Zuo Jianshe and his son are counseling, but counseling can also commit crimes.

With Xu Jun as the backer, Zuo Jianshe and his son held gambling games at home more than once, allowing people in the village to gamble, and the amount involved was not small.

This alone is enough to be sentenced. There is no wrongdoing, no wrongdoing.

In the afternoon, Xu Lu called out Zuo Jianshe and his son.

Then the police appeared again and handcuffed the father and son.

This paired father and son called the heavens, and called the earth not working.

And this time, they will not come out so easily.

Worrying about the long nights and dreams, he didn't wait for Zuo Ling to recover. Wang Huan decided to immediately hire an ambulance that night, take Zuo Ling away and return to Hangzhou.

………

On the way back to Hangzhou, his second-generation female fan officer Jin Keke called.

"Boss, have you gone? I'm already in that hospital." The second-generation female officer said with a sense of loss, "I also bought a lot of supplements, and I'm going to supplement Zuo Ling's body."

Wang Huan said, "We have already returned to Hangzhou."

Jin Keke is weak and weak: "Boss, then... then can I go to Hangzhou to see you?"

Wang Huan said: "Well, when you arrive, tell me, I will pick you up."

………

Soon after returning to Hangzhou, Wang Huan sent Zuo Ling to the First Hospital.

A few hours later, he met this official second-generation female fan from Gan Province.

He is in his twenties and looks average.

When she saw Wang Huan, her voice was trembling.

"Boss, I... can I hug you?"

After obtaining Wang Huan's consent, she gave Wang Huan a hug carefully.

"Ah... I'm so happy, I hold the boss."

Next, Jin Keke began to ask the driver to move things down.

There are a lot of supplements for Zuo Ling, donkey-hide gelatin, big bird's nest and so on.

There are more things that belong to Wang Huan.

Next, Wang Huan took the female fan to Xu Tie's anonymous restaurant for dinner.

"My God, the nameless restaurant is also the boss of you?" The female fan said: "I have come to eat three times. Then it was too difficult to line up. I made reservations until two months later."

"Finally I ate this egg fried rice again, so happy."

After eating, the second-generation female fan of the official said seriously: "Boss, that Xu Jun is a beast, should we just let him go like this?"

Wang Huan said: "I am an athlete after all. I can't participate in this kind of thing, but if he is finished, many people should be happy."

The second-generation female fan of the official said: "Then I know, there are a lot of dirty things about this beast, it is very simple to do it, I will find a way when I go back."

At this time, Wang Huan knew that although he didn't directly control power, he still had much influence indirectly.

The worship of countless people is itself a huge force.

At this time, Wang Huan felt even more that the Olympic champion was determined to win, otherwise his countless fans would be extremely lost.

Although they dare not look forward to it anymore.

Because in the whole conversation, Jin Coco dared not mention the Olympic Games, fearing that it would hurt Wang Huan.

In her mind, perhaps the Olympic champion is far away from Wang Huan.

……………

Wang Huan once again entered the Tower of Doomsday.

"Wen Star, in my current capacity, it is no longer appropriate to participate in any competition, but I want to earn achievement points." Wang Huan said: "Then can I help others to participate in the competition and win the championship?"

Wen Mingxing said: "Of course."

Wang Huan said, "What civilization will I inherit next?"

Wen Mingxing said: "Our whole world, music civilization for thousands of years."

In fact, Wang Huan almost expected this.

Wen Mingxing said: "Yes."

Wang Huan said: "Then I accept the inheritance."

Next, Wen Mingxing opened the third room on the first floor of the Tower of Doomsday.

Wang Huan entered the cockpit and played a panoramic promotional video introducing the earth's brilliant music civilization.

From classical music to modern music.

From piano to violin, from rock to folk music.

From opera to pop music.

From Zhong Ziqi to Mozart.

From "Chunjiang Flower Night and Moon" to "Turandot".

After the promo video was played, the countdown began again.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

The heritage of music civilization begins.

In an instant, countless amounts of information poured into Wang Huan's brain again.

But this time, he was not unconscious.

Not because the amount of data has decreased, but because his body has become stronger.

The ability to withstand pain has also been greatly enhanced.

After nearly half an hour.

The inheritance of music civilization ends.

………

Wang Huan briefly searched this huge musical civilization and found that it was really vast.

And the music repetition rate with his world is probably less than 50%.

Of course, if it is a mess of music works together, there is no way to appreciate it.

This music civilization is classified according to age and nationality.

And the ones in the front are the most classic works.

Wang Huan randomly ordered a few songs in his brain, and found that it was really good.

There are even some classic songs that have not been seen in ten years, after listening to them, people can't help but feel the horror.

Next, Wang Huan did not leave the Tower of Doomsday.

But in this special environment, keep training a song.

Just like training cross talk back then, I played a virtual guitar and practiced countless times.

After hundreds of times, I finally became very familiar.

………

The conditions of the hospital in Hangzhou are much better, and Wang Huan is rich, so Zuo Ling recovers much faster.

A few days later, Zuo Ling recovered.

But in her beautiful eyes, there was still no anger and no aura.

All the strength and pride before, also disappeared cleanly.

Wang Huan did not let her return to the new rented house, but still returned to the initial group rented house, which is the house that Wang Huan bought now.

Although she survived at this time, she had no fighting spirit and could not find a living goal.

But when she saw a familiar room, she would still recall the struggle and painful time before.

"Zuo Ling, what do you want to do next?" Wang Huan asked.

Zuo Ling was stunned and raised his head and said, "I don't know, I will stay as a nanny for you."

Wang Huan said, "I tried so hard to save you, and I didn't let you be a babysitter for me."

Zuo Ling said: "Then be your lover?"

Wang Huan's heart beats. This is a good suggestion.

Pooh, pooh, pooh!

Don't take advantage of others.

Wang Huan said, "What about your music dream? Did you just give up like that?"

Pain appeared in Zuo Ling's eyes again, and said, "My mother is gone, who should I sing for?"

Wang Huan sternly said: "Sing to her who is outside the clouds of Nine Heavens."

Then, he directly put the portrait of Zuo Ling's mother on the table, and said, "Do you think your mother can die to death? What is her greatest wish in this life?"

"Nowadays, there are many people talking about music dreams, but they are all fake. But your mother's music dreams are real, even when she is seriously ill, she has written a lot of songs."

Then, Wang Huan took out Zuo Ling's bag and took out a lot of music scores inside.

These music scores were written by Zuo Ling's mother on the hospital bed. Her body is on the bed in the countryside, but her soul dreams of another life of her own all the time.

Her whole life has been a tragedy that is extremely regrettable.

After all, Zuo Ling's mother was born in a special era, so her songs also carry a strong imprint of the times. Although they are not suitable for the current era, they are still very good.

"Zuo Ling, your mother knew that her dream could not be fulfilled, so she pinned all her hopes on you."

"Yes, she has passed away. Even if you succeed, even if you buy a house in the city, you can't let her lead a prosperous life. But what do you think is her greatest happiness? It's not that you live well. , But you have a good life."

"Although she has passed away, she still looks at you from outside Jiutianyun."

"Her greatest wish is for you to have a good life. She is also the one who most worried about her!"

"Her biggest dream is for you to fulfill the dream shared by your mother and daughter."

"Do you think she can't hear? Do you think she can't see? She can hear, and she can see."

"Zuo Ling, you are not qualified to back down, and you have no reason to back down."

"Whether it is for yourself or for your mother, you must also fulfill this dream."

Then, Wang Huan turned on the TV.

The super female voice of Mango Channel is in the final draft.

"Super Female Voice" is the hottest talent show in the country, and its popularity far exceeds the "National Crosstalk Contest".

The number one super female voice last year has become an amazingly valuable star. The number of fans and influence he has is unmatched by other stars.

Wang Huan pointed to the TV and said: "You go to sign up for "Super Female Voice" and win the first place in the country, so that your mother can rest in peace in the spirit of heaven. It is gratified."

Suddenly, Zuo Ling cried out and shook his head and said, "I can't, I really can't. I went to participate last year, and I didn't even enter the sea election in Hangzhou."

Wang Huan said, "Whose song are you singing?"

Zuo Ling said: "I sang songs written by my mother and was eliminated. Later I sang other stars' songs. They said the songs I sang were too old and not fashionable at all."

Wang Huan understood that Zuo Ling's music was actually taught by her mother, so it carried a strong imprint of the times.

Zuo Ling said: "I also participated in three drafts later, but all of them failed the audition. They said that I was too old-fashioned in singing and that the songs I sang were too old. I think my singing skills are very good, but every time I sing I suffered a huge blow once, and I really can't stand it."

"I can't, Wang Huan, I really can't." Zuo Ling cried: "I am right, I backed down, I gave up. Don't let me go to the draft, even if you are your lover, don't you Let me go to the draft."

Wang Huan said word by word: "I will write you a song."

Zuo Ling was stunned: "You can write songs?"

Wang Huan said, "Why not?"

Zuo Ling said: "It's very difficult to write songs and comic dialogues, which are completely different."

Wang Huan said, "Do you have a guitar?"

Zuo Ling walked into the room and took out a guitar from under her original bed. It was already in dust.

Wang Huan closed his eyes and began to pluck the guitar.

Suddenly, the familiar rhythm came.

This is the result of Wang Huan training countless times in the Tower of Doomsday.

After playing the prelude.

Wang Huan began to sing in Cantonese:

"The bell rings the signal to return home

In his life

As if with a bit of sorrow

What black skin gives him

It is a lifetime dedication. "

Yes, he sang the glorious years of Beyond in another world.

This is a passionate and motivating song.

It is also a very outstanding and unbeaten classic.

Sure enough, Zuo Ling only heard a few words.

The goose bumps on my body started to appear in bursts.

Then, the flame that had been extinguished in his heart was gradually ignited.

After only two minutes, Wang Huan finished singing.

Then Wang Huan asked: "I will ask you again, I will write a song for you, are you going to participate in the draft?"

Zuo Ling's gaze gradually became more vivid, as if a ball of flame was burning.

Then, she asked: "Wang Huan, my mother is gone, I don’t have any support anymore. You saved me, you picked me up, then maybe you won’t be able to throw it away anymore, you are sure Is it true that you can't get rid of me."

Wang Huan said, "I'm sure."

Zuo Ling said: "Okay, I'm going to participate in the "Super Female Voice" audition, but I'll go alone, you can't accompany me, and you can't let anyone know."

Wang Huan said: "Okay!"

Zuo Ling said: "What song did you write to me?"

Wang Huan said: "It's still an old song full of age. Didn't they get rid of you again and again because you sang pharaohs? This time we still use a song full of age, called "Thousand Thousand Que" Song"."

"But Zuo Ling, you need to cheer up quickly, because the audition for "Super Female Voice" will be over in five days."

"You only have five days to practice the song I wrote for you, and then make a blockbuster."

"Zuo Ling, your destiny, write it yourself!"

………

Five days later!

"Super Female Voice" Hangzhou Division, audition site.

The popularity of this show is beyond words.

Countless young people are crazy about it. Last year, it created a miracle in ratings. Because of the existence of Wang Huan, the "National Cross-talk Contest" reached an astonishing 4.9% when the ratings were at its highest, which was twice last year.

But last year's "Super Female Voice" finals, the ratings reached 11%, which is completely different.

Today is the last day of the audition, and it will end soon.

At this time, Zuo Ling came to the audition site with a guitar on his back.

"Teacher judges, hello, my name is Zuo Ling, come to participate in the audition."

………

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