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Chapter 135 Funeral Rock
The first thing the two of them saw was a pretty decent coffin. Inside the coffin were family members wearing sackcloth and mourning. They were shedding tears silently looking at the photos of the deceased on the altar. This was all normal.

What stunned Wang Zihuan and Liu Xiwan was that there was a large stage next to the mourning shed. Sitting on it were not a mourning performance team, but a few old men dressed in particularly rock 'n' roll.

That's right, they were old men wearing headbands, sunglasses, leather jackets, and leather pants. One of them even had gray dreadlocks.

Next to this group of old men, drums, electric guitars, basses, electronic keyboards and other musical instruments are all available.

Of course, the "King of Musical Instruments" suona is also among them.

"It seems it's not as simple as saying a few condolences." Wang Zihuan said to Liu Xiwan beside him.

Happy funeral?But it is true to see the people in the funeral shed sad, which is a bit different.

Liu Xiwan nodded, "It's exactly what you said, Master. Those who can use funerals to create shows are definitely not ordinary people."

After a brief discussion, the two found the organizer of the funeral, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s, a bit bloated and with a sad look on his face.

After Wang Zihuan and Liu Xiwan explained their intention, he still forced a smile on his face, "I didn't expect that a guest would actually come to my place as the first stop."

"My condolences." Wang Zihuan said seriously.

Liu Xiwan also said "sorry".

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You don't have to be so serious. My father is a very cheerful person. Before he left, he told us several times not to let us cry at the funeral."

"By the way, my name is Guo Qian. You can just call me Brother Qian."

Wang Zihuan wanted to laugh when he heard the name, but relied on his villain acting skills to suppress it.

He looked at the stage next to him, "Brother Qian, it seems that the old man liked rock music very much before his death?"

Brother Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How can I like him? He is the lead singer of a rock band. You should have heard of the 'Black Cicada Band' in the 90s."

Wang Zihuan was stunned, a little embarrassed.He wasn't very interested in rock music before, and he didn't know much about popular bands now, let alone those from the 90s.

But since the other party mentioned it, it must be famous. He immediately nodded, "I know, the music style of 'Black Cicada' is very unique. I like their rock music very much."

Brother Qian's eyes suddenly lit up. He took a step forward and took Wang Zihuan's hand. His face was a little excited. "Nowadays, the younger generation has no feeling for rock music. There are really not many people who know about 'Black Cicada'. I didn't expect it to happen today." Let me meet you. Which of their songs is your favorite?"

"." Wang Zihuan was speechless.

Okay, the way you spoke just now seemed strange that you didn't know, but it turns out it's normal that you don't know. Why don't you be so cheating?

Besides, where do I know the names of their songs?

"That song is the one that explodes." After complaining, he answered vaguely, trying to fool him.

Brother Qian seemed to have finally found a confidant, and still asked persistently: "Which song? Let's see if we like the same song."

Damn, normally I shouldn't have finished my sentence and you answered "Is it the song xxx?", why didn't you follow the routine?

The prince smiled happily and didn't know what to do for a while.

Fortunately, Liu Xiwan, who was next to him, noticed something strange about him and immediately helped to rescue him: "My master likes the masterpiece of the band 'Black Cicada' the most, "A Guilty Conscience"."

"woo~" Brother Qian exclaimed, looking at Wang Zihuan with admiration, "So you like this song, it's really exciting."

"Yes, yes, that's the one." The prince nodded hurriedly.

After saying that, he cast a grateful look at Liu Xiwan, who smiled sweetly in return.

At this time, Brother Qian finally let go of his hand and looked at Liu Xiwan, "This beauty seems to know 'Black Cicada' very well."

Liu Xiwan nodded, "'Black Cicada' was founded in 1987, and released its first album 'Black Cicada' in 1991. Since then, 'Black Cicada' has become synonymous with 'rock' in the 90s, and it still remains today. They can be seen in the music scene. However, 'Black Cicada' has had nine lead singers, so their music style also changes frequently."

Wang Zihuan felt deeply that the top student was worthy of being a top student. He knew from the first listen that she had done her homework on this band.

Brother Qian seemed honored when he heard Liu Xiwan introduce the band "Black Cicada" in such detail, with pride written all over his face.

The prince was pleased to see him like this, so he asked: "So, your father is also the lead singer of a certain band 'Black Cicada'?"

"No." Brother Qian shook his head, "He is the apprentice of the sixth lead singer's apprentice, but he is also a lead singer."

"." Liu Xiwan and Wang Zihuan were speechless this time.

Didn't you just say "black cicada" and just rub it in?

Wang Zihuan felt that he could no longer let this man dominate the topic, so he asked straight to the point: "Brother Qian, what is our mission this time?"

Brother Qian also realized that he was going too far, so he cleared his throat and said seriously: "Your mission this time is to fulfill my father's last wish."

When the two heard the "last wish", they knew that this task would not be easy, and they raised their ears and waited for Brother Qian's next words.

"My father's last wish was to hear a 'funeral rock' song with Chinese characteristics at his funeral."

"Funeral rock?"

Wang Zihuan suspected that he had heard wrongly and repeated it again. "That's right, now that we have 'Funeral', we just need 'Rock'."

Brother Qian pointed to the funeral shed behind him, and then raised his chin towards the stage next to him, "These people on the stage are all musicians in my father's band. Now I just need a lead singer and a song to complete my performance." It’s my father’s last wish.”

High school student Liu Xiwan blinked. It was also the first time he heard the word "funeral rock" and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

As expected, deluxe double rooms are not that easy to get.

"How's it going? Do you want to challenge?" Brother Qian looked at the two of them and asked with a smile.

"It may be a bit difficult, so our standards are not high, as long as it can be close to the 'funeral'."

Although Liu Xiwan knew that this task was difficult, she did not say "leave and change places" or anything like that. She just looked at Wang Zihuan and waited for his decision.

Wang Zihuan rubbed his chin with his hand and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, we will accept this task."

Brother Qian clasped his hands together with a "pop" sound, "Rock people should have this kind of energy."

Wang Zihuan rolled his eyes, as energetic as your sister.

"Brother Qian, is there a printing shop nearby? I'll go write down the music score."

"Yes, walk 50 meters east."

Ma Xiangxiang is a junior student at a university in Shenhai. After learning that her most beloved grandfather passed away, she rushed to the funeral held by her uncle with grief, wanting to send her grandfather off for the last time.

After crying sadly, Ma Xiangxiang accidentally learned that his uncle was collaborating with a variety show to create a "funeral rock", which sounded ridiculous.

She had been educated by her father's traditional concepts since she was a child, and it was a bit difficult for her to accept this kind of thing. After some hesitation, she approached her uncle Guo Qian and wanted him to give up the cooperation.

As a result, his uncle directly stated that this was the old man's last wish, which made Ma Xiangxiang hold back all the words he had prepared.

But she was still very resistant in her heart. After all, it was too unseemly to perform rock music at a solemn funeral.

Therefore, she can only silently pray that the guests who come here will retreat and refuse this task when they hear the strange term "funeral rock".

Seeing Guo Qian, who had gone out to receive guests from the program group, come in, Ma Xiangxiang immediately stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, how are you? Did they refuse?"

Guo Qian frowned slightly when he heard this. Of course he knew what Ma Xiangxiang was thinking, because not only she, but also some other family members could not accept the so-called "funeral rock".

But as his father's favorite son, Guo Qian heard this request with his own ears before he died, so Guo Qian had to fulfill this last wish for the old man no matter what.

However, Guo Qian didn't have any grudge against his niece because of this. He still liked Ma Xiangxiang very much. She was smart, well-behaved, polite, filial, and good-looking.

Guo Qian shook his head and told the truth, "They accepted it. They have finished writing the music score. They are communicating with the old man's band. It is expected that the performance will be performed in half an hour."

"So fast?" Ma Xiangxiang was a little stunned.

Although she didn't want rock music to be played at the funeral, Ma Xiangxiang often listened to rock music due to her grandfather's influence.Therefore, she also knows how ridiculous the so-called "funeral rock" is. There has never been this type of song in China.

Guo Qian found a chair, shifted the weight of his body from his legs, and groaned comfortably.

"Uncle Zhang said it was an original song by those two guests."

Uncle Zhang is the guitarist in his father's band.

"Original?" Ma Xiangxiang looked in disbelief.

With such a weird theme, you can create an original rock song in half an hour?
It’s ridiculous.

Guo Qian nodded and said "Yeah", "Although I don't know the level of their original songs, these two people are really good-looking. The man's facial features are really good, his skin is clean, and he looks very good." He's handsome, especially when he smiles. If I were a woman, I wouldn't be able to handle him."

"And that woman, and your friend, what's the name Shen?"

Guo Qian had met several of his niece's friends, and was deeply impressed by one of them, a girl with an elegant temperament. He remembered that Ma Xiangxiang seemed to call her Shen Shiluo, and the middle word was on his lips, but he just couldn't remember it.

Ma Xiangxiang subconsciously replied: "Si Shenluo."

"Yes, yes, it's Shen Si Luo." Guo Qian felt very happy when he thought of this name.

He raised his hand and continued with an exaggerated expression: "That woman is the same type as that Shensi Luo, but her appearance is much higher than that of Shensi Luo. She was probably also a famous figure when she was in school."

More beautiful than Siluo?That's so rare.

Ma Xiangxiang blinked and suddenly remembered the man and woman that a group of them had chatted with when they were traveling in Xizhou a few days ago.

The man is also very handsome, but the woman also has the looks that overwhelm Silu Shenluo.

"Is it still them? But that woman is not the same type as Luoluo."

Ma Xiangxiang's thoughts suddenly became unconstrained.

(End of this chapter)