Zhang Qiyang also didn't know that Li Xuan's mother was a vegetable market vendor in a fishing village. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The original owner only knew that Li Xuan was from the Penghu Islands and was a girl from a fishing village, whose real name was Li Xiuhua.

Fortunately, the original owner only exposed Li Xuan's real name, and did not expose Li Xuan's background.

In fact, the original owner didn't just hate street vendors, he hated everyone.

He even hated his father, thinking that his father was a blood-sucking capitalist.

He also hates himself and hates why he is so "miserable"!

Ever since his mother died, the original owner felt that everything in this world was disgusting.

It wasn't until Zhang Qiyang came that he found out that he was disgusting himself, and even the way he died was so disgusting.

Now that his mentality has changed, Zhang Qiyang certainly won't hate street vendors.

When he was in school, he set up a stall on a flyover to earn pocket money and sold socks on a flyover, and he worked as a street vendor himself.

At this time, he saw that Qin Xueyang pushed him to the moral low ground.

Zhang Qiyang took a sip of Coke and said to her with a smile: "Can you stop slandering me?" What do you mean I hate street vendors? I'm everybody hated it, okay! Including my dad, I hate it. And you glamorous artists, I hate it even more, I think you are all hypocritical bitches. Don't be angry (Li Xuan), I didn't specifically refer to you, I used to be cynical, I was misanthropic, the whole world is disgusting in my eyes, I entered the entertainment industry to disgust all of you. ”

Li Xuan and Chen Ke were speechless, they suddenly found that the boy in front of them was so perverted!

But they seem to be able to understand Zhang Qiyang's mood.

Although I don't know how important Zhang Qiyang's mother is to him, I believe that the death of Zhang's mother must have dealt a devastating blow to this young master.

"But now it's okay, I'm relieved, I don't hate anyone now. This is reflected in my composition, which allows me to open up a new style of music that I have never tried before. ”

Li Xuan asked curiously, "What new style?" ”

Qin Xueyang also asked: "The new style of "New"? Scold with the rhythm and melody of the hanging bomb? ”

Zhang Qiyang glanced at Qin Xueyang with disdain, and said, "I must have owed you a lot of money in my last life." ”

Chen Ke was also very interested in Zhang Qiyang's creation, and asked like a bottom-to-earth question: "Yang Shao, don't be interrupted by this stinky girl." What kind of new style do you think you've developed now? ”

Zhang Qiyang pretended to be profound: "I will try to write some works in the style of popular pop now. ”

Li Xuan knew the pop style, but he hadn't heard of the popular pop style, so he grinded: "This is a hyper-realistic satirical and rebellious style? ”

"Realistic, but not sarcastic. I wanted to write songs like this, not sarcastic or rebellious against reality, but just observing the world we live in as an ordinary person, preferably in a way that makes us suddenly aware of the existence of something that we are accustomed to and which we often ignore. ”

Qin Xueyang said in confusion: "Please speak Chinese." ”

"You may not understand me when I say this, but you will know if I sing you a song in this style."

Zhang Qiyang pointed to the guitar case standing next to the sofa: "Can I use the guitar?" ”

Li Xuan said expectantly: "Yes, you can use it." ”

Zhang Qiyang went over and took out the guitar.

This is a very high-end folk guitar, and with a light tap on the box surface, the resonance feedback of the porcelain foundation instantly shows the value of this guitar.

"Ha, it's a bit of a waste to play such a good guitar and sing a mass pop-style work. To sing this kind of song, you should use a broken guitar on the street, the singer should have wind and sand in his hair, his face should be red by the sun with simplicity and vicissitudes, and his eyes should contain a thorough happiness and a good observation of life. ”

Zhang Qiyang said to the three of them that they were stunned.

Qin Xueyang wiped the fried sauce off his mouth and urged: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and sing." ”

"Since I'm talking about street vendors, I'm going to sing a song about street vendors, which I wrote recently, and I haven't come up with a name yet, but now that I think about it, it's better to call it "Wandering the Streets with Hawkers."

Qin Xueyang complained: "It's really embarrassing. ”

"The melody of this song is very realistic, you have to be mentally prepared."

Zhang Qiyang swept the strings as soon as he said that, leaving no buffer for others at all, and just started singing!

He sang "Wandering on the Street with the Hawker" by the otherworldly folk musician "Bear Homework":

“…… We don't sing about the ideals of life, count the tickets on the dusty roadside, put the dusty tickets in our pockets, and ride the electric tricycle on the road......"

“…… Wake up at three in the morning, hurry to the wholesale market, light a cigarette in the cold mist......"

“…… The scenery of pedestrians and vehicles on the side of the road, in fact, every day, life seems to stand still......"

Qin Xueyang and Chen Ke, the more they listened to it, the more they felt that this song was strange, what was this written? It's too ordinary, isn't it? It can't be compared to "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze"!

Chen Ke has always suspected that Zhang Qiyang has a team behind him to support his creation, but she believes that this song must have been written by Zhang Qiyang himself.

The more Zhang Qiyang sings, the more realistic he becomes:

“…… In the morning, the oil pan was smoking, and the people who bought the fritters talked to me softly, today's tomatoes are so fresh, today's cherries are so sweet......"

“…… The newspapers are always talking about stock wars and insurance, and I really just want to see the answer to yesterday's riddle ......"

“…… The nagging grandmother, she never showed up again, but there was a young girl who opened a new tofu shop opposite......"

“…… You chase your complicated successes and fame, and we sell our simple years and lives ......"

The foothold of the song is quite pointed, but after listening to the whole song, Qin Xueyang and Chen Ke feel so bland and strange.

It's no wonder they have such senses, this song has to be sung by many people to have a sense and momentum, it is best for everyone in the vegetable market to have a big chorus, absolutely shocking!

Zhang Qiyang only has a voice and a guitar, and it is difficult to sing this song with the flavor of popular popism.

But Li Xuan felt very cordial when she heard it.

She grew up in a fishing village and spent half of her childhood in the wet market, where vendors were the ones she worked with the most.

Many scenes in this song sung by Zhang Qiyang are not the scenes of the vegetable market in her fishing village when she was a child, but the simple and real atmosphere makes Li Xuan empathize.

Listening to such a hyper-realistic work, Li Xuan suddenly remembered the carefree life of his childhood, and remembered the uncles and aunts who were shrewd or vulgar but very kind to the hawkers in the vegetable market.

The last sentence of Zhang Qiyang's song sang an enlightening thought to Li Xuan.

She came to the big city to chase complicated success and fame, while the hawkers continued to sell their simple lives and years.

Zhang Qiyang does not have a song to ask which of them has a happier and happier life, as he sings in the first sentence of the opening chapter, he does not sing about the ideal of life.

Li Xuan thought about such a question by herself.

At this moment when Chen Ke and Qin Xueyang were all confused, Li Xuan deeply realized the mystery of Zhang Qiyang's popular pop songs.

Bright eyes looked at Zhang Qiyang, his eyes were full of tenderness and approval, and a strange feeling.

This strange feeling is not a good feeling between men and women, but she is very curious, how can a super wealthy son like Zhang Qiyang, who is from a noble background, does not distinguish between grains and grains, and does not know the cost of firewood, rice, oil and salt, write such a vulgar and realistic work?

This guy is really amazing.

After this song, Li Xuan's impression of Zhang Qiyang has changed dramatically.

So much so that when she slept and lay in bed tossing and turning that night, Li Xuan didn't think about Zhang Qiyang saving her, but about the hawker's song sung by Zhang Qiyang.

This song moved her more than the most emotional love songs, Zhang Qiyang's demonic melody and voice lingered in her mind for a long time, and she was nervous, she fell asleep very late at night, and her mental condition was obviously not as good as before when she woke up the next day.

During the final rehearsal on Saturday afternoon, Li Xuan actually sang a broken note, which had never happened before, which was not a good omen.

Fortunately, this week is a Cantonese special show made by the program team for Xiangjiang singer Zhou Delin, and the audience invited is all Cantonese audiences, and it is very difficult for other singers to grab Zhou Delin's single-week championship, and Li Xuan does not have much hope for this week's championship.

Except for Zhang Qiyang, no other singer seems to have any intentions for this week's championship.

Everyone knows the arrangement of the program group, doing a Cantonese special show, and inviting Cantonese audiences to be judges, there is no SMS voting link, this fool can expect that this week's champion is none other than Zhou Delin.

Only Zhang Qiyang is still working arrogantly.