There are too many songs about the New Year in Ding Peng’s mind.

However, due to the task restrictions, he really couldn't write too well for Ding Ding, so a magical song popped up in this guy's mind.

After thinking about it, the pen in my hand fell on the paper and wrote down the name - "Congratulations".

Yes, that's right.

This guy wrote this super magical song for his third daughter every year and every festival that he wished he could calluse his ears out of calluses.

This song also has no too gorgeous rhetoric or very difficult tunes. It is a divine song that makes people poisoned in a gentle and simple way.

After the song was written, Ding Peng began to write lyrics amid the protests of several daughters.

Every street and alley

In everyone's mouth

The first sentence of meeting

Just congratulations

Congratulations, congratulations

Congratulations, congratulations

Winter has passed

What a good news

Warm spring breeze

It's about to wake up the earth

Congratulations, congratulations

Congratulations, congratulations

......

Ding Peng wrote with his head down, and the three Ding Cailin sisters were watching the lyrics and laughing so hard that their waists could not straighten.

"Hahaha, no, no, Ding Dang, help me, I'm almost laughing to death." Ding Cailin said tremblingly.

Ding Dangcai didn't have time to help her, and she was also laughing attentively.

Ding Ding was also laughing at the beginning, but she couldn't laugh as she smiled.

She is professional after all, and she enjoys a song with different visuals.

The song written by my dad seemed to be a joke at first, but the lyrics of each line did not look casual.

The first sentence of each street and alley, everyone’s mouth, is to congratulate you. Such sentences are very straightforward, but very realistic.

During festivals, it seems like this is the first sentence when many people meet.

Winter has passed, it is really good news. The warm spring breeze is about to awaken the earth. Isn’t the Spring Festival the beginning of spring? After the Spring Festival, the east wind blows, the earth revives, and everything is prosperous. This is a fact.

The lyrics are small and exquisite lyrics, and I don’t know what kind of music the song will be.

Ding Ding looked at it seriously, ignoring the second and fourth sisters who were shaking with flowers beside her.

After writing a song, Ding Peng looked at it, turned his head to look at his three daughters, filtered out the second and fourth daughters, and asked Ding Ding, saying, "Girl, how do you feel?"

Ding Ding said: "I can't say it, the lyrics are very unique, straightforward, and realistic. I haven't heard anyone sing such songs yet, nor have I seen them."

Ding Pengxin said you must have never seen it before. My dad just "copied" it, and it's the only one.

"It's normal that I've never seen it, after all, it's my dad's original work." Ding Peng said without blushing.

For such shameless people, using ideology is independent innovation without others knowing it. Even if others know it, it is okay. That is not called plagiarism, but reference.

"Dad, can I write a song and read it?" Ding Ding urged.

Ding Peng nodded and began to compose the music.

Ding Cailin and Ding Dang were almost smiling at this time, and Erya asked.

"Last brother, is this really a song?"

Ding Ding said: "A song does not have a fixed pattern or a fixed format. As long as it is a sentence, it can be regarded as a lyric. The song written by my dad looks very strange at first glance, but if you look closely, it seems to describe the situation during the Spring Festival. Only when you sing such a song can it be easier to accept. As the saying goes, it is down-to-earth."

Ding Dang sat up suddenly and said incredibly: "Sister, isn't that exaggerated, right?"

Ding Ding smiled and said, "This is not an exaggeration, it is a fact. You can tell me about each lyrics carefully. I will tell you that some songs listen to melody, and some songs listen to connotation. The song written by my dad is listened to intimacy. The simple and easy-to-understand connotation can directly hit the hearts of fans and make them more likely to resonate with them."

Ding Peng praised while compiling the music. Although Ding Ding only graduated from a technical secondary school, his understanding of music is definitely far beyond his education. Even if such a person does not meet himself, it is only a matter of time before he becomes famous.

But now that we have met my dad, let’s get popular soon. After half a year, I will let you stand on the stage where thousands of people are watching and accept everyone’s applause and flowers.

After the song was well composed, Ding Peng handed the lyrics to Ding Ding and said, "Feel the feeling first."

After Ding took it, he sat on the sofa and stopped talking. He stared at the lyrics with his eyes tightly, and then practiced and sang in his heart.

As I sang, Ding Ding discovered a problem. This song is really catchy and easy to remember. This is one of the important factors in becoming famous for a song.

"The first thing I said to meet in every street and alley, is to congratulate you..."

Thinking in my mind, Ding Ding sang it unknowingly.

Ding Dang just took out his cell phone, and Ding Cailin was slapping the mask on his face. Suddenly, they were all stunned, and then quietly listened to the songs that Ding Ding sang.

When Ding Ding finished singing, Ding Peng nodded with satisfaction, thinking that it was the taste.

Ding Cailin hurriedly sat next to Ding Ding, stretched his head and looked at the lyrics, and said, "That's a simple song? Can it work?"

Ding Peng smiled and said, "The more difficult the song is, the better. The most important thing is to make people easy to remember."

Ding Dang laughed and said, "That's right, I can hum after listening to my third sister sing it."

Ding Cailin said oh, but just muttered in his heart: "I will hum too."

"Watch the guitar, the third brother, sing a song!"

Ding Cailin slapped Ding Ding's thigh, and with a snap, he stood up and took the guitar to Ding Ding.

After taking the guitar, Ding Ding looked at the lyrics again, and then began to sing slowly while playing.

The speed was very slow at the beginning, after all, she didn't know what song to match, so she could only slowly think about it and find the feeling. Later, when the feeling came, the speed began to slowly get faster.

After the first time this song was sang smoothly, Ding Cailin and Ding Dang were a little stunned.

"I'll go, this song is much more poisonous than that mouse loves rice. I'll be poisoned after listening to it twice." Ding Cailin said.

Ding Dang nodded quickly and said, "It's very poisoned."

Ding Ding became more excited the more she sang, and felt the more she sang, and her face was full of smiles. She knew that the song she wrote casually would definitely give her a place in the music scene.

I don’t say anything else, just during festivals, this song will definitely not be forgotten.

"Dad, record the video!" Ding Cailin also felt more and more and more and more, and became more and more energetic when he listened. Finally, he encouraged Ding Peng.

Ding Peng smiled and said, "What video should I record? If you want to record this song, just record the full version. I will throw it online while the New Year is coming soon. I can guarantee that many people will be brainwashed in just a few days."

"Dad, how do you record it?" Ding Ding asked.

Ding Peng thought for a while, then took out his cell phone and called Zhao Yueguang to see if they were on holiday.

Zhao Yueguang and others are a little busy now. The Gold Medal Entertainment Company has just been established. Although the personnel have not changed much, they still have to work hard for a while. After all, management ideas and company rules and regulations are all based on their own, and there are many places that need to be readjusted.

Moreover, they all need to sit together to discuss these things. After all, they also have companies, and each company has different management systems. The management of Jinmiao Entertainment Company was finally confirmed by combining the strengths of several companies.

Today they just sorted out the mess, and Zhao Yueguang had an objection when he received a call from Ding Peng.

"Mr. Ding, you don't have this kind of person like you. You patted your butt and went to be the boss. We are almost busy these days."

Ding Peng laughed and said, "The capable ones work harder. I don't know anything about management and management at all. You are all experts, so you can work harder and make money together after the company is formal."

"Okay, then what? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I'll give you a wish for a good old age. Are you going to call me?"

"When will your company be on vacation?"

“Two days left.”

"Okay, I'll go to your company tomorrow and help my daughter record another song."

“…”

Zhao Yueguang on the other end of the phone was speechless. Damn, look at what they said. I will go to your company to help my daughter record another song. Brother, this is a big thing for many singers to be very cautious. How can it be as simple as drinking cold water when you say it in your mouth?

However, the more Ding Peng was, the happier Zhao Yueguang was, which meant that they did not follow the wrong person, so they agreed directly.

Ding Peng hung up the phone and saw his three daughters looking at him in unison.

"What's wrong?"

Ding Cailin took off the mask on his face and threw it into the trash can, saying, "Dad, have you started a company?"

Ding Peng was stunned. He had just said something and forgot that his three daughters were still by his side. However, there was nothing to hide about this. The daughters would know sooner or later, so he smiled and said, "Yes, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

All three daughters nodded.

Nonsense, it would be really damn if it wasn't surprising or not. They all knew what kind of person my dad was before. After my dad became better, they thought it would be fine, but they didn't expect that my dad would go a step further and secretly open a company. God, don't make my dad so outstanding, okay? We are afraid that others will rob us.

"Dad, you just said to record the song, where are you going?" Ding Dang grabbed the point of the question and asked.
To be continued...