Godmother, never my own mother.

Xia Yan also wanted to ask Qin Hao what emotional experience he had before, but it was a little inappropriate for his godmother to ask this question.

But now, it is completely possible to detect Qin Hao through his godson's songs, what has happened before,

For example, now.

"Give Me Time for a Song" and "Sunny Day" From these two songs, Xia Yan asked himself if he still heard something, such as his godson, who had a relationship wound before.

If it weren't for the unforgettable feelings, how could he have written such a song?

Xia Yan felt that he needed to be more kind to this godson.

Seeing that when he delivered takeaways, he looked so happy, but in fact, he felt hurt.

Of course, not everyone can write a great song after experiencing emotional wounds.

Qin Hao did it.

This shows that his talent is really extraordinary.

With such a godson, Xia Yan had to be proud.

The people in the bar, the people outside the bar, were moved.

For a while, there were more and more people standing at the door of the bar.

After Qin Hao sang "Sunny Day" with everyone, he sang "Give Me Time for a Song" with the guests

...... At the same time.

Magic City No. 1 Middle School.

Song Yue, a Chinese and music teacher, was sitting in front of the computer, staring intently at the computer screen.

The principal was about to make his rounds.

He knew that the teachers in No. 1 Middle School were working hard, and they were still working in the office at ten o'clock in the evening.

He had to come and see.

But I didn't expect that what Song Yue was watching was not the students' exam papers or anything, but the live broadcast?

The old principal was very open-minded and said with a smile: "Proper relaxation is what it should be." ”

"Old Headmaster, I've found a good song, come and listen to it. Song Yue knew that the old principal was actually a fashionable person, and he got along well with the teachers.

"Really?"

The old principal smiled, he didn't care, don't look at him old, he came out of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, transferred to the Demon Capital No. 1 Middle School, and became the principal, he leaned in and listened to it, and his face was suddenly surprised: "This song ......"

"Old principal, don't you think it sounds good?" Song Yue said happily: "I don't know who this young man is, but after a while, I found this person in Douyin, and when I looked at the circle of friends, several friends reposted the video of him singing." ”

The more the old principal looked at this person in the live broadcast, the more familiar he felt, and suddenly, the old principal remembered something: "This kid, isn't he a student of our previous school?"

What the?

Song Yue was shocked,

This mysterious delivery boy is actually from the magic capital?

Thinking of something, Song Yue immediately said: "At the graduation party in three days, can you invite him to come and sing a song as an alumnus?"

The old principal was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "No problem, I'll send a WeChat message to ask him later." ”

"Headmaster, you actually have his WeChat?" Song Yue was stunned. Although the old principal, regardless of whether the students are rich or poor, they are treated equally.

But the old principal's WeChat is generally not a person.

"You don't know, this Qin Hao is not simple. The old principal had a trace of memory in his eyes, and he sighed: "This stinky boy, his grades have always been the first, during the college entrance examination, he was the first in the country, and he was an out-and-out student bully grass-shaped figure, but unfortunately, he was an orphan, offended someone in the imperial capital, and there was no school to accept him, nor did he give scholarships or anything, and he was poor, so he didn't go to any university." ”

"But he's really good, although he's a delivery guy, but his talent is not for fun, these two songs are his original songs, I don't sound much inferior to some singers today, I think if he can attend the graduation party as an alumnus, and sing a song, I think it would be more appropriate." Song Yue analyzed it and thought of something: "Maybe, you can let him sing with Sister Cai." ”

"Don't think about it. The old headmaster shook his head suddenly.

"Why?" Song Yue frowned slightly: "Is it Sister Cai's company, which is more strictly managed, and doesn't let her sing with people casually?"

"It's not like that. The old principal shook his head and said, "Her agent called me just now, saying that if she came here to sing a song, we would pay 700,000 yuan." ”

"What?" Song Yue looked shocked: "What did she say that she also went out of our Demon Capital No. 1 Middle School, she used to be at the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, and she was still your student, didn't she say it was okay at the beginning? The friendship price is 30,000 yuan, what is it now?"

At first, 30,000 yuan was said to be good, but then she asked me about my situation, and I said that my old friends who are now making music together are no longer there, and I have no connections in the entertainment industry. The old principal sighed: "Clothing or something, count separately." ”

"That's right. Song Yue looked bitter, and suddenly said, "Then did you invite this takeaway brother?"

"Yes. The old principal smiled: "This little monkey is different from others." ”

...... Qin Hao is still singing "Give Me Time for a Song" with the guests in the bar at the moment

Songs, sung by one person, are a taste.

A group of people sing, it's another taste.

In the bar.

You look at me, I look at you.

For a while, "Give Me Time for a Song" suddenly became meaningful.

"You said I shouldn't, I shouldn't

I shouldn't have said I love you at this time

How can I prove that I don't have the strength

Tell me if a pause counts as a waiver

I said you shouldn't, you shouldn't

I shouldn't say I love you at this time

How can I prove that I don't have the strength

I only have memories of one day......"

Passers-by on the street couldn't help but listen to this song, and they couldn't sing it, but they also hummed along with the tune.

Xia Yan was the same, her red lips opened and she sang a song.

Her voice is enough for any man to run out of a pack of tissues.

Now in the live broadcast room.

"No, anchor, your voice is too lethal. ”

"Anchor, I envy your godson. ”

"Anchor, you're too strong. ”

...... Xia Yan sang while looking at the screen of his mobile phone, but saw that one of them sent out a hundred rockets and fifty super fires, and spoke at the same time: "Support the original, this takeaway brother is really amazing, I want to be friends with him." ”

Countless barrages are supporting this netizen's remarks.

The rest of the lyrics are all forgotten.

The popularity of the live broadcast room.

Million!!!

"The charm of my godson is too great. Xia Yan muttered to himself, and his gaze returned to the stage, Qin Hao's body.