The first thousand four hundred and eighty-three chapters expose the singing voice of age
Sun Peng didn't have a good appetite after being hungover, so after taking a few sips of the porridge absentmindedly, he put down the bowl and chopsticks.
"I have no appetite, I can't eat anymore."
Sensing Zheng Jia's inquiring eyes, Sun Peng spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Then don't eat. Anyway, lunch is in more than an hour."
With a look of understanding, Zheng Jia didn't say much and turned around to concentrate on painting with Yaoyao.
Today is Saturday. She doesn't have to go to work, and her daughter doesn't have to go to kindergarten. It's officially the best time for parents and children. But just as she lowered her head to draw a few strokes, Zheng Jia suddenly looked up and said: "By the way, I promised my child to accompany her to the neighborhood in the afternoon.
It’s a playground, you just have a good rest at home today.”
"……good."
Seeing Sun Wenyao lying there painting without even looking at himself, Sun Peng felt a little heartbroken.
In fact, he really didn't want to be at home, but wanted to go to the amusement park with his daughter for a day, but Sun Peng also knew that such a crowded place was not suitable for him. It would be a troublesome thing if he was recognized.
, it doesn’t matter if you are in trouble yourself, the key is that if your wife and children are also in trouble, then that’s a big problem.
So if he wanted to go with him, it would either be to a very high-end place where even being recognized would be a little troublesome at most, or he would have no choice but to go abroad.
Although Lao Bai is equally famous abroad, few people can recognize him.
After these thoughts went through his mind for a few times, Sun Peng stood up and sat next to Yaoyao: "Baby, what are you drawing? Can daddy paint with you?"
"Rabbit, I'm drawing a bunny!"
Looking up at Sun Peng, Sun Wenyao's big eyes were full of doubts: "Dad, can you draw?"
"Pfft!"
While Zheng Jia couldn't help but laugh, Sun Peng licked his sleeves and said pretending to be dissatisfied: "Of course dad can draw, and he can draw very well, believe it or not?"
"Don't believe it!"
"Oh, you little girl..."
"You have never painted with your child, how would she know whether you can paint or not?"
"Well……"
Hearing the dissatisfaction in Zheng Jia's words, Sun Peng twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly awkwardly. But then, he picked up a pen from the side and coaxed his daughter: "Baby, dad is a professional
You're a painter! Today, daddy will teach you how to draw a little rabbit..."
I studied animation, can I draw?
Children don't have a lot of fun, but if it's something they're interested in, they can play with it for a long time without getting tired of it.
Sun Wenyao likes to draw. Although Sun Peng can't tell whether she has talent, at least after lunch, the child pestered her and wanted to continue drawing together. She was obviously very interested in this matter. It's a pity that even Sun
Peng was happy to accompany the child, but after Zheng Jia casually asked if she wanted to go to the amusement park, the little girl immediately rebelled and followed her mother out...
Returning to his study room with some sadness, Sun Peng turned on the computer.
When turning on the phone, Sun Peng took a look at Ma Boyuan's Weibo with his mobile phone. There was no movement at all. He was not surprised. After all, unlike Sun Peng, Lao Ma was really low-key and would not use Lao Bai to give him anything.
He writes his own songs as a gimmick for promotion. Similar to him is Ye Xing. On Weibo, he just said that he had a meal with Lao Bai Lao Ma, and that was it in two simple sentences.
However, the content on Lang Chen’s Weibo is much richer.
There are several group photos of everyone together, as well as his own solo photos, and of course a sentence: "I heard eight new songs by Teacher Lao Bai in one night. Today is really my super lucky day! Looking forward to Teacher Ma's new songs
Album, I really can’t wait...
When he saw this, Sun Peng had no interest in looking back or reading the Weibo posts of the two female celebrities. Instead, he sat on the chair and began to stare blankly.
Eight songs?
Did I really sing eight songs last night? Why didn’t Mao have any impression?
Sun Peng knew that he liked to talk after drinking too much, and when he sobered up, he could never remember what he had said, but this time it was singing? And he sang eight songs in one breath?!
The question is, apart from the two songs "Friends", what else did you sing?
After staring at the phone screen with his face flickering for a long time, Sun Peng picked up the phone and dialed Ma Boyuan's number. No one answered for a long time, so Sun Peng quickly dialed Lang Chen's phone: "
Xiaolang, do you have the video you recorded last night?"
"Of course there is, the full version!"
"Quick, send me a copy!"
"Uh... I'm at the airport now. I have to participate in a variety show tomorrow, and I'm about to board the plane!"
"The video is saved on the mobile phone, just send it over directly! Mobile phone network speeds are so fast these days, what are you afraid of... Hurry up!"
"...Okay!"
A few minutes later, Lang Chen sent Sun Peng the video he shot last night.
But instead of one paragraph, there are two!
He opened the first video with some trepidation. Sun Peng didn't fast forward and just admired his "heroic appearance" last night. After a moment, he almost covered his face!
Damn, that’s so embarrassing!
Suddenly, on the screen of my mobile phone, my face was rosy, I was playing and singing on the guitar, and I even closed my eyes, looking like I was forgetful. However, no matter the guitar sound or the singer, ordinary people would not feel it at first glance.
But an expert will know when he hears it: it’s so out of tune that it’s disappointing!
After slapping his forehead, Sun Peng shook his head helplessly.
Although Sun Peng has transferred so many songs and soundtracks over the years, studied and pondered carefully at the same time, Sun Peng's own music level has improved greatly, and with the foundation of the original body of this world, he can barely be considered to have some ability. But and
Compared with those professionals who have been playing music all their lives, Sun Peng's level is really not worth mentioning.
You can see this just by looking at the expression on Ma Boyuan's face.
"Fortunately, I'm not a singer either."
After shaking his head, Sun Peng cheered up and began to listen to the song in the video seriously.
"These years, alone..."
Well, this is Zhou Huajian's "Friends", which impressed Sun Peng very deeply. It was also the song that he originally wanted to give to Ma Boyuan as a song in the album.
"The stars flow, traveling with you..."
This is an antique version of "Friends", one of Principal Tan's classics. It is the second song "Friends" that Sun Peng sang with excitement after he couldn't hold back the previous song "Friends"!
Then what?
The video lasted for another minute. It was filled with the exclamations and applause of Ye Xing, Ma Boyuan and others, as well as the sound of Lang Chen whistling hard. It was quite lively.
Then, there is a black screen.
Sun Peng was not in a hurry and quickly opened the second video. He remembered hearing the previous part clearly, so he probably didn't drink too much at that time, but he had no impression of the following six songs, indicating that
I definitely didn’t start singing right away, but started after drinking for a while.
Sure enough, after clicking on the second video, Sun Peng quickly wanted to cover his face again.
In the video, he stood proudly next to the table, and then raised one foot to step on the chair, playing and singing at the same time! And when he heard the song he sang, Sun Peng closed his eyes: