Zhang Yuan tasted another cup carefully, and when he was thinking about whether to ask the waiter to add water, Dong Guo Yao raised his head and said, "It's written." ”

"So fast. Hearing this, Zhang Yuan frowned.

What is composition, it is a meticulous work, it takes time to polish, can this layman listen to a song that he wrote in less than 10 minutes?

Because of this skeptical attitude, Zhang Yuan was a little angry when he first read the music written by Dong Guo Yao.

However, when he hummed Dong Guo Yao's tune out in his heart, he was stunned. After reading it again, he watched it seriously, and this time he watched it very seriously.

Then, his expression became vivid: sometimes he held his breath and frowned, sometimes his eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Give me this song too!"

"Huh?" Dong Guo Yao was stunned, he thought that Zhang Yuan would be surprised after watching this song, but he didn't expect Zhang Yuan to directly say that he wanted this song, you must know that he is a rock 'n' roll.

"This song is very well written, you have written a tune before, right?" Zhang Yuan calmed down the excitement in his heart, and tried his best to resume the previous way of dialogue and looked at Dong Guo Yaodao.

"It's just foolishness, and I haven't studied it formally and systematically. Dong Guo Yao spoke.

"Really?" Zhang Yuan looked at Dong Guo Yao with some disbelief, if he can make such a tune by making a fool of himself, then his musical talent can only be described as against the sky, because this piece is really well written!

"Do you want this song to sing yourself?" asked Dong Guo Yao tentatively.

"Try to sing it yourself. Zhang Yuan spoke, then looked at the tune and hummed softly.

"But ......"

Dong Guo Yao still remembers that when he asked Zhang Yuan on the phone what he wanted to change this song to, Zhang Yuan emphasized three times that his name was Zhang Yuan, and Dong Guo Yao felt that what he meant was probably that I, Zhang Yuan, was a rock and roll person, and singing other types of music was simply an insult to me, but now he said that he wanted to sing ballads, which changed too quickly

"I sing everything now. Zhang Yuan naturally heard the question in Dong Guo Yao's mouth, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, so you want to make a comeback?" In fact, Dong Guo Yao had such a guess before, so he took advantage of these opportunities to ask.

"yes, I'm going to live! I can't seem to do anything but music, I can't do anything! Music may be a mess, but I have to try. When Zhang Yuan heard this, he said in a somewhat lonely tone.

Hearing his lonely tone, Dong Guo Yao frowned slightly, thinking of the previous report on Zhang Yuan on the Internet, and thinking about the look on the table just now when he saw the price list of tea on the table, he understood that Zhang Yuan was really short of money.

So Dong Guo Yao said, "Okay, you can use it." ”

When Zhang Yuan heard this, a subtle flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, he looked at Dong Guo Yao, and then said, "Then I'll use it." ”

"Hmm. Dong Guo Yao opened his mouth, and he didn't talk about the price with Zhang Yuan, such a person doesn't need to talk about the price.

"What do you think of this tea?" Dong Guo Yao stretched out his hand, wanting to lift the teapot in front of Zhang Yuan and pour himself a cup.

To be honest, he drank it in one gulp just now, except for a little bit of aroma and sweetness, it didn't feel any different from drinking water, so now he wanted to pour another glass and taste it carefully.

Try to see if this world-famous Jiangzhou Maojian is really as magical as others say.

Zhang Yuan saw that Dong Guo Yao reached over and wanted to lift the teapot, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect the teapot, and said with some disgust: "You, don't drink it, it's too wasteful!"

Dong Guo Yao was stunned, and his outstretched right hand froze in mid-air.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, he had to withdraw his hand curtly, pouted and said, "Okay, I really don't understand tea." ”

Zhang Yuan saw that Dong Guo Yao's hand was taken back, so he raised his hand and said with a little contempt: "I can see it." ”

"This tea is good, isn't it? This is one of the pride of our Jiangzhou. Dong Guo Yao said with some embarrassment.

Unconsciously, he had added the word "we" in front of Jiangzhou, and it was obvious that he had a sense of belonging to this mature city.

"Good. Zhang Yuan resumed his brief speaking style, but when he said these two words, he nodded with an expression of approval.

"By the way, why don't I fill in the words as well, how about you see what I fill in?" Dong Guo Yao thought for a while and said.

Since this song is destined to come to this world, then, he wants this song to come to this world in its entirety.

In fact, when he saw Dong Guo Yao's song, Zhang Yuan already had some words in his heart, and now it is basically formed.

But since Dong Guo Yao said this, he also agreed, and said, "Okay, you write and read." ”

To be honest, after reading the music made by Dong Guo Yao, he wanted to see what kind of words Dong Guo Yao could fill in as the author of this song and the original work of this poem.

Thinking like this, he handed the notebook to Dongguo Yao again.

So, Dong Guo Yao picked up the pen on the table and filled in the lyrics of When You Are Old under the song:

When you're old, your hair is gray

Drowsiness

When you're old and can't walk

Warm up by the fire and reminisce about youth

How many people have loved your youthful and joyful hours

Admire your beauty, fake or sincere

There is only one person who still loves your pious soul

Love the wrinkles on your old face

……

"Okay, you see. Dong Guo Yao handed the notebook with the words filled in to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan took the book and looked at it.

At this glance, his eyes instantly bloomed, and he looked up at Dong Guo Yao in surprise and then looked down.

After reading it again, Zhang Yuan pondered for a while, and then said to Dongguo Yao: "You, why don't you come and write a song, it's a waste to write a book." ”

"To tell you the truth, I do have this plan, but I won't get closer to this for the time being, and I still want to write a book first, and write a book easily. Dong Guo Yao leaned back on the bamboo chair and spoke.

This is indeed his current plan, although he really wants to be a big star and want to mix in the music world, but he feels that the time is not yet ripe.

"That's a pity. When Zhang Yuan heard this, there was a rare look of regret on his face.

"Everyone has their own ambitions. Dong Guo Yao said.

"Yes, everyone has their own aspirations. Zhang Yuan sighed when he heard this, and his eyes became a little complicated when he looked at Dong Guo Yao.

At first, he thought that this was just a relatively literary writer, but after some contact, he found that Dong Guo Yao treated people just right, and he seemed to be an all-rounder.

"Okay, if there's nothing to do, I'll go back to Jindu first, and you can go back too. Zhang Yuanlai's purpose had been achieved, and the tea was almost drunk, so he was ready to end today's conversation.

"Let's have a bite to eat and then let's go. Dong Guo Yao spoke.

"Nope. ”

Zhang Yuan got up, walked a few steps outside, and then turned to Dong Guo Yao and said, "If you have time to come to Jindu to play, I will teach you to make music." ”

"Okay, I will definitely go if I have the chance. Dong Guo Yao smiled and spoke.

So, the agreement between the two middle-aged uncles was reached.

In the near future, because of the agreement between these two old men, a new era has opened in the Chinese music scene.

***

Ask for recommended collection support.,Only stayed in the tenth for a while and was **.,Heart congestion.。