resumed the title of the two together: "Xiao Ningzi, is it because of numbness?"

"Don't worry, Weiwei promised you that she would help you chase Ma Ma back. Xiao Weiwei made a serious promise, and stretched out her spare little hand to pat her chest decently, looking like she was wrapped around me.

Shen Ning smiled helplessly: "No, I really want Ma Ma to come back, Baba will do it himself, you are still young, there are many things you don't understand." ”

Xiao Weiwei nodded thoughtfully, pouted and looked at the big stage of Longda Plaza, revealing a hint of expectation: "Okay, but Weiwei will help you at the right time, Xiao Ningzi, come on." ”

Shen Ning smiled and nodded, symbolically clenching his fists: "Let's go, Baba will go up and sing to you, and see what you can hear from this singing." ”

Shen Ning said, came to the stage of Longda, spent a hundred yuan, bought the right to use the stage for ten minutes, and then walked up with Shen Jiawei in his arms.

There is no specific instrumentalist on this big stage, everything is operated by the people on stage, but on weekdays, except for some students who love music or musical instruments, few people spend money to sing.

However, the Ronda stage is located in the center of the square, and it is very popular, and once someone goes up to sing or perform a musical instrument, the onlookers will quickly gather, even if the singing one will make people laugh and cry.

Shen Ning and Xiao Weiwei walked on the stage, and immediately attracted the attention of many people, in terms of appearance alone, Shen Ning is not bad, not to mention Xiao Weiwei, a princess like an elf.

"Sit quietly here and wait for the poop to come. Arrange Xiao Weiwei in the position next to the piano, and Shen Ning took the pen and paper in his hand.

This kind of paper is a special paper for music scores, Shen Ning groaned slightly, and began to slowly sketch it above, relying on the memory in his mind, soon, the score of a song was outlined by him.

This song is not too famous, but it was also popular on the Internet for a while in the previous life, and the original singer is the same as Shen Ning today, a singing anchor with a very individual voice.

And the reason why this song was chosen to be sung by women and men is only because the lyrics of this song can resonate with Shen Ning from another level of understanding of meaning.

The most important thing is that, according to Shen Ning's speculation, this song, if it is sung by Fan Xiaolan today, the effect may be better.

"It's actually me composing music, this person can't be a student at the conservatory, right? It's also a little too big. Under the stage of Longda, a group of people soon gathered to watch, seeing that Shen Ning was not in a hurry to start, but composed music, and many people's eyes lit up.

Composing music, also known as composing, is a kind of accomplishment that even many students in conservatories do not have, of course, there are no absolutes, and some students will try to compose and write lyrics on their own, but most of them prepare early in the morning and then find a place to start practicing.

Similar to Shen Ning's on-site composing, there are really very few, and there are people who compose and write lyrics on the spot, even if there are people, they just try at random, or suddenly become interested, but the final result is unsatisfactory.

Xiao Weiwei sat next to the piano, her chubby little hands supporting her chin, perhaps because of her mother Fan Xiaolan, these tadpole-like notes were unbelievable in the eyes of children of the same age, but Xiao Weiwei watched it with relish, and even after Shen Ning finished writing the tune, the little guy looked at the tune that had been made, and gently... Humming two rhythms.

Shen Ning, who was about to fill in the lyrics on the side, was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, although Shen Jiawei's voice was immature, but the tune he just hummed was the same as the one he composed, even... Perfectly.

Shen Ning looked at the little guy with an indifferent face on the side in shock, the shock brought to him by the logical impact of Shen Jiawei's playing with the Rubik's Cube just now has not been completely eliminated, and now in the face of a new musical score, it is... It can be recognized, and it can be hummed directly, and the rhythm and pitch are not wrong at all.

All this made Shen Ning refresh his cognition of the little guy again, and this lovely daughter of pink carving began to give Shen Ning too many surprises little by little.

"Did you learn to read music from Ma Ma?" Shen Ning smiled in surprise, reached out and pinched Shen Jiawei's pink little face, a three-year-old child knows so much, Shen Ning doesn't know whether to be happy or distressed.

"Sort of, it's just that when Ma Ma was practicing, Wei Wei learned it herself. Xiao Weiwei said seriously, there was no smugness between the words, and there was normality in the seriousness, as if she was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"That's amazing. Shen Ning nodded thoughtfully, Xiao Weiwei's talent gradually showed to make him feel indescribable.

"Fill in the lyrics quickly, and... Sing it to Vivi. Xiao Weiwei urged, the time on stage is limited, and she wants to cherish every moment with Baba.

Shen Ning nodded, groaned slightly, and the lyrics in his mind appeared, and then he began to fill them in.

Although this song has not been popular for a long time, as a small artist in the eighteenth line, I am very familiar with these popular or famous songs of many singers.

In particular, when the lyrics and melody of a song perfectly fit the listener's memory for a certain period of time, the profundity will be much thicker.

The familiar lyrics in his memory were quickly filled in by Shen Ning, and after looking at them, Shen Ning sat up straight, sandwiched the score in front of him, looked at the black and white keyboard in front of him, and the fingers with distinct fingers tapped familiarly, and the crisp sound quality quietly sounded.

"This pitch..."Shen Ning listened carefully, and then, after standing up, he began to slowly adjust the pitch of the piano, which is also due to his character, once Shen Ning starts to do things, he will be in a very serious state, and this state is a habit he developed in his previous life.

"Poop is amazing. Shen Jiawei opened her mouth to praise, and even the onlookers below were a little surprised, most of them came here for entertainment, but looking at Shen Ning's appearance, it seemed that he was still very professional.

"I don't know whose song it's covering, it's so professional, and I won't start it after waiting for a long time, this is a deliberate appetite, right?"

"Take the child on stage, I'm afraid I want to teach the child something, there are not many good fathers like this, but the child is so beautiful, you look at that delicate appearance, I really want to go up and kiss it." ”

"Whatever, anyway, let's just relax, there is a free performance to listen to, it's not bad to be idle and elegant. ”