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Yang Tianhuo's third appearance, theme: love, bits and pieces between the two, original.

Zhang Xingwang's eighth appearance, theme: rock music, no specific requirements.

Willow......

Yang Tianhuo looked at the topic on the screen thoughtfully, without a trace of worry on his face, on the contrary, with a confident smile.

Except for Yang Tianhuo, the rest of the people were relieved that the topic requirements were relatively simple, and then they secretly looked at Su Zimo and Yang Tianhuo, who had to ask for original songs.

Zhang Xingyu looked at the screen indifferently, looking at it that was very different from the style he often sang, and there was no superfluous expression on his face.

The game is so cruel and unfair, some people don't need to be original, some people do, but this is operated by the computer background, so no one says anything, even if there is, there is no one, because the field is like a battlefield, there is no fair and unfair, some are just victories and defeats.

"Okay, everyone's theme has been set, and the game is about to start," Xie Fengxing said holding up the microphone

"For the first contestant who has been drawn, don't panic for the time being, since you and the No. 3 contestant are drawing original songs, then the next half hour will be your creative time" Ling Fei took over the words and said slowly in a pleasant voice, seeing Su Zimo looking at himself, he couldn't help but smile playfully, which made many people's hearts move, as if they had found the taste of first love many years ago, although they were a little worried about whether Su Zimo could make such a song within half an hour, but there was no trace on his pretty face.

Su Zimo smiled confidently, he felt indifferent to this half an hour, it was difficult to write a good song in half an hour, but he was different, and the cultural heritage of the previous life gave him full confidence.

"Okay, in the next time, please retreat to the backstage and go to the small room we have prepared to create" Ling Fei's white arm pointed to the backstage and motioned for the two to walk in.

Su Zimo and Yang Tianhuo glanced at each other, both smiled faintly, and then walked towards the backstage under everyone's gaze.

As soon as the two arrived backstage, an employee with a work card around his neck came over and said politely, "You two, please come with me, I'll take you two to a small space"

Su Zimo and the two nodded, and walked in a certain direction with the pace of the staff.

After a while, the group of three people came to a corner and said to the two of them, "Okay, you two, please go inside to create, there is paper and pen ready inside."

Su Zimo nodded, smiled at Yang Tianhuo and said Come on, he took the lead and walked into one of the rooms, only to see that there was a small space in it, and there was nothing else in the middle except for a table, so he walked over and sat down.

Picked up the ballpoint pen on the table, turned it in his hand, and thought about what to write in his heart, not only to have more than four place names, but also to be emotionally sad in this aspect, a little tangled, in the end which one is better.

Su Zimo pondered, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a monitor hanging on the wall, and was slightly stunned, then raised his hand to say hello, and said softly, "Hello everyone"

The big screen on the stage played all this, but what everyone saw was that Su Zimo opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and they all spoke out and talked curiously

"I finally found out, the moment I looked up, I was handsome"

"But what the hell he's talking about, I'm a little curious"

"According to my experience in the industry for more than ten years, he should say hello everyone, I love you, am I handsome, what to do, these words are very simple"

"I've been in the industry for more than ten years, and I'm still talking to you about these few words."

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, I'm upset when I make noise"

“........”

The cameraman shifted the camera to the audience and recorded the noisy scene completely.

Liu Quanhong looked at the photographer beside him, nodded without a trace, and a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

A qualified photographer must know how to grasp the fleeting picture in front of him, not to mention anything else.

Sometimes such a short period of time can make a photographer famous in this circle.

Immediately afterwards, a video popped up on the big screen again, that is, in the space where Yang Tianhuo was, like Su Zimo, he was in deep thought.

After about a few minutes, Yang Tianhuo's face was happy, and then he picked up the ballpoint pen on the table and wrote quickly.

The camera zooms in and sees that it has left crooked lines and music scores on the pure white paper.

"Is this a musical notation? It's ugly."

"Crooked, well, it seems that art is taught by a physical education teacher"

"I don't understand, this is drawn."

"It's not that people in the industry naturally don't understand, haha, you buns"

"You know you, then you say"

"Just that's it"

"Why should I explain it to you?"

"I don't think you understand, what are you pretending, believe it or not, wait for me to go out, I'll cut you?"

"Uh......."

Seeing Yang Tianhuo's picture, many people let out a sigh of amusement, looking at the distorted font on it and talking out loud.

Ling Fei was holding the microphone in her hand, and her beautiful eyes kept staring at Su Zimo on the left, seeing that he was still pondering, she bit her seductive lip, and there was an invisible trace of worry on her little face.

This scene was clearly seen by Xie Fengxing on the side, picked up the microphone and looked at the picture on the screen and made a ridiculous voice, "It seems that our No. 1 player seems to have encountered a problem, and he is a little at a loss."

Ling Fei frowned slightly, and began to get a little tired of the other party in her heart.

"What's going on? Why can't I write it?"

"It's just a flash in the pan before, and now Jiang Lang is done?"

"I always feel a little disappointed in my heart"

"No, it was so powerful before"

“.......”

As for the audience looking at Su Zimo in his thoughts, they all nodded and made doubtful sounds.

Even the fans of the other party, seeing that they don't know what to do, don't dare to refute it, even if there is, but they are also covered by many discussions.

For a while, under the leadership of someone with a heart, he was basically not optimistic about Su Zimo.

Meeting Rooms:

Bai Xiaochen pinched the silver ring on his finger, looked at Su Zimo on the screen, shook his head, seemed to be a little disappointed on his expression, stood up, walked to the glass window, looked at the ant-like scene under dozens of floors, and muttered, "I finally met a pretty good one, I thought I could have a good time, but now, it seems to be at the end, it's really boring!"

.......

Without Bai Xiaochen noticing, Su Zimo on the screen suddenly lifted the pen in his hand and began to write on the paper, and when he looked closer, there were neat line scores depicted on it, which looked much more pleasing to the eye, and shook Yang Tianhuo a few streets.

"This line is very well drawn, it looks much stronger than the one on the right"

"yes, I just don't know if there is quality"

"I feel that there should be, after all, there have been so many songs before, and each one is of excellent quality"

“........”