Chapter 537

Wang manling is a very clever woman.

She made her debut in a TV singing competition.

When Wang manling was 18 years old, she only got to the top eight in the singing competition and was eliminated.

But a few years later, the champion and the top few disappeared, and she became more and more popular.

Then she was even more smooth sailing. After winning the Golden Melody Award in the third year of her debut, she was nominated for the Silver Dragon Award. After winning the golden melody and silver dragon in the fifth year of her debut, she became the youngest diva in the history of Chinese music.

At that time, many people thought that she climbed too fast and her foundation was unstable. I'm afraid she won't stay on the throne for long.

However, more than ten years later, Wang manling not only did not disappear from the public, but went higher and higher, not only at home, but also won many awards internationally.

Now it seems to be recognized as the first person in the Chinese singing world.

Even if she temporarily retired because of having a child the year before last, no one can shake her position.

In addition to talent, efforts and opportunities, Wang manling also has an advantage that no one else has——

Unique vision.

She can always find the best song that suits herself and caters to the market.

After giving birth, Wang manling not only took care of her children at home, but also paid attention to the situation in the singing world.

This year, Lin Yao rose like a comet, which also attracted Wang manling's attention.

She specially went to listen to Lin Yao's song.

She soon found that almost all of Lin Yao's fire works this year were composed by Fang Xiaole.

Many people think that Lin Yao's popularity is because she sings well, looks beautiful, and has a gentle and pleasant personality.

But Wang manling felt that more than half of the credit should be written down in this lyricist named Fang Xiaole.

Later, he heard Fang Xiaole from his brother Hong Sanshi.

Wang manling wanted to invite Fang Xiaole to sing through Hong Sanshi, but she found that almost all the good songs written by Fang Xiaole were given to Lin Yao.

The songs listed by aiyao studio are either of poor quality or not suitable for themselves.

She has an intuition that Fang Xiaole can write more good songs!

But if you want to invite songs from him, I'm afraid you have to pass Lin Yao.

With this in mind, Wang manling agreed to the invitation of the Golden Melody Award.

Sure enough, after Lin Yao won the Golden Melody Award, it also gave Wang manling the opportunity to contact Lin Yao and invite Fang Xiaole to sing through her.

What she wants is not the quasi first-class works sung by Tang Wan and Xu Fei, but the real handed down classics such as women's flowers and courage.

After the Golden Melody Award, after waiting patiently for two days, Fang Xiaole finally called himself.

Wang manling had planned to get close to each other first, and then throw out her request to invite songs.

But unexpectedly, Fang Xiaole was so direct.

"Sister manling, Lin Yao has told me that you want me to write you a song. Just right, I have a song that suits you very much."

When Wang manling was slightly stunned, Fang Xiaole continued.

"What song?"

Wang manling felt that she could not see through the young man.

In other words, she thought of this person too complicated from the beginning.

If I found him earlier and was willing to pay a high price, the songs of courage, women's flowers, invisible wings and painting heart would be hers?

It's not right. Lin Yao was just a newcomer before. Tianhai entertainment is half dead. How can I afford to buy so many golden songs?

"The song is called waking up."

Wang manling is thinking. Fang Xiaole has directly said the song name.

"When do you wake up?"

Wang manling asked, "what style of song?"

"Sister manling, would you like to hear it? I'll send you the sample."

Fang Xiaole smiled.

"OK."

Hearing Fang Xiaole's unusually calm voice, Wang manling looked forward to it, because she heard incomparable self-confidence from Fang Xiaole's voice.

What is the level of a song that can make a gold medal songwriter so confident?

They hung up temporarily. Fang Xiaole sent a sample of the song to Wang manling's mailbox.

Two minutes later.

"Wife, sleep more, wife?"

Wang manling's husband gently came out of the bedroom, put on the door and went to the living room, but he saw Wang manling sitting on the sofa with headphones on.

"Wife?"

He walked over and touched Wang manling.

"Ah?"

Wang manling returned to her senses and looked up at her husband. She still looked a little confused.

"Wife, are you okay?"

The man was startled. Thinking something had happened, he quickly asked with concern.

Wang manling's husband is Xiao Lin, who was also a singer. After the two got married, Xiao Lin simply gave up singing and turned to behind the scenes to concentrate on logistics for her wife.

In Xiao Lin's impression, his wife is a very calm woman. It's difficult for her to show such a dull and distracted look.

"Husband, listen to this song."

Wang manling took an earphone to Xiao Lin, but then frowned again. She simply sent a sample of the song to Xiao Lin's mobile phone and said to him:

"Find yourself an earphone."

Then he put on two headphones and played the sample again.

"Are you?"

Xiao Lin smiled and wondered if his wife was teasing himself? She hasn't heard any songs for so many years. Is she so excited?

Even sharing a pair of headphones with yourself is afraid of affecting the sound quality when listening to songs.

Xiao Lin, who was disliked and used to it, shook his head, bent down, turned out a pair of headphones from the drawer of the tea table, plugged them into his mobile phone, and clicked on the song sample called "waking up".

"You say you love someone you shouldn't love, and your heart is full of scars..."

After the free and easy and elegant melody, a somewhat low male voice sounded.

"There seems to be something wrong with the singer's voice."

Xiao Lin only had time to think about it. His thoughts and feelings were soon brought in by the melody and song.

A minute later, only a short sample is played.

Xiao Lin took a long breath.

He has been forty-one this year. He has experienced many ups and downs in the first half of his life. Even his love with Wang manling has encountered many doubts and tests.

All the way to today, the couple finally kept the clouds open and saw the moon, which can also be regarded as "old son".

Even if he is so happy today, the knock marks left by life are deeply imprinted in his heart.

At this time, the song "dream time" suddenly recalled Xiao Lin's emotions that had not fluctuated for a long time, which made him feel some emotion.

With a slight sigh, he lowered his head and pressed play again.

A minute later, Xiao Lin again

After listening to it again, Wang manling directly took down her headphones and couldn't wait to ask:

"How's it going?"

Xiao Lin didn't speak. He picked up the paper towel on the tea table and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Eh? Why am I crying? "

Wang manling touched her eyes.

"Maybe onions. I added onions to the egg fried rice at noon."

Xiao Lin said softly.

"I hate it. I didn't eat your fried rice at noon!"

Wang manling smiled and scolded, and pulled a paper towel to wipe her tears.

"Husband, this song reminds me of the most difficult days between us. I think I love you more... I must buy this song!"

Two minutes later, Wang manling dialed Fang Xiaole:

"Miss Fang, how much is this song?"