"Submission, it seems to be a good choice, but since we want to contribute, then we have to be more formal, and it's the first time for it, so we always have to be perfect." Sitting on the ground, holding his chin with his right hand, placing the electric guitar horizontally on his legs, and rubbing his smooth chin with his left hand, Lin Jie made a thoughtful look,

"Yes, yes, Lin Jie, you must think carefully, it would be better if you could come up with any good songs!" Seeing Lin Jie take the initiative to think about the song for the first time in so many years, Zhuo Ziyue's eyes were suddenly full of joy, in her opinion, this is Lin Jie's enlightenment under his "unremitting enlightenment", no longer wasting his "talent", and began to take the initiative to excavate.

"Why are you so excited?" Lin Jie, who had no idea about Zhuo Ziyue's psychology, was a little confused about Zhuo Ziyue's inexplicable sending things.

"You care about me, think quickly, here is paper, here is a pen, write down whatever comes to mind." Zhuo Ziyue, who was excited, took the paper and pen that his father put in the recording room for emergencies, put it in front of Lin Jie, supported his cheeks, and looked at Lin Jie expectantly.

"..........................." took the pen and paper speechlessly, Lin Jie shook his head, sighed, his middle finger and index finger turned the pen flexibly, holding his chin, looking at the snow-white stave, the memory axis in his mind was running wildly, trying to find a few more songs that he had completely memorized, but what disappointed Lin Jie was that every time he thought of a song, when he tried to hum it, he found that he couldn't remember it at all, and this tragic picture made Lin Jie want to cry without tears.

As the first shot of station B, Lin Jie still felt that the first shot must be played loudly, and he still had this electric guitar, so he casually took out some songs that were popular at station B in his previous life and sang them, thinking about what his title was at that time "The man who conquered station B with a guitar", Lin Jie felt an inexplicable excitement,

The churning memory in my mind was finally fixed on a song, the first time I heard this song in my previous life was in the 2515 New Year's Festival at station B, the brainwashing melody and extremely fast lyrics made Lin Jie, who wanted to cover it, eat up the giants.

It's 2015, so let's commemorate it with this song.

Of course, the reason why it was decided was that Lin Jie didn't want to bother thinking about other songs, anyway, it was station b, and he didn't release an album, so it's almost fine.

With this attitude, in Zhuo Ziyue's surprised gaze, the pen that was still rotating between Lin Jie's two fingers instantly fell on the stave, writing and drawing, scribbling and altering, and occasionally biting the tip of the pen, as if he was thinking about the lyrics, in Zhuo Ziyue's eyes, the current Lin Jie is like an artist who has burst out of inspiration, his every move is full of aura, and the words flowing from the tip of the pen make Zhuo Ziyue full of curiosity.

About ten minutes or so, in Zhuo Ziyue's surprised gaze, Lin Jie stopped the dancing pen in his hand, shook the stave in his hand, and blew his breath.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Look, look, see what you wrote came out." Answering without raising his head, Zhuo Ziyue's eyes fell on the scribbled stave in his hand, and after looking at it for a while, his brows furrowed,

"Lin Jie, you this,"

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhuo Ziyue's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Lin Jie, who stood up with the guitar in his arms, was a little puzzled,

"It's nothing, it's just, I feel that this song is a little weird, although it was written from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Three Kingdoms period, it's not that it's bad, it's just that it feels weird, the song name is good, and it dominates the world."

For Zhuo Ziyue, who has an excellent sense of musicality, the first glance of seeing this song is undoubtedly strange, and after the strangeness, disappointment ensues, because this song obviously cannot meet Zhuo Ziyue's expectations of Lin Jie in his heart, which makes Zhuo Ziyue, who thinks that Lin Jie can create good songs, a little disappointed.

"That's right, it's weird, this is going to be voted to station B, and it's very important to write those decent songs." Touching the tip of his nose and shrugging, Lin Jie, who was holding an electric guitar, said indifferently.

"Uh, too." Zhuo Ziyue tilted her head and thought about it, it seemed to be the same truth, so she let go of the strange feeling in her heart,

"Well, I'll go through it first, and you can listen to it."

"Hmm." Drinking Sprite, Zhuo Ziyue nodded, her eyes staring at Lin Jie, who instantly turned on the "Crazy Cool" mode,

"At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the wolf smoke was endless

Often serve chaos, the government and the opposition fall, a concealment of the Son of Heaven, order the princes!

Located in Jiangdong, aiming in Kyushu

Inheriting the ancestral business, inheriting the father and brother, the crown master Wu Yue, Wan Dou Gong! ”

The left-handed pick swept wildly, the gorgeous sound skills matched the momentum of the tyrant, the lyrics spit out like a machine gun in his mouth matched the rock style, and the infectious performance made Zhuo Ziyue, who was sitting on the chair, unconsciously shake his legs.

The rock style is matched with historical lyrics, which once made Zhuo Ziyue feel uncomfortable with the mix-and-match, and under Lin Jie's hard work, it also made Zhuo Ziyue feel a different feeling.

"You don't see it, the army is red, the wildfires are arsonic, and the iron locks are linked

I don't see it, the enemy in the north, the West Shu, and the Yangtze River

Following the will, leading the east of the river, standing in the southeast of China

Do your best, sprinkle your blood, show your great cause, and the sword qi points to the sky,"

"In the military tent, Gong Jinzhi, Zhang Zhaomou, and Qi Ce are frequent

On the battlefield, Tai Shiyong, Gan Ningba, one ride is ten thousand

Even though there are, thousands of kinds, loneliness and, loneliness accompanied

Both accept the end, crown the emperor, on the dragon chair, success or failure also smile!!! ”

The wide vocal range gave Lin Jie a unique advantage in treble, and the sudden rise made Zhuo Ziyue, who had already watched it stunned, goosebumps, relying on his unique wide vocal range, the entire chorus part of Lin Jie was soaring all the way to the high pitch, and the almost hysterical roar made Zhuo Ziyue seem to see the appearance of a rock warrior singing "Veterans Do Not Die" roaring in the Shangjing Gymnasium.

"Such a strong infection, Lin Jie, you are amazing!" After the end of the treble all the way, Zhuo Ziyue didn't care whether Lin Jie was tired or not, and jumped directly on Lin Jie's back excitedly, directly overpowering Lin Jie, who was caught off guard.

"Hey! Get out of me! Lin Jie, who was crushed to the ground, coughed and looked depressed,

I don't know you're heavy! And pressed up!!

Labor and management have just finished their trebles!!!

ps: Due to some force majeure factor, there is only one change today =_=

PS2: If you haven't heard the children's shoes of "The Power of the World", you can listen to it, cool dog music search, please look for Luo Tianyi brand, dear!

Thinking back to the past, when the Persian cat sang this song at home, he tried to soar all the way to the high notes, but he almost didn't go back to his breath =_=