Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

July 26th, Monday.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhen Qiong did not go directly to the company, but came to Linglun 512 Training Base accompanied by Wen Wan'er.

He personally sang the theme song of "Abnormal Death", and Zhen Qiong did what he said.

Mr. Zhen is going to sing again!

And still in the recording studio, record a complete song!

As soon as the news came out, even Gao Guoguo and the others rushed to the recording studio at the fastest speed, just like having a meal in a cafeteria.

We must know that the people in the entire Linglun 512 training base are almost all fans of Mr. Zhen. If they are late, where do they have a place?

Fortunately, the identity of Mr. Zhen is there, and he is not familiar with it. Although many people want to hear Mr. Zhen sing, they only dare to hide in the recording room sneakily.

This gave Gao Guoguo and the others a chance to just squeeze a little and come to the recording studio.

Glancing casually, Gao Guoguo found that in addition to the staff who recorded the songs, there were Sakura Nohara and Meiling Gong.

The two of them, as the highest person in charge of the Linglun 512 training base, are not surprised to be here.

Not to mention the twin sisters Qu Chan Qu Juan, if you can't see them, then there is a problem.

In addition to them, Leng Xinjun and Li Lanying were all present.

Zhen Qiong put on the headphones in the recording studio, and began to communicate with the system in his heart: "System, there is no problem, right?"

"His Royal Highness, please rest assured, as soon as you speak, you will conquer everyone who hears your singing!"

"Ah That's good."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhen Qiongxin said: "The **** son has ended up personally, Lao Song! You must lose the **** son in this drama!"

Afterwards, Zhen Qiong made an "OK" gesture to the staff outside, indicating that it was time to start.

The staff knew it, and immediately began to operate on the operating table densely packed with buttons.

The moment the melody comes from the headset, the system instantly generates power.

Zhen Qiong could only say that the melody sounded so familiar. When should he use what emotions and which lyrics to sing, it was more like a movie, clearly presented in his mind.

When Zhen Qiong sang the first lyrics, everyone's ears were deeply attracted.

The vicissitudes of singing has a different kind of attraction, like a mature man who has been wandering for countless years, telling a story that happened to him.

It also seemed to be able to see the man standing in front of an unknown tombstone, telling his own recent situation, reminiscing about the beautiful days he had spent with the people in the tomb.

Zhen Qiong just sang for a while, Gao Guoguo and the others couldn't help crying as if they had lemons in their eyes.

But they didn't dare to cry, so they could only cover their mouths and make a low "uuuuu" sound.

In fact, not only them, but among the onlookers outside, those with low tears, or those who were poked in a certain memory, also cried out, and they were unacceptable.

Even Wen Wan'er's eyes were slightly red.

Because the information she learned was that Mr. Zhen's parents had passed away, he relied on the legacy left by his parents to make a game that took the world by storm.

Then use the money earned from the game as a springboard to make the Qiongshen grow step by step, with today's scale, and it will get better and better.

Everyone is admiring Mr. Zhen for his unique vision, his superb business skills, and his extraordinary talents in various fields.

But everyone has never thought about it. When Mr. Zhen succeeded again and again, who would he most want to share his joy with?

There is no doubt that they are Mr. Zhen's parents!

Especially when Zhen Qiong sang, "To this day, you are still my light", Wen Wan'er blinked and a tear fell.

Wen Wan'er only remembers that the last time she shed tears was when she was still young, and because of the hard work of martial arts, she couldn't help crying.

But since that time she cried, no matter what kind of hardship she encountered, she has gritted her teeth and hasn't shed another tear.

She did not expect that she would be sung by a song by Mr. Zhen today.

Even Wen Wan'er was sung and crying, let alone other people, even Li Lanying, an old artist, is no exception.

She is the oldest here, so she has encountered the most life and death.

Listening to this song called "Lemon", Li Lanying's mind, the memory that springs up, there are more people still missing than others.

"This President Zhen is really..." Li Lanying took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears on her face.

Even though she was crying, she still looked graceful no matter from the image or the action.

"To this day, you are still my light..."

After singing the last sentence, Zhen Qiong let out a sigh of relief, and the system was really strong. At first, he was worried that he might overturn the car.

After all, he has never learned to sing. Whether he can sing this song well depends entirely on how powerful the system is.

Now it seems that the system is worthy of being the creation of the King of Gods, except for pitting him, other abilities are impeccable.

Taking off the earphones, Zhen Qiong walked out of the recording studio, only to see the people outside, all eyes were red.

Gao Guoguo and the others are even more exaggerated, and they both hugged each other and cried.

If it were not for the security of the Linglun 512 Training Base, which could be compared with some official institutions, he would have doubted whether the tear gas had been lost here.

"What's wrong?" Zhen Qiong couldn't help asking Wen Wan'er who came up.

Although she was also crying, Wen Wan'er was the fastest to recover, so Zhen Qiong didn't know that Wen Wan'er had also cried.

Upon hearing Zhen Qiong's question, Wen Wan'er looked at Zhen Qiong with a little bit of sadness.

Mr. Zhen, how magical is your singing, don't you have any points in your heart?

After a spit in her heart, Wen Wan'er said: "Mr. Zhen, it's okay, just because you sing so nicely, everyone can't help it."

"Ah...Is that my fault?" Zhen Qiong was a little embarrassed.

The system is too powerful and it is not good. It can make people cry. Fortunately, except for Gao Guoguo and others, everyone is restrained from crying.

Otherwise, when passing by the Linglun 512 training base, people who don't know will hear bursts of crying, and either mistakenly think it is haunted, or mistakenly think that it was who died.

"Mr. Zhen, our tears are too low! It is our honor to hear such a beautiful song. How could you be wrong!" Nohara Sakura said quickly.

"Ah... don't hold me too much." Zhen Qiong humbled.

Li Lanying stepped forward and said, "President Zhen, your talent for singing is really great. Whether it is opera or pop songs, I have never seen a young man who can compare with you in my life."

"Teacher Li, you are absurdly praised." For the old artist, Zhen Qiong still respects him very much.

"It's a good thing for young people to be humble. Too modest is not good." Li Lanying smiled and continued: "I wanted to talk to you about drama, but now my mood is hard to calm down. I can only wait. Next time I have a chance, I will disturb you again."

"Okay. Certainly next time."

Zhen Qiong breathed a sigh of relief. He knows how fart dramas are cheated by the system, even if they are in plain fashion, but when communicating with an old artist, he really can't make it through that hurdle.

"There is no problem with recording, right?" Zhen Qiong asked.

The recording staff wiped their tears and said, "No problem, it's perfect! I've never seen such a perfect recording before, and I saved a lot of it later."

"That's good. After processing the song, send it to Director Song!"

"Good. Mr. Zhen."

"President Zhen, will this song be released after the new web drama is launched?" Nohara Sakura asked.

"Fat. But we no longer send to Antarctic Goose Music, we build a music platform ourselves." Zhen Qiong said with a smile.