Chapter Ninety-Four: The Vast Entertainment Resources
Qiao Chuan wrote the lyrics of the ten songs in a small notebook, and then called the driver Cao Weibin and asked him to pick him up downstairs to go to the company. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
After putting on the hat, sunglasses, and masks, the three indispensable magic weapons, Qiao Chuan went out.
After arriving at the company, Qiao Chuan went directly to Jiao Ji's office.
Walking in the office area, Qiao Chuan attracted the attention of the company's employees.
"Hey, what is Qiao Chuan doing in the company? Shouldn't he be at home holding his hair and spitting the lyrics? Haha, I must have come to apologize to Mr. Jiao! This is too embarrassing, you have to stay at home for two days, it's only the first day, you come to apologize, aren't you slapping yourself in the face? Where is yesterday's arrogance? ”
"Yo, how can Qiao Chuan still have the leisure and elegance to come to the company to wander around!"
"Death! Death! Death! Say the important thing three times! ”
"Qiao Chuan made a military order, and he can't write ten songs in three days, so he is waiting to be punished by the company!"
"You can't live if you do your own evil, and no one can save you! Eat a trench and grow wise, I hope you will not be so arrogant in the future. ”
The employees of the company gloated and looked at Qiao Chuan, who was flying like a fly, sarcastic, sarcastic, and sarcastic. They always firmly believed that Qiao Chuan was talking wildly, because in this world, no one has been able to write ten songs in three days.
Sensei said that three days means that he can write ten songs in thirty days, which can be regarded as a dick bombing, and it will inevitably cause a great sensation in the music world.
Qiao Chuan didn't pay attention to everyone's words, and strode into Jiao Ji's office.
"Mr. Jiao." Walking to Jiao Ji's side, Qiao Chuan shouted softly.
"Yo, Qiao Chuan." Jiao Ji glanced up at Qiao Chuan and said jokingly: "Why, you can't write ten songs, right?"
"No, I've already written the lyrics, you can take a look. If there is no problem, I will go to Mr. Lu Huan to discuss the composition. Qiao Chuan generously handed the small book with the lyrics to Jiao Ji.
"What? You've written all ten songs? Jiao Ji was like eating a dead fly, his face was ugly, and he was so shocked that he almost fell off the chair, and in less than a day, Qiao Chuan wrote ten songs, which was incredible.
"Please take a look." Qiao Chuan said with a smile.
Jiao Ji took the small notebook from Qiao Chuan's hand, he wanted to take a good look at it, what if Qiao Chuan wrote some messy things that didn't make sense? Or is it plagiarizing the lyrics of other songs? These are all possible!
Jiao Ji opened the small book, and in the center of the first line of the first page was written "This is love". Just looking at the title of the song, Jiao Ji did a quick search in his mind, there is no such song in this world. But it doesn't mean that Qiao Chuan is suspected of stealing beams and changing pillars, in case Qiao Chuan changes the name of a certain song.
Jiao Ji checked the lyrics word by word, and was very unfamiliar with the lyrics, as if there was really no such song in this world.
After watching "This, It's Love", Jiao Ji didn't care if it was another song plagiarized by Qiao Chuan for the time being, but glanced up at Qiao Chuan, and then watched the second song "After Tomorrow". It's also an unfamiliar song title, an unfamiliar lyrics.
Jiao Ji checked them one by one, and they were all unfamiliar song titles and lyrics. Until the end, Jiao Ji's pupils were constantly dilated, and his face became more and more ugly and pale.
After watching the last song "Sailor", Jiao Ji looked like a ghost, with a frightened expression, looking at Qiao Chuan with dull eyes, and was speechless for a long time.
In less than a day, Qiao Chuan wrote ten songs, which is not what the hell it is. Even if he is a gold medal lyricist, it is impossible for him to write so many songs in such a short period of time, even if he is inspired, he will not be able to write ten songs.
Ten songs, my goodness, that's not a small number. How the hell did you come up with it, and where did you get your inspiration. O man of God!
Jiao Ji's face was pale, and his eyes looked at Qiao Chuan with dull eyes, as if he had been greatly frightened. Not to mention that Qiao Chuan wrote ten songs in less than a day, it is impossible for Qiao Chuan to write them with the very different genres of each song. Especially "Sailor", if you don't have rich life experience and have not been frustrated, it is impossible to write such inspirational and inspiring lyrics as "He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, don't be afraid to wipe away your tears, at least we still have dreams".
However, Qiao Chuan is just a twenty-year-old hairy boy, he can't be hit hard, and he can't have such a high-level understanding of life.
To be honest, Jiao Ji particularly likes the song "Sailor", and its straightforward lyrics make him think of the hardships of starting from scratch. He is poor and white, he has empty ambitions, and he looks for people to cooperate with, but he is turned away, because he has no capital to cooperate with others, and he is poor.
But just having a dream in his heart, he has always refused to give up, in order to let others look up to him, in order to find a partner, he worked hard to make money, he moved bricks, handed out leaflets, worked as a waiter, and worked as an extra. The friends around him persuaded him not to insist anymore, find a girlfriend to get married, and live a good life.
But he is not willing to be ordinary, and he doesn't want to spend his life doing nothing.
"I'd love to know how you wrote Mariner." Jiao Ji asked with interest. Qiao Chuan, a twenty-year-old young man, can write such a life-inspired song as "Sailor", he is really curious.
"Sailor" is Zheng Zhihua's masterpiece on "Earth", because of the inspirational spirit contained in it, it has inspired many men who have encountered setbacks in their careers and life, and has influenced a generation of young people from a spiritual level. It was very popular in the early nineties of the twentieth century. Its social, collective and humanistic nature are very strong, and at the same time, it is the image of Zheng Zhi as a disabled person.
A passage from Zheng Zhihua came to Qiao Chuan's mind, which was about the inspiration for the song "Sailor". But Qiao Chuan didn't plan to copy Zheng Zhihua's words, because everyone was in different eras, and Qiao Chuan had never seen a sailor.
"My grandfather was a sailor, and when I was younger, he always told me about his experiences when he was younger, and he said that sailing was a very dangerous profession. Above the sea, the surface is calm, but there are even more terrible dangers. When I asked him if he regretted being a sailor, he said heroically, 'What is this pain in the wind and rain, a dignified man should overcome obstacles to pursue his dreams.' 'Last night when I was soaking in the bathtub, I felt like I was on the sea, and I thought of my grandfather, and I wrote this song based on his experience and what he said. Qiao Chuan said in a heavy tone.
After listening to Qiao Chuan's narration, Jiao Ji nodded thoughtfully, believing that "Sailor" was Qiao Chuan's original.
After entering, Jiao Ji searched for the lyrics of every song except "Sailor" on Qianbaidu, but did not find any relevant information.
Jiao Ji stared at the computer screen in horror for about three seconds before slowly falling on Qiao Chuan. Unbelievably secretly said: "It's amazing my brother, you really wrote it!"
Although Jiao Ji didn't believe that the ten songs were all written by Qiao Chuan, he couldn't come up with evidence to question Qiao Chuan, so he had to admit that the ten songs were all Qiao Chuan's originals.
Seeing the exaggerated expression on Jiao Ji's face, Qiao Chuan couldn't help but laugh, and said in his heart: Don't you want to be so exaggerated, isn't it just ten songs? I'm a world of entertainment resources, and ten songs is a trivial!