To be honest, Hu Lei is really not sure if the water in this guy's head has dried. Although the name of the newcomer Wang in the Yanhuang music scene sounds quite bullish, but ...... I covered myself like a wolf grandmother at him, this brain is enough to choke, how can a normal person do this.

"Pour the honey out of your head, boy. ”

This guy's counterattack routine is the same as that of Yimao more than ten years ago, which is nothing more than sarcasm Hu Lei didn't know how to hide when he saw the hornet's nest flying over. But Hu Lei was not angry about this, he thought that he was just caught off guard, and it was better than someone who hung himself on a tree and was swung by a nest of wasps.

"Hey, hey, I said you two turtle grandchildren......"

Well, needless to say, just listening to the voice, you know that the drunkard uncle can't stand it.

"This kind of plot of ten generations of resentment will be played in another place for Lao Tzu, be careful that Lao Tzu spits on your face. ”

Hu Lei and Murong Hanqiu looked at each other, and then realized that the two of them were still in a state of hugging each other tightly at this time. The faces of the two changed greatly at the same time, and they pushed each other away vigorously, and they vomited at the same time with a tacit understanding.

Lu Thirty smiled and approached the drunkard and squeezed him with his shoulder, "Don't say it, these two boys are really a good match." ”

Hu Lei and Murong Hanqiu knew each other, and they seemed to have a good relationship, which made him feel very good. Although when he contacted Murong Hanqiu, he said that it was just an audition, which did not mean that it was finalized. But if Murong Hanqiu has a grudge and wants to do something, it is still quite troublesome, although this kid has not debuted for a long time, but the number of fans is counted in the tens of millions.

At the moment, this trouble is obviously gone, not to mention, Hu Lei, this kid is really a lucky general!

Lu Thirty was quite interested, but the drunkard obviously did not have this kind of interest, "Who is that ......", he pointed to Hu Lei.

Hu Lei was in a cold sweat, how bad your memory is, you forgot to bring your brain out of the wine vat last night. He introduced himself again, "My name is Hu Lei. ”

"That's right, if you have any serious business, roll over here. Then he pointed at Murong Hanqiu, "That dog leftover, you slip out of here, there's nothing wrong with you here!"

Hu Lei was speechless, you remember the name of the dog leftovers quickly.

Murong Hanqiu was also in pain, he glanced at Hu Lei resentfully, and then changed into a hippie smile, "Don't mind, senior drunkard, I'm not an outsider, just let me hear it." ”

After discovering that the person who replaced him was his own hair, Murong Hanqiu didn't have any negative emotions in his heart. But curiosity is involuntarily crazy, which of the little children in the village was not "good at singing and dancing", and they sang and danced wildly in the village to find a sense of existence, and they all thought they were big stars.

Hu Lei glanced at Murong Hanqiu and said helpfully, "That's it, let him listen, it's really not an outsider." ”

The drunkard glared directly, "What's the matter, you think you have a big face?"

This Nima really can't chat, and when he was asked such a rhetorical question, Hu Lei was directly dumbfounded.

"Just let Murong stay and listen, this matter does have something to do with him. Lu Thirty also helped. He is not a drunkard who can catch and scold anyone, and he can not give face to anyone. It's not a big deal, so there's no need to make people unable to get off the stage. And Lu Thirty also made up his mind to convince Murong Hanqiu through Hu Lei's singing.

The drunkard glanced at Lu Thirty and nodded, "Since Lu Thirty is not afraid of leaking secrets, then you can stay." ”

Hearing that the drunkard was relieved, Murong Hanqiu was very happy, "Drunkard senior, Director Lu, don't worry, my biggest advantage is that I have a strict mouth, when I was a child, others called me a little expert in guarding secrets, and I can't pry open the safe! ”

The corners of Hu Lei's mouth twitched, God is such a little expert, if you let this kid know, it won't take two hours for the next village to know everything.

The drunkard obviously didn't believe it, he didn't bother to deal with Murong Hanqiu, and pointed to the gray cloak again, "The dog leftovers can stay, you get out of here for me." ”

"I'm ......", the gray cloak looked at Murong Hanqiu as if asking for help, "Big cousin......"

"Then you can wait outside. ”

Yes, the gray cloak was directly given up by Murong Hanqiu.

Hu Lei approached Murong Hanqiu, nudged him gently, and said in a low voice, "Have you noticed that Director Lu's words seem to be particularly good for drunkards." ”

"I found out too. Murong Hanqiu nodded, "People in the circle say they ......"

"What's wrong with them?", Hu Lei's curiosity was aroused.

However......

"What's that nonsense, roll over here, is there anything serious!"

Hu Lei was in a cold sweat, and he couldn't care about the gossip anymore, so he hurriedly trotted over.

"We've all heard what you just sang. When it comes to work, the drunkard's expression is a lot calmer, "The second singing is indeed much better than the first time because of the guitar bonus." ”

As soon as the drunkard said this, everyone else was stunned, when did he learn to praise people, it must have been opened in the wrong way.

However, then the drunkard changed his words, "But I still have to say, what the hell are you singing about!"

Although Hu Lei was very embarrassed, Lu Thirty and Murong Hanqiu invariably breathed a sigh of relief, the drunkard was still the drunkard, the original recipe was the original taste.

"If you can only sing at this level in the end, I would suggest that Lu Shu find a leftover dog to sing again. ”

Although it was praised, Mu Rang Hanqiu felt that the name was still very painful.

Lu 30 was puzzled, "I think Brother Hu sang very well just now, what do you think is wrong?"

Hu Lei also looked puzzled, to be honest, he really wanted to play this time, he couldn't stand being scolded like this, and the master was not a yo-yo. What's more, he also knows that his catties are not professional, and the second time he sings is already extraordinary. If it still doesn't work, you have to pick a picker and leave.

The drunkard's brow furrowed, "What do you think the dog sang wrong before?"

Hey, that's that......

If it weren't for the fact that he was familiar with the temperament of a drunkard, Lu Thirty almost thought that he was here to help Murong Hanqiu get angry.

Lu Thirty couldn't help but think seriously, how to say it, it's just a feeling. But he felt that if he said in front of Murong Hanqiu that he felt that this kind of mysterious thing had been eliminated, then this kid would not be able to hold a grudge against himself.

While he was still thinking about the words, the drunkard spoke first, "I think every good song should be a good story." And the singer is the storyteller......"

As soon as these words came out, the three people present were attracted to him.

"This song "Shuzhong" is very well written, and in my opinion it is a great story. But ......"

"It's not a story that anyone can tell. He looked at Murong Hanqiu, "And you, although you can also tell it, I'm sorry, to my ears, the story you told is just hearsay, and it doesn't melt into your own feelings, just like reading a text from a book." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it. Lu Thirty was very happy, and the drunkard perfectly expressed his thoughts when he heard Murong Hanqiu sing.

And Murong Hanqiu fell into deep thought, did he integrate into his feelings? How could it be, as an excellent singer, this is the most basic!

"Feelings, not the same as emotions. The drunkard looked at him deeply and said something more unexpectedly.

Murong Hanqiu was shocked on the spot.

Hu Lei was also muttering. When you sing it yourself, you obviously have feelings!

The drunkard looked at Hu Lei at this time, "And you, in terms of emotional intake, are better than Murong Hanqiu." But the strong is limited, if that's the case, I would indeed recommend using Murong Hanqiu, after all, he is more professional than you and more popular than you. ”

Hu Lei nodded in understanding. At the same level, it must be better to use Murong Hanqiu, who has its own traffic.

The drunkard continued, "Actually, you give me a very strange feeling. It's not that you don't have feelings when you sing this song, but your feelings don't seem to be in the song itself. What the hell were you thinking?"

What do you think? Hu Lei pondered, as if he was experiencing all kinds of things in a dream......

"In my more than 20 years of experience in the music industry, this is definitely a rare good song. Although the lyrics are bland, the emotions in the song are so strong that they are difficult to describe. This song should be the author's time box for preserving these emotions, and every touch, every time he sings, it should be like opening up the old time. ”

"However, I didn't find that feeling in your singing, it's very disappointing. So ......", the drunkard's eyes were a little dazzling, "are you really the original author of this song?"