"Wow Wow Wow~"

Pure k-li.

Everyone applauded Zhang Sheng.

The applause was scary, like a Sophie sanitary napkin, and it lasted for a long time.

The butterfly flies gently and flies to an unknown place.

"That's great!"

"I love this song so much!"

"This song reminds me of my grandmother... Hey, I haven't seen her for a long time, I miss her so much. ”

"I don't think about my grandmother, who died very young. But I remembered my childhood. I miss the days when I played cards carefree!"

"yes, I miss it so much!"

Everyone whispered.

Zhang Sheng was startled when he opened his eyes, he didn't expect that so many people would come around to listen to such an ordinary song.

He really underestimated the effect of his top singing talent. This talent seems to be able to deceive people's hearts and elicit the most sincere feelings in people's hearts. Otherwise, an ordinary children's rhyme would not have caused such a big sensation.

Mao Buyi collected the emotion in his heart and asked Zhang Sheng, "Did you write this song yourself?

"Yes. Zhang Sheng thought about it and nodded.

These two things are too cumbersome to explain.

If you accidentally leak something about the system, it's bad.

Mao's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

Isn't it all packaged in the entertainment industry? And it's such a high-quality song? Isn't it a dream, right?

"Where did you learn music?" asked Mao Buyi impatiently.

"Where did you learn it?"

Zhang Sheng told the truth, "I went to school with TV. ”

"Going to school on TV has this effect? Then you also learned the guitar from TV?" Mao Buyi couldn't believe it, how could anyone teach guitar on TV?

Zhang Sheng shook his head, "No, I learned the guitar for a while in the tutorial class." I can also talk about simple melodies, and I don't play them very well. ”

"Yes, you don't play the guitar well. ”

Mao Buyi nodded, half-convinced, "However, you are really a genius." You can get to this level without studying music. ”

Zhang Sheng sighed, "It's okay, I'm not a genius either." I've worked hard to get to where I am now. When I was a child, my parents didn't approve of me singing, they thought I was singing badly. Later, after going through some things, I slowly sang beautifully. ”

Zhang Sheng's words are all true. This real tone successfully made Mao Buyi have some subtle misunderstandings.

In Mao Buyi's heart, Zhang Sheng's image became taller.

A person from an ordinary family who is eager to sing, without the support of his parents, goes to class by himself, and learns music with singers on TV shows.

The effort can be imagined. There is no correct way to learn, and I try to figure it out little by little through my own efforts. The bitterness in this, who is tired, who knows.

"That's the kind of person who really likes music!"

"People like him are still working hard, how can I not work hard!"

Mao Buyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he looked at Zhang Sheng again, he rekindled his fighting spirit.

"That! I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation. Can I post this piece of music on TikTok?"

It was an uncle who spoke, he was a Douyin Internet celebrity, he came here today to record the video of Cha Fan, and it was also a coincidence that he took his mobile phone to record the whole process of Zhang Sheng's singing.

"Yes. Zhang Sheng nodded.

The most feared thing about making music is copyright issues.

However, Zhang Sheng has asked the fat man to register the copyright of these songs in advance.

I don't think I will encounter such a bad thing as being plagiarized!

Compared to this temporary unknown, there is a thorny problem that needs to be solved urgently.

"Oh my God!"

"Mao is not easy!"

"It's really fake! I'll wipe it, it's really hairy!"

"Sisters, stop them, don't let them go!"

"Ahhh!!!hh

A group of fans surrounded Zhang Sheng and Mao Buyi in an instant, and the encirclement was impenetrable, so that they couldn't hide if they wanted to. The two of them are like turtles caught in a turtle net, not sticking out their heads, nor shrinking their heads.

"That, it's not easy to hair. Can I go first?" Zhang Sheng swallowed as he watched the crazy fans gather more and more in front of him.

is worthy of being a famous singer, and can there be so many fans in the bar?

"You can't leave me behind. Mao Buyi grabbed Zhang Sheng's sleeve, and he was also a little scared. The eyes of the fans are as big as copper bells, as if they are about to eat them.

Mao Buyi thought about it, and then reproached, "And when it comes to it, it's all your fault." If you hadn't suddenly sung that song and attracted everyone's attention, I wouldn't have been discovered. ”

"Damn. It's up to me!"

Zhang Sheng pushed away the hand touched by the fan, "Since you are so unkind, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

After speaking, Zhang Sheng said to the wolf-like female fans, "The person you are looking for is not me, it's him!"

Fans rushed to hear the words.

They also knew that their target was not the ugly Zhang Sheng, and he was not a celebrity, so everyone simply let him go.

Zhang Sheng came out of the crowd and patted his chest, "Fortunately, fortunately." ”

There was a scream from the crowd, and the voice was desolate and tactful, as if it had been defiled.

Zhang Sheng said in his heart, "Amitabha, good, good." Then, without looking back, he left the bar.

The air outside the bar is noticeably better than inside.

Zhang Sheng was in a good mood, doing a good deed every day, saving the frustrated Mao Buyi, which was beautiful.

From the bar to the subway, there is an underground passage where there are small vendors selling homemade handicrafts. Most of these people are elderly people, who have little earning power and usually rely on these to make a living.

After a little further inside, you will reach the exit.

The exit seems to be very lively, and there are a few yellow-haired social brothers, blocked at the exit. They were surrounded by a girl, and behind the girl lay an old man, who was hunched like a soft-footed shrimp.

"You're nosy, aren't you?"

"It's pretty good to fight. ”

"You give me another cow, I'll take a look!"

A green-haired thug with a dagger in his hand was placed around the girl's neck.

Zhang Sheng leaned over and glanced at it, "Is it her?"

"Isn't this the girl I met on TV yesterday who punched the wall and shivered?"

"Why is she here?"

The girl snorted the green-haired gangster, and her eyes revealed disdain, "What kind of ability is it to bully the elderly, there is a kind of slashing me to death." ”

"Huh. ”

"When death is near, it's still hard-mouthed. ”

"I admire you too!"

"Then I'll do what you want!"

As he spoke, the knife in his hand quickly raised.