() "Wait!"

In the bar, Gu Meng prepared a guitar, manuscript paper, and pen, and was waiting for Petersun to come out when a shout came from the crowd.

Everyone looked over curiously, and saw two old men walking out of the crowd with a smile.

"Mr. He! Uncle Zhan!"

People greeted each other, and even several big stars such as Teresa Teng and Lin Qingxia stood up to say hello.

"Uncle He, Uncle Zhan!"

Seeing the two of them, Petersun and Ni Chen were happy and approached very affectionately.

Gu Meng glanced at the two of them a few times and recognized them.

The gray-haired old man is He Guanchang, the general manager of Jiahe Pictures.

The old naughty man with a round head and a round head and glasses is Huang Zhan, one of the four talents of Xiangjiang.

He followed suit.

He Guanchang took a few steps closer, looked at him seriously, and said with a smile: "Okay, very good!"

Gu Mengwan didn't know what to do, his face was inexplicable, so he had to smirk a few times.

"Haha!"

Huang Zhan smiled at Gu Meng and Deng Lijun, "Talents, beauties, wine, and fighting songs, such as the Lanting Literary Meeting, Qujiang Poetry Banquet, are quite elegant." ”

"Haha, Uncle Zhan, we are not as elegant as the ancients, the party was originally a little elegant, but someone proposed to use money as a bet, sneer~, vulgar!"

Ni Chen glanced at someone disdainfully, Uncle Zhan was straightforward, and often made some spicy comments on some people and things that couldn't be seen, how would he comment on Gu Meng's death and asking for money this time?

"It's okay!"

Huang Zhan waved his hand, "When the ancients were in the humanities, they would also bet on winning or losing, at the Lanting Literary Meeting, Wang Xizhi lost many times, drank dozens of cups, and drunk and wrote a wonderful preface to the Lanting Collection, and at the Qujiang Poetry Banquet, the Emperor Xungui will also take out some gold and silver treasures, and even beauties, as the color of the poetry banquet, and the winner will get the color."

He Guanchang stroked his beard and nodded with a smile.

Huang Zhan gave Gu Meng a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Gu Sheng proposed that the loser donate one million to charity to help build schools in the mainland to help students, this move is extremely elegant, more elegant than the ancients, Gu Sheng is magnificent, benevolence and righteousness first, he is a good man!"

"Mr. Huang has an overreputation, and the juniors dare not bear it!" Gu Meng hurriedly refused.

"No, you deserve it!"

Huang Zhan said slowly: "You can be famous abroad at a young age, win glory for the country, and if you have money, you can be enthusiastic about charity and help the world, you deserve to be amazing!"

"Thank you Mr. Huang for the compliment, these are what I should do!" Gu Meng said seriously.

"Not bad!"

He Guanchang smiled and nodded, looking at him with more affectionate eyes.

But Ni Chen couldn't wait, he wanted to hear Huang Zhan criticize Gu Meng for being vulgar, but he didn't expect that not only did he not criticize, but he praised it?

Is this uncle a real uncle?

Not really!

Ni Chen scratched his ears, as a Flaubert, he would never allow anyone to maliciously crook the building.

"Uncle Zhan..."

Huang Zhan waved his hand, "Haha, people are a little verbose when they get old, I won't delay you, I just want to remind you that whether a song is good or bad is controversial, and at the scene of the creation competition, how can you evaluate the quality of the song without judges?"

"Not bad!"

"Indeed!"

Everyone suddenly realized, looking at He Guanchang and Huang Zhan in the middle of the crowd, everyone recommended the two as judges.

This is an elegant matter, and the two did not refuse, but Huang Zhan proposed to add a referee, Deng Lijun.

Teresa Teng is not only a singer, but also a singer-level figure in music theory, and is certainly qualified to comment on the quality of a song.

So the film industry bigwig He Guanchang, the great talent of Xiangjiang Huang Zhan, and the Asian singer Teng Lijun sat on the sofa and became referees.

"Who's going to come first!"

"Uncle Zhan, I'll start with the question!"

Petersun smiled at everyone and said, "The cause of the incident is that Amei invited Mr. Gu to sing, so how about asking Mr. Gu to write a song suitable for Amei with the theme of 'woman'?"

"There is still an hour to spare, and the quality of the song should be comparable to the song of the sunset!" Ni Chen added loudly.

"Let's get started!"

......

"It's going to be, it's going to be

After the gambling game began, a man quickly went up to the café on the second floor opposite.

The café here is very quiet, there are only four or five tables in it, and only a few people are seated, three of them are the godfather of the Hong Kong music scene, Gu Jiahui, the great writer Ni Wei, and the talented woman Yishu.

A young man ran around the corner and said to the three of them, "It's going to be over there!" Peter's theme is 'women'."

"We know, when Gu Meng writes a song, you can report the news!" Master Gu waved his hand.

"Good!"

After the young man left, Ms. Yishu smiled and said, "You two are really boring, a few children are vindictive, is it necessary to pay attention?"

"Haha, Gu Meng is not a child, in the past few years, he has written books, songs, and scripts, and he has been in the limelight, even I often hear people mention that this young man is amazing!" Ni Jing smiled and praised.

Master Gu nodded, "I, a junior with the same surname, is indeed very talented in songwriting, he wrote "Song of the Sunset", "Same Table", "Friends", "Red Beans", "Yugong Moves Mountains", etc., every song is very classic, especially the song "Men should be self-reliant", I am ashamed of myself!"

"Brother Hui, exaggerated, right?"

Ms. Yishu was a little surprised, Master Gu's songs supported half of the Xiangjiang music scene, how could a young man from the mainland compare?

Master Gu shook his head: "It's no exaggeration, that man should be self-reliant, it sounds enthusiastic, with a lot of impassioned momentum, and only a man like him can write such a song, which is not something that talent can make up for."

Writer Ni nodded approvingly, "I've seen the video of his performance, and that song was tailor-made for him, and outsiders can't imitate it at all."

Ms. Yishu smiled: "That song is really good, but Miss Teresa Teng said in the interview that Gu Meng wrote the song of the sunset within an hour, do you believe it?"

Master Gu was silent for a while, "If inspiration comes, it's okay, I once wrote a song in an hour, but in terms of song or artistic conception, it can't compare to the song of the sunset."

Ms. Yishu smiled lightly, "Do you think Gu Meng is okay this time?"

Master Gu and Writer Ni glanced at each other and shook their heads, "It's difficult!"

"I think too!"

Ms. Yishu smiled: "Although Gu Meng is talented, it is impossible to write a song of the year in an hour?"

"Haha, then let's see if this raptor is a real dragon or a python!"

The three of them smiled and waited quietly for news downstairs.

"Write it out, write it out!"

Less than half an hour later, the young man ran up again.

"Really?"

All three looked incredulous.

"It's only been more than half an hour, it can't be nonsense, right?"

The young man scratched his head, "The people below don't believe it, it's just that after Amei got the lyrics and score, she was very excited, it seemed to be very good, she was preparing, and she would sing on stage immediately."

"Well, I'm going to hear what kind of song this is!"

The three of them waited quietly for a while, and suddenly there was a crisp piano accompaniment from downstairs.

The three of them looked at each other with a deep surprise in their eyes, this song was really just created?

What about the lyrics?

"I have a flower, planted in my heart, with buds waiting to be released, morning and twilight, I eagerly wait, people with a heart come to dream..."

"Good song!"

Ms. Yishu couldn't help but praise, "This song is too suitable for Amei's voice, low and vicissitudes, full of broken emotions, it is simply tailor-made for Amei, no matter what you think, from a woman's point of view, this song is definitely comparable to the song of the sunset." ”

Master Gu nodded with a serious expression, "Gu Meng won!"

"Awesome, amazing!" Writer Ni praised again and again.

After listening to Mei Yanfang's singing, but the three of them had a doubt, is this really a song written by Gu Meng in half an hour? It's unbelievable!

Knock knock!

The young man ran up from downstairs again, "Uncle Ni, Ah Chen doesn't believe that this is the song Gu Meng wrote just now, he also bet one million, and asked Gu Meng to write another song with 'woman', do you want to go down and persuade him?"

Writer Ni frowned slightly, this son is really a headache, throwing millions?

"No!"

Ms. Yishu said, "I also want to see if Gu Meng can make a song that writes 'woman', this million is worth it, if I lose, I will pay 500,000!"

Writer Ni was also a little helpless to his sister, and waved his hand, "Okay, you can go down and have a look!"

"Do you think Gu Meng can still write it?" asked Ms. Yishu with a smile.

"I don't believe it!"

"Unlikely!"