Chapter 5: The Song of the Pig
"Alas, it's not that there are some problems in this "Top Ten Singers' Campus Competition", this competition was held in Nanshan Middle School, and the other school's school is also a national model high school, so there are some bad rules", Wang Rong sighed.
"This "Top Ten Singers Campus Competition" is a traditional competition, and it shouldn't change the rules lightly, right? When Hua Long heard his mother say that, he still asked his own questions.
"Well, you're right, there won't be any unspoken rules for this kind of competition, but this time it was held in Nanshan Middle School, and Nanshan Middle School has a certain home advantage, so when the finals were held, a small request was made, saying that it was to test the true talent of the students of each school, and the songs reported were invalidated, and then each school sang its own original song," Wang Rong looked at her son's puzzled gaze.
"This is purely unfair, where is our school preparing any originals, they are all practicing some songs that have been famous for a long time, and they are also songs that can be controlled by current middle school students, where can they make up an original song for him in these few days, and the person who sings it this time can control it, even if the school pays to find a song, then the day after tomorrow is the finals, how to practice in less than a day, this is simply impossible?" Wang Rong thought for a while, "This Nanshan Middle School must have been premeditated and thought of countermeasures in advance, the original song may have been prepared, and the practice may have been practiced for a long time, in this case, how can our school have a chance of winning."
"It's so easy to add this rule, huh?" Hua Long asked rhetorically.
Wang Rong took a sip of tea with a teacup, "Of course not, but this time there are provincial leaders to inspect, and they attach great importance to this, plus this leader seems to have a strong interest in original songs, so after Nanshan Middle School proposed this rule, it agreed, and the rest of the judges also raised their hands to agree under the pretext of innovation in the competition." ”
"If this year, Huayang Middle School, and then can't get the title of "Top Ten Singers", your father may be on the back of the black pot, Nanshan Middle School also wants to overwhelm Huayang Middle School in this matter, after all, the education level of the two schools is the same, then get this small advantage, maybe it will have a huge impact on next year's enrollment, this time, maybe your father is also in debt, ".
Hua Long also rubbed his head when he heard his mother say this, this matter, I can't let my father carry the black cauldron, you know, my father has been teaching music in school for many years, this failure, maybe the school's way to deal with it is to change teachers, I don't know if my father can bear it, even if he can bear it, he may suffer a big blow, it can't be like this, Hua Long shook his head.
Seeing Hua Long thinking there, shaking his head and nodding again, Wang Rong's tired face also showed a smile, "Okay, son, don't think about that, your father has done his best, let's talk about it later, okay, mom will cook your favorite meal, don't think so much." ”
At this time, Hua Long's eyes lit up, and he looked at his mother and nodded: "Okay, mother, you go cook, I'll go to my room, I'll help Dad." ”
As he spoke, ignoring his mother's stunned expression, he got up and walked to the room.
Listening to Hua Long's words, Wang Rong shook her head, her temperament was still so anxious, she got up and went to the kitchen to cook, as for what Hua Long said about being able to help her husband, Wang Rong just comforted herself as a son, and didn't think much about it.
Hua Long, who walked to the room, was also in a daze, so many songs in his previous life, it was very simple to find the kind of famous, but to find campus students to sing, to be able to sing familiar in one day, and middle school students can control it, then there may be very few, thinking of this, Hua Long also rubbed his head heavily, and the other party made his father ugly, a simple song, it does not meet Hua Long's requirements.
Hua Long shook his head, many of the songs he thought in his heart were rejected one by one, but when he thought of this song, Hua Long smiled on his face, this song will definitely give different people different feelings, especially in this competition, as for whether he can sing familiar in one day, Hua Long is not too worried, because this song is too simple, a little music foundation, plus his father's guidance, then there should be no problem, especially suitable for girls to sing, thinking of this girl singing the song she wrote, Will you tear me up directly when you come back? Or come back and question me directly? Thinking of several possibilities in the future, Hua Long also smiled.
Of course, the name of this song is "Song of the Pig", sung by an Internet singer in the previous life, it can be regarded as an Internet song, the Internet song is so simple and suitable, as for the content, then it is because the people who listen to it are different, they may have different feelings, this competition, if it is sung with the student's voice, tender, crisp and sweet, then it may be a different experience.
The song came to mind, and then Hualong slowly composed its lyrics and songs, of course, these are all trivial, as a third-rate singer in his previous life, although he did not have any knowledge accumulation in the conservatory, the songs he sang were basically covers of songs that had been famous for a long time, but the basic lyrics and songwriting would still be, after all, every singer has an original dream in his heart, dreaming of writing his own songs, singing them himself, and then becoming popular, and since then he has been at the peak of his life. Of course, it was all a dream.
Moreover, this time when writing a song, Hua Long also found a thing that was very beneficial to him, his memory has greatly improved, and many things that he couldn't remember clearly before, he can recall it at once, is this the benefit of the fusion of two souls? Thinking of this, Hua Long shook his head, he was an atheist!
Because of this song, Hua Long has sung it a few times before, and now he has a good memory, so he can do it in more than ten minutes, with a simple melody and simple lyrics. Looking at the song on the manuscript in his hand, Hua Long looked at it again and again, and felt that there was no problem, so he began to have a headache, how did he call his father, how to explain the song he wrote?
Hualong also felt that his explanation was not good, so maybe his father would not use the song he wrote, so the song he wrote, wouldn't it be in vain? Thinking of this, Hua Long rubbed his eyes.
But after thinking about it, there is no way, and there is no way to explain how Hua Long wrote this song, unless he tells the truth, but it was impossible at that time, this is Hua Long's biggest secret, and the biggest basis for becoming a god-level singer, Hua Long is already planning to rot this matter in his heart! I will never tell anyone about it in my life. In the end, Hua Long was in his heart, no matter what, he told his father about this song first, as for how to explain it, Hua Long smiled.
Then Hua Long picked up his mobile phone, found his father's number, and dialed it.