Don't talk about the tune, Fang Bei is just a little prince of KTV.

But writing lyrics is a professional comparison for him!

After all, there are so many popular songs in the previous life that can be used for reference, and the ancient style is not a problem.

Because in his previous life, a big guy summed up an "ancient style lyrics formula", even a layman like him can "originalize" ancient style lyrics that are not obvious at first glance.

Don't think about it for a moment, and the ghostly lyrics begin to come to mind.

According to the "old style lyrics formula".

Keyword:

Cinnabar, the world, killing, people, Shaohua, Fenghua, like flowers, like water, picturesque, the end of the song is scattered, the prosperity is gone, do not complain of death, a life of Chang'an - etc., etc......

Basic sentence structure:

1.xx, xx, xx is xx.

2. xxxx, xxxx, but a xxxx.

3. You say xxxx, I say xxxx, and in the end it's not xxxx.

4.xx, xx, allow me a xxxx.

5 a x a x a xx, half x half x half xx.

6. You say xxxx xxxx, and later xxxx xxxx.

7.xxxx, xxxx, finally defeated xxxx.

Notes:

1. When using a sentence structure, be sure to repeat it several times to form a sentence that looks unusually high-end.

2. The word [殇] is vulgar to the point of explosion, and it must be used more.

3. Don't use conjunctions at random, just let these verbs, nouns, adjectives, and adjectives pile up together and react wonderfully.

4. Fill in sentences must not be logical! Fill in sentences must not be logical! Fill in sentences must not be logical! Say important things three times.

Example:

1. The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Mo is dressed in white, but it is a deep love. Looking back, the prosperity is gone, but it is just a fireworks. The floating life is slightly cool, and the white bones are in pairs, but it is just a three-life death.

2. The old city, Weiyang, allow me to be an ink-dyed businessman. Troubled times, ruthless, allow me to be in a white hasty. Lethe, a thousand years, let me be a pair.

This is the "ancient style lyrics formula" summed up by the online boss in Fang Bei's previous life.

Don't think about it for a moment and try your hand at writing lyrics.

[Cinnabar plain clothes, scattered in the old city of Yiren. Lethe river for a thousand years, burning the people of Chang'an. The troubled times are strange, and it seems that the song will end and people will be scattered, and the green mounds and white bones will pour out the years that seem to be flowing water. 】

Oh yes, I've learned!

After finding the feeling, don't raise your hand to write the four lyrics.

In total, it took less than five minutes.

"Give. ”

He handed the notebook to Su Murin: "Let's see how?"

Su Mulin took the notebook, and her face still had the expression of "you can do it".

This is not contempt, but the innate superiority of the insider over the layman.

But after reading the lyrics in the book, her eyes widened, her lips opened slightly, and in the pink lips that hadn't closed for a long time, the little tongue made Fang Bei look at it clearly.

At this time, Fang Bei once again firmly believed in his heart that he was not dreaming, he had really crossed over.

Because he looked in the mirror last night, the tonsil in his throat that had been surgically cut out had returned......

But think about it too.

After all, this world is so magical, even this kind of garbage lyrics can shock this genius girl.

But then again, in his previous life, he could even be popular with "Breakfast with the Tiger", and it makes no sense that his "Laughing on the Bridge" would not be popular.

It's all inexplicable lyrics anyway.

Su Mulin didn't notice her gaffe, but lowered her head and continued to look at the lyrics.

[The loess covers the white bones, and the lonely city of Chang'an has no old people.

The world is chaotic, and Jiangnan is in a hurry to cry.

The spring breeze peach blossoms are smiling, and the yellow sorghum dreams of waking up the green mound bones.

The white-headed old man Si Shaohua, the history of Luoyang is in the middle of the world.

Crossing the river, crossing the river, crossing the river.

Frost smiled and killed, and the guards played chess to welcome guests.

The good news is broken, and the cars and horses in front of Wuyi Lane are crowded.

At the end of the song, people scatter and fly away, and prosperity falls into vain.

Mo on the desolate people helpless, Jin Ou recast Weiyang Palace.

It's hard to return, it's hard to return, it's hard to go home. 】

The last three songs are all about the same thing.

What "critically look through the bright moon and watch a snow." The oath is eternal and engraved in the heart. I have been waiting for the love of the three lifetimes, and I have always wished that everything would be like smoke. ”

What "there is a peach, and the wind is ethereal." Roundabout the young man, reluctant to finish the song. You have a smile on your eyebrows, and I don't dare to grow old. It was a good time. ”

Something like that.

"This ......"

Su Mulin always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.

Because the lyrics of the ancient songs in this world are indeed like this, and I have to say that the lyrics of these four songs, even compared with the ancient songs that are now popular, are not much better.

But she always felt that something was strange.

If Fang didn't know what she was thinking, he would have sneered and said, "It's not strange to write the essay as filling in the blanks!"

To put it simply, this kind of ancient style lyrics belong to the incomprehensible at first glance, every word is recognized, but when they are connected together, it belongs to fart.

But the lyrics of the ancient songs of this world are really like this.

Even most of the popular songs that sell well have lyrics that are not as good as these......

"How?" asked Fang Bei after a while.

Su Mulin raised her head, she tried her best to control her expression, making herself look very calm: "What kind of lyrics are these, messy ......"

Fang Bei spread his hands and smiled badly: "The lyrics are still for me." ”

"Don't!"

After a pause, noticing Fang Bei's expression that seemed to be smiling, Su Mu Rinxia's cheeks flew, and her eyes wandered: "Indeed...... Better than the words I thought of myself. Can I use your lyrics to compose a song to participate in the competition? Don't worry, the lyricist will write your name, and I'm here to make you famous! After all, if you are willing to take me in, I will repay you. ”

She didn't think of Fang Bei as a layman anymore at the moment.

But you have to be reserved in your mouth.

After all, this is the first time that a girl's self-esteem has been broken, and she is still a self-confessed layman.

To be honest, she was already a little bit of admiring Fang Bei.

Just a little.

This bad guy who "pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger" deliberately pretends to be a layman just to see her ugly, right?

So you have to resist it, Su Murin, don't be underestimated by this guy!

"Absolutely. Don't shrug.

These lyrics were originally created by him according to the formula, so he was very at ease.

But......

"Anyway, if you are selected, is there a bonus?"

"It's about 200,000. Su Mulin frowned and said: "But no one cares about this bonus, "The Appearance of Cloth Clothes" is a big production, and the review of this song is also invited by professors from the School of Music and the School of Liberal Arts, as well as senior celebrities in the industry, as long as it is famous, money is not important." ”

But it's important to me, the world of Bai Fumei is really different...... Don't pull the corners of your mouth.

In fact, if you look at it this way, these words may not necessarily determine the first name.

It's not that Fang Bei is not confident in these lyrics, but he doesn't believe in Su Murin's composition ability.

A seventeen-year-old girl, even if she herself said that the piano music she composed won the international gold medal, and she was also in the naraush textbook.

But she was only seventeen years old after all.

So......

"Forget it, send the Buddha to the west, and I'll write you a complete song. ”

Su Murin's voice was clear: "You don't believe in my composing ability?"

This guy is really underestimating himself!

"Believe believe in it. Fang Bei's tone was perfunctory, "It's just that I was suddenly inspired and wanted to write a song, can't I?"

Su Murin: "......"

She decided!

She's going to get revenge back!

For a while, no matter how good the song this guy wrote, she had to show a dismissive and calm look!

But the lyrics of four songs in five minutes that can be compared to a hit song are already exaggerated.

Now he can write better lyrics on the spot, and with a tune......

Su Mulin bit her lip and pushed the electronic keyboard in front of Fang Bei: "You write one and I'll take a look." ”

She forced herself to pretend that she didn't care, but there was already a little expectation in her heart.

That's right!

"Don't bother. I'll hum it out, and you can memorize it yourself. "Actually, Fang Bei doesn't know how to play the piano.

"But let's talk about it first, when the time comes, we will win the first place, and we will open the bonus. ”

Su Mulin frowned and said: "Let's not talk about whether you can get the first place, even if you get it, you will get 20% of the bonus, which is too little." ”

This guy ...... He's not bad.

"Twenty percent is yours!" Fang Bei said angrily: "Mine is eighty percent!"

Su Murin: "......"

Although Miss Bai Fumei doesn't care about money, but now that she is penniless outside of that part of the money for making movies, this guy is still so justifiably greedy for money...... What a blind man for his talent!

"Okay!" she gritted her teeth, "then 'please' you come up with a song that is sure to get the first name——!!

"What about you?"

"I'll just ...... I'll just ......"

Su Mulin snorted for a long time, but she didn't hum a result, her face was still hot and red.

Although she didn't think this guy could write any good songs, he was a man who could write four lyrics in five minutes.

What if?

"We'll talk about that later. Fang Bei saw her embarrassment, and immediately cleared his throat, "Listen up." The name of this song is ...... "Pipa Xing". ”

Xiangshan monks, borrow your old verses.

PS: This "Cloth Clothes" was originally made up by me here, and it has nothing to do with the TVB TV series, I said it was a movie... It's just that when I thought about the name of the movie at that time, I originally thought of "The Prime Minister of Grass". Later, I felt that it was not right, so the name popped up in my head, so I used it.

So don't talk about what it has to do with real-life TV dramas.

Except for the protagonist, there will be no one else in this world who will make film and television works on Earth.

By the way, the protagonist is basically a magic change, after all, my protagonist prototype is myself, and everything the protagonist knows will be based on myself, just sauce~