It seems that Lao Mei has also seen the power of our Chinese civilians to create gods, and if she wants to have a lively time, she may be able to make an upset and come to China to be a star. After urgent deliberation, the organizer replied that foreign friends are welcome to participate in this competition, because the Internet knows no borders, and music knows no race or boundary.

The organizers have even opened an English version of the official website for foreign friends to learn about the information.

This incident was quickly hyped up by the media, and the Xiaoqiang Cup became an event with international influence. It is said that the media is the uncrowned king, this is not false at all, if they want to hold something, there is nothing they can't hold.

Not long after the Xiaoqiang Cup was registered, a verbal cicada became popular in the market: Xiaoqiang, have you sung it?

Here, we would like to thank Zhou Xingxing, if it weren't for Xingye's classic movie, we wouldn't have today's Xiaoqiang, it is precisely because of Xiaoqiang, our Xiaoqiang Cup, will become so affinity.

Having said so much, what is Zhang Shaoyu doing? However, after you know it, I'm afraid you will scold, when is this happening, haven't you had the leisure to sleep? Don't want to participate in the competition? Don't want to make a name for yourself?

That's right, Zhang Shaoyu is sleeping, at this moment, he is tightly wrapped in the quilt, sleeping soundly. Li Danzai is still playing games, Liang Jin is washing clothes, Liu Lei has run away, I heard that his uncle is running a company in Chengdu, and he has already gone to pat himself.

"Hey, Shaoyu, Shaoyu!" Tired, Li Dan rubbed his eyes, and when he saw that Zhang Shaoyu was still sleeping, he couldn't help but wonder, didn't this kid say that he wanted to participate in the Xiaoqiang Cup? Two days ago, I heard that he had encountered a bottleneck and couldn't write a word. Why don't you be in a hurry at this time, on December 10th, the registration deadline. He's fine, and he still has the time to sleep well.

"Hey, Brother Liang, Shaoyu, what's going on, he's not participating in the competition?" Seeing that he couldn't wake up Zhang Shaoyu, Li Dan turned around and asked Liang Jin at the laundry table.

Liang Jin turned his head to look at the sleeping Zhang Shaoyu, shook his head, and said he didn't know. In fact, he is not worried about Zhang Shaoyu at all, brother for so many years, when has Zhang Shaoyu ever made everyone worry? However, he thinks that Zhang Shaoyu should not focus on these boring things.

Even if you go to the competition, will you be able to win the championship? Will you become a star? Why don't you think more about what will happen after graduation, and think about how to find a job and earn a living.

"Yo, Senior Sister Yang is here?" Li Dan suddenly saw a figure shaking outside the window, and when he looked closely, it was actually Yang Tingyao. hurriedly ran to the balcony at the moment, but saw Yang Tingyao holding two lunch boxes in her hands, thinking that she should have come to bring dinner to Zhang Shaoyu.

"He's still sleeping?" Yang Tingyao looked inside, because Zhang Shaoyu's bunk was against the wall, and she couldn't see it.

Li Dan nodded: "Yes, I have been sleeping since the afternoon and now, and I have never woken up once." Senior Sister Yang, are you here to bring him dinner? Then I'll call him up. ”

Yang Tingyao hurriedly shook her head: "No, let him sleep." This is the pig's head meat he likes to eat, and this cold dish doesn't matter, but how can you eat it when the rice is cold?"

"It's okay, they have a rice cooker for the little money next door, just let Shaoyu borrow it and heat it up." But this kid is really evil, what kind of sleep did he sleep in the daytime, didn't he sleep well last night?" Li Dan asked puzzled.

Yang Tingyao sighed: "Alas, he wants to get up in the dead of night and write tunes and lyrics, there are many people in the bedroom during the day, it's too noisy." After speaking, he handed in the two lunch boxes, and looked inside on tiptoe before leaving.

Li Dan held the two lunch boxes and was silent. Although he is not a music fan, everyone knows that the recent advertising of Xiaoqiang Cup has been so powerful. Shaoyu must value this competition very much, otherwise it wouldn't be like this, shouldn't he do something for him?

After entering the house, I put the two boxes of lunches on the table, thought about it, ran to the next bedroom, poured all the instant noodles that Xiaoqian was cooking in the toilet, and then came back with the rice cooker.

"Brother Liang, discuss something!" Li Dan thought about it for a long time, and said to Liang Jin, whose clothes had been almost washed. Liang Jin turned his head and glanced at him, why was this kid suddenly so polite?

"Shaoyu has to write songs at night, there are too many people during the day, he can't be quiet, let's go to the Internet café to pass the sky. Li Dan said.

After Liang Jin heard this, he looked at him for more than a minute, and suddenly laughed: "Li Dan, are you okay? Why, suddenly, so ......"

Li Dan smiled: "No, this competition is very large-scale, Shaoyu attaches great importance to it, none of us understand music, we can't help him, brother, it's always okay to create an environment for him." Liang Jin put away his smile, nodded seriously, stuffed his clothes into the bucket, and ran to his bunk to take his coat.

Li Dan thought about it, took out a pen and paper, wrote a note and put it on the monitor, and then, together with Liang Jin, turned off the light and walked out of the room.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, accompanied by bursts of vibration, Zhang Shaoyu opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that it was pitch black. After touching the bed for a long time, I finally touched the phone, picked it up and looked, yo, it's one o'clock in the morning.

"Brother Liang, turn on the lights!" Zhang Shaoyu sat up from the bed and shouted in the direction of Liang Jin. No response, is it already asleep?

"Li Dan, turn on the lights, hurry up!" Still didn't respond, damn, these guys, they slept so early today, didn't they have to blow until two or three o'clock before going to bed?

I fumbled my way up and knocked over several stools before I turned on the light. As soon as the bedroom lit up, Zhang Shaoyu was stunned, the bunks were all empty, where did all these people go? These guys, how can they be elusive?

I was about to sit down in front of the computer and start creating, but I found that there was a rice cooker on the table and two lunch boxes.

"Shaoyu, let's go to the Internet café Tongxiao, you can write songs with peace of mind, there is a meal sent to you by your wife on the table, and the rice cooker has also been borrowed, let's eat it hot." ”

Zhang Shaoyu looked at the scribbled handwriting on the note, but his heart was inexplicably moved. This matter, if Yang Tingyao did it, then Zhang Shaoyu at most thinks, well, senior sister is very caring. But the problem is that this is done by Li Dan, a person who is usually very arrogant and inevitably teases a few words between buddies.

The reason is that men are not good at expressing their emotions, and they have everything in their hearts and will not show it, perhaps because they are afraid of being called mother-in-law and mother-in-law, or they disdain to express it.

Because of this, Zhang Shaoyu was moved by this small thing. is worthy of being a brother, although the matter is not big, but it can be seen that between brothers, there is a precious affection.

After sorting out some agitated emotions, Zhang Shaoyu sat down in front of the computer. It feels like it's been found, and two days ago, it's been found.

There was a scene that gave Zhang Shaoyu a great feeling. That is after Zhang Li hugged him, he left freely, that back, really, really, really handsome! Really, it can only be described like this. At that moment, Zhang Shaoyu grasped this feeling, it turned out that feelings can be so free. After Zhang Li left him, every step out, Zhang Shaoyu's feeling was like a beautiful note beating, the rhythm was not fast, but it was exciting.

Recall that over the years, whether it is Hong Kong and Taiwan, or the mainland, the trend of Chinese pop songs seems to have entered a pathological development, and it seems that it is not sensational, not sad, then it is not called love songs. But this is not the case, although there are such and such problems in this world, but on the whole, it is still positive, healthy and optimistic.

Even if it's a love song, it can be sung freely. Please imagine that when a pair of former lovers break up, they generously give each other a warm hug, without saying anything, just a look, which is enough to make the other party understand all their blessings and apologies.

It's a really good feeling.

Yes, the breakup is sour and green. But the end of every relationship, doesn't it also mean that a new relationship is about to begin? In the face of feelings, should we be more optimistic and positive, instead of blindly sinking, sad, depraved, and sighing.

Love songs pay attention to lyricism, and this love word does not completely refer to pathos. Zhang Shaoyu grasped this feeling, but he was not in a hurry to write, why? Because he wanted to brew, he needed to recall, recall the past five years, with Zhang Li bit by bit, it is precisely because of these that there will be the scene two days ago.

Zhang Li was born in a wealthy family and has been pampered since she was a child, but I am the only one, but she was able to face her ex-boyfriend and current girlfriend so calmly on that day.

The ancients often said that asking what the world is like only makes people promise life and death. But Zhang Shaoyu thinks that this must be a buddy who couldn't think about it for a while after falling out of love, so he wrote it down. And why from ancient times to the present, no one has described feelings positively? Oh, falling out of love every day, falling out of love every year, is this world so sad? Perhaps, this is also in line with that sentence, I don't know how to cherish it in front of me, and I don't know how to regret it when I lose it.

And what Zhang Shaoyu has to do now is to tell everyone who hears his songs about this matter, and we should be positive and free when dealing with feelings.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Shaoyu felt that he had never been as confident as he was now. He firmly believes that his creation will be successful. There is nothing that Zhang Shaoyu can't do.

Rubbing his hands that were a little cold, Zhang Shaoyu took the guitar and looked at the window outside, which was closed well. Only then did he bounce cautiously.

This song should still take the route of slow songs, so that it is easier to express the artistic conception better, gentler and in more detail.

Zhang Shaoyu plucked the strings again and again, listened carefully to each syllable, and once he caught any melody, he immediately recorded it.

In the entire dormitory, apart from the hissing of the computer fan, only the staccato sound of the guitar remained. The faint light of the monitor shone on Zhang Shaoyu's well-defined face. He was so focused, serious, and tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to the sound of the waves from the forest sea on a windy night. From time to time, he still beat the beat gently, and suddenly caught a feeling, and danced happily, just like when he was a child, running in the woods, suddenly found a bird's nest, and happily took it down.

"No, why does this section always feel wrong?" he muttered to himself, and then when he thought it was inappropriate, he played it over and over again, listened to it over and over again, tasted it carefully, tried to figure it out, and grabbed it at the moment when his inspiration jumped.

Time has passed, Zhang Shaoyu has been completely immersed in the fun of creation, he sometimes smiles, sometimes frowns, sometimes laughs, sometimes shakes his head and sighs, if others see him like this, I am afraid that he will think that he is nervous. But where do others know that at this time, he is the happiest.

After a short paragraph, he closed his eyes, played and hummed, then nodded and said to himself, "Well, that's how it feels, haha!"

Because this song is to be positive, Zhang Shaoyu pays special attention to some details. Sometimes, it was a good sentence, but he thought it would affect the whole song, so he deleted it mercilessly. Although, every note is his hard work. Music is a never-ending peak, there will never be perfection, but you must do your best to strive for perfection.

This is the rigorous creative attitude that artists advocate. The reason why Zhang Shaoyu can have later achievements is inseparable from this attitude. No matter what position he is in, his rigorous attitude has never changed.

There were several times when he couldn't grasp the best feeling, and he really wanted to listen to other people's songs and find inspiration, but he still held back. Listening to other people's songs to create will be invisibly affected, and in this way, you will lose your own style, which is absolutely undesirable.

I remember that on the Internet before, I saw a famous Internet writer say that people who write books don't read books, and people who read books don't write books, that's the truth.

I don't know what time it was, but the first draft was finally completed, Zhang Shaoyu put down his guitar and twisted his already sore neck.

"Hehe, there's finally a prototype. When he saw that his work already had a general appearance, Zhang Shaoyu couldn't help the joy in his heart and laughed heartily. After a short break, he continued to play and hum over and over again, trying to find the best feeling, so that the whole piece was as smooth as warm jade, without giving people an abrupt feeling.

Creation is a rather painstaking process, which outsiders cannot understand. But in Zhang Shaoyu's view, it is fun. When he was hungry, he was reluctant to spend a little time to eat a cold meal, and when he was thirsty, he was reluctant to spend a little time, as long as he was a few steps away, there was a faucet at the laundry table, and he could drink a few sips happily.

Time is precious, it feels fleeting, and he has to race against time.

The first draft was decided, but Zhang Shaoyu always felt that something was missing, as if he didn't fully express that free and easy feeling, what was the problem?

Thinking about it for a while, when Zhang Li left that day, which action or which expression moved me the most? By the way, it was the eyes! The eyes are the windows of the soul, and the eyes can't deceive people.

Zhang Shaoyu was overjoyed, and stared at the first draft again. On this night, he completely overturned his own creative theory in the past, and the music he wrote in the past will never be modified, based on the feeling of the first time. But later, Xiaoma and Zhang Cheng both mentioned to him that appropriate modifications were necessary. There are some obvious flaws, and if you don't fix them, that's called laissez-faire.

Zhang Shaoyu is a person who is difficult to perceive his mistakes, he knows what he is missing, and he is trying his best to make up for it.

"Ah......" With a long sigh of relief, Zhang Shaoyu leaned back in his chair. At this time, he realized that the sky had already brightened. It's been a whole night, and that's it. Rubbing his sour eyes, Zhang Shaoyu stood up, the taste of staying up late was really uncomfortable, his back hurt, his scalp was numb, not to mention the pain.

His stomach rumbled, and Zhang Shaoyu remembered that he hadn't even eaten yesterday's dinner. Look at the time, damn me, it's seven o'clock? Is it so fast?

When I opened the two lunch boxes, I saw that it was my favorite pig's head meat, so I couldn't help but stuff a piece of it into my mouth and chew it. I searched around and finally found a pair of chopsticks, and I didn't care about the heat, so I sat there and ate cold rice in a big gulp. When he was hungry, he felt that everything was delicious, Zhang Shaoyu was eating cold rice at this time, thinking that it was the best thing he had ever eaten in his life, and he was smirking while eating.

At this time, outside the window, a person looked at him, secretly wiping tears. In this world, there are not many women who can cry for Zhang Shaoyu, and the only one who can appear at this time is Yang Tingyao. Originally, she got up early in the morning and wanted to get some biscuits for Zhang Shaoyu, who stayed up late, and make a glass of milk. But when she took these things and came to the window of Zhang Shaoyu's bedroom, she saw her beloved man sitting in front of the computer, concentrating on creation.

She couldn't bear to disturb her, so she kept standing like that, and finally waited for him to finish, and was about to call him, but he was already sitting at the table, and ate the cold meal in a big gulp. I still eat so much, and even laugh while eating. But when I saw him like this, I really couldn't help but want to cry.

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From 2 p.m. to 5 p.m. today, the popular section of Sohu Community Literary World, "Novel World", will organize a seminar on Lao Yun's works.

Address: http://club.book./bookmain.php?b=literature&c=10&a=1328370