"It sounds a bit like your cousin's voice!" Guan Xiaohui said with a frown, and even she didn't believe it when she said this. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"My cousin, are you mistaken?" He Xiaoqian heard Guan Xiaohui's words, her eyes immediately widened, and she didn't believe her words.

But if you listen carefully, it really looks like her cousin's voice, but she would rather believe that there are ghosts in this world than believe that this is what her cousin Zhang Xiaowei sang.

"Xiaohui, do you like my cousin?" He Xiaoqian looked at He Xiaoqian and pointed to her nose and said.

"How can there be!" Guan Xiaohui said a little shyly.

"Then why else would the first thing that comes to mind when you hear this voice is my cousin?"

"If it's your cousin's singing, don't you know if you go to the cool cat to see it!" Guan Xiaohui hurriedly interrupted, she could feel that her face was already hot.

"Yes, why didn't I think of it?" He Xiaoqian listened to Guan Xiaohui's words, and turned on the cool cat for the first time.

The two of them didn't search, because Bei Shuang'er had already been topped within the top 20 on the homepage, so it was easy to see.

"I'll go, the number of downloads of the new song that just came out has rushed to within the top 20, this is too terrifying!" Guan Xiaohui asked with some surprise as he saw that the number of downloads was increasing rapidly.

"I'm going to go up one place again!" Guan Xiaohui spoke, and Bei Shuang'er's ranking took another step forward.

"It's... This..."When He Xiaoqian opened Bei Shuang'er's introduction, she saw that it was uploaded by a band called Coyote, but why did the singer below look so spicy?

Lyrics: "Zhang Xiaowei".

Composer: "Zhang Xiaowei".

Singer: "Zhang Xiaowei".

Soundtrack: "Coyote Band".

Originally, this soundtrack was dispensable, but Cheng Peng of the Coyote Band thought a little carefully and filled in the soundtrack column.

"I'll go, when did your cousin become so violent?" Guan Xiaohui's mouth opened wide and couldn't close for a long time.

"This shouldn't be my cousin, it's probably just the same name!" He Xiaoqian patted her bud and said.

In her opinion, it is just a name, and she has the impression that her cousin is a shy person, and it is impossible to make such a good song, and it is impossible to sing such a good song.

"The same name, shouldn't it, this name is the same, the voice can't be the same, right?" Guan Xiaohui always firmly believed that what he heard was Zhang Xiaowei's voice.

At this time, the song sounded again, and the more He Xiaoqian listened to it, the more confused she became, and the more she listened to her, the more confused her eyes became, is this still her cousin before?

She still remembered that her brother seemed to be suffering from depression, and he was stuffed in his room all day long, barely leaving the door.

The next time she heard her cousin's message was half a month ago, that is, when Xiangcheng TV celebrated its 20th anniversary, she still felt strange at that time, her cousin's depression was cured, and he would actually perform a show.

The second time she heard the news of him, her mother told her that her cousin's rain and dew were sold for more than one million copyrights, and she didn't believe it at the time.

She knows that although the rain and dew are all on fire, it is still a little far from more than one million, after all, the sale of copyright also depends on the person, not as much as you want.

This third time actually sang such a beautiful song, but whether this Zhang Xiaowei is his cousin Zhang Xiaowei, or Zhang Xiaowei with the same name, surname and voice, this is of course worth verifying.

Could it be that my cousin who has depression has become smarter in the future, and he has created a smash hit sketch about rain and dew, and now he is preparing to create a popular song?

"Just make a phone call and ask?" Guan Xiaohui said encroachmently!

"That's right! Just make a phone call!" He Xiaoqian thought about it, took out the phone and called.

"Hello, the phone you dialed is turned off, please call again later!" came the cold voice of the operator.

"It's off!" He Xiaoqian hung up the phone, looked at Guan Xiaohui who was standing there and muttered.

Feng Xiaoli is a native of Haizhou City and works as a host on the Haizhou Music Channel.

Her show is broadcast every day at noon, so it is usually listened to by taxi drivers who are out in the field.

She also found some songs that listeners love to listen to, so she prepares the songs to be played early every day, and today is no exception, she is also ready for the songs to be played today.

"Haizhou Music Radio welcomes everyone to listen, thank you for your company, I'm DJ Xiaoli!" Feng Xiaoli gave a brief introduction, and the show officially began.

"Please ask our director to answer the call of the first listener!" After a musical background, Feng Xiaoli gestured to Xiao Yang, the director outside the station!

"Hey'er, hello listeners, do you want to give the song to anyone?" Feng Xiaoli asked politely, she asked this question every day, because the audience couldn't see it, so there was almost no expression on her face, but you could feel that she was laughing when you listened to her voice.

"Hello Sister Xiaoli, I want to order a song of Liu Anhua's love for you, and send my wife forever to celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary!"

Feng Xiaoli listened to the other party's words, and her forehead was full of black lines, You have been married for 30 years? I am not married yet! You call me Sister Xiaoli?

"Okay, thank you for the on-demand, then this love you will never be given to you, I wish you and your wife a happy life!" I thought so, but I still played the song that the other party ordered with a smile.

"I asked the director Xiao Yang to pick up the second listener's call. After the song "Love You Everything" ended, Feng Xiaoli answered the second call.

"Sister Xiaoli, I want to order a song called Bei Shuang'er!" This voice sounded a little immature, hearing this Sister Xiaoli, Feng Xiaoli's face showed a satisfied smile, but when she heard the child's words, her face suddenly turned dark.

"What the hell is Bei Shuang'er?" she looked at Xiao Yang, the director who was standing outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window with a walkie-talkie on her face.

I saw Xiao Yang, who had short broken hair, spread out his hands, signaled that he didn't know, and hurriedly bent down and searched on the computer behind him.

But soon her face showed a satisfied color, and she made an OK gesture to Feng Xiaoli, who was answering the third call inside.

Feng Xiaoli answered the third call with a puzzled look, and when she saw the gesture made by the director, her tense expression suddenly relaxed, if she didn't have the song that someone else ordered, how faceless it was!