Zhang Xiaowei still underestimated the speed of this song, or ignored his influence in the world.

The song that rats love rice has spread for only one night, and it has reached the point where everyone on the streets and alleys is familiar with it.

"This Xiaowei, I really didn't expect him to actually sing this song!" After Guan Xiaohui saw the message Zhang Xiaowei sent to herself, although the message did not say that it was the song, but when she opened Kugou.

The first place in the weekly list song that catches your eye is particularly conspicuous is the song that mice love rice sung by Zhang Xiaowei.

Listening to this song at the moment, her heart is fluttering, this is too explicit, isn't it?

She listened to the mouse love rice and forgot to listen to it, and it felt as if Zhang Xiaowei was whispering in her ear: I love you, love you, just like a mouse loves rice.

"Sister, Mom said let's go shopping on the street with her!" When Guan Xiaohui was fascinated by listening, his younger brother's annoying voice sounded outside the door.

"Oh! Okay, I'll be out soon!" Guan Xiaohui hurriedly turned off the computer and gently touched her face, it was so hot!

"Xiaohui, hurry up!" At this time, Guan Ma's voice came in outside.

"Hey, death is death!" Guan Xiaohui said with a heartfelt heart.

"Xiaohui, why is your face so red?" After she went out, she saw that her mother was already neatly dressed, holding her bag in her hand, and looked at Guan Xiaohui with some confusion.

"I, I, my face is so good!" Guan Xiaohui hurriedly covered her face, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Hey, watch less of the non-nutritious stuff on the Internet in the future. Guan Ma said with a look of what I understood.

"Mom, what are you talking about, what kind of non-nutritious stuff on the Internet. Guan Xiaohui listened to her mother's words and became even more excited.

"Forget it, forget it, hey!" Guan Ma sighed helplessly.

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Guan Xiaoming walked out with his backpack and asked.

"It's nothing, son, it's okay in the future, don't go to your sister's room!" Guan Ma gently hugged Guan Xiaoming's shoulder and said.

"Mom, I haven't been in my sister's room for two years!" Guan Xiaoming said aggrievedly.

"It's good if you don't enter!" Guan Ma said earnestly.

"What does this have to do with something?" Guan Xiaohui thought aggrievedly, but she knew that some things were getting darker and darker, so she simply didn't explain it.

There is a large shopping mall on Huaxin Street, called Huaxin Garment Mall, which has complex brands, and clothing stores in nearby towns will come here to wholesale clothing.

Every day is crowded, and today is no exception, with a lot of voices, music, and some cheap audio equipment.

Naturally, needless to say, the songs they play are also some music that has not purchased copyrights.

"There are so many people!" When a few people got out of the car, Guan Xiaohui couldn't help but complain.

"Follow my left hand and right hand in slow motion...!" At this time, the song sung by Guan Xiaoming came from the mall.

"Xiao Ming, your song!" Guan Xiaohui couldn't help but light up when she heard this song asking for money.

"Haha, it's normal to hear this song all over the street now!" Guan Xiaoming said without shame.

"Go, it's not Zhang Xiaowei who wrote a song for you, who will know who sang this song!" Guan Xiaohui said disdainfully.

"You two will quarrel with each other when you come out to play, and I won't take you out next time!" Guan Ma was in front again, listened to the conversation between the two, and said angrily.

Guan Xiaoming is a celebrity now after all, he came out through a simple disguise, at this time he was wearing a peaked cap and a pair of light-colored sunglasses, if it wasn't someone who knew him, it would be difficult to see him at a glance.

"I love you, I love you, like a mouse loves rice...?" just as the two were arguing, suddenly the sound of the song came from a store.

"Why is the sound of this song so familiar?" Guan Xiaoming was obviously stunned when he heard this song, but he felt that this song was familiar, but he couldn't remember who sang it for a while.

"I'll go, who sang this, the flesh is numb, and the rat loves rice, I love your sister!" When the song was sung, the passers-by stopped and stood at the door of the house where the song was playing.

"Rats love rice, I think they want to eat rice!"

When Guan Xiaohui heard this, her already calm face was like a red apple again.

"Ah! I remember, this voice is from Brother Zhang, yes it was sung by Brother Zhang!" Guan Xiaoming was as happy as if he had discovered a new continent.

After all, the sound quality of the sound is not very good, so if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all, and you can finally hear whose voice it is when you listen to a song.

"What Brother Zhang?" Guan Ma didn't know who Brother Zhang was in his mouth.

"Brother Zhang is...!"

"Mom, it's okay, let's go shopping for clothes!" Guan Xiaohui interrupted her brother's words, pushing her mother and going inside.

"What's the name of this song, I'm going to sing it to a girl I'm chasing, I guess she'll love me to death!"

"Rats don't just love rice, they seem to like wheat as well!"

"Young people now, it's really a world of decline!" Guan Ma said with a smile on her head as she listened to the song that mice love rice.

"Welcome to today's music, I'm your DJ Xiaoli. In Haizhou Radio and Music Station, Feng Xiaoli walked into the live broadcast room at twelve o'clock as before.

"Today I have prepared a few songs for you, one is Zhang Xiaowei's grateful heart, and the moon of the Phoenix legend, as well as Tong Jiya's high mountain, welcome everyone to call the phone of this show to order songs enthusiastically. Preparing songs every day is already something she has to prepare every day as a DJ.

After such a long time of DJ experience, she has also figured out some listeners' habits, and now most of the listeners like to listen to Zhang Xiaowei's lyrics, so she has prepared this song the most.

"Hello Sister Xiaoli, I am a taxi driver, and I want to order a song of Dai Jiaqi's song "Safe Road" for my colleagues who are still picking up passengers on the road at this time. "Apparently this is a taxi driver from the front of the road.

"Okay, thank you for the taxi driver who is working diligently on the road at this time!" Feng Xiaoli was not angry at the other party for breaking her order, anyway, these songs are played directly from Cool Cat and CC Music, so as long as these two places are available, they have the permission to play.