Chapter 115: Fairy
Guo Qiulan asked in surprise: "Hey, Wen Tian, why do you suddenly lose your self-confidence? Just now I said that you can rush more than 20 places a day, and now you have occupied the third place, but you are afraid of being surpassed by others." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info…… , don't worry, your song data is rising much faster than Liu Yang's "Kunlun Mountain" and Hua Keke's "Running to the Sun", and if they can't catch up, the gap will only widen. ”
Meng Wentian said: "That's good. …… By the way, is there anything else calling me up?"
Guo Qiulan said: "Yes. If you don't read the textbook today, can we sing and play the guitar together?"
Meng Wentian nodded and said, "Okay." Then play the guitar. I just have a new song, I'm going to play it to you......"
He didn't know if Tianji Media would release an album for Zhou Yan immediately, and he didn't know if they would release a single album or an ordinary album, so he wanted to "create" a few more songs for backup, so that he wouldn't be able to get them out for a while when Tianji Media asked him to invite songs. Now that he has learned the guitar, he can try to compose music after he has some knowledge of music theory.
The composition may not be as good as Yao Xiaoyan, but the general direction is fine, and if there is a problem, it is only some details, and Yao Xiaoyan will check it when the time comes.
"Ah——, you have a new song, great!" Guo Qiulan was overjoyed, jumped up from the chair, slammed into his arms, and said excitedly, "Wen Tian, sing to me, sing while playing!"
She hung her body around his neck again with her two arms and kissed him on the face for the first time.
Meng Wentian said with a smile: "Boss, how can you be like this? Don't you know that I am a man with strong blood? Like a little goblin, how can I hold such a hot body?"
Guo Qiulan also said with a sad face: "Wen Tian, what should I do? I'm so scared." You're so good, you're so good, you're already the biggest hero in my mind, and I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you despite the age gap between you and me. …… You say, what can I do, what can I do? Girls just worship heroes, love heroes, okay?"
Meng Wentian asked depressedly and against his will: "You are my sister, you are responsible for our future." ”
Guo Qiulan snorted and said: "I really hate myself for being born a few years earlier than you in the past two days, and I hate why I know you, and sometimes I want to just ignore it, as long as I am with you, even if I burn myself to ashes, I don't care." ”
Meng Wentian deliberately smiled in a relaxed tone and said, "Your literary and artistic level is really high." You can casually say touching love prose. …… Alright, come down, let's sing. ”
"A Fire in Winter" has long been in his mind, he can open his mouth to come, but he can't play it with the guitar immediately.
By the time Guo Qiulan slipped off him to get the guitar, Meng Wentian had already sung "A Fire in Winter". This song, which became popular all over the country almost overnight on the earth, moved Guo Qiulan at once, although it was a cappella, Guo Qiulan was drunk when she heard it, and little stars appeared in her eyes when she looked at Meng Wentian.
She sank completely.
Next, when the two were composing, playing, and singing, the two couldn't help but hug each other, touch their arms, and at most she kissed his face, but Meng Wentian controlled it very well and did not make further movements.
Through the efforts of the two, they composed the tune for the song and learned to play and sing the song.
Meng Wentian found that Guo Qiulan's music theory knowledge level was slightly lower than Yao Xiaoyan's, and when she and the music she composed with him were played and sung, there were some discrepancies with Meng Wentian's memories from the earth in his previous life, and they still needed to be slowly revised and improved.
Originally, he still wanted to "create" a song, but in the end he still didn't create it, and he was going to let Yao Xiaoyan participate in it. He didn't want to be too behaving in front of Guo Qiulan: creating a song was enough to defy the sky, and he couldn't create too much.
It's 100 percent plagiarism, but she doesn't know it.
When the time passed eleven o'clock in the evening, Guo Qiulan, who had been excited, also felt a little tired, and her fingers playing the guitar were a little weak.
Seeing her tired appearance, Meng Wentian smiled and said, "Okay, that's the end of today's singing." ”
She twisted her waist, shook her hand, and said, "I'm really tired." …… But I'm happy, really happy. I'm sure this song you wrote will also become popular. Hehe, the thought that I also participated in the creation of this song makes my heart almost fly. Speaking of this, she suddenly said, "By the way, I haven't seen the ranking of your song for a long time, I have to take a look." Come on, let's watch it together, shall we?"
Meng Wentian hung the guitar on the wall and said, "Just a leaderboard, just sweep it at a glance, what else do you want to watch together?"
"No, I want it. Guo Qiulan's eyes were like silk, she opened her arms, greeted Meng Wentian, and said, "You hold me, I want to sit on your lap and watch." …… , you say, has "The Most Dazzling National Style" risen another rank?"
Meng Wentian looked at the coquettish woman in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled, he picked her up horizontally with both hands, put her on his chest, and then sat on the chair in front of the computer, and said, "Almost." Even if it doesn't move up one place, the gap with second place should be narrowed a lot. ”
She snuggled in his arms like a kitten, closed her eyes, and said softly: "Wentian, I'm really excited, satisfied, and happy now." I just want to just fall asleep and have a good dream. ”
Move the mouse, the computer screen that has not been turned off exits the screensaver program, the weekly ranking list of natural golden songs on demand just now is still hanging there, the data has not changed, and "The Most Dazzling National Style" is still the third place.
Meng Wentian pressed the refresh button of the page with the mouse, waited for a while, and the data was refreshed.
First place, "Green Trees, Green Grass and Little Stream", Tan Yanyan, 9175 times.
Second place, "Parrot", Qin Huaiyue, 8027 times.
third place, "The Most Dazzling National Style", Zhou Yan, Yuan Hui, 6994 times.
Fourth place, "Running to the Sun", Flower Cocoa, 5743 times.
Fifth place, "Kunlun Mountain", Liu Yang, 5711 times.
……
The top five on the list are still these five songs, and "The Most Dazzling National Style" is still third, but Liu Yang's "Kunlun Mountain" fell from fourth place two hours ago to fifth place, and Hua Keke's "Running Against the Sun" has been promoted from fifth to fourth place, but the gap between the two is still very tight, only a few dozen times.
Although the ranking of "The Most Dazzling National Style" has not changed, the gap with the second place has narrowed from more than 2,100 votes to more than 1,000 votes, and the gap with the fourth place has widened from a mere nine votes to more than 1,200 votes!
It shows that the speed of this song is not slowing down, compared to other songs, it is accelerating!
"Wow!" Guo Qiulan said excitedly, "Wentian, believe it or not, it may run to the first place before twelve o'clock today." It is only 2,100 votes away from the first place!"
Meng Wentian shook his head and said, "There is only more than an hour left today. It is possible to catch up with the second place, and it is impossible to surpass "Green Trees, Green Grass and Little Stream", and it is too late. Tomorrow, tomorrow will definitely work. ”
Guo Qiulan said: "Yes, I believe it can." Because...... Because it's a song you wrote, I believe in you the most, you're the best!" she said, raising her head and her mouth "popping" on his chin.
Meng Wentian patted her back lightly and said with a smile: "Little goblin, then you need to cast demon spells." With that, he stood up, gently placed her in the chair, and said, "All right." I have to go down, and you should rest and sleep. ”
Originally, she wanted to be coquettish and asked him to carry her to the bed, but she remembered that it was too risky, not to mention that it might stimulate his animal nature, and she was more likely to be unable to control it and would absurdly hand over her body. Although she was a little expectant, she was scared.
She had no choice but to reluctantly nodded: "Okay." You also go to bed early. ”