Two small groups, Jing Wei is distinct, Zeng Yi and a few others are in a group, and Xu Qian and Zhang Guo are in a group.

Zhang Guo was meditating, but Xu Qian looked leisurely and leisurely, and he was asleep for a while.

Zhang Guo looked at Xu Qian and said, "Isn't it possible that even you, a genius, don't have a clue?"

Xu Qian glanced at Zhang Guo: "Yes, I'm in pain now." ”

Zhang Guo felt very balanced in his heart: "I thought you could create a song casually, but it turned out that I thought too much, and it turned out that geniuses are the same as us, and creation is not achieved overnight." ”

Xu Qianxin said: "As a hanger, the most painful thing is that there are too many songs to choose from, which one should you choose next?"

Zhang Guo said to Xu Qian: "I want to create an ancient style song, do you have any suggestions?"

"Ancient?"

"The ancient style is not easy to control. ”

The current ancient style songs, as long as the lyrics add a little bit of "ancient flavor", they are almost ancient songs, so there are a lot of piled up words, flashy things, a song listens, the lyrics don't know what they are talking about, plausible, if you ask questions, fans will bite like crazy, criticizing you for being uneducated.

Xu Qian thinks it's still unwise to do the ancient style, the ancient style is the same as rap, in order to rhyme, do everything to rhyme, pile up words, and the content is empty, of course, all bad songs are like this, but it is difficult to do a good job of ancient style.

Zhang Guo said: "You can help me take a look, this is a lyric I thought of, "The blood-stained painting of the country, how can you fight a little cinnabar between your eyebrows." ””

Xu Qian glanced at Zhang Guo in surprise: "It's okay to write." ”

Zhang Guo said: "But I only think of these two sentences, and the others are not worthy." ”

Xu Qian said: "I'll help you fill in the words." ”

Zhang Guo said: "That's great, but can you do it?"

Xu Qian smiled disdainfully: "Have you ever heard the story of Tailor Li?" ”

Zhang Guo looked confused: "Who is Tailor Li?"

Xu Qian said: "That's a very awesome ancient style singer. ”

"He, this is an ordinary teenager, but he has great ideals, he wants to become an original singer, he has struggled for many years, has always been depressed, he can not write a song that satisfies him, one year on the Qingming rain, he sat in a small building outside the mountain, sighed that the fireworks are easy to cold, looking at the red dust inn, his eyes were blurred, suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, he laughed loudly and said: God does not give birth to me Li Yuanju, I have my own ghost hand, the song is !!"

Zhang Guo said: "There is such a powerful ancient singer, I haven't heard of it, I'm really lonely." ”

Xu Qian said: "There are many things you don't know. ”

The progress of the others seems to be very smooth, Zeng Yi pointed out from time to time, and some people even wrote the lyrics, but there was no movement on Xu Qian's side.

People's happiness comes from comparison, even if it is a very good girlfriend, it will be uncomfortable to hear that you are married, even if it is a good brother, I heard that you have found a beautiful girlfriend, and I feel very uncomfortable.

When you see that others are not good, then your heart will be much more comfortable, this is human nature.

Zeng Yi also glanced at Xu Qian's side from time to time, seeing that Xu Qian and they did not move, he felt very comfortable.

"Heh, Zhang Guo, you are following the wrong person. ”

Zeng Yi is very satisfied with his performance, his current character is "straightforward", and he is particularly leader, and these have been filmed by the camera, when the show is broadcast, his popularity will definitely rise again, and the leader is always the most concerned by others.

"Thank you, Brother Zeng. ”

"Brother Zeng's words are better than reading a book for ten years. ”

"What Brother Zeng said is very insightful. ”

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Everyone else expressed their gratitude to Zeng Yi, which made Zeng Yi a little fluttering.

On the other side, Zhang Guo was still planning his ancient songs, but Xu Qian was conceiving the outline of "Xueba's Black Technology Life" in his mind, and he couldn't waste such time.

As for creation, for him, creation is a choice, as long as he chooses what songs.

There are many good songs, but Xu Qian will choose songs that match his temperament.

His two previous songs, "If One Day I Become Rich" and "People Like Me", are the kind of songs that write ordinary things into philosophy, which can resonate with many people.

Xu Qian's preparation of his new song also conforms to such characteristics, but should he still pick wool from one person, and should he change to another person to pick wool?

Time passed slowly, during which Liu Jia came to inspect a few times to check the progress of everyone, she saw that Xu Qian was pretending to sleep there and didn't say anything, in her eyes Xu Qian was a weird, or a genius.

And genius is always different from ordinary people, like those old artists always have amazing actions, Einstein in the text when he was a child was still very sloppy, the outside world is very lenient about genius, as long as you are awesome, then all your behaviors can be reasonably explained.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Zeng Yi came over with the other three.

Zeng Yi looked at Xu Qian condescendingly and said, "Xu Qian, have you thought about it?"

Xu Qian said: "I haven't thought about it yet?"

Zeng Yi looked at Zhang Guo again: "Have you thought about it?"

Zhang Guo didn't like Zeng Yi's tone of speech, it was a condescending attitude, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Mine didn't think about it either. ”

Zhang Guodao.

Zeng Yi said to Zhang Guo: "Why don't you discuss it with us, let's make progress together." ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xu Qian again: "Don't stay with people who have no future." ”

The implication of his words is that Xu Qian is a person with no future.

Zhang Guo also instantly understood what he meant, and Zhang Guo smiled: "No, no." ”

Zeng Yi's eyes flashed coldly: "I don't know how to lift." ”

Zeng Yi said: "It seems that you don't look down on us, too, people go to high places, water flows to low places, I wish you a good future." ”

He accentuated his tone on "good prospects."

Zeng Yi left.

Yin Zhong said: "I think that Xu Qian is a bit wasteful. ”

Guo Zhen said: "That Zhang Guo is completely ignorant. ”

Deng Wendao: "Xu Qian is a little unworthy of his name. ”

Zhang Guo ignored him, and after Zeng Yi left, Zhang Guo said to Xu Qian: "This guy really takes himself as a wrist." ”

Xu Qian smiled: "Why do you want to be like him?"

Zhang Guo said: "I just can't get used to his arrogant appearance." ”

Zhang Guo said again: "Brother Qian, I'm messing with you now, you have to help me." ”

Xu Qian said: "Don't worry. ”

Zhang Guo was very happy in his heart, in his opinion, he still had the most promising future with Xu Qianming, as for the others, he didn't care at all, he was still very confident in his vision.