novelraw Chapter 537 : What Kind of Song Do You Want_
Chapter 537 : What Kind of Song Do You Want_
Chapter 537: What Kind of Song Do You Want?
The girl on the opposite stage was incredibly unique.
She wasn't particularly tall, about 1.6 meters.
But her figure was very petite and attractive.
Black leather jacket, ultra-short leather skirt, two snow-white long legs exposed, wearing a pair of knee-high boots.
Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, with several small braids tied with red string, looking both stylish and carefree.
This girl looked even younger than Chen Fan.
Chen Fan even suspected she might still be a high school student.
He glanced inconspicuously at Yan Qing.
No way? Could this be the team leader you mentioned?
Unfortunately, Yan Qing didn't notice Chen Fan's glance and walked over with a smile.
However, before he could speak, the girl spoke first.
"Yan Qing, what do you mean by bringing an outsider here?"
Yan Qing smiled, "Wan'er, let me introduce you."
"This is Chen Fan, Wen Wan's... good friend..."
The girl called Wan'er directly interrupted Yan Qing's words.
"I asked you to get Wen Wan to help, why did you bring her friend?"
Being interrupted, Yan Qing wasn't angry at all, but instead explained patiently.
"Wen Wan refused our request, but she recommended Chen Fan to us, oh, that's the one beside me."
"Chen Fan also said he could help our band write songs."
"You can write songs too?"
Before Wan'er could speak, Tong Yao screamed first.
She rushed over and stared at Chen Fan, as if discovering something bizarre.
"You... can write songs?"
Chen Fan smiled, "Just casually writing for fun."
Tong Yao snorted, "Interesting, first time seeing a chef not cooking but dabbling in rock music."
Hm? This line sounds familiar.
Chen Fan suddenly recalled Grandpa Benshan's skit in his mind.
Oh right, which year was the 《Kung Fu》 skit from?"
Seems like it was 2005, doesn't that mean it can be seen in this year's Spring Festival Gala?
While Chen Fan was lost in thought, Wan'er frowned and looked Chen Fan up and down, then looked at Yan Qing with great dissatisfaction.
Her meaning was clear: Is this person you found reliable?
Yan Qing smiled bitterly and explained in a low voice, "Chen Fan said he could try first. If it really doesn't work out, I'll think of another way."
Seeing Yan Qing had said this much, the young girl could only snort coldly, muttering with some dissatisfaction.
"Waste of time."
After saying this, she didn't even greet Chen Fan and turned around to go back and continue fiddling with her electric guitar.
Yan Qing smiled awkwardly at Chen Fan.
"Our team leader has this kind of temper, don't mind her."
"Oh right, her name is Nalan Wan'er, you can just call her Wan'er."
Chen Fan shrugged, not saying anything.
Tong Yao beside him still didn't quite believe Chen Fan and came over to ask.
"Hey, you really can write songs?"
The drummer next to them smiled and said, "Even if he can write, it's useless. We need a song that can be a hit, you think anyone can do that?"
Chen Fan also recognized this young man, he had appeared in the shooting range of the club last time.
Tong Yao frowned, suddenly pulling Chen Fan to a corner.
"I'm telling you, are you crazy? How dare you meddle in everything?"
"What's wrong?" Chen Fan asked with a smile.
"What's wrong?" Tong Yao glared, "Even if you want to please Brother Qing, you don't need to agree to this kind of thing, right?"
"If it's exposed in the end, do you know how embarrassing it will be? Especially if you anger them, you'll be in for it."
"You can still leave now, so you don't make a fool of yourself later."
Chen Fan was a bit surprised, Tong Yao saying these words at least proved that she already considered him a friend in her heart.
"You misunderstood. I didn't actively ask to come here. He invited me to come."
"Anyway, since I'm already here, I might as well give it a try."
"You..."
Seeing Chen Fan so stubborn, Tong Yao snorted.
"I can't be bothered with you."
Chen Fan walked over with a bitter smile, and Yan Qing asked with a smile.
"How is it? Can you do it?"
"Let me watch you rehearse first."
"Okay."
Chen Fan sat down on a chair nearby, seeing this, the others were even more unhappy.
"What does this mean now? Let us perform for him alone?"
Yan Qing smiled, "We need to rehearse anyway, let's just pretend he's not here."
Nalan Wan'er beside him snorted coldly.
"Anyway, I don't think much of him. Being so young, do you think he looks like someone who can write songs?"
Yan Qing smiled bitterly and persuaded gently.
"He's already here, let's just let him try. If it really doesn't work out, we can ask him to leave."
"Alright, stop talking, let's practice yesterday's song first."
Seeing Yan Qing say this, everyone couldn't say anything more and just walked onto the stage, taking their positions.
Chen Fan observed the group from below the stage.
The band had five people, with the mysterious girl as the C-position lead vocalist and also the guitarist.
Yan Qing was the bassist, and to Chen Fan's surprise, Tong Yao was also a bassist.
As the leader nodded, the band officially began to perform.
This time they performed a new song, at least Chen Fan hadn't heard it on the mp3 yesterday.
Sitting expressionless below the stage, but in his heart Chen Fan was already shaking his head in dismay.
With this level... it would be strange if this song became popular.
It must be said that some things do require a bit of talent.
This girl called Wan'er's songwriting skills were really not great.
However, her singing skills were quite good.
Firstly, her singing technique was definitely far beyond most KTV singers, and her voice was very distinctive, bright and powerful, with great penetration.
Chen Fan listened for a while and had completely lost interest.
This song... it would be a miracle if it became popular.
Just then his phone rang, Chen Fan took it out to look and got up with the phone to walk towards the door.
The group performing on stage saw this scene and immediately widened their eyes.
Especially Tong Yao, who was so angry her nose was almost crooked.
This guy actually just walked out to take a phone call like this?
As the team leader, Nalan Wan'er's expression was even more unpleasant.
Originally, she wanted to perform well to make this guy know his place and retreat.
Who would have thought this guy would run out to take a phone call halfway through?
Completely disrespecting everyone's performance.
She glared at Yan Qing beside her with displeasure, finishing the song almost in a bad mood.
She had already decided to make this guy leave immediately afterwards.
Outside the door, Chen Fan was taking a call from Feng Pojun.
"Any news?"
Chen Fan was a bit surprised, "So fast? How did he do it?"
Feng Pojun explained with a smile, "Old Yang still has some skills. He went directly to someone at the vehicle management office, secretly slipped them a red envelope, and had them find all the people named Tang Xiaojun with a driver's license in Yunhai city..."
"Then narrowed down the range from these people, looking for those who drive Jetta cars. In the end, only one person met the conditions."
"And this person's license plate did indeed end with the numbers 22. He's a technician at Binhua Chemical Factory No. 2."
Chen Fan praised, "Amazing. As expected of a professional. Why didn't I think of this method before?"
"Okay. Tell Old Yang to keep an eye on this guy for me these few days. I'll let him know what to do when the time comes."
"Got it."
"Oh, and have Old Yang take a photo and bring it back. I want to confirm."
"Understood."
Hanging up the phone, Chen Fan excitedly clenched his fist.
Finally found him.
With an excited face and a smile, he turned to return to the training room.
As a result, he saw a group of people on stage staring at him with unpleasant expressions.
"Finished practicing?"
Chen Fan was a bit surprised and said with a smile, "Well... let me give you my opinion."
"This song really isn't that great. If you release it, it will only affect your band's reputation."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed dramatically.
Even Yan Qing looked at Chen helplessly.
Brother, don't talk nonsense.
Didn't you see the young lady's face has turned as black as the bottom of a pot?
You really aren't afraid of death, are you?
Thud.
Nalan Wan'er directly put her guitar down on the stage and glared at Chen Fan angrily.
"You..."
"Oh right, I have some urgent business, I'm afraid I can't stay long and have to leave."
Chen Fan stared at Nalan Wan'er and asked very seriously.
"Let's not waste time then, Miss... Wan'er, right?"
"What kind of song do you want?"