Suspicion is suspicion, Liu Changan still took Zhang Xiaowei to the company's recording studio, Liu Qingqing felt more curious, so he also walked behind the two. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Lao Peng, are you there?" Zhang Xiaowei had already said on the way here that he wanted to sing a song, but Liu Changan didn't feel strange.

"Mr. Liu, what kind of wind blew you here?" At this time, a loud voice in the vicissitudes of life came into the ears of several people, and a slightly fat middle-aged man came out of it, looking at his thirties.

"Lao Peng! This Mr. Zhang said that he wanted to sing a song, you see what song he wants to sing and tune music for him. Mr. Liu pointed at Zhang Xiaowei and said.

"Mr. Zhang, what song are you going to sing?" Cheng Peng asked with some surprise!

He was surprised that the other party was young and asked the company's third-in-command to receive him personally, and it seemed that the rich boy was going to come over to record two songs for his girlfriend as a birthday gift, so Mr. Liu seemed a little helpless.

"Are you alone?" asked Zhang Xiaowei a little strangely.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. Liu Changan patted his head and said, and then said: "He is a band invited by our company, who used to sing in a bar, and was later found out by our company's marketing and human resources department and recruited into the company." Liu Changan explained.

"What band?" Zhang Xiaowei was a little surprised, now the band is so worthless?

"Coyote band!" Cheng Peng said without waiting for Mr. Liu to introduce himself.

"The Coyotes?"

"Yes, I'm the lead singer of the Coyote Band, and everyone else calls me Werewolf Peng. Cheng Peng said proudly.

"Coyote, did you start it yourself, or did someone else give it to you?" Zhang Xiaowei looked at each other with some curiosity.

"I made it myself. Cheng Peng showed a determined look in his eyes, and he seemed very confident in this name.

"Okay, don't talk about the two of you, since Mr. Zhang wants to record a song, you can record it for him!" Liu Changan saw that the two of them were still talking about you, and he interrupted the conversation between the two and said.

"What song are you going to sing?"

"How many other brothers do you have?" Zhang Xiaowei looked at and found that there were no other people, so he asked a little strangely.

"I'll do it alone, they're practicing new sheet music inside!" Cheng Peng said a little reluctantly, I really thought it was brought by Mr. Liu, and he gave you two points of face as a dyeing workshop, and it was easy to debug a music for you.

"Okay then! I'm going to sing the original song, so there shouldn't be any problem with this score for you brothers to run in!" Zhang Xiaowei took out the sheet music he had prepared from his pocket and handed it to Cheng Peng.

Cheng Peng took over the score in Zhang Xiaowei's hand with some disdain.

Liu Qingqing looked at Zhang Xiaowei with a pair of beautiful eyes without blinking, just now she was still thinking that Zhang Xiaowei could not be original, but she didn't expect him to really take it out.

Liu Changan's mouth can be opened to stuff an egg.

Originally, Cheng Peng didn't want to see it, but because the other party was brought by Mr. Liu, and in order to give the other party a face, he still picked it up and took a look.

He was a man who was familiar with music, and his face changed when he saw the letters on the sheet music.

Although there are not many characters, a simple combination can be transformed into a variety of different rhythms, and his eyes are glowing after he looks at the score Zhang Xiaowei gave him.

"How much did you buy this sheet music?" Cheng Peng asked a little excitedly, and the other party's excited mood could be seen with both hands holding the score.

"No money!" Zhang Xiaowei said with a faint smile.

"This is definitely from the hand of a famous teacher, but it doesn't cost money to ask for this score as the other party!" Cheng Peng thought in his heart when he heard the other party say this.

"The brothers are out!" Cheng Peng snorted loudly, his voice was so loud that it sounded a little deafening.

"Brother Peng, how do you fight?"

"Brother Peng, why is someone making trouble?"

"Brothers, here's a sheet music, take a look. After the other three came out, Cheng Peng was a little excited and handed the score in his hand to a few people to see.

Although Liu Qingqing didn't understand music, when he saw Cheng Peng's excited appearance, he also knew that the score given by Zhang Xiaowei should be very good, and when he looked at Zhang Xiaowei, he found that the other party's old god was standing there, obviously very confident in the score.

Liu Changan looked at Cheng Peng suspiciously, and then looked at Zhang Xiaowei, and an idea popped up in his heart: Could it be that he really knows how to compose music?

"Brother Peng, where did you buy this sheet music?" In their opinion, this kind of music can only be bought by buying.

"I didn't buy it, it was Boss Zhang's!" Cheng Peng pushed away the brother who was blocking him, walked over and pointed at Zhang Xiaowei and said.

"Boss Zhang, this is Tian Kai, the bassist of our band. Cheng Peng pointed to the man with slightly long hair next to him and said!

"Hello!" Although the bassist Tian Kai wondered if Brother Peng was confused, he still shook his hand very kindly.

"This is Long Hanlin, the drummer of our band!" said Cheng Peng as he pulled over a man in his thirties dressed in a denim standing on his left, his jeans were washed white.

"Hello!" the two shook hands amicably.

"This is our band's guitarist named Tan Jun. He pointed to the last man who was a little short and had a slightly dark complexion.

Except for Cheng Peng, who looks older, the other people are about the same age.

"Bang bang! The brothers started work, and Mr. Zhang only gave us half an hour to run in!" Cheng Peng clapped his palms and said.

"All right!" cheered, and then rushed into one of the rooms inside.

"Guanda, do you really know how to compose music?" Liu Qingqing never believed that he could compose music, you said that you are a writer of novels, and I still believe that you can write lyrics.

"No!"

"And where did you get your score?"

"Someone else gave it to me!"

"Okay!" Liu Qingqing was defeated by the other party.

"Come on, this old peng! I don't care about anything when I see a good song. Liu Changan beckoned the two to walk to the desk not far away and sat down!

There is a set of tea sets on this desk, and Liu Changan skillfully pours tea for the two.

In less than half an hour, Cheng Peng walked out of the room with joy on his face.

"What a song!" Cheng Peng said with joy on his face!

He had a feeling that if this song was released, it would be very popular.

If this song is sung, if the song is famous, it will become popular, and they will not also become famous.

"How are you running in?" Zhang Xiaowei saw several people walking out with smiles on their faces, stood up and asked.

"Haha, that's good music. Cheng Peng now admires Zhang Xiaowei in his heart, first of all, whether this song was given to him by someone else or he spent money to buy it, this song is a high-quality product.