"You said I should punish you well and let you remember my sister forever?"

Chen Ziyan said, her eyes rolling, as if she was thinking about a trick.

Zhou Huayang is naturally familiar with this demon cousin.

When this girl shows her expression, someone will suffer.

"I'm wronged, Ziyan girl, I'm really wronged." Zhou Huayang's hurried and screamed loudly, "You see, I feel that the voice is familiar, I really didn't expect it. You are busy with the competition tonight, and Feifei is filming a martial arts drama. How could I never think of you? If I change the time, I definitely want it."

"I'm back." At this time, the voice of Zeng Xiaoxian sounded outside.

Zhou Huayang had an idea and suddenly came up with a plan. Brother Xiaoxian is a funny man. He can't tell who sang the songs, let alone this fried chicken. "Now Xiaoxian is back, he is familiar with you. If you don't believe it, we will ask, he will definitely not think of this."

Chen Ziyan's eyes fell outside the gate.

Looking into the distance, I saw Zeng Xiaoxian rushing in with excitement.

After seeing Zhang Xiaofan and Chen Ziyan, before Zhou Huayang could ask, Zeng Xiaoxian shouted with a smile on his face, "Haha, Ziyan girl, you are here, it's great. Did you sing the song "I Eat Fried Chicken in People's Square" on Weibo today with Feifei? All the guys on the Internet guessed wrong, and no one guessed right. But it would be strange if they could guess right. You only appeared in the Voice of Good Voice before you debuted. Feifei is a TV series again, and no one has ever heard her sing, so naturally he wouldn't think of her."

Damn it!

Zhou Huayang collapsed and it was not easy to find a way to get out of it.

But unexpectedly, I haven't asked yet.

Zeng Xiaoxian directly cut off his hopes.

What the hell, how did Brother Xiaoxian hear it?

What's even more tragic is how I will explain it next.

"Brother Xiaoxian, you must have heard from Sister Feifei, right?" Zhou Huayang hurriedly stood up and kept squeezing Zeng Xiaoxian when he spoke, meaning Brother Xiaoxian, please follow my words.

But Zeng Xiaoxian did not realize Zhou Huayang's good intentions at all. He was a little surprised, "Hey, cousin Huayang, what's wrong with your eyes? What's going on? Is there keratitis?"

Your sister!

Zhou Huayang was about to cry without tears!

"Puff." Zhang Xiaofan just noticed Zhou Huayang's little moves. He didn't think anything was there, but Zeng Xiaoxian asked this, which made him unable to help but laugh.

"Brother Huayang, don't think of explanation. I understand everything." Chen Ziyan said angrily, "Hmph, I want to play tonight, so I don't rush to cause trouble for you. I'll keep it first and wait until my game is over, and then come to settle the score with you."

"Let's go and have a meal with Brother Xiaofan. Don't pay attention to them. I hate Brother Huayang now. I don't even recognize my sister's voice, which makes me angry." Chen Ziyan took Zhang Xiaofan's hand and walked out.

Zeng Xiaoxian was puzzled, "I said Zi Yan, why are you going out for so anxious? You haven't answered me yet. Are you guessing right?"

"You ask Brother Huayang, he knows." Chen Ziyan left a sentence, and then pulled Zhang Xiaofan out to find food.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Zhou Huayang with interest, "Huayang, you have an eye problem. I have eye drops on it. I will bring them to you later. Tell me first, is my guess right?"

Zhou Huayang was lying on the sofa, stretching his eyelids weakly.

"Brother Xiaoxian, how did you guess that this song was sung by Zi Yan and Sister Feifei?" Zhou Huayang still felt something was wrong. Why didn't I think it out? Zeng Xiaoxian, a music blind man, could guess it out. This is too unreasonable.

"I guessed it right." Zeng Xiaoxian smiled proudly, "This is not simple, this sound is very obvious. We have grown up together since we were young, and this sound is so familiar that I can't tell it."

"Don't you never tell who sang it when you listen to music? They are all the same?" Zhou Huayang was still a little unwilling to give up.

"Yes, this is nothing strange. I can't hear other people's words, but I can't hear them. It's so easy to distinguish. Other people's voices are the same. I have heard the voices of your words since I was a child, so of course I can hear the difference."

Zhou Huayang suddenly realized that the problem was here.

In Zeng Xiaoxian's music blind ears, he could hear some differences in the particularly familiar voices. The sounds that were heard less were almost the same.

In this way, when he heard Chen Ziyan's singing, he would naturally get the number immediately.

Zhou Huayang felt that God was doing the right thing with him at this moment.

Zhang Xiaofan and Chen Ziyan ate something outside and drove to my cousin's studio.

There will be a competition tonight. The complete song I just composed yesterday is necessary to get familiar with it a few more times today.

When the two entered the studio, their cousin was also in the studio.

Seeing the two of you come in, he greeted with a smile, "Xiaofan, you are here too. The arrangement of this song "Midsummer Light Years" really opened my eyes and it was really amazing. Unexpectedly, although your voice is not suitable for singing, you are so talented in creation. Fortunately, you have not given up on the road of music, otherwise you will be missing another world-class creator!"

"Big cousin, you are joking. Compared with your talent, it is still far from yours." Zhang Xiaofan smiled and shook his head. He was just standing on the shoulders of others. Zhou Hong was truly talented and could win the Chinese music scene in less than 30 years old.

"By the way, I remember that your song doesn't seem to be registered yet." Zhou Hong asked?

"No." Zhang Xiaofan nodded.

"Although the act of stealing songs is shameful, it is difficult to find good songs now. If someone hears this song, if you know that you have not registered yet, it is inevitable that someone will register. Now that there are all arrangements, let's register in the Chinese song library first to avoid any trouble in the future." Zhou Hong suggested to Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan had never registered these things before and asked in confusion, "Is this troublesome?"

"It's very simple. You just need to submit the simple arrangement, lyrics and your identity certificate and pass the review. And I also know the people who organize the song library. They don't need to check the songs that can pass me, and they will definitely pass in seconds."

"Ah!" Chen Ziyan remembered something, "Not good..."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Hong asked.

"I didn't register my song "I Eat Fried Chicken in People's Square" yesterday. Now it's all over the Internet. It's probably not registered." Chen Ziyan said with some concern.

Zhou Hong naturally knew this song that was popular on Weibo today, "I came to the studio to see your results yesterday. I haven't listened to that song yet. I didn't expect it to be Xiaofan's work."
Chapter completed!