Chapter Seventy-Five: Hokkien Song

Although Liu Tianwang doesn't necessarily have to be Zheng Rui's songs, after all, at his level, one or two songs are just icing on the cake, but who doesn't like good songs?

"Oh, what kind of special method?" Liu Tianwang was stunned for a moment.

Zheng Rui asked: "I heard that Brother Le's ancestral home is from southern Fujian? I have been there before, and I found that the language there is quite interesting, does Brother Le speak Hokkien?"

In this way, everyone can guess that it is probably a Hokkien song.

In China, in addition to Chinese songs, the most famous is Cantonese songs, which are the most widely circulated and richest, especially Cantonese songs, which were once brilliant and popular throughout Asia.

In other languages in China, it is not that there are no songs, but there are still very few, and the famous ones are even rarer. Like Hokkien language, that is, it exists in a small area in the southern Hokkien region and Taiwan Island.

Liu Tianwang smiled, not caring that it was a song that was just a niche language. In any case, it is also someone's heart.

"A little, but not proficient. The so-called ancestral home actually dates back to my grandfather's generation, and my father has been coming out. I myself, that is, I go back once a year on the Qingming Festival. ”

After speaking, his eyes looked at Guo Huilian: "If you want to speak Hokkien, she is more proficient than me." ”

"Brother Le, are you going to give me a good song?" Guo Huilian suddenly laughed and teased.

There are almost no famous Hokkien songs, and those that can be sung all over the country have not been found, so everyone actually doesn't pay so much attention to this song.

Of course, if it is really a good song, it can be adapted back to Chinese and Cantonese, which is not a difficult thing.

Liu Tianwang waved his hand, and what was written for him by someone else, he transferred it to a second person, what is this? Do you look down on other people's songs? It's very rude! Even if it's a song in a niche language.

"If you want Hokkien songs, just talk to Xiao Zheng, don't beat me. ”

Zheng Rui spread his hands: "Why don't you listen to it first, and any of you who thinks it's suitable can sing! ”

"With you?" Du Shaodan's eyes lit up.

"A lot of my songs are on my phone. ”

When Liu Tianwang heard this, he reminded: "Don't do this in the future, especially new songs, if you lose your mobile phone, it is useless to report the loss." ”

Zheng Rui turned on his phone, flipped to a song, and clicked on it to play.

This is another classic and beautiful niche language song he has included in the chat group, and he thinks it will definitely be widely sung.

When the music started, everyone in the audience was calm and calm, and the sound of breathing became quieter.

Judging by the accompaniment, there is a shadow of rock 'n' roll. And as soon as the lyrics came out, Liu Tianwang, who knew Hokkien, and Guo Huilian, immediately had their heartbeats faster.

This is an inspirational song, and every line reveals the philosophy of life.

Others couldn't understand the lyrics, but the melody was still Zheng Rui's style, as cheerful as ever, and it was comfortable to listen to.

After singing the whole song, Guo Huilian said on the spot: "Brother Le, let me give this song to my little sister!"

Liu Tianwang hurriedly shook his head: "No! No! No, don't make up your mind, why do you ask me if you don't ask for it?"

Before he could finish the song, he decided to take it down and sing it himself. It's even more remarkable to sing a song in a niche language across the country.

He turned his head to Zheng Rui and said, "Xiao Zheng, I want this song." Don't say much politely, just like Afei's song!"

What he meant, Zheng Rui understood, was a million pen fees, plus 20% of the electronic music share.

Zheng Rui saw that Liu Tianwang attached great importance to this song, and nodded: "Yes, I will send it to you later." ”

Liu Tianwang is also glad that Zheng Rui is not too familiar with Hokkien, and he can hear from the singing just now that it is indeed not very pure. Otherwise, I'm afraid people will keep it for themselves.

He decided that the song would be left for the final final. That way, there is plenty of time to practice songs. With this song, he thinks he can justifiably win the title of king of singers.

"Actually, I can also learn Hokkien. Du Shaodan muttered.

After speaking, he was glared at by Liu Tianwang: You guys, dare to make a bad idea?

Guo Huilian knew that this song fell into Liu Tianwang's pocket, and she had no hope. In fact, everyone can understand that the song just now is best sung by a male singer, not that Zheng Rui looks down on her, or stammers Liu Tianwang.

Seeing Guo Huilian looking over, Zheng Rui smiled bitterly: "Minnan songs are more difficult to write. ”

"I don't have to be a Minnan song! I'm not a picky eater!" Guo Huilian shamelessly sold cute.

"Well, I'll let you know as soon as I have the right one for you. Zheng Rui made a promise without pressure.

It's hard to say anything else, but he shouldn't be short of songs, after all, he has the music resources of another world, and he will definitely not be able to finish singing, and all of those here are his potential customers.

"That's it!" Guo Huilian said happily.

At the same time, my heart is also full of pity, if only she got the song just now. Hokkien is also her hometown dialect, and it is more intimate to sing.

Du Shaoshan made up his mind that he would bother Zheng Rui's eldest brother more in the future. If you don't hold such thick thighs, you are simply mentally retarded! Especially if you want to learn to compose music and lyrics from Zheng Rui.

……

What Zheng Rui was worried about finally happened, some people really dared to say anything in order to rub the topic, gain popularity, and become famous.

A professional troll criticized the song Niuniu sang, picking bones in the egg, from the lyrics to the singing skills, he was sprayed useless, and even because Niuniu's two little tiger teeth were also said to have lost the country's body, I advise not to sing about the motherland in the future.

This kind of person, in order to earn popularity, doesn't matter who you are, no matter what is right or wrong.

As long as they can win attention, as long as they attract the firepower of netizens, even if they are sprayed into a hornet's nest, they are not afraid, and even more happy.

Han Cong hid in his room and rubbed his hands together excitedly.

What was published this time, for him, earned both popularity and money. Someone offered 200,000 yuan to ask him to write these things, the more ruthless the better.

Spraying a song or a singer is really commonplace for professional trolls like them, and it's not a difficult thing. If you don't make money, you are a big fool.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as his post went out, it became a hot search.

This time, he's really going to be famous. He didn't care about being reminded of him, so he quickly dived after posting, and didn't say anything.

Seeing the soaring popularity, he really couldn't stand the temptation, rolled up his sleeves, and desperately sprayed back those who sprayed him. On spraying people, who has he been afraid of?

I used to try my best to be popular, but I couldn't get popular, but I didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly.

His space was on fire, and hundreds of messages were refreshed almost every second, all of which were greeting his ancestors for eighteen generations. But he didn't care, his ancestors had already died cleanly, could he still crawl out of the coffin?