From poor god to richest man

Chapter 151 To this day, you are still my light
Monday, July 26.

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.

Singing the theme song of "Unnatural Death" personally, Zhen Qiong did what he said.

Mr. Zhen is going to sing again!

And still in the studio, recording a complete song!

As soon as the news came out, even Gao Guoguo and the others went on vacation at the same place, and rushed to the recording studio as quickly as possible, like a cafeteria.

You must know that almost all the people in the Linglun 512 training base are fans of Mr. Zhen. If they arrive late, where will there be room?
Fortunately, Mr. Zhen's identity is there, and he is not familiar with it. Although many people want to hear Mr. Zhen sing, they only dare to hide outside the recording room.

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

Taking a casual glance, Gao Guoguo found that in the recording studio, besides the recording staff, there were Nohara Sakura and Gong Meiling.

As the top leaders of Linglun 512 training base, it is not surprising that they appear here.

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

Besides them, Leng Xinyun and Li Lanying were also present.

Zhen Qiong put on his headphones in the recording studio, and began to communicate with the system in his heart: "System, is there any problem?"

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, I will definitely let you conquer everyone who hears your singing!"

"Ah That's good."

After heaving a sigh of relief, Zhen Qiong said in his heart, "My god son will end in person, Lao Song! You must give this god son a hard time for this show!"

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

The staff understood, and immediately started to operate on the operating table covered with dense buttons.

The moment the melody came from the earphones, the system instantly activated.

Zhen Qiong couldn't help but feel that this melody sounded so familiar. When to use which emotion and which lyrics to sing, it was more like a movie, clearly presented in his mind.

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

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

It seemed as if one could see a man standing in front of an unnamed tombstone, telling his current situation and reminiscing about the good days he had spent with the person in the tomb.

Zhen Qiong just sang a verse, and Gao Guoguo and the others felt like they had lemons in their eyes and couldn't help crying.

But they didn't dare to cry out loud, so they could only cover their mouths and let out a low "woo woo woo".

In fact, it wasn't just them, but among the onlookers outside, those with low tears, or those who were poked into a certain memory, also cried out, and it was unstoppable.

Even Wen Wan'er's eye sockets were slightly red.

Because the information she got was that Mr. Zhen's parents passed away, and he relied on the inheritance left by his parents to create a game that became popular all over the world.

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

Everyone is admiring Mr. Zhen's unique vision, superb business skills, and extraordinary talent in various fields.

But everyone has never thought about, when Mr. Zhen achieves success again and again, with whom does he most want to share his joy?
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 down.

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

But since crying that time, no matter how hard she encountered, she gritted her teeth and survived without shedding a single tear.

She never expected that today she would be sung to a song by Mr. Zhen and cry.

Even Wen Wan'er was sung to tears, not to mention the others, even the old artist Li Lanying was no exception.

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

Listening to this song called "Lemon", Li Lanying's mind flooded with memories, and the people she still misses are much more than others.

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

Even though she was crying, she still looked graceful no matter in terms of image or actions.

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

After singing the last line, Zhen Qiong let out a sigh of relief, the system is really powerful. At first, he was worried that he would overturn the car.

After all, he has never learned to sing, and 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 god king. Apart from liking to trick him, its other abilities are still impeccable.

Taking off the earphones, Zhen Qiong walked out of the recording studio, but saw the people outside with red eyes.

Gao Guoguo and the others were even more exaggerated. They all hugged each other and cried.

If he hadn't confirmed that the security of the Linglun 512 Training Base could be compared with some official agencies, he would have wondered if someone had thrown tear gas here.

"What's the matter?" Zhen Qiong couldn't help asking Wen Wan'er who came up to her.

Although she was also sung and cried, Wen Wan'er recovered the fastest, so Zhen Qiong didn't know that Wen Wan'er also cried.

Hearing Zhen Qiong's question, Wen Wan'er looked at Zhen Qiong with a slightly sad look.

Mr. Zhen, don’t you know how magical your singing is?

After complaining inwardly, Wen Wan'er said, "Mr. Zhen, it's okay, it's just that you can't help but sing so well."

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

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

Otherwise, people who don't know, when passing by the Linglun 512 training base, heard bursts of crying, and either mistakenly thought it was haunted, or mistakenly thought it was someone 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 praise me too much." Zhen Qiong was modest.

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

"Ms. Li, you've praised me." Zhen Qiong still respects the old artist.

"It's good for young people to be modest, but it's not good to be too modest." Li Lanying smiled and continued: "I wanted to talk to you about drama, but now I can't calm down, so I can only wait. Next time I have a chance, I won’t bother you, Mr. Zhen.”

"Okay. Next time."

Zhen Qiong breathed a sigh of relief. He knew nothing about dramas, and they all relied on the system to cheat. It was fine to pretend to be forceful, but communicating with an old artist, he really had a hard time getting over that hurdle.

"Is there any problem with the recording?" Zhen Qiong asked.

The staff member who recorded the song wiped away his tears and said, "No problem, it's perfect! I've never seen such a perfect song recording, and even saved a lot of post-production."

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

"Good. Mr. Zhen."

"Mr. Zhen, after the new online drama is launched, will this song also be released?" Nohara Sakura asked.

"Send it. But it won't be sent to Antarctic Goose Music, we will build a music platform ourselves." Zhen Qiong said with a smile.

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