Chapter Ninety-Four: Write If You Want to Write

"What kind of song is this, it sounds really good, but the accompaniment is a little weak. ”

"It's really good to sing, hey, and the part that says, this thing is actually a hip-hop song. ”

"I never listened to hip-hop before, but this song subverted my outlook on life, and I have become a fan of hip-hop ever since. ”

"What's wrong today, just popping out and singing so well alone, it's really unreasonable, is it a feeling when you get on the stage, labor and management also have to go up, labor and management don't sit in the audience as an audience. ”

Jin Yunyan was cheering for Su Fan in the cheering room of relatives and friends at this time, standing on the left with a small cigarette and a small whisper on the right, although she knew Su Fan, she had never heard him sing.

I didn't expect him to be so professional in singing in addition to writing lyrics and choreography, I don't know if this song is also his own original.

As for Xiaoyan and Xiaoyu, the two of them often follow Liu Yunbing and Su Fan to perform in bars, and they know Su Fan better, in the Ice and Fire Band at that time, Sun Fei's rap, Su Fan's voice, and Shen Ke's stage performance all have their own style.

Zhao Xiaoxiao, as a staff member of the cheering room for relatives and friends, actually forgot to encourage Jin Yunyan and the three people who came to cheer for Su Fan at this time, she looked at the display screen hanging on the wall, and the display screen was Su Fan singing.

She likes to listen to Su Fan's singing, she has been silently listening to his singing and drinking wine in the bar two years ago, and now two years have passed in a flash, and she can't help but be in a daze when she hears him singing.

At this time, Su Fan sang for more than three minutes, and a song is generally only about four minutes, and Jay Chou still didn't tap the button in front of him.

The director of the new song couldn't sit still, the rhythm of his hand slapping the chair was obviously accelerated, he was very anxious, he didn't know what his mentor Jay Chou was thinking in his heart, he was very worried, he took out his mobile phone.

It was the voice he wanted, but he didn't know if it was the voice his mentor wanted.

The twelve-member team of Liu Tianhuan, Na Yaoying and Chen Yixun was full, but at this time, the three of them looked at Su Fan on the stage, and their eyes were shining.

The contestant on the stage just chose an ordinary DJ accompaniment, but he can sing so well, even the speaking part is better than most rappers.

There are really not many people who can sing rap songs to such a level in the Chinese national music scene, and if the people in their own team are dissatisfied, they will rob people of nothing.

Jay Chou doesn't know what he's thinking about.

Just as the other three mentors were complaining in their hearts, and the director of the new song was in a hurry, they only heard a snap, and the mentor Jay Chou finally pressed the button and rushed down.

When Jay Chou rushed down, Su Fan's song Don't Guess had already come to an end, if it was pressed ten seconds later, then Su Fan would probably have to say goodbye to the new song.

Or maybe the new song said goodbye to Su Fan.

The accompaniment ended, the singing stopped, and Su Fan stood on the stage.

Jay Chou rushed down and sat down with the other three mentors.

"You're scary, you know, you can stand such a good song until you rush down when you're about to finish it. Na Yaoying said.

"If you don't rush down, I have to think about whether to talk to the director and expand my team to thirteen people, I really need this voice. Chen Yixun said.

"I listened for half a minute and knew that his voice was the best of the night. Liu Tianhuan said.

Hearing the words of the three of them, Jay Chou said with a smile: "Ha, I deliberately didn't rush down, I just want to see what the three of you old things are thinking, and the director, what are you secretly texting me for, can I let go of such a good voice." ”

When Su Fan heard the words of his mentor Jay Chou, he couldn't help but sweat in his heart.

"Tell us about yourself. A mentor asked.

"My name is Su Fan, I am a junior at the Yenching Conservatory of Music, I am about to go to the fourth year, and I have been a singer in a bar for almost two years, in fact, I didn't plan to sing on this stage this time, because my identity is just to cheer for my friends who participate in the new singing, and my friend said that I have to try anything on stage, so I came. Su Fan said.

"So, you were forced by your friend to stage a new song. Mentor Na Yaoying said.

"Well, sort of. Su Fan said.

Hearing Su Fan's answer, all the people on and off the stage couldn't help but complain, Nima, your friend is not an ordinary person, he forced you onto the stage, you turned around and gave him a long face, and let the tutor press the button to rush down for you.

Do you know how many people's dreams are easily realized by a person who doesn't want to be on stage.

"This person can't be compared with people, and people can be angry when compared with people. ”

"Some people saw a small ditch in front of them and couldn't jump over it for several years, while some people, holding grass, were kicked in the ass and flew over. ”

Jay Chou also complained in his heart, and he asked Su Fan: "I haven't heard this song before, is it your own original." ”

"Well, I wrote it myself, I wrote it last month, when the round moon was in the treetops outside the window, looking at the moon I was drinking and thinking, what is above the moon, and when I finished drinking five bottles of beer, I had the urge to write a song, so this song "Don't Guess" came out. Su Fan said lightly, his tone of voice at this time was too calm.

The instructors on the stage, the audience under the stage, and the many contestants in the hall were very depressed at this time, and after five bottles of beer, such a good song came out.

Many people present have almost thousands of bottles of beer in their stomachs in recent years, and in addition to Xiang, there really doesn't seem to be a song coming out, so you have to ask what brand of wine he is drinking.

What kind of wine is this man drinking, such a god?

"Su Fan, what brand do you usually drink?" Chen Yixun asked curiously, the mentor Chen Yixun felt that he didn't have to say anything when he sang, he sang very well, but he couldn't do it in terms of originality, and when he heard that Su Fan could write a song with a little wine, he couldn't help but ask him.

"Eh, what are you talking about?" Su Fan said.

"Ahem, this song is really well written, you are good at creation, I want to ask, have you written any other songs, write them yourself. Jay Chou asked.

"I've written one and sung it for others, but I'm going to write a few more and sing it on the stage of a new song. Su Fan said that the song he sang for others was actually the one written for the Yanyu group.

The four mentors couldn't help but sweat when they heard this, this person plans to write and sing now, and he has to write several songs, and now when to write songs is so casual, which songwriter can't create a song after many days of repeated scrutiny.

And this one on the stage, the tone of his speech is very relaxed, as if writing a song is as easy as peeing, he can pee if he wants to, and he can pee if he wants to pee, he doesn't think about the original too simple.