Chapter 332 Songs Written by Xiao Wu in the Spring Festival Gala (1)

In the joyful and auspicious singing and dancing, the four costumed hosts walked on the stage with smiles and officially opened the curtain of the Spring Festival Gala!

"It's the same old every year, what's there to see?"

The opening two programs, one is the famous singer of the older generation of the empire on stage to sing a song singing the motherland, and the other is the dance of the national ethnic festival. At this time, Cao Jing walked out of the house and stood behind Cao Yu and said angrily.

Although they say that they don't watch the Spring Festival Gala, whenever the Spring Festival Gala begins, everyone can't help but look at it twice, hoping that this year's Spring Festival Gala will be different from the past.

"Keep looking down, it's just two shows, and the excitement is always in the back. ”

Although Cao Yu still had great resentment towards Cui Yuan a few minutes ago, when the Spring Festival Gala officially began, he had already adjusted his mentality. Only a calm heart can burst out with great enthusiasm after seeing an idol appear.

At the same time, throughout the empire, there were still 10 million ants of the ant clan like Cao Yu, sitting quietly in front of the TV, quietly waiting for Xiao Wu to appear on the most influential stage of the empire for the first time.

"Someone will wrap your favorite three fresh fillings, someone will wipe your grievances for you, who gave us life, who gave us a home? ”

Cao Jing didn't forget to taunt her brother a few words while watching TV, but when the host Zhu Juan reported this song, she didn't say anything like "these are the few who sing every year", because her father, who was sitting behind her, opened his mouth and told her to be quiet.

She knew that this Han Huo was one of the few stars that her father liked.

"Your new school bag, someone will bring it to you

You fold an umbrella in the rain, someone will call you

…….”

The lyrics will not be displayed on the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, and only when it is replayed, the lyrics will be subtitled, however, before the singer sings on stage, the song information that was prepared will be typed, such as who the lyrics are, who is the singer, and who is the accompanying dancer and singer, and this information generally stays on the screen for about two seconds.

Cao Yu is not interested in singing bel canto like Han Huo, and to be honest, these songs will put them into sleep mode for programmed apes. Therefore, when Zhu Juan reported that the next singer was Han Huo, he looked away with some interest, but at this moment, his eyes swept to the song information typed on the screen, and he seemed to see the word Xiao Wu.

Unfortunately, the song information stayed on the screen for too short a time, and he was careless, so by the time he could concentrate on the screen again, the subtitles on the screen had disappeared.

Isn't it the Little Five Gods? But how could the Little Five Gods write a song for a bel canto singer? Cao Yu stared at the TV screen tightly, hoping that the TV would once again type out the information of this song. However, until Han Huo finished singing and applause rang out, he didn't see it.

"It's a good song! The lyrics are also quite simple. ”

The father, who rarely expressed his opinion, said behind Cao Yu.

"Well, it's very good! Or these good singers have the strength, you see people sing songs, it's really close to life. ”

Even his mother, who has always watched TV and doesn't express her opinions, opened her mouth to comment on this song, which made Cao Yu's heart itch even more, if this song was really written by a great god, then now he can proudly tell his family that this is written by the star he admires the most!

It's a pity that he didn't read the subtitles clearly. No, although I didn't see it clearly, I still have more than 10 million ant brothers!

He hurriedly reached for the mobile phone on the small table, but felt empty, and then remembered that the mobile phone was taken by his sister to play.

"Where's my phone?"

After Han Huo's performance, it was a sitcom, and Cao Yu didn't have the heart to watch it at all, so he turned his head and asked Cao Jing.

"In my room. I'll play for a while. You dominate the TV, I can't play with my phone for a while!"

Cao Jing rejected him unhappily, Cao Yu didn't care about her tone, and said seriously:

"Hurry up and get it back for me, I need it urgently. ”

Cao Jing was a little unhappy at first, but seeing her brother's serious eyes, she reluctantly stood up, walked back to her room, took out her mobile phone, and angrily threw it to Cao Yu.

Cao Yu didn't care about his sister's emotions at this time, he opened the buckle and went to the buckle group dedicated to the ant clan, and found that there were too many speeches in the group at the moment, so he used his mobile phone to log on to the Ant House website, and saw the answer he wanted in the discussion section specially opened for today's Spring Festival Gala.

"Everyone, pay attention, the first song written by the little five gods has come out, "Mother" sung by Han Huo, lyrics: Xiao Wu, composer: Xiao Wu. ”

Sure enough, more than 10 million pairs of eyes are staring, and there are always people who can see clearly. Sure enough, this song is really written by the Little Five Gods!

That's great!

He waved his hand vigorously, causing the little sister to mumble dissatisfied.

"That song was good, right?"

After feeling comfortable, Cao Yu didn't care about the look his sister threw at him, and patted her on the shoulder and asked.

"Does it have anything to do with you? You didn't sing it, and you didn't write it!"

Cao Jing gave her brother a roll of her eyes, and did not say good or bad. The song just now actually felt really good with her level of appreciation, and she didn't want to go against her will, so she simply didn't answer directly.

"You know, it was written by the Little Five Gods!"

Cao Yu raised his head and said proudly. That look felt two or three years younger than Cao Jing.

"Cut!"

Cao Jing couldn't continue this, so she could only give her brother a roll of the eyes again. What she likes is a four-star male singer, who is very good-looking, but her singing strength can only be said to be average. Not to mention the Spring Festival Gala of Imperial Television, even the Spring Festival Gala of the local stations below has no chance for him to come on stage. So, I can only watch my brother show off his idol.

After Han Huo sang the song "Mother", many people in the empire praised the song for being written simply and sung affectionately. However, I noticed that this song was written and composed by Xiao Wu, but there were not many of them. Zheng Wen is one of those few people.

Due to the professional sensitivity of a website editor, he always habitually pays attention to the cast and crew when watching some TV programs, just as he always habitually looks at the authors when reviewing the poems in the Chinese poetry circle.

"The lyrics and composers are all a person named Xiao Wu, and this Xiao Wu is really talented!"

Zheng Wen had heard of Xiao Wu, but because he was too busy with work, he didn't listen to Xiao Wu's songs, and every day he was exposed to things related to poetry, which made him not have much free time to listen to songs, and what he had on his computer was pure music, which allowed him to concentrate at work. As for those ballads, rock and roll, he thinks it's too noisy.

"Not only is he talented! This man is like a legend, not only singing well, but also writing novels very well! I heard that he has more than 10 million fans!"

Today, Zheng Wen's family, like thousands of other families, gathered in front of the TV to watch the annual Spring Festival Gala. Zheng Wen's wife is a middle school teacher, and she is not as monotonous and closed as Zheng Wen's job, and she always hears some popular information in the office every day. Therefore, she also knows a thing or two about Xiao Wu, a star who is popular throughout China this year.

"Oh, it's going to take a few years, right?"

"How many years? Do you know how long this person has been debuting? It's been less than a year!"

"Ahh

Although Zheng Wen doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, he knows that if he wants to have more than 10 million fans, he can't do it without a few years of accumulation. A newcomer who has debuted for less than a year can have more than 10 million fans, which is really incredible in his opinion.

"It's a bit fast, but people have that strength! Do you know how much he has now?"

"How much?"

Zheng Wen estimated in his heart, 20 million, 30 million, less than a year after his debut, he worked hard to earn 50 million a year, right?

"20 billion!

"What!"

Zheng Wen didn't care about the envy in his wife's tone, he was frightened by the figure his wife said! 20 billion! It took less than a year to earn. With so much money, even if you pick it up on the ground all day long, you will be tired and half dead!

His heart became more and more curious about this little five.