"Hey, is it a piece of paper?"

Chen Ziyan was a little confused and looked upward again.

There is a wall above, it's so strange. How could paper fall off the wall?

Forehead.

"I'm really confused when I sleep. This should be placed in the crack of the door."

Chen Ziyan shook her dizzy head and tried to wake herself up.

But it is not very useful.

She was too lazy to think about who she was, so uncommon, and even stuffed paper into the crack of her door.

He bent down, picked up the paper, and subconsciously threw it directly into the trash can.

Chen Ziyan was shaking and about to go out.

But the steps I just took were taken back.

"I just saw words on it?"

Chen Ziyan's puzzled eyes fell on the piece of paper in the trash can.

Who is so bored?

Write me, can't I send text messages?

Just write it, and you still use such broken paper.

Chen Ziyan felt a little incomprehensible, so she bent down and picked up the paper.

Turned over directly.

"This is "Midsummer Light Years", what..."

Chen Ziyan saw the four words in the front and was a little puzzled.

My proud destruction/I hate the ordinary/I only remember those that are my favorites/let the summer playfulness/let the cruel future/wisdom beyond light years.

This is a song!

Chen Ziyan swept down and soon realized that this piece of paper was not a letter, but a song.

Just the few short sentences in the previous one gave her a deep impact.

The lyrics of this song are so proud and wild.

Another look is a simple piano score.

"It's just such a song... This is the song I'm looking for, more suitable for me than any one."

"However, why don't I have any impression of such a song?"

Chen Ziyan was a little strange. Although she was still in school, she was not a professional singer.

But she has heard and known most pop songs.

Whether it is the lyrics or arrangement of this song "Midsummer Light Years", even if it cannot be popular, it should be well-known.

Is it a new song?

Chen Ziyan quickly threw this idea into her mind, and she was already attracted by the song in her hand.

My eyes, which were already a little sleepy, were getting bigger and bigger, and there were many brilliant colors.

Chen Ziyan sang in a low voice, singing easily.

I tried it several times in a row and I am already familiar with this song.

I also understand many high and low notes, real and false notes and transliterations.

At this time, Chen Ziyan had completely integrated into this song.

Forgot my current position and started to yell.

"My proud destruction..."

He was drinking tea in the living room downstairs, and the big cousin and Zhou Huayang were chatting, looking at the building in confusion.

"It seems that Zi Yan's cousin hasn't gone downstairs to have dinner yet. What's the situation? Practicing singing as soon as she got up is too unsuitable. Could it be that she is a little anxious because the Voice Competition is getting closer and closer?" Zhou Huayang looked at his cousin with a little strange look.

Zhou Hong put down the teacup in his hand and shook his head, "I don't know. She seems to have really become diligent in the past two days. She still has to eat and practice before practicing. But what kind of song is this? It is very suitable for Zi Yan to sing, and it is also very nice."

Zhou Hong discovered that he had never heard of the song that Zi Yan sang.

After hearing Zhou Hong's words, Zhou Huayang realized that he had never heard of this song.

"I don't know, is it a new song that just released? There is no reason why I haven't heard such songs." Zhou Huayang also subconsciously shook his head.

The two stood up at the same time and walked upstairs.

Give up the rules/indulge in love/being arrogant/empty the future.

I don't turn/I don't turn/I don't turn/I don't turn.

I want/I'm crazy/I want/I love.

That is /I want /I crazy /I want /I love /Now.

As the two of them arrived upstairs, the whole song really entered the part.

The two people who were originally calm had their expressions solemn.

Zhou Hong and Zhou Huayang, a king of the Chinese music scene now, and a new generation of music princes, can quickly judge the quality of a song.

If I were downstairs before, I just thought it was good at the beginning.

Until now, the arrangement of this and the next link has fallen into their ears.

It was already shocking.

Such a song has been upgraded from a pretty good song to a very excellent song.

Who can actually give a song and create such an arrangement?

They have never heard of this song.

It has never been sung in public.

Because of such a clever arrangement, even if the songs are not sung highly.

Then its arrangement will inevitably attract the attention of professional singers like them.

In such an era where good songs are lacking, those who can write such arrangements will never be a nameless person.

At this time, a room next to it.

Zeng Xiaoxian also became scared from the bed, and he stared at a big panda eye.

A face full of tired face that is hard to hide.

"What's the situation? Zi Yan was practicing singing upstairs and shouting so hard. I'm crazy." Zeng Xiaoxian was awakened after just over an hour of sleeping, and was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Returning to China from Rio, the biological clock has not been adjusted yet.

He had a messy sleep, and he hadn't had a good sleep these days.

I finally fell asleep today and was woken up.

He put on his pajamas and came to open the door in depressed manner.

Widering sounds swarmed in.

Zeng Xiaoxian finally saw it clearly at this time.

Chen Ziyan actually opened the door and stood by the door singing.

It would be fine to practice singing upstairs, but it wasn't closed. No wonder the sound was so loud that it could wake me up.

But this song is very nice, so I have time to find it and listen to it.

Although Zeng Xiaoxian thought it sounds nice, he no longer has any special feelings.

He is a completely ignorant music blind man, and he can only hear the ugly and good sounds. He can't tell how good he sounds.

"Miss Ziyan, can we go into the house to practice singing?" Zeng Xiaoxian reminded, but she was immersed in the song and didn't hear it at all, and was still singing downwards.

Zeng Xiaoxian was really drunk and walked forward, ready to walk closer to listen.

But as soon as I reached halfway through, I felt a pair of powerful hands that pulled him away.

Only then did he notice that Zhou Huayang and his cousin were standing next to the stairs.

"You guys are..."

Zeng Xiaoxian was about to ask them what they were standing here, but his mouth was covered by his cousin.

Only whine sounds.

Zeng Xiaoxian struggled hard, but it was useless.

Chen Ziyan finished singing the whole song and then came to her senses. Her eyes moved away from the paper in her hand and landed at the entrance of the stairs. She was startled when she saw Zeng Xiaoxian who was still struggling. However, she immediately noticed that the cousin and Zhou Huayang were next to her, "Are you guys?"
Chapter completed!