"Wang Xia, I can help you solve this matter. Wang Xia was very confused when he heard this, he didn't understand the meaning of Wang Zhiyuan's words, he helped me solve it, but why did he help him, they didn't know each other, it was impossible for him to help each other because he and Wu Yue had a better relationship, this can only appear in martial arts novels that are happy and revengeful.

Meng Guoqiang looked at Wang Zhiyuan in surprise, he helped Wang Xia because Wang Xia was his favorite soldier, Wang Zhiyuan helped Wang Xia for something, but with Wang Zhiyuan's background, if he wanted to help Wang Xia, it was much simpler, his family was a famous family, and his energy was terrible.

"Brother Wang, what conditions do you want me to promise you" Wang Xia asked Wang Zhiyuan curiously, what did the other party like about him.

"I want you to write me two songs, to be exact for my grandfather. Wang Zhiyuan said.

Nani, what the hell is this, two songs? Dude, are you sure you're not joking? At this time, Wang Xia was really thundered, and the other party could help him solve his trouble for two songs, which is too unbelievable, what song is so valuable, and Wang Zhiyuan is talking about a song written for that old man, what is the situation.

Don't talk about Wang Xia, even Meng Guoqiang and Meng Xiaojun also look like they are alive, what kind of condition is Wang Zhiyuan, wouldn't it be better to find those famous singers if you want to write songs for the old man, for Mao to find Wang Xia, Wang Xia doesn't have the ability.

Meng Guoqiang and Meng Xiaojun, father and son, didn't know that Wang Xia had the identity of a musician, thinking that Wang Zhiyuan was joking.

"Don't be so surprised, my condition is this, as long as you agree, Lu Nan's matter will be handed over to me, and I will solve it for you. Wang Zhiyuan saw that Wang Xia looked disbelieving, and solemnly confirmed.

Seeing that Wang Zhiyuan was not joking, Wang Xia put away his emotions and pondered, and finally thought that he would not suffer a loss, so he agreed, "Okay, I promise you, it's just whether I can ask a question." ”

Wang Zhiyuan saw that Wang Xia agreed, and a smile appeared on his face, and said with a smile: "I know what you want to ask, do you wonder why I want your two songs, and why I don't look for other famous musicians." ”

Wang Xia nodded, he was puzzled by these two things. "Presumably Uncle Meng and Xiaojun are also very confused, let me tell you this, my grandfather loved music before he joined the army, where was music as developed as it is now, my grandfather likes to sing in addition to singing some folk songs, but he likes everything that has anything to do with singing. It's just that after joining the army, my grandfather didn't have the time or conditions to do what he liked, and with the end of the war, my grandfather's official position was also rising step by step, and at this time he could do what he liked. Wang Zhiyuan explained.

In the eighties and nineties of the last century, China's music was unprecedentedly prosperous, to be precise, the music of Hong Kong Island was unprecedentedly prosperous, Wang Zhiyuan's grandfather moved from Guangzhou, he could speak Cantonese, the old man in that era can be said to have lived a very happy life, the country was liberated, and his favorite music also developed very well. But after the boom, the Chinese music scene began to decline, and there were fewer and fewer classic songs, and now there are all flowing water songs, which makes the old man very sad, as a person who loves music, how can he not be sad when he watches the decline of the music scene in his country.

After listening to Wang Zhiyuan's explanation, Wang Xia was a little emotional, if the old man didn't join the army, he would be a proper music artist, and he would be a musician all the way with Pu Yue. It's just that what does this have to do with his two songs, and his songs can't change the status quo of the music scene.

"A few days ago, my grandfather was unwell and was hospitalized, and in the hospital bed, he said that if he went like this, he would never be able to listen to good songs again, and he would not see the future of the music scene. In fact, as a soldier, I don't understand my grandfather, a soldier should go into battle to kill the enemy, his old man doesn't care about national affairs but cares about music, which makes me very puzzled, but as a grandson, I still hope that my grandfather can be happy. This is not everyone to discuss bringing a few good music to the old man to make him happy, so Xiao Yue mentioned you. Wang Zhiyuan looked at Wang Xia's eyes and said.

Wang Xia suddenly realized when he heard this, and he really liked his songs, but he couldn't say that the other party deliberately looked for him for two songs, there must be Wu Yue's factor.

"Brother Wang, we were going to look for you last night, but you said that you were not at home, so we planned to look for you today, but I didn't expect you to come to Uncle Meng. Wu Yue said to Wang Xia.

"Zhiyuan, it's a bit unreliable for you to ask Wang Xia to write songs, this kid can't do anything other than fighting and shooting, and he doesn't want to be a person who can write songs. Meng Guoqiang reminded Wang Zhiyuan that since he was ready to make the old man happy, he couldn't make up for it.

Wang Xia couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the old leader say this, old leader, don't you know that the old saying says that a good man should not be impressed in three days, and we have been separated for several years, and it is not unusual for me to learn other skills.

"Uncle Meng, you don't know this, Brother Wang not only writes songs, but also writes good songs, now there is information about Brother Wang on the Internet, you will know it as soon as you search for it. Wu Yue said to Meng Guoqiang.

"Oh yes, Wang Xia has become so powerful, but Wang Xia, since you have the ability to write songs, you have to write better, the old leader is good, you have to be attentive. Meng Guoqiang said to Wang Xia.

"This is natural, I don't have any other skills, if you want to write songs, I think it's second, and no one dares to recognize it. Wang Xia said cheekily, he has the existence of a small Chinese song library, and there are n more songs if he does it casually.

"You kid, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your skin is thicker. Meng Guoqiang said to Wang Xia with a smile, Wang Xia smiled and didn't speak.

"By the way, Brother Wang, do you have any requirements for the song you want to give to Old Man Wang, and what style of song does Old Man Wang like. Wang Xia asked Wang Zhiyuan, since the other party promised to solve Lu Nan's trouble for himself, then he had to think carefully about these two songs.

"My grandfather used to be a Cantonese person, and he liked to listen to some old Cantonese songs the most, you can write two songs that are suitable for singing in Cantonese, as for what style is casual, it is best to write the kind of patriotic and positive energy, so that my grandfather will like it more." ”

Wang Xia showed a thoughtful look after hearing it, looking for the Cantonese songs he had come into contact with in his mind, to be patriotic and have positive energy, so there are really a few songs that are suitable.

"Give me a moment, I have some ideas now. Wang Xia said to Wang Zhiyuan, in fact, he can write it now, but this is too demonic, so it is better to write it later.

"No problem, but as soon as possible, my grandfather was in a panic in the hospital, worrying about the whereabouts of the music scene all day long, bringing two beautiful songs to his old man's house. Wang Zhiyuan said that he naturally hoped that Wang Xia would create it as soon as possible.

Wang Zhiyuan left soon after, and he had to go back to the army, but he would take time to come out every day to see his grandfather, and when Wang Xia wrote a song and informed Wu Yue, Wu Yue would inform him.

Wu Yue didn't leave, anyway, he was fine, he just came out of the hospital, and he planned to follow Wang Xia.

At noon, Meng Guoqiang deliberately took out the old wine that he had treasured for several years, Meng Xiaojun couldn't help complaining about his partiality, saying that he usually wanted to drink a few glasses and refused, but now Wang Xia took out the good wine as soon as he came, who is your son.

Meng Guoqiang just glanced at Meng Xiaojun and immediately shut up, as for his father, Meng Xiaojun is respectful and fearful, because Meng Guoqiang's way of teaching his children is to beat, if you dare to be disobedient, make sure your ass blooms crookedly. Although Meng Guoqiang will not beat Meng Xiaojun now, the red ass like a flower engraved in the depths of his memory reminds him to listen to his father from time to time.

Meng Guoqiang was very happy to eat this meal, Wang Xia's arrival really made him very happy, so he drank more wine, a little confused, Meng Xiaojun saw that his father was drunk and couldn't help but shake his head, and immediately helped Meng Guoqiang to take a nap, Meng Guoqiang kept telling him to let him watch Wang Xia and not let Wang Xia leave.

Wang Xia was a little sad when he saw this, the old leader really missed himself, and he didn't forget himself when he was drunk.

"Wang Xia, since you came here, you can have fun for two days, you also saw it, my father asked you to stay for a few more days. Meng Xiaojun came out and said to Wang Xia.

"Well, I have been with the old leader for the past two days, which is a small make up for not coming to see the old leader in the past few years. Wang Xia nodded and said.

After that, Wang Xia called Fang Qian, saying that the matter was over, and she would stay with the old leader for the next few days, and let her take Yiyi back to live for a few days.

Fang Qian's tone was rarely very gentle, which made Wang Xia a little flattered, and he had to reward Fang Qian when he went back.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Yue couldn't wait to say, "Brother Wang, aren't you going to write a song, hurry up and write it." He was very curious about what kind of songs Wang Xia could write for his grandfather.

Wang Xia was a little speechless when he heard this, I write songs is my business, what do you see, what musician likes to be watched when he writes songs, do you treat me as a monkey.

Not only Wu Yue, but even Meng Xiaojun was also curiously waiting for Wang Xia, he had seen Wang Xia fight, shoot, train, and even perform tasks, and he had never seen Wang Xia compose music, so he was very curious.

Wang Xia saw these two living treasures looking at him with blank eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, your uncle, how to watch labor and management create like this, oh don't copy much, you have to copy it slowly by yourself, and you look at labor and management very weakly.

In the end, Wang Xia had no choice but to make a thinking look, endured his weak heart and slowly wrote two songs, and then composed the music slowly and leisurely, which is also for him, if he is replaced by other people who really want to create, he will definitely collapse when he is watched.

"That's good, Brother Wang, you're too fast, when did it become so easy to write songs? Wu Yue said with an exaggerated face when he saw Wang Xiahao, thinking that Brother Wang wouldn't be messing around, otherwise this speed would be terrifying.

"That's it, I don't think it's hard to write a song. Meng Xiaojun raised his eyebrows and said, he thought that creating music was a simple matter when he saw Wang Xia's speed so fast, but he didn't know that not everyone was as blessed with plug-ins as Wang Xia, and if other people were looked at like this by the two of you, at most they would write a comma out.