And Lu Xue froze.

She also loves music, but she never thought that Wu Liang would look at musicians from this angle.
However, vaguely, she felt that Wu Liang said that it was very reasonable to really love music. What’s the difference between hanging out in the music world and webcasting?
Singing to others is also to let everyone share their own music, but a net and a line. Is the latter necessarily a level lower than the former?
And Lu Xue fell into chaos and didn’t know how to refute Wu Liang’s words at the moment.
But fortunately, when the boss showed up, they ordered a barbecue and baked it.
Three people had a dinner in a muddle, because Lu Xue and everyone didn’t talk and laugh like one, but Wu Liang was very happy to eat this meal. After all, there were two beautiful women with him, which was the first time he had had an affair in 25 years since he was born.
After dinner, Wu Liang sent two girls to a taxi and returned home soon.
There is no live broadcast tonight, because he still has a lot of things to do. The next morning, Wu Liang just woke up and shook wildly at the pillow.
When I hit the screen, I saw that it was the one who had nothing to do with normality and heavenly king.
Before contact with Yu, Wu Liang, the king of heaven, should be as calm as Liu Yunxiao. He always keeps that modest smile when he meets the media or fans. He is always gentle and polite.
But after several contacts with Yu, he realized that the king of heaven also had his own way and was bohemian.
Although they may not be able to do whatever they want, people like He Yu will not hide their true nature. He likes to frown and laugh, but he doesn’t like swearing. Even in the face of the media and fans, he never distorts his personality to cater to them.
Wu Liang doesn’t know which of these two people he likes better, but he can be sure that he will be more relaxed and comfortable when he stays with Yu.
He and Yu called him to tell him that the concert rehearsal is coming, and he has to choose the song quickly and then prepare to practice with the dancers before.
He said that choosing a song does not mean that Wu Liang wrote a song for him, but that Wu Liang will perform a song on the stage.
Keep your word with Yu. He invited Wu Liang to his concert not to let him write a song for himself, but to let him perform his song on stage when he really left a song for Wu Liang.
Wu Liangyi was sad that she was destined not to write a song, but she felt it was worth it immediately after knowing that she planned to.
This is a pop concert. I don’t know how many newcomers sharpen their heads and want to drill into such a stage! For example, the younger brother of Heyu was moved by the company to let Heyu take care of Wu Liang? He didn’t say anything, but he was already ready to take him. This favor alone is more than 100.2 million to write songs.
So Wu conscience didn’t hurt his waist, his legs were sore, he didn’t cramp, he ate three bowls of rice in one breath, and he was waiting to meet the King of Heaven at any time.
Wu Liang immediately packed himself up after receiving the words from Heyu and came to Heyu’s rehearsal venue.
He Yu’s assistant has been waiting for him at the door for a long time. Although he is a clown, he is not worried about everything. He knows that Wu Liang is a newcomer and may not understand many concert matters, so he specially asked his assistant to take care of him.
This kind of treatment is much better than his teacher younger brother.
The assistant took Wu Liangxian to meet Yu, slapped him on the shoulder and said happily, "You wrote that song really well. I really like it. I’m going to give it a performance tonight. What do you think?"
Wu Liang doesn’t know much about concert doorways, so he can naturally nod his head.
And Yu saw that her idea was affirmed and her smile became brighter. She asked Wu Liangdao, "Have you chosen your song? Which song are you going to sing?"
Wu Liang’s songs have been sent to the music listening network. Although the results are not very good, most of them are widely streamed, especially those classic songs from the earth. Even He Yu likes to listen to them very much. This is why He Yu attaches great importance to Wu Liang.
Listen and Yu asked this question. Wu Liang was ready to answer, "I’m going to sing nunchakus. What do you think of Big Brother?"
"Nunchaku" is still popular on the Internet. Jinlong Live held a "Live Song God Competition". It won a lot of votes. After riding the dust, the anchor could despair and eat ash while sighing, "Why do you chase after the taillights of the special car?"
Wu Liang chose this song because it was lively enough to suit the concert atmosphere.
Indeed as expected and her also appreciate the idea immediately laughed "nunchakus"? I like it! I would like to cover this song if I hadn’t invited you here. It’s so exciting! "
Swearing! The King swore!
If Wu Liang didn’t feel that he was a generation shorter, he really wanted to vomit that the king of heaven had a little quality. At least you are also an idol of tens of millions of people!
Look at me. I never swear in the live broadcast, even sing a curse song. It’s so homophonic that you can even mix the title of king in the music world with your quality. I really despise you!
After quietly speaking out, Wu Liang was taken to another venue by the assistant, which was the rest hall where Yu invited a professional dance team. He needed to select some people from it to dance with him.
When I came to the hall, I found that there was a strong smell of sweat in the hall. Not only male dancers but also many female dancers gathered here. It was quite casual for everyone to sit on the floor. From time to time, some people talked and laughed loudly, which made the whole hall look alive.
Wu Liang didn’t know how to choose someone, so he turned his attention to assistant He Yu, who was sensible and immediately shouted to everyone in the hall, "Come to life, who wants to dance with a new song?"
As soon as Hula got up, a large group of people desperately raised their hands and shouted, "I’ll go!" "
For these dancers, the income is calculated according to the price of each song. For each additional song, they get an extra income, so everyone is very active.
The assistant smiled and turned to Wu Liang and asked, "You can choose now."
Wu Liang scratched his head and looked at him blankly.
"What’s the matter?" The assistant smiled and looked at him strangely.
"Well …" Wu Liang blushed and was embarrassed to ask, "Do you have the kind of person who teaches people to dance here?"
Assistant leng for a moment finally to react no way "you mean dance director? Why can’t you dance yourself? "
Wu Liang blushed for a moment, coughed twice and said, "I’m studying."
The assistant pursed his lips and smiled twice, then turned to a man in the corner who was asleep with his eyes closed and said, "Feng means please come here!" "
The man named "Feng Zhi" opened his eyes and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He looked at the assistant and slowly got up and walked over.
"Introduction 1: This is Mr. Feng Lian, the chief dancer of our company." The assistant leaned over and introduced them. "This is Mr. Wu Liang, who is going to attend the concert this time. He doesn’t want to accompany him yet. Please help him guide him."
After a sentence is said to the Feng Lian Feng Lian looked Wu Liang eyes color serious nodded his head.
"All right," the assistant clapped his hands and said, "Since Feng Zhi is willing to help you, there is nothing for me here, Mr. Wu. If you have any ideas, please discuss it with Feng Zhi first. I still have some other things to do here. If you have any more questions, please call me and I will go and do other things first."
Wu Liang nodded in a daze and watched the assistant leave the hall in a hurry. Then Feng Lian walked up to him and looked at him with dignified eyes and asked, "Are you a singer, too?"
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"Are you a singer, too?"
Wu Liang feels that this sentence is a bit blunt.
Especially with that old-fashioned Feng Lian.
However, he just heard the assistant introduce Feng Lian as the chief dancer of volcanic music, so he dared not expect to answer "yes" in a polite way.
Feng Lian doesn’t seem to have any difficulty. Although he still has a calm face, he doesn’t have feelings and asks, "What song are you going to sing?"
Wu Liangsong a sigh of relief at this time he was white. It turned out that Feng Lian was born without anger, and he didn’t have any opinions on himself.
So he took a breath and said, "I’m going to sing nunchakus. Have you heard this song?"
"nunchakus?" Feng Lian’s eyes flashed a little surprised expression and finally there was a little fluctuation. He asked, "Are you as small as singing nunchakus?"
Wu Liang nodded and blinked again.
Feng Lian cocked his head and looked at him again, but this time his expression was much more relaxed.
"Have you ever practiced martial arts?" He suddenly asked
"Huh?" Wu Liangleng a confused look at him.
"How can you write a song like Nunchaku without practicing martial arts?" Feng Lian puzzled asked.
Ah, that’s the problem!
Wu Liang scratched his head and smiled. "Haven’t I ever seen a pig run before eating pork? Songs come from imagination. You don’t have to learn martial arts to write something about martial arts! "
This time Feng Lian’s eyes flashed a stupidly look.
But he quickly reacted and nodded silently.
"You have a point," he said dully. "Have you practiced dancing before?"
"This ….." Wu Liang said falteringly as soon as he was embarrassed. "It should be … practiced a little."
He had the cheek to hold out his little finger and thumb to show a little.
But even so, he felt hot-faced. Strictly speaking, he had a class with Yanni Liang, which was far from "learned" this time.
But Feng Lian understood his meaning and said with a straight face, "So you haven’t learned it?" Then this dance is not easy to design. "
Wu Liang continued to blush and felt as lovely as a peach.