"Ning Yi, what's going on, how could Qi Chuang make a mistake on such an occasion?" ”

"Yes, Qi Chuang doesn't look like that kind of person with stage fright, how can there be such a low-level mistake?"

The students at the Normal University were a little gloating, but the University of Science and Technology was worried, especially Qi Chuang's two roommates, who were even more anxious to ask Ning Yi.

"Mistakes?"

Ning Yi chuckled: "Who said they were mistakes?" ”

"Not a mistake?!"

Hearing Ning Yi's words, Qiao Nanlin and Jiang Shangpeng were both stunned.

"But this song ......"

Qiao Nanlin said dumbfoundedly: "This is clearly the prelude to the march of the People's Liberation Army!" ”

"yes, it was still on the radio before the art show just now!"

Jiang Shangpeng was also confused.

"Yes, what Qi Chuang and they are about to sing is the March of the People's Liberation Army!"

Ning Yi said with a smile.

"What!"

Hearing Ning Yi say this, Qiao Nanlin and Jiang Shangpeng both opened their mouths wide and didn't know what to say.

Faced with the shock of the two, Ning Yi was not surprised at all.

In fact, when Ning Yi found out that the March of the People's Liberation Army in the other world actually had lyrics, he also thought it was very incredible, because many military songs in this world have no lyrics!

"But Ning Yi, do you have confidence in your lyrics?"

After being stunned for a moment, Qiao Nanlin suddenly thought of something and hurriedly asked.

"Yes, yes, Ning Yi, how are your lyrics, if it's not good......"

Jiang Shangpeng also asked anxiously.

In fact, for any excellent melody, there will always be people who try to fill in the lyrics, but many times those people end up failing, because the words they fill in may be very rhythmic, or contain profound meanings, but they are more or less lacking some resonance with the original song.

Especially for songs that have been famous for a long time, it's hard to fill in a word that will satisfy everyone.

This is also the reason why Qiao Nanlin and Jiang Shangpeng are worried, if Ning Yi's lyrics to the People's Liberation Army march can't satisfy most people, the fame he has accumulated before may immediately become a huge burden on him!

"Don't worry, you'll find out later."

Ning Yi was not worried about this.

You must know that in the other world, this song was originally created by lyrics and songs, and it can be said that it is a pair made in heaven.

Seeing Ning Yi's confident appearance, although Jiang Shangpeng and the others still had some doubts, they could only choose to believe Ning Yi.

……

At first, everyone thought that Qi Chuang and the four of them had made a mistake, but soon, they found out that Qi Chuang and the others were going to play the March of the People's Liberation Army!

"What's going on?"

"Could it be that they want to play the People's Liberation Army March for us on the spot?"

"I'm troublesome to listen to, okay, and I still need them to play?"

"What kind of performance is this, I can go up there!"

"Phew, go down!"

Some anxious people have already begun to heckle.

In order to please Qiu Donglei, his little brother booed even more frantically.

However, looking at the few people on the stage who were still calm, Qiu Donglei's heart suddenly jumped, and he shouted: "No, they are not playing the March of the People's Liberation Army, but to ......."

Before his words fell, he saw Qi Chuang, who had been standing on the stage like a pine and cypress, suddenly bent his body backwards, as if he instantly turned into a big bow, and then, his thunderbolt-like sound also turned into a sharp arrow shot into the sky, and suddenly exploded in the ears of thousands of people in the audience-

"Forward ~ Forward ~ Forward ~ Forward !!"

Qi Chuang's voice attracted the attention of thousands of people in the audience!

Just six words.

But it was these six words that made their hearts beat twice as fast!

Moreover, inexplicably, they only felt that these simple six words were extremely harmonious with the rhythm of the PLA March, as if these six words were contained in the song.

"This ......"

"Do you mean ......?"

"They wrote the lyrics to the PLA march?!"

After realizing this, everyone's eyes widened, and they focused their attention on the stage without blinking, for fear of missing a trace of the performance.

And Qi Chuang, who was standing on the stage, saw that the students who were still a little chaotic were all focused on him, and he only felt that the blood in his body suddenly began to heat up, hot, and finally almost burned him!

The boiling blood completely ignited his passion, and the lyrics after that came out like a machine cannon -

"Our ranks are like the sun,"

"Treading on the land of the motherland!"

"Carrying the hopes of the nation,"

"We are an invincible force!"

As soon as these lyrics came out, there was no trace of doubt in the audience.

"This lyrics ......"

"I rub, I have another urge to want to sing together!"

"Is this the lyrics written by Ning Yi, Tai Nima!"

"It's not just Ning Yi's lyrics that are well written, but also Qi Chuang's singing!"

"That's right, Qi Chuang's high-pitched voice with a hint of hoarseness is simply too manly!"

"I just want to say, I'm sorry, Ning Yi, I sprayed you just now, I apologize!"

"Ning Yi's product must be a high-quality product!"

"Compared with Ning Yi, Qiu Donglei is a scumbag."

"Qiu Donglei, who is that? Ha ha! ”

When the song was rested, everyone finally came back to their senses, and then they excitedly talked with the people around them.

And these discussions are almost all praising Ning Yi or praising Qi Chuang.

"Grass!"

Listening to the beautiful words of the people around him about Ning Yi, especially not forgetting to give himself a lying gun, Qiu Donglei's face suddenly turned black as the bottom of a pot, and he scolded hatefully.

The little brothers around him didn't know what to say at this time, after all, whether a song was good or not, they didn't count, the audience said it.

And now, this song has completely conquered the ears and hearts of thousands of students in the audience from the outside to the inside.

"Isn't it a very simple thing to fill in words, why can Ning Yi do it?"

Qiu Donglei felt uncomfortable and unconvinced, mixed with a trace of helplessness.

was first crushed by Ning Yi in the original song, and then was crushed by Ning Yi again in terms of athleticism, and now, he was crushed by Ning Yi again in the lyrics, Qiu Donglei suddenly had a kind of grief and indignation of both Yu and He Shengliang.

……

Not to mention what Qiu Donglei thought in his heart, when Qi Chuang sang these lyrics, an officer in the leadership seat suddenly had bright eyes!

"Who wrote the lyrics for this song?"

The man asked the man next to him excitedly.

"Political Commissar Chen, the lyrics of this song were written by Ning Yi from Tianjing University of Science and Technology."

The bystander immediately replied.

"Ning Yi?"

Hearing this name, Political Commissar Chen was stunned, "Is that Ning Yi who created 'One, Two, Three, and Four Songs'?" ”

"That's him."

The bystander replied in the affirmative.

"This kid is not bad."

Political Commissar Chen nodded with satisfaction, and then he said to the people around him: "Do you have the complete lyrics?" ”

"Yes!"

The others hurriedly replied, "Commissar, wait a minute. ”

"Hmm."

Political Commissar Chen nodded, his eyes fell on Qi Chuang who was singing loudly on the stage again, he shook his head lightly and muttered to himself: "The lyrics are very good, but it is not good to adapt it to this rock style, and it needs to be arranged again." ”

Soon, Ning Yi's complete lyrics were handed over to Political Commissar Chen.

"Forward, forward, forward......"

Political Commissar Chen looked at the lyrics on the paper and sang softly with the beat in his hand.

Soon, he finished reading the whole song, his eyes were even more excited, and he said to the people around him: "I suddenly have something urgent, and I won't participate in the next activities." ”

"Okay, political commissar, don't worry, I will make proper arrangements."

After the man saw Political Commissar Chen's excited expression, he knew that this kind of thing would happen, so he was not surprised.

Commissar Chen nodded to the man, then left the table and walked to the back.

After coming outside, Political Commissar Chen took out his mobile phone and dialed a call: "Lao Liu, I have a good song here, do you want it?" ”

"What's a good song?"

Lao Liu's voice on the phone was a little tired.

"Listen to me sing to you."

Political Commissar Chen immediately sang the People's Liberation Army March.

"Wait, you're singing again...... March of the People's Liberation Army? You wrote the lyrics to the PLA march?! ”

Before Political Commissar Chen finished singing, Lao Liu interrupted Political Commissar Chen's singing excitedly.

"Haha, yes, but it's not my words. Didn't I participate in the military training art show of the Yanping Military Region today, but I found that a student wrote the lyrics for this song......"

Before Political Commissar Chen could speak, he was interrupted by Lao Liu: "Quick, give me, give me the lyrics of this song, I'm worried about which song to sing for the National Day performance!" ”

"Lao Liu, are you just going to ask me for it so dryly?"

Political Commissar Chen pretended to be dissatisfied and said.

"I knew that...... In this way, a special offering to the South China Sea! ”

Lao Liu thought for a while and said.

Political Commissar Chen did not answer.

"Plus...... A bottle of special Moutai! ”

Lao Liu gritted his teeth and said.

"Deal!"