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As soon as Chenyang walked out, he listened to Chenxi's mobile phone playing songs.

One step at a time, two steps

One step at a time, two steps

Step by step like a minion

It's the devil's pace

The TV is on, and my parents look at it again, and the volume of Chenxi's mobile phone is not very high, so it can't affect the TV.

However, before he could say two sentences, his mother shouted, "Xixi, it's closed, what is this, it's hard to hear." ”

Dad also said, "You have to listen to yourself put on headphones." ”

Chenxi glanced at Chenyang and said with a smile, "I deliberately put it on you to listen, how good, now this song is very popular, I heard that all the music lists are in the top three, right, brother." ”

Before Chenyang could speak, his mother said, "This is your taste? ”

After a pause, my mother continued, "If you don't talk about singing well, if you don't talk about acting well, if you don't talk about acting well, you can get these nonsense things, and you like them." ”

Dad picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Otherwise, the children nowadays are not doing their jobs." ”

Chenxi glanced back at Chenyang again, and said strangely, "Brother, did you hear it?" ”

My mother asked, "What do we say about you, what does it have to do with your brother?"

Dad heard something about it, "Hey, don't say it, this voice is really a bit similar to your brother's voice, but Mandarin is not standard." ”

Chenxi smiled and leaned back, "What do you mean by likeness, this is my brother at all, he is alone in the lyrics, composition, and original singing, no, there is no composition, it is a cappella, right, brother?"

After listening to the evaluation of his parents for a long time, Chenyang wanted to tell the old couple to save some face for himself, but when he heard the old sister ask, this braggadocio immediately came up.

Sitting next to him, Chenyang was unconvinced, "Hey, what is no composition, this is called Rap, do you understand Rap, this is no equipment, if there is equipment, the recording studio, and then a little authorization, that popularity, rubbing." ”

Mom stretched out her hand in surprise and joy, "What are you singing?" ”

Chenxi pouted while handing over the phone, "Come on, look at what you blow, this song is fresh today, not necessarily tomorrow." ”

Chenyang snorted, "I said that you little girl looks down on your brother so much? I'm not blowing this song with you, or in two or three years, then I don't know it?"

The kung fu of speaking, my parents have finished watching it.

Dad handed the phone back and said, "This is really my son's singing, okay, son, he can write and sing, good, good, keep up the good work." ”

My mother also said, "Although the lyrics are not good, this singing is okay, but in the future, I will work hard and strive for progress." ”

Although my parents said so, Chenyang also knew that this was the old couple encouraging themselves, especially my mother, who didn't care at all, just to praise for the sake of praise.

If you change someone else, it's time to be humble.

But this thick-skinned guy can break through the sky, and he was finally praised by his parents like this, even if he knew that it was fake, he couldn't help but say, "Did you hear it? ”

Chenxi was speechless, "You just said that it was not good to do your job, but now you know that my brother wrote it, so you will change your words?" ”

My mother was amused and joked with a smile, "Why aren't we firm? Your father and I have always stood firmly on your brother's side." ”

Dad also quipped, "That's it, this is your brother's first time writing a song, and it's already good to be able to write like this, but son, you have to learn from others to write songs in the future, don't write so superficial." ”

My mother asked, "Do you want to sign up for a cram school to practice your voice?"

Seeing that his parents were serious, Chenyang immediately coaxed, "Don't, I'm just playing with fans, I haven't thought about entering any entertainment industry, besides, how old am I to enroll in cram school." ”

Mom said seriously, "Adults have cram schools for adults, can you really let you practice with a group of little hairy children? It's not that you can't enter the entertainment industry, if you want to sing now, you have to practice this voice well, otherwise it's like this song, you don't even have a tune, and the rhythm is not good, even if you write songs in the future, can you only write and not sing?"

Dad also put away the joke and said very seriously, "Son, your mother is right, don't resist, you see that you are writing novels now, and as you become more and more famous in the future, you can still only write novels?"

"Okay, okay, I got it. Chenyang is too lazy to say more, what can he say? Do you want to tell your parents that this song was like this in her previous life?

Leaving the next sentence, Chenyang got up and went back to the study.

It was almost nine o'clock, and it was already dark outside.

Closing the door, the sound on the TV in the living room was cut off.

Chenyang sat in front of the computer in a daze while watching micro-broadcasting, originally, he still wanted to come back after drinking water and continue singing, but now he is completely out of the mood.

Of course, he also knows that what his parents said is very right, he was not a singing material in his previous life, although singing is not so ugly, but to say that he has reached the professional level of a singer is pure bragging.

If you want to enter the entertainment industry, you must practice and learn.

But I don't know why, my parents' words always make him feel uncomfortable.

Bite!

The phone lit up.

Wen Xialai's text message, "Great writer, have you slept?"

Chenyang picked up his phone and replied, "No, what's wrong?"

Bell bell bell.

Less than two minutes after the text message was sent, the phone rang.

Chenyang picked it up, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xia said, "It's okay, just call to congratulate you, you have achieved amazing results in the music world! Keep up the good work, by the way, do you have a good deal with the film and television company?"

Chenyang felt uncomfortable now, and he didn't bother to joke, so he said flatly, "I guess there will be news tomorrow, don't scold me, that song is also singing and playing, I'm really mixed in the music world, I don't have confidence." ”

"Don't, why don't you have confidence, how well this song is written. ”

"Poof!"

Wen Xia said seriously, "I'm serious, your two songs are very well written, you say the first one, Nezha is described very well, I think it can be used as a character single." ”

"What about the second one?"

"The second song is also good, in addition to the lyrics are very magical, in fact, you want to use Rap and dialects This kind of expression is also very desirable, otherwise it won't be liked by so many people, right? ”

Chenyang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Can Nizi's comforting routine be simpler now?

Although he saw through it, Chenyang didn't bother to break it, thought about it and asked seriously, "Then what do you say I sing?"

"Hmm......" Wen Xia said after a moment of silence, "No!"