Chapter 327 Irony

   "This song is really nice."

  Jiang Yang was about to put away his phone when someone was talking next to him.

  He turned his head and saw that the female high school student just now was looking at him.

  Jiang Yang: "My wife sang it."

  Female high school student: "Little brother, don't just call a beautiful woman online as your wife. The Internet is virtual, and the water is too deep for you to grasp."

  Jiang Yang: "She is really my wife."

  Female high school student: "Who is your wife?"

"demon king."

   "My husband is steaming."

  Jiang Yang thought for a while, "Oh, just like Ke Ke—"

   "Who is like him, singing badly, buying popular searches every day, or trolling peers, selling dead faces and pretending to be a traffic star to fool elementary school students, and can't even show a work." The female high school student opened her mouth and came.

  Jiang Yang remembers that Steaming is also a variety show cafe now.

   These two are the same.

   It requires others to say this, the female high school has practiced the keyboard for 800 rounds early, but this little brother is so handsome.

   She saw him when he got out of the car.

   When getting out of the car, someone gets out of the car first and opens the door.

  He got out of the car door, the movement of bending over, straightening up, and looking up—

   So handsome!

  She said patiently: "You can listen to the new song of Zhanzheng, it's on the top 20 of the European and American music charts."

  Jiang Yang was in awe when he heard the words.

  Top 20!

Impressive! Impressive!

  Jiang Yang: "I remember that the Great Demon King is the fifth highest, right?"

  Whether it's "Sugar" or "Freeloop", the best result.

   "Ahem."

   Girls' high school is a bit embarrassing.

  The list she just mentioned is the pheasant list, which can be accessed by swiping, and is used to fool the people of the country, but the HOT list of the big devil cannot be swiped. These fan circle girls, although they don't pay much attention to big stars like the big devil who are not on the same track as their idols, but when they use these things to "bully others", they accidentally learned something.

  Blessed by the MV, "Sugar" by the Great Demon King became a hit overseas. It is not at all comparable to her idol.

As for the theme song "Mr. Anonymous" of the latest album "Mr. Anonymous" of the Great Demon King, because it is in Chinese, there are not two English songs on the HOT chart. 50.

  This is a remarkable achievement.

  Her idol wants to have such a work, and the gongs and drums have already been beaten.

   But for some reason, the Great Demon King was very calm.

  The female high school student said in embarrassment: "Almost, almost."

"good."

  Jiang Yang said politely that he would go back and listen.

The female high school student took the opportunity to take out her mobile phone, "Add a friend, I recommend some songs to you. Just in time, you recommend me some songs of the Great Demon King. When I was chasing stars, the Great Demon King just retired, so I haven't chased her much. .”

  Jiang Yang shook his head, "It's all on the music software, just listen to it."

   Adding female friends is too annoying.

He used to add a lot of friends because others asked for it, but he was too embarrassed not to give it to him. When playing games, he kept popping up messages such as "Have you slept", "Have you eaten", "Busy?", which affected the performance of the game too much up.

  Female high school student: "Don't."

  She thought for a while: "Zhenzhen has a lot of songs—well, they are too small, I'm afraid you won't be used to them, so let me recommend you."

  Jiang Yang said it’s okay, “I just like niche ones.”

  The female high school student is a bit out of luck, "Let's add a friend, at least relatives and friends, so I can contact you in the future if you have something to do."

  Jiang Yang shook his head, "My wife doesn't let me add other people as friends."

"Well-"

  The female high school student thinks this excuse is so fresh and refined, she is not so loyal to steaming.

  Jiang Yang glanced at the photo of the old man again, and changed the topic: "What is your relationship with the old man?"

  Female high school student: "My grandpa."

  Jiang Yang was surprised again, "At your grandfather's funeral, you—"

  Talk about celebrities!

   Also need "my" contact information!

  Jiang Yang didn't say the following words, but felt that his tone was enough to express.

  The granddaughter was a little annoyed that Jiang Yang didn't add her as a friend, and she spoke out: "We don't kiss, my mother said they were too partial, and—"

  She remembered going to her grandpa's house, and there was always a smell of medicine in the air.

  Her grandfather also likes to let her eat big hawthorn pills.

   "I don't like hawthorn pills."

  Then, her mother said that her grandparents were partial to her aunt's children, and all good things were close to them, so she took a hawthorn pill to fool her, so she didn't get close to them since she was a child.

"I quite like it."

  Jiang Yang took out a hawthorn pill from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

  He looked at his granddaughter: "The first time I ate it was given to me by your grandpa, it's pretty cool."

  For a moment, the granddaughter felt that this person had become aloof, not as approachable as before.

   At this time.

   There was an argument in front.

   It turned out that the uncle’s son finally felt something was wrong after seeing the drum set, and he didn’t agree to rock and roll at the funeral, thinking what a good funeral would be!

  Uncle’s daughter also disagrees.

  They are asking the third brother and the others to move the instrument away quickly.

   "Stop arguing!"

  When Jiang Yang walked over, the aunt stopped them, "This is what your father meant."

  A pair of children still disagree.

  His father left suddenly, who knows if it was a joke at the time.

   Also, their colleagues and friends will come to express their condolences later. Rock and roll will be sung at the funeral. Where should they put their faces?

  After arguing for a while, the aunt finally got impatient.

"That's all!"

  Auntie said loudly in an unquestionable tone, and then used the trump card of inheritance to stop them from making trouble.

  Aunt asked Jiang Yang and the others to prepare.

  Jiang Yang nodded, and asked the third brother how their preparations were going.

  Third brother and the others are really a little nervous.

   After all, it used to be commercial performances such as opening and publicity, and this funeral was really the first time.

Zhuang Qi got out of nowhere and gave them psychological training, "You see this as a small square. Close your eyes and think about it. When the uncle is in front of you, how do you perform? Take out that The state of the time—”

  But how can the living and the dead be the same.

  The time is coming soon.

  The ceremony begins.

Standing outside, Jiang Yang and Zhuang Qi only heard the sound of the suona, weeping and complaining. The tune released the suona's characteristic of being able to mix in red and white things from birth to death, whether it was ascending to heaven or worshiping the church, and it made the suona feel happy. The atmosphere of the funeral was rendered.

   Then came the drum kit.

   "Destiny" officially begins.

  Jiang Yang and Zhuang Qi looked at each other. The third brother sang this time very differently from usual.

It is still enchanting, humorous and coquettish, but it has a layer of sadness, especially in the lines of "why do people suffer, why do people cry for others, why do people fight against each other", the emotion is powerful Very full. When it came to "Xian'er", it became playful again, as if the uncle was teasing, "I am at ease in the middle of the world. I was originally a fairy in the sky, and I don't sprinkle anything for the world, but only for the wine to move my heartstrings."

  The condolence guests were dumbfounded.

   Can you still play like this?

   What they find interesting is that they really find it interesting, and they think it is very interesting to play. What I don't think is interesting is that what kind of thing is this, how can it be played at a funeral, where is it decent?

  But maybe because of this occasion, and also because of this occasion, the third brother and the others sang better and better. Under the ridicule, ridicule and satirical lyrics, emotions flowed freely in the mourning hall. It was the first time that they sang live so well!

"handsome!"

  Zhuang Qi applauded lightly, his body was driven by the atmosphere and he wanted to go crazy.

  The high school student girl stood next to her mother, eyes wide open in surprise, looking at the band performing in shock.

  Her mother said to her father, "What the **** is this? Your father is sick, and your mother is also sick?"

   But for the first time, she felt that her mother's evaluation of her grandparents was wrong.

so cool!

  She wanted to cry a little bit, but she didn't know why. It may be because of the band, or it may be because of the hawthorn pills they put in front of the coffin. More likely, she wanted to cry because of her grandpa's coolness. This is her grandpa's funeral, and this funeral is too cowhide!

   She is proud.

  She turned her head to look at Jiang Yang, who was watching a performance, turned her head and glanced at her as if feeling something, then took out a hawthorn pill from her pocket and put it in her mouth.

  The female high school student felt that he was silently mocking.

  But the high school girl looked at the handsome face. For some reason, she thought that the hawthorn pill might be delicious.

  She just didn't know how to eat before.

   Can't get sick anymore.

   I finally wrote these two songs.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)