Volume 2 Ninety-one years of small 10,000 yuan households 0197 hundred steps into a song
"Yes!" At this time, Qian Hong still didn't care about it, which made Zhang Quan feel very frustrated, it seems that the invisible threats he is used to are useless, to make children feel scared, hints are useless, and they really need to be said more clearly.
"Ma Yu take the money and get out, otherwise your father and mother will wait to be punished, give a direct order from the municipal party committee, be careful that I smash their jobs." ”
"Excuse me, what does it mean to smash a job?"
"You're playing dumb with me, aren't you?"
"I really don't understand!"
"Smashing a job is expulsion, my mother can make your parents become unemployed vagrants and blind outcasts with a single word, and then your whole family will wait for food and starve to death!"
In the face of power, not everyone has the courage to resist, but not resisting does not mean that they will not be disgusted in their hearts, so in a dull atmosphere, those orchestra musicians, their eyes were full of disgust when they looked at Zhang Quan one by one, and they immediately became worried when they looked at Qian Hong.
Under the reminder of the beautiful girl, Zhang Quan finally realized his gaffe, but he said everything, and he couldn't take it back, so Zhang Quan simply let it go, and directly grabbed the money and stuffed it into Qian Hong's hand, wanting to achieve the established facts.
"I said it, 10,000 yuan, without 10,000 yuan, I will never quit the show. But who knew that Qian Hong put his hands into his trouser pockets, completely eliminating the possibility of Zhang Quan stuffing money.
"Don't give face, I can see that your broken song is for your face, tell me yourself, is that song sung by a child? Leave it to me to carry it forward, and I doubt that the song was written by you, you can't be a sampan gunboat, stealing other people's works and putting gold on your face, right?"
"Hehehe, I'll tell you quietly, I have written too many songs, and any one of them can scare you to death. ”
"Oh, this is a big breath, why don't you say that you are the god of songs, Jacky Cheung. ”
"Why don't we make a bet, you can point out something in this room, and I'll write you a song on the spot, if I win, you will get out of the house as soon as possible, and if you win, I won't participate in the art show, this is fair, right?"
"That's what you said. ”
"I said it. ”
"Okay, I'll cure your mouth today, then I'll choose ...... Chose her. At the critical moment, Zhang Quan's IQ suddenly increased, and he pointed to the beautiful girl next to him, with a bad smile on his face, thinking that he had stumped Qian Hong and would definitely win this bet.
"Are you sure you won't be fooling later?"
"If you want to admit defeat, just say it, you go to the family building of the municipal party committee to inquire, I Zhang Quan has always said nothing. ”
Qian Hong was talking to Zhang Quan, but the classmates standing behind him were already desperate, and they didn't know how to write songs for a stranger who met for the first time!
"Qian Hong, why don't we go to Commander Feng and Director Kang!" A classmate quietly tugged on Qian Hong's sleeve, in fact, those musicians also thought so, as far as this bet is concerned, they are not very optimistic about Qian Hong, as professionals, they know better how difficult it is to write a song, even if you are inspired, the rhyme has to be revised repeatedly to be possible.
"Teacher Sun went there, what can I do!" Another classmate was even more exaggerated, and he was already obviously crying when he spoke, and he was really frightened by Zhang Quan.
In front of Zhang Quan, those musicians couldn't say anything, so after listening to Qian Hong's words, they all nodded secretly, anxious for Qian Hong, hoping that Qian Hong could ask for help from the outside world smartly.
Who knew that Qian Hong didn't seem to see it, he leaned up and began to circle around the beautiful girl, and even passed between the two of them, sometimes stopping to hold his elbows, stroking his chin, sometimes frowning slightly, muttering in a small voice, looking serious thinking.
"Hey, hey, Cao Zhi can make a poem in seven steps, I'll let you take 100 steps, if you can write a song after walking 100 steps, I'll turn around and leave, and the money will be yours." Zhang Quan was still shouting on the side, and his female companion also felt a little interesting, so his eyes kept moving with Qian Hong.
More than ten seconds later, Qian Hong, who had been turning 5-6 times, suddenly stopped, and then twisted lightly over there, taking a step forward and taking a step back, his hands were still swinging with the rhythm, and then when Zhang Quan was about to ridicule Qian Hong again, the lyrics had already sung out of Qian Hong's mouth.
"You are also you, you are so cute, silly and silly, willing to listen to your arrangement, familiar with it, and slowly dependent on me, so that I will not be eliminated by you......"
The rhythm is bright and the lyrics are clear, this is not nonsense, but a song with a rhythm!
And as Qian Hong sang to the second and third verses, the lyrics of the beautiful girl appeared repeatedly, which is equivalent to buttoning Zhang Quan's proposition, you can't say that her female companion is not beautiful, right?
Listening to where Qian Hong was singing, Zhang Quan was dumbfounded, his classmates' mouths could be stuffed into goose eggs, and Zhang Quan's female companion was also shocked, her face was incredible, and one hand was slightly raised, blocking her slightly open mouth.
The rest of the orchestra musicians, they are witnesses to the strength of a genius, after listening to a few verses, the cellist with the strongest sense of rhythm also tried to copy that rhythm, using the bowstring to send out individual notes to accompany Qian Hong, so that Qian Hong's cappella is not so thin.
“...... Beautiful girl, I just want to pamper you, I like to see your shy posture, I want you to laugh happily, I can't stop. ”
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
After the whole song was sung, Qian Hong's writhing stopped, and the two classmates over there were clapping their hands frantically, but Qian Hong bowed to the cellist who accompanied him.
"I've won! You can get out!" Looking directly at Zhang Quan again, Qian Hong said lightly, only to see Zhang Quan's lips squirm a few times, the expression on his face changed and changed, after all, he didn't say anything, and rushed out of the room angrily, not even caring about his female companion.
"You wait for me!" Zhang Quan's female companion was anxious, and chased him out, Qian Hong just wanted to ask them to take the money away, but the musicians surrounded him and asked Qian Hong how he came up with this song, how the lyrics and melody would be matched, and then some people tried to study how Qian Hong's head was different from ordinary people......