"And one of your songs that makes the old lady of the square dance crazy. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhang Ting listed all the things Zhang Xiaowei did.

"Xiaowei, did you sing it?" The eldest lady didn't know what to come out to get, and just heard Zhang Ting's words, she asked with some surprise.

"Hehe, don't make fun of me, auntie. Zhang Xiaowei said a little shyly.

"Xiaowei, come and sit down, let my brother see how your head grows, why you are the same species of the Zhang family, why is your head so smart!" Zhang Ting said and was about to pull his head with his hand.

"Brother, stop making trouble!" Zhang Xiaowei knew that his cousin was joking with himself, so he blocked his hand.

Zhang Qian looked at the laughing Zhang Xiaowei, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart, is this still the Xiaowei who was sticking to himself to death back then? Why can't you see any look of admiration in his eyes.

Zhang Yuanliang sat there quietly, looking at everything in his eyes, and he was also happy that such a freak as Zhang Xiaowei could appear in the old Zhang family.

"The meal is ready, Qianqian put the table away!" the eldest lady's voice came out in the kitchen.

"Okay!" Zhang Qian's voice was a little low, her expression was seen by Zhang Yuanliang, and she shook her head helplessly.

"Brother Cheng, Mr. Zhang's head really doesn't know how to do it, and he actually sang it last night without accompaniment, which made the listener cry!"

Tan Jun was holding an A4 piece of paper in his hand, on which the lyrics and music scores were densely written, which Zhang Xiaowei sent to Cheng Peng's mobile phone early this morning, and then Cheng Peng printed out a copy for everyone.

"If you want me to say it, Mr. Zhang is much better than some of the best lyricists in China, you listen to the scene that Mr. Zhang sang last night, it is really sad for the hearers, and the listeners are in tears!" Long Hanlin took out his mobile phone and played the video he recorded last night.

"Yes, the lyrics of this song are simple and easy to understand, but they are elegant, and it is estimated that even a first-class lyricist in China will not be able to make such music!" Cheng Peng sighed.

"Let's start now! Don't let Mr. Zhang's hard work go to waste!" Cheng Peng looked at it, and the time was not early.

In fact, the Coyote Band is still very happy, as Zhang Xiaowei made a few songs for several people, their influence in China is getting bigger and bigger.

Recently, some investors have even started to contact them about holding concerts, which was unimaginable to a few people before.

"I came from chance like a dusty speck of dust

Does anyone see my vulnerability?

Where I come from, where I love

Who calls me in the next moment

Although the heavens and the earth are wide, this road is difficult to walk

I've seen all the ups and downs in this world

How much love I still have, how many tears I still have

I want the heavens to know that I don't admit defeat!"

Cheng Peng sang a cappella according to the melody and the rhythm that Zhang Xiaowei sang at night.

"No, no!" Cheng Peng sang and shook his head helplessly and said.

"Yes, Brother Cheng didn't sing the lyrics at all!" Tan Jun put down the instrument in his hand and said helplessly.

"Although Brother Cheng sings this song very well, if there is no cappella singing by Mr. Zhang, we will think that what Brother Cheng sings is a good way to sing this song, but with Mr. Zhang's cappella in front, and now I am listening to what Brother Cheng sings, and the two are not on the same level at all!" bassist Tian Kai put down the instrument in his hand with some frustration and said discouragedly.

"Hey, if Mr. Zhang is here, maybe he will teach him, and our brothers don't have to be so annoyed!" Cheng Peng put down the A4 paper in his hand and said.

"Brother Cheng, if we still can't practice, let's go to Mr. Zhang to teach us!" Long Hanlin proposed.

"That's all for the time being! Okay, let's get ready!" Cheng Peng said after listening to Long Hanlin's proposal.

"Xiaowei, is this song really sung by you?" asked Zhang Ting, pointing to the picture on the TV.

After eating at the uncle's house, Zhang Ting turned on the TV, and at this time, the TV was playing at the celebration in the company last night, Zhang Xiaowei was holding a guitar and singing the picture of his grateful heart affectionately, and I don't know who passed the video of his singing to the editor of Entertainment News.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaowei has nothing to hide, after all, such a big person is standing there, even if he wants to, he can't rely on it.

"I didn't expect your voice to be so good!" Zhang Qian's eyes were a little moist.

"By the way, I haven't heard this song before, so it won't be your original again, right?" Suddenly, Zhang Ting asked a question that even Zhang Qian was concerned about.

"Sort of!" Zhang Xiaowei smiled.

Zhang Qian listened to Zhang Xiaowei's words, her face was full of disbelief, she never thought that the boy who was close to herself back then would one day become able to create lyrics and compose music!

"Xiaowei, see if you can create a few songs for me based on my voice?" Zhang Ting listened to Zhang Xiaowei's words, and immediately became interested, and moved towards Zhang Xiaowei's side.

Zhang Ting is also a person who loves to sing, and when he is not at home at night, he mainly goes to KTV with his friends to sing.

"Brother, you can sing too, aren't you lying to me?" Zhang Xiaowei listened to his words, obviously a little unconvinced.

"Xiaowei, I believe it!" Zhang Qian proved to Zhang Ting.

"Brother, I think you have been in Lihai City for so many years, do you still know a little bit about the vernacular?" Zhang Xiaowei asked after listening to Zhang Qian's words.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he still chose to believe Zhang Qian's words.

"I understand a little, but I'm not very proficient!" Zhang Ting heard Zhang Xiaowei's words, thinking that he was going to compose some vernacular songs for himself, although he also wanted to sing vernacular songs, after all, if vernacular songs are sung in China, they will invisibly add a lot of points.

"Oh!" Zhang Xiaowei listened to his words, didn't say anything, just pondered for a while.

Zhang Qian sat there quietly listening to the conversation between the two, she actually wanted to be a singer, but she didn't know how to speak, and her hands were slightly nervous and grabbed her legs.

"How about it? Can you make me a few songs? Zhang Ting's eyes showed a look of hope.

"Brother, isn't Shonan Satellite TV holding a talent show recently?

Zhang Xiaowei thought about it, he felt embarrassed to refuse his cousin, but why didn't he think of a way to make him retreat?

Since you like to sing, not everyone who sings every song can become popular, but if you have some singing skills, go to the elective program.

"I know, how can I not know!" Zhang Ting listened to Zhang Xiaowei's words, a little surprised why the other party asked this question.