didn't care about the presence of others, Zheng Rui took care of himself and began to fill in the words.

This kind of move, in the eyes of others, is undoubtedly exaggerated. Many people are under the gaze of others, it is difficult to write, in addition to some psychological obstacles, it may also be disturbed.

Ning Jie, as a person who specializes in writing songs, admires him deeply, if it were him, he would definitely not be able to write something, worthy of Zheng Rui!

The first sentence: The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world

At a glance, it makes people feel a sense of Zen in it, full of classical flavor. Compared with what Ning Jie wrote before, how can the grade be one level higher?

Qiu Fu, a person who can't write songs, thinks it's wonderful when he sees it.

He secretly raised his thumb, this is the intentional filling of words, no wonder Wang Zhijian supported Zheng Rui all the way and admired his filling of words incomparably. The guy surnamed Xiao was still ashamed, saying that the cultural level of the people was low.

Is this a word that a high school student can fill in?

Appreciation is appreciation, everyone is angry, for fear of disturbing Zheng Rui's train of thought. Some words may be a clever hand, and they have a flash of inspiration, so many people don't like to be present when they write songs.

In the second sentence, Zheng Rui simply sang along with the previous composition beat:

"The dream is cold, and there are a few love debts for a lifetime"

This almost couplet-like sentence made Guo Huilian a little distracted, what does it mean to be at her fingertips? She felt that this was the case now.

As a singer, she knows that a song is not easy to come by and is not easy to create.

Recalling the story that Zheng Rui told just now, it just echoes. The dream is cold, and a cold word is really good to use. There are a few love debts, which are described as "this", which makes people cry out for the case.

Zheng Rui paused, as if thinking.

Qiu Fu and the others didn't even dare to move, looking at Zheng Rui as if no one was around.

Then, Zheng Rui wrote two more sentences on the paper:

Such as you default to life and death, etc

Waiting for the rings of the year

Seeing "life and death", everyone present widened their eyes, and they were all impressed by Zheng Rui's ability to choose words and make sentences. Each of these sentences is so beautiful.

Zheng Rui relaxed, looked up and saw the expressions of the others, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so nervous? ”

It's a bit annoying and a bit pretentious.

Feel free to experiment?

It's so good to try it at will, so what do others say?

No matter what, Ning Jie worshipped it.

"It's so well written, even an outsider like me feels wonderful. Qiu Fu applauded.

Zheng Rui can't help but pretend, he can't write it down in one breath, right? That would seem even more monster to others, so he still had to pretend.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you put down the pen, the rest will be much easier, just go with it. Zheng Rui said with a smile.

After speaking, he began to write again, and he wrote several sentences at a time, just like the previous ones, in the same format:

The Futu Pagoda broke several layers and broke someone's soul

The pain went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed

Let me wait for history to turn around

Waiting for the wine to be mellow and waiting for you to play a guzheng

Ning Jie said secretly: This is the style of China, and between the words and sentences, the classical elements of China are highlighted. recalled what Zheng Rui said to him earlier, asking him to learn more about the allusions and culture of Huaguo.

This is accumulation, and without accumulation, it is impossible to achieve Zheng Rui's level.

Other people's words are all repaired and changed, but he does it in one go, and his writing is like a god, and his skills and heritage are envied by others.

Zheng Rui frowned slightly, and then made a reflection. After a while, he waved his pen again:

The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled gates are entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

This part, according to the composition, is read and sung at the end of the song. Actually, it's also a chorus.

"You try to sing these words, and see if it goes well. Zheng Rui said to Ning Jie.

When Ning Jie heard this, he no longer twisted, recalled the rhythm of this part, and began to read and sing. The first time it was a little rusty, but after a few more attempts, it became more and more smooth.

Don't rap, even the reading is a little unclear.

And Qiu Fu's eyes were slightly bright, and in the reading and singing part, this kid really sang a little taste, which was unique.

"Well, that's pretty good! If you practice it again in the future, I feel that you have a lot of potential for singing." Zheng Rui said to Ning Jie.

Qiu Fu and the others could see from the beginning that Zheng Rui was optimistic about Ning Jie. Perhaps, the company really wants to invest more in this Ning Jie.

Below, Zheng Rui wrote and stopped, and it took about half an hour to fill in the lyrics of the whole song.

Looking at it again, the content is not only beautiful, but also of high quality, and much richer. The powerful creator is really terrifying. Who would have thought that this song would be done in half an hour?

Zheng Rui loosened his muscles and put down the pen: "If you are not satisfied, you can revise it yourself." ”

Qiu Fu and the others hurriedly waved their hands: "That's good, that's good!"

What are you kidding? This needs to be changed? Who will change it? Who has the ability to write better than this?

Subsequently, Zheng Rui pointed out some composition problems and completely modified it into the song obtained by the chat group.

"Let's call it "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold"!" Zheng Rui handed the revised song score to Ning Jie.

Ning Jie spared no effort, and he was a little embarrassed for a while. The lyrics were completely completed by Zheng Rui, and the composition was also modified to a certain extent. So, whose name is this composer written?

Zheng Rui seemed to see his entanglement, and said with a smile: "Fill in the words, you can write my name." Composition there, I just clicked, don't care. ”

"Let's fill in two names!" Qiu Fu suggested.

Zheng Rui waved his hand: "There's no need, most of them were made by him." If you fill in my name, others will subconsciously think that it is my credit and it will be unfair to him. That's it! No need to argue. ”

To be honest, he doesn't care about being so famous, it is better to give Ning Jie a guarantee.

"Atmosphere!" Qiu Fu patted his ass.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Zheng Rui was tired, and Guo Huilian took Zheng Rui to rest.

After Zheng Rui left, Qiu Fu said to Ning Jie in a harmonious voice: "Practice this song first, and I will ask the legal department to give you a new contract later, it is temporary, don't live up to Brother Rui's expectations of you." You might as well give half of the proceeds of this song to Brother Rui, which will be good for you in the future. ”

After Zheng Rui finished filling in the lyrics, everyone could judge that this song would definitely be popular.

Therefore, Qiu Fu was also ready to let people plan something about Ning Mingdao.

Zheng Rui didn't mention money, but they couldn't treat it as if there was no such thing, they had to be able to behave. Otherwise, how will we interact next time?

Half of the income, Ning Jie didn't think about that kind of thing for the time being, and it didn't matter.

As long as you are really popular, you can still make a lot of money. He was very happy that Zheng Rui gave him this opportunity to be reborn. If he is fired this time, his musical dreams will be shattered.

Before that, the family told him that if he failed, stop daydreaming, find a job as a waiter, and start a family. is only his mother, who is secretly still supporting him.

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Qiu, I will work hard. ”