First, Sun Hua changed his name to Zhou Ye.

Secondly, I apologize to everyone. In fact, I have always tried my best to avoid some so-called character templates when writing this book. Liao Liao is not Na Ying, nor Tian Zhen, nor Fan Linlin, and Sun Hua is of course not Sun Nan. However, people have blind spots in their thinking, especially when typing into a certain state, for example, although I will look back and check after every typing, I can never find some obvious typos, and I have to wait until I re-read it the next day before I can find it.

So, well, this character will be Zhou Ye in the future.

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Zhou Ye should be quite familiar with the bar, so he got up and ran over to say hello, and then stepped onto the stage.

At this time, there were already 70% or 80% of the guests in the bar. When everyone saw Zhou Ye appearing on stage, many regular customers who knew him and heard him sing immediately applauded, and some even whistled and cheered.

Zhou Ye nodded to everyone with a smile, hugged the guitar borrowed by the other person, and stuck the microphone in his smile, saying, "I'm itchy, that... I sing a song by Liao Liao for everyone, "The Sound of the Waves Still"."

Applause began to rush below.

His voice was clear and high-pitched, and the mid-frequency seemed a little weak, and the support was insufficient, but the high-pitched area was really mellow and clear, which was very good.

Liao Liao listened to him cover his song with interest. Halfway through hearing it, he asked Li Qian with a smile, "How is it?"

Li Qian nodded, "The level is good, but he sang love songs... his voice was too bright."

Liao Liao was a little surprised. Zhou Ye's voice was that even she felt very appreciative, so she couldn't help asking: "Isn't it good to light up? A sad song will make you feel heartbroken. A tender song... uh, he handled it quite delicately?"

Li Qian touched his chin and said slowly: "His voice is very good and there is a very delicate part of it. However, his singing is too passionate, so the song of bitterness is better. But what everyone remembers is not the love in his song, but his voice. As for the song of tenderness... Anyway, I am not optimistic about it. If he sings love songs, it is a typical example of how good the voice will affect expression and convey emotions!"

Liao Liao thought about it and carefully savored it. It seemed that there was a possibility, so he couldn't help asking: "What should I do? What do you think is suitable for him?"

Li Qian thought about it and said, "Lyric folk songs, folk songs, praises, in short, you must be generous in choosing songs! Or, just sing some inspirational songs... In short, his voice determines. He can't go too emotional. Well, you turn around and say to him, it's hard to say anything else. When choosing songs, try to avoid too soft songs. He is really not suitable."

Liao Liao nodded slowly.

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Zhou Ye finished singing and walked off the stage with applause. The Red Grasshoppers band then appeared.

Cheers were heard from the audience and applause was heard.

Well. According to Liao Liao, the Red Grasshopper Band has been very popular in the underground music circle in the past six months. Many people who like to listen to nightclubs like them very much.

At this time, Zhou Ye walked back and smiled and said, "I'm showing off my ugly side, Teacher Li, please give me more opinions."

Li Qian and Liao Liao were applauding and welcoming him back. He smiled and said, "I can't argue about your opinion. Whether your voice is good or your singing skills, it's impeccable. However, your voice gave me some inspiration, um..." He pointed to his mind and said, "I have some ideas, and I can see if I can write it when I go back."

Zhou Ye's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Who doesn’t know that Li Qian is a fine product every time he makes a move!

At this time, Li Qian said that he had inspiration to sing, which was such a good opportunity. In fact, Zhou Ye took the initiative to ask for a song to sing for Li Qian, just to invite a song? But at this time, Li Qian seemed to have expressed his appreciation for him, which was a good opportunity for him to speak, but he opened his mouth and didn't dare to say some words.

It is true that Li Qian’s works are all high-quality, but his works are also very expensive!

Someone who is interested in helping Li Qian calculate a calculation. Since he entered the industry, it was the first time he sold songs to Liao Liao. He was released at 50,000 per song. Since then, each song has been worth hundreds of thousands, and he helped Wuxingwusu create an album and produced eight songs. According to the analysis of the insider, his income was no less than ten million. He helped Liao Liao make the second album and produced ten songs. Considering that Liao Liao was already very popular before this, he probably couldn't get such a high share, but he was less than a few million.

Therefore, if you calculate it carefully, it should be considered a 50,000-yuan song in the industry at a medium-high price, but for him, it is just the lowest price before he becomes successful.

Zhou Ye is just a new singer who has just signed a contract. The company can give him the production fee for making an album, which is only 400,000 or 500,000 yuan. Even if he takes it out, he is afraid that others will think it is too little, let alone that he can't buy a song all of them?

But at this time, it seemed as if he had seen through what Zhou Ye was thinking at first sight. Li Qian smiled and said, "If you can write something back, I will show it to you first. If you don't want me to give it to others. As for the price, don't worry. Go back and ask your company or agent to talk to my studio. I won't have only money in my eyes."

Zhou Ye's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he seemed to want to say something excitedly, but at this time, Liao Liao had already started to cheer, "Ye, yo, it's amazing, Zhou Ye, I have known him for more than a year. This is the first time he took the initiative to express his willingness to write songs for others, and it seems that he can still bargain. You are awesome!"

Liao Liao's intelligence is here. She knew very well that Li Qian had put his figure so low that he must have liked Zhou Ye, so she took the initiative to say that she was willing to write songs for him. However, Zhou Ye had just signed Times Records, and it was a hot time. Therefore, it was okay to show kindness, and it was okay to give some favors, but he could not do something embarrassing.

And when she coaxed her together, the two of them sang together in an extremely tacit understanding, which made Zhou Ye's excitement slightly fade and his expression became much more natural. Then she just sincerely said thank you and then skipped the song writing. Everyone just started chatting while listening to the song.

Zhou Ye himself may not think it, but Liao Liao was clearly on the sidelines. He saw it very clearly. He did respect Li Qian very much, and that kind of respect was definitely not because this person could write songs for him, help him become famous, and help him make money. He really respected Li Qian's creative talent and his works. Therefore, he took the initiative to raise many musical questions. His attitude seemed very sincere and even a little pious.

Even if he put aside the classic works of another time and space in his mind, Li Qian sang and wrote songs for twenty years, and naturally had his own unique understanding of music and singing. The two of them talked about these issues. After a while, they really talked about a lot of common languages.

After chatting, Li Qian simply took out his cell phone and told Zhou Ye the number of Cao Zhan, and said, "I'll say hello to Brother Cao first, and then you call him personally and ask him to write a song for you. Brother Cao's way of writing songs is more literary and artistic, and I think it's more suitable for you."

Although Cao Zhan is not as famous as Li Qian in the industry for more than a year, he is also a famous author who has been famous for many years. With Li Qian's words as the basis, Zhou Ye knew that he was almost sure that he could get another song from Cao Zhan, and he was really excited now.

He is a newcomer, but he has just signed the contract and is still preparing his first album. He can actually pick up songs from two famous industry celebrities at the same time. This is of course a good thing about pie falling from the sky.

After carefully recording Cao Zhan's phone number, he said excitedly: "I really don't know how to thank you, that. Teacher Li, I..."

"Hi!" Li Qian waved his hand and smiled, "Don't Teacher Li's fault, Teacher Li, you must be older than me, just call me Li Qian! I don't know many people in the circle, and I can chat even less. We can talk too much, so we will contact you often in the future! I have opened a studio, you should know that when you have time, go and sit down. Oh... By the way, I'm still in school, and I'm not here from Monday to Friday, so you'll have to look for me until Saturday and weekend."

Li Qian said this and it was obvious that he wanted to make friends with Zhou Ye. For Zhou Ye, even if he got two songs at the same time, he would not be able to make him happier. At this moment, he felt that his luck was so good today. He was just practicing songs that he had a headache and came out to have some fun, but he didn't expect that he would have luck all the time and quickly agreed.

From beginning to end, Li Qian and Zhou Ye were chatting, and Liao Liao sat quietly on the side and listened. He watched Li Qian chat with Zhou Ye very skillfully and became more and more enthusiastic. He acted like a young boy at all. On the contrary, Zhou Ye, who was obviously several years older than Li Qian, looked more like a big boy.

So before she knew it, her eyes looked at Li Qian a little confused.

When a burst of music stopped and the applause in the bar shook the sky, Liao Liao suddenly came back to his senses. While applauding, he glanced at Li Qian again, then withdrew his gaze and whistled with interest.

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When the performance of the Red Grasshoppers ended, Li Qian and Zhou Ye chatted with Ou Dabin of their band for a long time. When Li Qian and Liao Liao got up and left the bar, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.

Li Qian drove Liao Liao home first. Along the way, Liao Liao curled up in the passenger seat, staring blankly at the colorful street lights and traffic outside the car window, with a silence different from the usual ones.

In fact, although she sometimes seems to be very active, she is familiar with her like Li Qian. She has long seen her fatigue for more than ten days as soon as she goes out. The time for the stage is not long, but the hardships on the boat are really a big deal.

The car entered the community where Liao Liao lived. Li Qian drove to her room and said, "I won't go in. You can go back and have a good rest, take a hot shower, go to bed early, and rest after a night."

Liao Liao turned his head and looked at him, but he didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, Li Qian felt something was wrong when she saw him, so she suddenly said, "I suddenly want to hear you sing again."

After thinking about it, she said, "Go in and sit down and sing a song for me, okay?"

Li Qian hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

So the two got out of the car together, but Liao Liao didn't even have the time to call the door. He took out the key and opened the door and turned on the living room lights.

Li Qian went in and changed his slippers while subconsciously asking: "Is Huang Wenjuan at home?"

Liao Liao showed a moment of panic on his face, "Uh... I don't know, maybe he's already asleep?"

Li Qian didn't take it seriously. He changed his slippers and went in.

Li Qian sat down on the sofa, and Liao Liao asked him: "Do you want a guitar or a piano?"

After thinking about it, Li Qian said, "If Huang Wenjuan had already fallen asleep, would she wake her up?"

Liao Liao took off the guitar from the wall, walked over, handed it to him, and replied casually: "It's okay, I often play the piano by myself in the middle of the night, so she must have been used to it!"

Then he opened the wine cabinet and actually brought two cups of red wine.

Li Qian looked at her in surprise, but she was unmoved.

When the red wine was opened, she poured half a glass of wine for each of the two cups. Then she kicked off her slippers, put her nest in the sofa, held the wine glass in her hand, and said, "Sing. Let's sing what I haven't heard before, forget what I have heard before!"

Li Qian smiled, thought for a while, held the guitar and started playing the piano.

More than a year after coming to this time and space, as he grew older, his voice became more and more stable. After more than a year of careful polishing, he searched and used his voice. Although he had not been able to fully satisfy himself, he had to say that he really made great progress. The moving mid-frequency in his voice was gradually being polished out bit by bit, becoming more and more beautiful and more pleasant. Compared to when he first saw Liao Liao, he sang "Persistence" and "Wild Flowers" for her, it was simply incomparable.

At this time, after a crisp guitar prelude, he slowly started singing

"Time will never come back. The past can only be recalled.

I remember my childhood. The young horse and the green plum blossoms were with me day and night.

The spring breeze blew the stamens red again, you have already added a new year,

You have to change your mind, like time is stumbling back,

I can only snuggle with each other in my dreams…”

His voice was warm and a bit vicissitudes, but more of it was the mellow warm innate conditions, and the acquired polishing made him gradually become a singer who could tell stories with his voice.

Moreover, I don’t know if it’s because of his mental age. Now, he is gradually moving away from the roaring style of his previous life without realizing it, and instead makes his singing softer and more delicate.

As soon as he opened his voice, Liao Liaochu was startled as soon as he heard it. His body subconsciously sat up. The red wine in the cup was almost spilled out, and he just looked at Li Qian in surprise. But soon, accompanied by Li Qian's singing, she gradually calmed down, as if she no longer cared about Li Qian's rapid progress, but was just enjoying his singing intently.

And, he himself.

Li Qian sang very deeply. While singing softly, there was a faint sadness, warm and gentle, which could penetrate into people's hearts without realizing it. At this time, he did not notice that Liao Liao's wine was drinking faster and faster.

Her eyes stared at Li Qian without blinking, and drank the red wine in her hand one by one. After a while, she had not finished singing a song. Half a glass of red wine had already been seen. She even got up and poured another glass for herself.

Soon, in just two or three minutes, Li Qian finished singing, held the guitar and looked at her, and said with a smile: "Don't just drink, can you give me some applause?"

Liao Liao looked at him with a smile on his face and his eyes were as clear as water.

He sat up, pushed Li Qian's cup forward, and said, "Drink."

Li Qian looked at the wine glass, looked at her, lowered her head for a moment, and when he raised his head, he smiled and said, "What's wrong with you today? I'll say it!"

Liao Liao also looked at him, then looked at the wine glass, and said, "You drink first."

Li Qian smiled and said, "I don't need to drink to make the cowards brave. How big is it? Just tell me, I can withstand it!"

Liao Liao looked at him seriously and asked, "Really?"

Li Qian nodded calmly and said, "Really."

Liao Liao withdrew his gaze, thought for a while, raised his hand, raised his neck, poured the remaining half glass of wine into his stomach, and then put the wine glass on the coffee table with a snap, and suddenly stood up.

Li Qian looked at her quietly, thinking that she was going to say something extraordinary, but unexpectedly, she didn't say anything, stood up and walked directly in front of her. Then, before she could react, she spread her legs and sat directly on her legs face to face.

Li Qian was a little surprised.

Today, Liao Liao was wearing a long skirt with some rare appearance. When she sat on Li Qian's legs with her legs spread apart, her skirt naturally separated. Through the not-so-thick pants fabric on her body, Li Qian could even feel the elasticity and heat of her legs.
To be continued...