Chapter 173: Boating on the West Lake

In the morning, the filthy spirit official released early, and the high-definition video of yesterday's witty words and Qingyan concert. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The senior management of the filthy spirit watched the live video overnight yesterday and was full of praise for the concert of the Witty Words team.

"It seems that we have been inactive for so long, and now it's finally time to do something!" The official is full of confidence and feels that now should be a major opportunity to promote the spirit!

"Do something? Manager, do something, isn't it going to gather those gods in our station and hold a concert? ā€

"Clever, looks like you've found out too! In the past, I always felt that our circle didn't have so much influence, and concerts would definitely not be able to start. But now, I feel like the time is ripe. As for the reason why I say this, just look at the concert effect of the Witty Words team. ā€

"360 tickets were sold out in two hours, more than 60,000 were crowdfunded, and many fans begged for tickets at high prices. From this point of view, we can know that the market that our filthy circle has is actually not small. ā€

"And this is just a team of witty words, if we invite a few more station gods, open a concert of 1,000 people, and then sell some peripherals at the concert, we will definitely make a lot of money, and we can also take the opportunity to show the society the influence of our filthy music network, killing two birds with one stone!"

The manager gushed and he felt that his idea was a good one. However, the specific planning is still handed over to the company's special planning personnel.

"Let the planning department decide on the specific plan as soon as possible, don't be afraid of losing money, and you won't lose much if you want to. In short, rest assured that planning is. ā€

The secretary was a little excited, and hurriedly agreed. She is very much looking forward to the concert organized by the Filth.

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At nine o'clock in the morning, the team members got up in a hurry.

Especially the female members, who need to wear makeup or something, it seems a bit procrastinating.

In about 20 minutes, 20 people gathered again. Without the pressure of the concert, and having a good night's sleep, everyone looked refreshed today.

I found a shop nearby, had a late breakfast, and then everyone happily prepared to go to the lake.

Yuhang City is most famous for the West Lake, and it must be a place not to be missed. And now is the time when the lotus flowers are at their most luxuriant, so at this time, it is also the best time to see the wind lotus in the courtyard.

However, the weather was not good today, and the sky was slightly overcast, as if it was going to rain, but it still didn't rain after all.

Everyone discussed, because the weather forecast only said that there would be light rain tonight, so it didn't take much time to think, and everyone unanimously decided to carry out the plan to visit West Lake today.

And when everyone came to the West Lake, they saw that the entire West Lake was full of people.

"Don't go on land, just take the waterway to watch, the scenery you see in this way is more beautiful than the scenery you see from the shore." The god of filth is a local, and he is too familiar with this place, so he suggested.

Seeing the surging crowd like ants, everyone readily agreed with the opinion of the defilement.

Soon, a group of people avoided the crowded route and chose to take a boat on the lake, enjoying the scenery along the way directly from the lake.

The god rented three boats, each for six to seven people.

The price of renting a boat is calculated according to the time, so as long as you give money, everyone can play on the lake for as long as they want.

There are several members of the team from the north, who have hardly taken a boat, and they still feel very new about taking a boat, and some of the team members are a little dizzy, but everyone can basically ignore the little discomfort when they talk.

Sitting on the boat, Qin Sang looked at the scenery of the West Lake in this world from the center of the lake. Compared with the West Lake in the previous life, the scenery of this West Lake is obviously more beautiful.

The water of the lake is clear, the surface of the lake is rippling, and the mountains and trees on both sides are lush and green, which is pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Xige took out the flute and played a song in the middle of the lake, the picture was very beautiful, everyone couldn't help but admire, and they all praised Xige for being smart, and he actually carried a musical instrument with him.

Xige's flute playing skills are still good, and the people are still beautiful, after a song, everyone calls the goddess.

Xi Ge smiled: "What is playing the flute, I think among you, there must be many people who can play it, right?" ā€

Several members of the team smiled, they did know how to blow, and they wouldn't blow worse than Xige.

Xi Ge glanced at Qin Sang, and then changed his voice slyly, and said with a smile: "But composing music on the spot, and being able to make high-quality songs, is not everyone who can do it." ā€

Obviously, Xige's words mean something.

Although Xige did not name who it was, everyone's eyes moved to Qin Sang.

"That's right, I've always heard that our great god Qin Sang makes a fine song every minute, and now there is a chance, why don't you let us see it?" Qingyan has always been the composition of the team, so she is more curious about Qin Sang's composition than anyone else.

The words are also more curious.

If you want to say that the song can be hummed casually, the lyrics can't always come with your mouth open, without thinking about it, right?

"I also want to see the live composing ability of the great god Qin Sang." Hua Qianshu said with a grin.

"Look, now that so many people are asking you to compose, you can't help but save face." The filthy god smiled: "I've decided, I'll give you ten minutes to come up with a song." During this time, everyone should be quiet, don't talk, and don't disturb Qin Sang's thinking. ā€

Qin Sang was helpless, he had to play this when he came out to play, he really thought he was a song recorder.

"This is a bit difficult, otherwise after playing, let me go back and think about it?" Qin Sang didn't come up with any songs for a while, except for the famous "Waiting for a Thousand Years".

But obviously, singing this song is a bit out of place.

In particular, the sentence "A hundred years of cultivation can be crossed in the same boat, and ten years of cultivation can be cultivated to sleep together", singing it may be even more reverie.

"It's boring to think about it when you go back, and when you go back, we can't see your creative process, we have to watch it live to be interesting!" Xige obviously didn't want to let Qin Sang go.

"Don't worry, I didn't say that I would definitely let you write a masterpiece, and you shouldn't be too demanding of yourself, just just say a few words, and everyone will be happy." The god of filth not only gave Qin Sang the steps down, but also instigated Qin Sang to come to the scene.

Qin Sang heard what the god of filth said, so he agreed.

If he can't think of any song for a while, he can make a random song on the spot. Although his own creative ability is not strong, his basic skills are not bad.

"Okay, I'll try." Qin Sang Dao.

Then everyone didn't speak, leaving Qin Sang a quiet time to create.

However, it is not a coincidence, at this time the sky is drizzling, fortunately, it is not big, even if you don't hold an umbrella.

Qin Sang raised his head and looked at the gray sky, as if he had thought of something, he couldn't help but smile. (To be continued.) )