Fan Qingqing thought about it, and finally decided to take this song to participate in the competition, although the time was shorter, but this song is more in line with her current state of mind, and when it comes to the stage, it is also more effective. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, then I'll go to the radio station and record a tune now?"

In such a hurry?

Zuo Qian doesn't understand what is going on, he is completely Waimen Khan, but when I think of this song, there are many versions of this song, that is, when it was on Earth, there are several versions in various countries, it can be said that there are at least 30 versions, but the best version is two, one is the version of Idina Menzel dubbing and singing the protagonist Aisha, and the other is the official Demi Lovatoe version.

The one who moved to Fan Qingqing left was Idina Menzel's version, but Fan Qingqing's voice was completely different from hers, and I don't know what it feels like to sing it. I'm looking forward to that.

The reason why he chose this version is because he likes this version of the soundtrack the most, and he thinks this version of the soundtrack is the best, and there is no one. The second favorite is the official version of Demi Lovato. Needless to say, the soundtrack is too bad, and this time Fan Qingqing went to record the soundtrack, and he didn't know what it would be like, so Zuo Qian couldn't help but be a little worried. But he didn't know exactly what instrument he used, so he had to remind,

The soundtrack for this song should have a piano and a cello or violin. ”

"En?" Fan Qingqing glanced at Zuoqian strangely, not understanding what this meant. Seeing her confused look, Zuo Qian couldn't explain why, so he had to say,

"Just tell the teacher on the soundtrack, and they'll understand!"

Fan Qingqing nodded, she can be said to be close to blind trust in Zuo Qian, not to mention that this song was written by him, so she naturally believed him.

"I'll say it!" Fan Qingqing raised his hand and looked at the time and replied, "Brother Zuoqian, it's not too early, I want to record the soundtrack of this song as soon as possible." ”

Seeing that Fan Qingqing's face was a little tired and a little unbearable, Zuo Qian pursed his lips and asked, "Why don't you take a break and go again tomorrow?"

Fan Qingqing shook his head with a wry smile and said, "No, time is running out!"

At this time, Zuo Qian came to his senses, singing doesn't seem to be something you can sing if you want to, this must be practiced, right?

"Aren't you going with me?" Fan Qingqing hesitated for a moment before asking. She especially hopes that the first listener to listen to this song will move left, even if it is just to practice singing.

Go along.

Zuoqian is a little imaginative, but he doesn't think about anything else. It's that he's heard the original, and if he's on the spot, he can guide it, right?

But he is really afraid that others will guess his identity, after all, the requirements of the system are not to let others know that he created these songs.

At this time, Zuo Qian suddenly remembered something.

That is, in addition to him and Fan Qingqing, there is a third party who knows, that straightforward and cool girl Marco.

Grip~!How did you forget her. At the beginning, I was forced to dress for myself, and I completely forgot about the task requirements. Marcona witnessed him create "Bwhatuwannab" on the spot, and in front of her.

But why, the system didn't judge the task to fail?

Could it be that there is a bug in the system?

It doesn't make sense!

Zuo Qian scratched his head suspiciously, a little confused.

And Fan Qingqing saw Zuo Qian's expression suddenly frightened, suddenly confused, blinked his big good-looking eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Zuo Qian, what's wrong?"

"Huh?" Zuo Qian came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, let's go!"

"Oh!" Fan Qingqing saw that Zuo Qian didn't tell him, and he couldn't say anything, after all, the two were not in a special relationship, and it was understandable not to tell himself. It's just that Fan Qingqing still feels a little lost.

The two went out, got off the hotel, and drove Fan Qingqing to the door of the TV station, and after witnessing her go upstairs, they drove away!

Along the way, Zuo Qian was still speculating about why the system didn't judge his mission because of Marco.

Is it because Pony is Fan Qingqing's agent?

Or is it because the song hasn't been sung?

No matter what the reason, he can't let the second person know, otherwise, he really has to hit the street! He didn't want to sleep well, and when he had this sweet dream and counted the tickets and hugged the horse, he suddenly became a vegetative person.

That's horrible!

Thinking of this, Zuo Qian hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and dialed Little Marco's number.

Who knows, no one answered this fight at all.

When it was time to fight for the third time, there was a panting voice from Pony,

"Hey~!"

As soon as Zuo Qian heard this almost moaning sound, he couldn't help but think crookedly, Nima! What is this situation, why is this this? Could it be that I am disturbing you?

"Why are you tired like this?" asked Zuo Qian tentatively, curiously waiting for an answer.

"Do sports!"

Moving Left: ......

Do sports?I'll wipe it~!This line is so familiar! In the island country love action movie, when you do love actions while talking on the phone, it seems to be the same answer, right?

"You... What kind of exercise are you doing?" Zuo Qian parked the car on the side of the road, touched his puff heart, and suddenly felt old and excited!

"What kind of exercise, I'm practicing the vest line!" asked the little pony in a voice that was obviously impatient, "What is the matter with you?

"Okay!" Zuo Qian was a little disappointed when he heard that it wasn't a snap, but when he heard that she was so impatient, he was a little skeptical, but he still let go of the doubts in his heart and returned to the topic, after all, this can be related to his life.

"By the way, let me ask you, have you ever told others about me writing songs for Fan Qingqing?"

"Huh?" When the little horse heard this, he was a little confused! He said strangely in his heart, as far as the song you sang, I also told others that I was stupid!

"No!" said little Marco with an impatient expression, "I said, there's nothing else to do, right?

"It's good if you don't have it!" Zuo Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of the big stone in his heart, "Don't tell anyone about this!

"Got it!" sighed weakly!

But Zuo Qian was not at ease, and admonished, "Don't forget! If you tell others, I will ask you to pay for the money for repairing the car!"

When Little Marco heard this, he gritted his teeth in hatred, "I said, I know! Please, is there anything else. ”

"No, no!" Zuo Qian hung up the phone speechlessly, what's the matter with this girl's temper, is she so impatient to talk to me? Could it be that a relative is here?

At this time, Little Marco hung up the phone, wrinkled his little nose at the phone, and secretly hated, "Stingy!"