Seeing Wang Huan's murderous eyes shooting at him, Dad subconsciously shivered, pretending to be casual and said, "You go on, I'll make you a pot of tea." ”

The old mother snorted, looked at Wang Huan and said, "Son, don't worry, I'll bluff your father, where will you sing so many songs." ”

Wang Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and said, "Mom, what kind of songs do you like? I'll look for it...... Ahem, I want to see if there is a suitable one, anyway, I am idle and bored at night, and I sing it out to be lively and lively. ”

"It's still my son who is considerate of me. ”

My mother praised it, thought about it and said, "I don't know what kind of songs are good." The songs I used to listen to were too old and outdated, and now these songs are all written and listened to by young people, and we older people can't appreciate them. Anyway, what I need is something a little more passionate, a little more lively, but different from the kind of loud roaring songs...... Well, that's what it means anyway, you know?"

Forehead......

Wang Huan wanted to say that I didn't understand, but when he saw his mother's 100% trust in him, his heart began to swell again.

This is the first time my mother has asked for him. And after being praised by the media and Wang Huan's countless impromptu singing performances, he has almost become an omnipotent genius in his mother's heart at this moment.

So.

At all costs.

It has to be arranged!

You must not let your mother down.

"Understood!"

Wang Huan nodded seriously.

The old mother showed an expected expression and said happily: "Great, I knew my son could do it, then you can sing it to me." Well, Lao Wang, you can come and listen too. Huan Zi is going to sing, it's just the two of us, a song worth five million. We both got two hundred and fifty ...... each Ahh ”

Dad stood at the door, not advancing or retreating, and kept looking at it with resentful eyes.

If she continues like this, she may become a resentful woman.

As for Wang Huan.

I began to think seriously about my mother's words.

Be passionate.

The atmosphere was warm.

But it's not the rock genre.

The lyrics should not be too outdated.

And you can't be too young and young.

He began to slowly put his mother's conditions forward, then closed his eyes and sank into the system to find the right song.

Seeing his actions, his mother subconsciously held her breath, with anticipation in her eyes.

One minute...... Two minutes...... Five minutes......

Finally, Wang Huan opened his eyes.

Mom hurriedly asked, "Huanzi, have you come up with a song?"

Wang Huan said with a smile: "I came up with it, because this song has strong characteristics, and the melody is very passionate, so I am going to use a drum kit to accompani, you can listen to it when the time comes, and see if you are satisfied." ”

It's just that when he said this, he was extremely hesitant in his heart.

Because of this song, there are really some ...... emmmm, Wang Huan can't say the special feeling.

Let's not say it's good, it's very melodic.

It sounds good, but it's really different.

"Fortunately, now I just sing it to my mother, and I won't let outsiders know, otherwise it will be known by fans and the media, and I don't know how I will be arranged. Wang Huan muttered in his heart.

Hearing Wang Huan's words, the mother was overjoyed: "I believe in my son." ”

Not far away, my father shook his head and walked into the study.

"Mom, go up to the second floor!"

Now that he had made up his mind, Wang Huan immediately abandoned his distracting thoughts, stood up and walked upstairs.

When the two of them reached the second floor, he saw at a glance that the original empty living room was full of various musical instruments.

Coming to sit down in front of the drum kit, Wang Huan spoke:

"Mom, this song, it's called "The Most Dazzling National Style". ”

Mom nodded, sat aside, and pulled out her phone at the same time. It was the first time her son had sung for her alone. What is this called on the Internet? Yes, arrangement!

So she had to record this emotional moment. Whether the song is good or not, it doesn't matter at this moment.

Wang Huan picked up the drumstick, closed his eyes and brewed his emotions for a while, and then slammed the drumstick.

An incomparably high, high-pitched musical melody came out.

Hearing this music, my mother instantly stood up like a chicken, and her eyes lit up.

Fortunately, the living room on the second floor of Wang Huan's house was specially soundproofed by his parents, so that it did not alarm other villagers, otherwise such a powerful music would probably cause all kinds of onlookers.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Huan began to sing loudly:

"The end of the world is my love

Flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills

What kind of rhythm is the most swaying and the most

What kind of singing is the most cheerful

......”

My mother was stunned, and as for Wang Huan, who was singing, the more she sang, the more she sang, the more she was engaged, her face flushed.

"Poof!"

In the living room on the first floor, because he was not full, his father, who was standing at the top of the stairs while drinking milk, squirted a mouthful of milk, and his eyes almost popped out.

If it weren't for the fact that he had come up in age, and he had recently felt that his son was famous, as Wang Huan's father, he would have to maintain a stable image of Lao Cheng, and it is estimated that he would have shouted out a sentence of "".

What a song is this Nima!

You are a dignified Chinese singer.

You sang "The Sea and the Sky" and "The Ordinary Road...... How did the singers of these classic songs suddenly become this style? If this spreads, those fans are probably going to explode.

But seeing that Wang Huan's mother was very attentive to listening, my father didn't bother the two of them.

The singing was deafening.

"Hot ballads are what we look forward to

Walking and singing along the way is the most comfortable

If we want to sing, we must sing the most heartily

You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky

Let me keep you with all my heart

Stay!Come!"

Ouch, it hurts.

The father, whose head was buzzing, rubbed his eyebrows, wiped the milk off his body and the floor, and then walked into the study and closed the door tightly.

He didn't understand it either.

Is it his wife who brought his son crookedly, or does his son take his mother crookedly...... Half a year ago, this family was quite normal, why is it like this now? Well, fortunately, he hasn't changed.

Living room on the second floor.

Wang Huan finally finished singing this song "The Most Dazzling National Style".

Sweating profusely, he put down his drumstick and looked at his mother: "Mom, how is this song?"

My mother was smiling and excited: "Huanzi, this is great, I like it." It's better than the "I Really Love You" you gave me before, after all, it's a Cantonese song, and it always sounds weird. And how good is this song...... You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, and you are beautiful and easy to sing. It's called "The Most Dazzling National Style"? It's really dazzling and very ethnic. My son is amazing. ”

Get.

If you like it, it's fine.

Wang Huan saw that his mother was satisfied and put his mind at ease.

Then he also felt a little tired, so he took a shower and went to sleep. And Yizheng politely rejected his mother's kind suggestion to let him sleep in a room with Lu Mingjun.

Sleeping at home is comfortable.

Wang Huan felt that he had not slept so comfortably for a long time.

Early the next morning.

If it hadn't been for the sound of singing outside the window that woke him up, he thought he could sleep until noon.

Huh?

Where did the singing come from? Why is it so familiar?

Wang Huan was shocked and opened the bedroom window.

The sound of the song reached his ears.

“...... Hot ballads are what we look forward to

Walking and singing along the way is the most comfortable ......"

What's going on?

Take a closer look.

I saw a group of village aunts standing downstairs, and my mother was standing in the front, and there was a stereo next to my mother, and the stereo was playing the "Most Dazzling National Style" he sang last night.

With the singing, the old mother and the other aunts began to twist left and right.

Square dancing!?

？？？

Wang Huan was stunned, and a strong sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

(End of chapter)