Chapter 166

Since that Christmas, Chen Guangming has become a loyal fan of Tsing Yi yeast. He will listen to every song she plays for the first time and listen to it repeatedly.

Not only should he listen, but he should also swing with the music. Even if he holds a chicken leg in his hand, he should swing greasy.

Recently, yeast Tsing Yi has produced several cover songs one after another, and many fans have opinions. What are you talking about, fooling fans and so on.

Chen Guangming doesn't like it. It's the greatest benefit to hear the voice of the godmother. You dissatisfied guys, what else do you want?

He simply turned into a keyboard fighter and sprayed with these guys one by one.

Who is he? As an evolutionist on the technology side, isn't it easy for black technology to make a human spray script?

Of course, he doesn't spray blindly. He is "reasonable and emotional". He can spray vigorously and change various numbers on the premise of trying not to cause trouble to Tsing Yi yeast.

Spray it in the back, and no one is his opponent.

Chen Guangming is very satisfied. There are only two kinds of people in the world, godmother fans and deaf people. As long as the godmother opens her voice, even if she says "baga, hentai and no road race", he will be very satisfied.

"No, it would be better if it were really those!" in Chen Guangming's mind, YY was scolding with the soft voice of his godmother, and excitement and fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

Perhaps Chen Guangming was so absorbed in listening to music with headphones that he didn't notice anyone entering his office.

It's Du Ziteng. Chen Guangming was one of the few people in the military base who could talk to him, so they soon became friends.

Today, he came to introduce a friend to Chen Guangming. As soon as the door opened, he saw Chen Guangming swinging around with a fried chicken leg in one hand and biting from time to time. His expression was... Very coquettish.

"Er..." Du Ziteng looked at the ceiling and tried to ease his embarrassment.

The friend he brought with him also had a question mark on his face: "is this the technology madman you want to introduce to me?"

"I hope it's not him," Du Ziteng scratched his head. "Why don't we go out and come in again? Maybe it's the wrong way to open the door."

"It has half a dime to do with the way the door is opened?" although his friend said so, he withdrew with Du Ziteng and closed the door.

Dong Dong!

Du Ziteng knocked on the door and then opened it. Then they saw Chen Guangming sitting in a chair, and the fried chicken legs were neatly placed in the box.

"Looking for me?" Chen Guangming smiled.

Du Ziteng's friend looked at the scene in surprise: [is it really the way to open the door? I just had an illusion?]

Du Ziteng has been introduced: "Guangming, let me introduce you. This is my college classmate Bai Kunlun. Now he is working on a band, the 'band after the rain', you know?"

"The band after the rain?" Chen Guangming thought hard, and then shook his head honestly.

It's embarrassing.

Du Ziteng quickly introduced Chen Guangming, and then the two sides shook hands.

Bai Kunlun's band after the rain is actually quite famous, at least a few years ago, but in recent years, they have not had any fire songs, and their popularity has gradually declined. After all, over the years, the whole entertainment industry has been leaning towards "people shaping". It's useless for you to be good at acting and singing. The key is to have characteristics and play.

Like the band after the rain, which focuses on music and is basically not a variety show, it is more and more difficult to mix. In fact, they are already considering the issue of dissolution. After all, they want the right meal.

However, they still had several national tour concerts. With the idea of "going back to their hometown to get married after singing these times", Bai Kunlun wanted to do better in the concert as much as possible.

This time he came to Wulin city to talk with his old friend Du Ziteng. Du Ziteng introduced Chen Guangming to him. With Chen Guangming's black technology, the concert will certainly be very cool.

"I see," Chen Guangming nodded. "Of course it's OK to help, but I have a request."

"Please say." Bai Kunlun nodded and exchanged for equal value. It is natural for Chen Guangming to have requirements.

Chen Guangming said, "you are not a very famous band. Can you try to contact station B and see if you can invite Tsing Yi yeast to your concert as a guest?"

"Tsing Yi yeast? Who's that?"

As soon as Chen Guangming finished saying this, Kunlun's expression was changed: "what? You don't even teach you a lesson? It looks like I have to give you some color to see."

"Ha?" Bai Kunlun was stunned. This guy wouldn't hit people if he didn't agree with him, would he?

Chen Guangming suddenly took out a heavy metal glove and put it on, and then snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the door of his office closed, and then the light from nowhere rendered his office colorful.

"Come on, pick a color!" Chen Guangming said to Kunlun with a cool gesture and a handful of hair.

"That... White?" Bai Kunlun, who almost thought he was going to hit people with an iron fist, replied subconsciously.

"White? Have eyes!" Chen Guangming snapped his fingers again. This time, all the lights in the room turned white. At the same time, a surround stereo sound sounded in the office.

"The plain embryo outlines that the blue and white brush edge turns from thick to light..."

"This is..." Bai Kunlun stared, "blue and white porcelain!"

"Alas? You know?" Chen Guangming said, "then you still say you don't know the godmother?"

"I've heard this song," Bai Kunlun nodded. "It's a nice song. Is that the original song you just said?"

He listened to the cover of blue and white porcelain by members of his band, but he didn't know who originally sang it. He didn't expect it to be a woman.

Singing, he is a professional, Chen Guangming's lossless sound put out the song surprised him, this singing is also great! How can it be so smooth? This range, this conversion, and I can't even feel the breath. How big is this vital capacity?

"Of course," Chen Guangming nodded and looked at him eagerly. "I don't care what career you are or what gender you are. As long as you like godmother, we are half brothers!"

"Er... Thank you." after white Kunlun, he raised some of his heart, Tucao: "what a ghost brother make complaints about a different father!"

However, if we can invite the original singer of blue and white porcelain as a guest, it seems to be a good memory.

"I'll try," said Bai Kunlun. "I've been in this circle for so many years, but I still have some face."