After eating Sam's lunch, Wang Cong chatted with Sam and David for a while, and finally left, on the way back, Li Lingwei asked, "Husband, do you really want to write a song to commemorate Porter John?" ”

Wang Cong said with a smile: "Yes, who made him your idol, it's really cheap for him." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Li Lingwei glanced at Wang Cong and said to Wang Cong, "You are not allowed to say that about Potter John." ”

Seeing that Li Lingwei was a little about to burst beans, Wang Cong had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, but since you want to cover other people's commemorative songs, I really can't watch it, you must know that your husband is the world's top music creator, that is the existence of the top of the pyramid, you still want to cover other people's songs, doesn't this make my face dull." ”

Li Lingwei didn't get angry at all when she saw Wang Cong's unashamed appearance, but asked with a smile: "Ao? That's great, I think that the song written by my husband will definitely make those people's jaws drop, and maybe it will be selected as the best commemorative song in the end, don't you say? ”

Wang Cong looked at Li Lingwei with some surprise, and then said: "Don't say it, all your words are in your husband's heart, if you have a wife like this, what more can your husband ask for!" ”

"Bah, do you know who the top masters are participating in this commemorative event, and do you know how long they have been preparing for this musical event? You, it's been less than two weeks, and you haven't prepared anything, husband, you don't have a fever. After Li Lingwei finished speaking, she also touched Wang Cong's forehead.

Wang Cong was not angry, this matter was unbelievable, but Wang Cong was still very confident, but there was no way to explain it to Li Lingwei, so he said with a smile: "How about we make a bet?" ”

Li Lingwei heard Wang Cong say betting, she couldn't help but hesitate, she had made a bet with Wang Cong before, but she had never won, the small aspect was covered with a piece of paper from the cup full of water, and the water would not stay when it was reversed, and the big aspect was the World Cup theme song and so on.

Now seeing Wang Cong with a sinister smile and another bet, Li Lingwei was naturally a little apprehensive in her heart, but thinking that this time his opponents were all world-class music masters, and then there was the problem of preparation time, Li Lingwei felt that Wang Cong had no chance of winning, so she gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, bet, bet, what do you say this time?" ”

Wang Cong looked at the bodyguard who was driving, suddenly approached Li Lingwei's ear, and whispered a few words, before he finished speaking, he saw that Li Lingwei was already full of red face, staring at Wang Cong with big eyes, after some entanglement, Li Lingwei finally nodded, and said: "Okay, the old lady is out of the way, if you win at that time, you can do whatever you want...... But if I win, you'll have to promise me three conditions, and then I'll think I'm telling you. ”

"Deal!"

Wang Cong raised his palm and slapped Li Lingwei.

When he returned to the hotel, Wang Cong asked the assistant who accompanied him to buy some music creation books and pens, he had plenty of time to create, and even gave him an hour to do it, but those later accompaniments and Li Lingwei's singing all took time.

Therefore, Wang Cong also wanted to write the song as soon as possible, let Li Lingwei get familiar with it first, and tomorrow he was going to go to Sam's to record the accompaniment, and it didn't take long for the assistant to bring back the special book and carbon pen for music creation, Wang Cong leaned directly on the sofa and put his feet on the coffee table, which was very leisurely.

Li Lingwei was scrolling on Weibo on the side, and saw Wang Cong so leisurely, holding a book of music creation, as if he was going to write a song, and couldn't help but widen her eyes, until Wang Cong was so hung up and had written a whole article, Li Lingwei asked out loud: "Husband, don't tell me that you are writing songs now?" Or a commemorative song in honor of my idol Porter John? ”

Wang Cong said with some doubts: "Yes, what's wrong?" Is there something wrong? ”

Seeing that Wang Cong was still like that, Li Lingwei asked in disbelief: "So when you made an album for me, the songs were created like this?" ”

Wang Cong nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, leaning on the sofa and putting your feet on the coffee table, the inspiration is like an explosion, rubbing out...... Oh, by the way, sometimes I write on the toilet as well, which song from your album came from? I want to think about ......"

Li Lingwei was speechless for a moment, picked up the pillow behind her and threw it at Wang Cong, before Wang Cong could figure out what was going on, Li Lingwei said, "You...... You actually ran to the toilet to write songs? Anyway, after all, it's that song, and I'll never sing it again. ”

"Wow~O~ I forgot." Wang Cong shrugged.

Li Lingwei saw that Wang Cong was deliberately angry with her, put down the tablet in his hand, and went directly to the sofa and pounced, Li Lingwei knew that Wang Cong was afraid of itching, so she tickled Wang Cong's armpits and two ribs.

Soon Wang Cong couldn't bear it anymore, and began to fight back, Li Lingwei's strength was naturally not as big as Wang Cong's, and it didn't take long for Wang Cong to be placed on her thigh, and her right hand was "raised high", so that Li Lingwei couldn't use any strength at all, and a feeling like an electric current spread from her PP to her whole body.

It wasn't until Li Lingwei was already as face-to-face as red dates and panting that Wang Cong let her go.

After Wang Cong's "high and high", Li Lingwei was obviously a lot more honest, curled up in Wang Cong's arms like a kitten, and looked at the work that Wang Cong had just written.

"Huh? Is the name of the song "Moonlight, Shadow"? Li Lingwei asked.

Wang Cong nodded and said: "Yes, it's called moonlight, shadow (moon shadow), I wrote it from the perspective of that female fan based on the story you told about Porter John, and the lyrics can be regarded as a story about Porter John's shooting, you can see if you can, but you can sing English songs, and speaking English well does not mean that English songs can be sung well." ”

Li Lingwei glanced at Wang Cong and said: "Then you will know, I sing English songs better than Chinese, hum!" ”

Li Lingwei didn't pay attention to Wang Cong, looked at his handwritten songs, and began to hum in a low voice, Wang Cong didn't bother on the side, Li Lingwei's ethereal voice, coupled with this relatively ethereal song, is simply a perfect match, Wang Cong is deeply fascinated by such a voice.

As a professional singer, Li Lingwei quickly sang this song, and the more she sang, the more she sang, the brighter her eyes became, and after singing it again, she put her arms around Wang Cong's neck, kissed Wang Cong and said: "Husband, you are really a musical genius, I like this song so much, it's amazing." ”

Wang Cong kissed it back, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, look at your appearance that you haven't seen the world, it's been with me for so long, why are you still not used to that, Wang Cong's production must be a high-quality product, remember it, you can't doubt your husband's ability in the future?" ”

Li Lingwei nodded happily, looking at each other, he admired her ethereal voice, and angelic face, she admired his peerless musical talent, and the communication between the two spread in this look.