The richest person in Chinese entertainment

Chapter 436: The old mother's worries, starting with Liu Yifei 1

Chapter 436: The old mother's worries, dancing with Liu Yifei
"Why is it that at other people's concerts, singers can easily let their fans sing for them, but I have to teach you how to sing like a teacher?"

Zhang Chen complained, but his hands did not stop.

This time he didn't use MIDI. Instead, he put the microphone on the microphone stand, turned his head and said to the drum kit: "Avril, give me a drum beat, then..."

Zhang Chen hesitated for a moment, and then, regardless of whether Avril could understand him or not, he just beat the rhythm with his mouth: "Dongda, Dongdongda."

“Just keep this melody in a loop.”

Avril was full of questions. Why was this song even simpler than the previous one?
[Avril: Is that the end?]

"Yes, you will do this later." Zhang Chen nodded to confirm Avril's doubts.

After Zhang Chen finished giving instructions to Avril, several other girls also started asking questions in the internal channel.

【Liu Yifei: What about me? 】

[Taylor Swift: Boss, don’t you want a guitar?]

[Lin Yuna: Boss, don’t you even need a piano? ]

[Choi Sooyoung: I... Well, if they don't have any, then it's even less likely that I, the consonant guitarist, will be assigned a task.]

【Liu Yifei: This is my suggestion, won’t you give me some work to do?】

[Avril: Hey, Leon only loves me, huh? ]

【Liu Yifei: Avril! 】

Zhang Chen listened to the two people who were about to quarrel in the headset.
He took off his headset directly!

略吵
It is said that three women make a play, but just now he heard five women talking in his ears.

Now that he took off the headset, Zhang Chen instantly felt that the whole world was quiet.

"Let's take this song." Zhang Chen hesitated for a moment, and with the headset hanging on his chest, he gave a warning to the audience, "It's extremely simple. Anyone who is not aphonic can sing it."

"Besides, I will not only teach you to sing, I will also teach you a set of dances."

"dance?"

"Zhang Chen can dance?"

"I've never seen Zhang Chen dance before!"

"Is it true that we can still witness Zhang Chen's first dance performance?!"

Before Zhang Chen finished speaking, the audience below went wild because of the word "dance" that Zhang Chen said.

You should know that Zhang Chen debuted as a "standing singer" since he started dancing.

Over the years, whether in his concerts or music videos, all the dances have been performed by other dancers.

Now they actually heard Zhang Chen wanted to teach them to dance?
Although we are teaching them to dance, if we are going to teach them, there must be someone who can dance.

This song is another new song, and only Zhang Chen knows it.

After this analysis, everyone automatically thought of the phrase "teach dancing" as Zhang Chen wanting to dance.

There is no difference!
"Can you please listen to me?" Zhang Chen looked at the students discussing with a headache and raised his voice, "It's the hand gesture dance!"

"Hand gesture dance?"

"What kind of dance is this?"

"Never heard of it?"

It would be better if Zhang Chen didn’t explain.

After the explanation, the discussion became more heated.

Even Zhang Chen's aunt was curious and asked Sun Fangping beside him: "Fangping, do you know what hand gesture dance is?"

"How could I know?" Sun Fangping was also puzzled. "Since this kid moved out, I don't even know if he practices morning exercises every day."

"Look at his singing level just now," Zhang Chen's aunt recalled Zhang Chen's performance on the stage just now, and comforted Sun Fangping with a smile, "He must have been practicing morning exercises."

"But this guy is slacking off. How can he create something like that?"

Sun Fangping didn't know how to comment on the song "Film Academy" that she had just sung.

You say it's good, but whether it's the melody, the lyrics, or even the arrangement, it's not a good song.

too easy.

This is the evaluation of this song by Sun Fangping, a teacher who has been engaged in music for many years and Zhang Chen’s music enlightenment teacher.

But this simple song can resonate with so many students.

This made him feel strange and helpless at the same time.

In today's pop music scene, simple songs of this type are popular, and people's praise for these songs far exceeds that for songs with complex arrangements and beautiful melodies.

"Mouse Loves Rice" from two years ago is a typical example.

In Sun Fangping's eyes, this song was a completely shoddy one, and the lyrics were extremely vulgar.

But just this one song has received 20 million downloads on Morning Light Music and even became a ringtone for many young people's cell phones.

This made Sun Fangping doubt for a time that there was something wrong with the musical aesthetics she had developed over the years.

Now Zhang Chen feels that one song is not enough and plans to sing another one.

Sun Fangping felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with her son after returning home.

Did something happen recently that caused her talented son's creative inspiration to decline so much?

"Fangping, don't think too much." Zhang Chen's aunt patted Sun Fangping on the shoulder. "Didn't the kid say it himself? This song might be a dark history in his career. It shows that he can still distinguish the quality of songs."

"Then why did he sing this in front of so many people?"

"Have you forgotten a song your son once wrote?"

"Which one?"

"He once sang a song called 'A Song for Everyone' on 'The Voice'."

"I know that, but I don't want him to sing such a cheesy song. He can appreciate it, but he can't sing it himself!"

Sun Fangping became angrier as she spoke.

Zhang Chen has basically lived under her nose since he was a child.

It is no exaggeration to say that no one else dares to sit in the position of Zhang Chen's enlightenment teacher except her.

After learning about Zhang Chen’s childhood, countless people came to seek musical advice from this long-retired music teacher.

Even the princess would ask a few questions when she played mahjong with her.

It was also through communication with these singers, especially with Zhang Chen's aunt, that Sun Fangping's own musical literacy made a qualitative leap.

But she, a mother who is already in her forties, is still learning and climbing the peak of music, but her child seems to have fallen to the point of singing pop songs.

How could this not make Sun Fangping, who was proud of her children for the first half of her life, angry!

"Fangping!" Zhang Chen's aunt couldn't help but raise her voice when she saw Sun Fangping's anxious expression. She pointed at Zhang Chen on the stage and asked Sun Fangping to take a good look. "Look at this child. How happy he is playing today."

"But he is the chairman of a group and a world-famous singer. I'm afraid people will gossip about him singing this kind of song."

"Fang Ping, do you think it's more important for your child to live happily, or for him to have all the honors he has?"

"This..." Sun Fangping was speechless for a moment when asked this question. After a slight hesitation, she said, "This kid has had ambitions since he was young. Honor should be more important, right?"

"Then you don't know that your kid has been having a quarrel with us recently."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Sun Fangping's heart instantly lifted, "He didn't do anything excessive, did he?" "Don't worry, he just doesn't want a position."

"This"

"So now you know what kind of personality your son has, right?" Zhang Chen's aunt sighed helplessly, "Others are trying their best to get ahead, but he stays away from such things."

"I didn't know this kid would be like this before." Sun Fangping's face was full of confusion. "Ever since he was little, this kid has been trying to move up as if he had a rocket tied to his butt. I always thought his goal was to become a leader."

"It's true that he has become a superior person, but," said Zhang Chen's aunt, looking at Zhang Chen who was still teaching everyone hand gesture dance on the stage, "he has become one now."

Sun Fangping was stunned when she heard this, but then she felt relieved.

Yes, it seems that her son has become a superior person.

There are only people in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with his son, and the rest have been stepped on by Zhang Chen along the way.

Looking at the whole world, not to mention wealth, his son's creative talent in the career of a singer alone can be said to be unprecedented.

There are not many people in this world who dare to question their son's talent.

Even if Zhang Chen really wrote a song with low artistic content, singers in the industry would praise Zhang Chen for his good songwriting.

"I'm afraid that everyone will praise him, and he will forget everything and think that these songs are also high-quality songs."

"Are you afraid of rumors that you've run out of ideas?"

"."Sun Fangping was silent.

"Don't worry, I'll see who dares to gossip then!"

Sun Fangping turned around and looked at her in surprise.

"So I say your worries are unnecessary." Zhang Chen's aunt looked at the surprised Sun Fangping with a smile, "My husband and many other people have been keeping an eye on your son. We can't let our little genius get into any trouble."

“But recently.”

"What happened recently?" Zhang Chen's aunt raised her chin slightly and pointed at Zhang Chen who was already having a great time on the stage. "It was your child who didn't let us get involved."

"Huh?" Sun Fangping was stunned again.

Why is this kid's behavior becoming more and more incomprehensible?
"He's fishing!" Zhang Chen's aunt suddenly laughed out loud, "Someone is going to get into trouble. Otherwise, how can you think that a person who controls most of the Internet in our country would allow comments that are unfavorable to him to appear online?"

"But I heard that there is no capital associated with the Chenguang Group behind that website. If they want to seize the market, Zhang Chen can't get in, right?" Sun Fangping said and quickly added, "Also, we can't say that he controls most of the Internet in our country. Several Internet platforms of our group are supervised by state agencies."

"Okay, okay, just put your mind at ease! Your child is more sensible than you think." Zhang Chen's aunt patted Sun Fangping's hand as if to comfort her. "Well, it's just that he's a little naughty not to join the Federation of Literary and Art Circles."

"he"

"Forget it, let's wait and see." After Zhang Chen's aunt finished speaking, she added in her mind, "Hasn't this kid made fun of himself enough? If he keeps going like this, those old artists will really find something wrong with him."

On the other side, Sun Fangping also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She had just extracted key information from the conversation: many people were paying attention to her child.

And it’s positive attention.

This instantly put her mind at ease as she was worried about the recent turmoil on the Internet.

As long as the status of your child in these people's hearts does not change, nothing else is worth worrying about.

In fact, as Zhang Chen's mother, she dare not say that she fully understands her child's inner world.

But after all, it is my own flesh and blood.

She even knew clearly the boy's attitude towards Sissi, whether intentional or unintentional, which was different from the normal sibling relationship since childhood.

How could I not know what kind of person my child is?

To put it bluntly, my child learned singing from her just to make money.

I worked really hard during that period, and I am still working hard now.

But the goal of this effort is to lie flat.

It's frustrating to say, but this is the truth.

Even though Sun Fangping saw it clearly, she just let it go.

After all, he is already the richest Chinese. Just lie down and enjoy life.

Therefore, her initial concern was about the reputation that had not yet dissipated on the Internet and what the reason was.

If some people had begun to abandon her son, then she would have to prepare something.

Now it sounds like Zhang Chen has not changed in the eyes of these people, and her worries have turned into nothing.

After you go back, you don’t have to contact the seller in the desert.

Some things are useless unless you live in the desert.

Sun Fangping, feeling relieved, looked much more natural and was in the mood to pay attention to her baby son.

"This brat is such a worry." This time, the low laugh and scolding did not contain worry, but a bit more doting.

"Who said it wasn't?" Zhang Chen's aunt also nodded in agreement.

After the two mothers sighed, they focused their attention back on the stage.

Coincidentally, Zhang Chen had just finished teaching him the gesture dance.

"Okay, everyone has learned it, right?"

Zhang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Everything about this stage is good, except the dozens of spotlights that make him sweat all over.

"We've learned it—" tens of thousands of people responded in unison.

Many people have started moving their fingers.

During the study just now, both hands felt a little sore under Zhang Chen's command and guidance.

"Okay, those who have a partner should dance with them. As for those who don't have a partner..." Zhang Chen chuckled, "How about getting your brothers to join in?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Burst into laughter.

Even though everyone was laughing, some people actually pulled their friends over and planned to dance this gesture dance together.

This is the song.
"Are you ready?" Zhang Chen asked loudly.

"I'm ready—"

"Okay! 1, 2, 3, start! Let's go!"

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he pulled Liu Yifei, who was sulking nearby, to his side.

"You should have learned it, right?"

"Yeah!" Liu Yifei's expression instantly changed from gloomy to bright, and she smiled like a flower.

"Then come with me!"

"it is good!"

Coincidentally, Avril's accompaniment sounded at the right time.