Gently spread out the A4 paper in his hand and picked up the pen, Liu Yufan exhaled lightly. 1--The sound of "start" was heard in his ears, and he did not see a trace of panic on his face, and he tapped lightly on the paper with the barrel of his pen.

Seeing him like this, others only thought that he was conceiving the musical phrases, but where would they think that what he was thinking about at the moment was just which song was more suitable.

It didn't take long for a classic song to come to mind.

"It doesn't matter, that's it! When mentioning Yang Kun, you can't fail to mention this song. If you want to write, let's write the best, hehe, this song is a famous song for this guy, I believe he watched this song, there must be nothing to say. Liu Yufan thought a little proudly in his heart, and the smile was on his face.

Seeing Liu Yufan's smile, Chen Siying was overjoyed, this guy seemed to have thought about it.

In fact, sometimes Chen Siying doesn't understand why Liu Yufan's composition is so powerful. She and Liu Yufan can be said to have grown up together since childhood, well, to put it this way, reluctantly, but at least they have been playing together for several years. Although Liu Yufan's talent in music has always been much stronger than her, composition is not as good as playing the piano, which requires a long period of accumulation. Anyway, this guy is too young, how can he stuff so many strange ideas in his head?

Looking at Liu Yufan, Chen Siying's face also showed a very curious look. That day, Liu Yufan wrote "Lover" in ten minutes, Chen Siying was not present, she just listened to what others said, and now she finally has a great opportunity to see it with her own eyes, and she can't wait to get up.

"It's time to put pen to paper!" Seeing Liu Yufan start to write on paper, the crowd of onlookers was in a commotion.

At this moment, if some fans come over and see such a situation, they will be surprised. Those onlookers, although they are not superstars, at least they are some well-known singers and actors, but at this moment, they are all like curious passers-by on the street, watching the excitement together. At this time, if a reporter comes to them to take a group photo, it will definitely become the hottest entertainment news of the year.

In fact, this is also a kind of group mentality of people. In their own small circle, people tend to be more relaxed and more likely to show their most natural side. It's like some officials, in front of the masses and subordinates, always seem to be high and mysterious, but if they go to the small circle of officials of the same level as him, they will also joke loudly and say something similar to ordinary people. This is the characteristic of circles.

At the moment, all of them are singers, and everyone's status is about the same, so naturally there is no such pressure when they are together, and there is no need to deliberately disguise anything, in such a state of mind, it is not surprising that there is such a performance.

Liu Yufan had no distractions, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, almost without a moment's pause. Arabic numerals flowed from under his hands, and at the same time, he skillfully drew dots, lines, and other symbols on and next to them. This is a simple notation, almost every composer can use him skillfully, Liu Yufan is not a professional composer, but there is no problem in mastering this simplest notation.

Compared to large-scale symphonies and piano music, the melody of a pop song is much simpler. When Liu Yufan was writing, he hardly had to use his brain, just hummed the melody of "It Doesn't Matter" gently, and then wrote out the score without stopping. It's like doing Chinese homework and copying texts when I was a child.

Looking at Liu Yufan's "terrifying" creative speed, those onlookers put away their mentality of watching the excitement, and their eyes widened in surprise. ..., "He~~ Is he really creating?" No, it's not so fast. Seeing Liu Yufan writing fast there, a little singer covered his mouth and exclaimed.

"I don't know, but how good can I write so fast? I've seen enough of it, and I don't know where this guy came from, and it sounds like he is making a record? Look at this frame is quite bluffing.,Maybe I'll write out some kind of thing for a while.,I've seen a lot of this kind of big-tailed wolf.。 Another male singer said with disdain.

Although these discussions are low, they are enough for Liu Yufan to hear. It's just that at this moment, he seems to be enchanted, deaf to him, and still writes fast, non-stop.

Coherent! In less than six minutes, Liu Yufan completed the brief score part. He didn't rush to fill in the words, but looked it up from the beginning, adding a force and expression term from time to time.

"What are you doing with this buddy? Still in the mood to mark the score with feelings? There were only three minutes left, and he hadn't written the words yet. If you write the words of a song in three minutes, the gods can't write it, and elementary school students have to write an essay for twenty minutes. Looking at Liu Yufan's unhurried appearance, these people unanimously agreed that this guy was pretending to be big.

In any case, in just three minutes, trying to complete the lyrics of a song is a seemingly impossible task. Because the lyrics are not like a song sheet, the song sheet still has a certain abstraction. As long as you have an inspiration in your head, it is generally quick to write a few melodies. But writing words is different, that is to think about, to revise. Three minutes to write the first word, are you kidding?

It's just that Liu Yufan's next move once again subverted their perception of "lyrics".

I saw that after Liu Yufan refined the score again, his face showed a look of satisfaction. Next, he sighed and put pen to paper. Lines of beautiful block letters quickly appear under the score.

It's just that at this moment, everyone is no longer in the mood to look at his words. The scene was extremely quiet, and you could even hear the "rustle" sound made by the friction between the tip of the pen and the paper when Liu Yufan was writing.

"What is this guy doing? He's not scribbling. Looking at Liu Yufan's writing speed, Yang Kun was a little stupid. This guy is writing words now, and he can't copy his homework so fast!

"Can his mind turn around?" In Yang Luan's mind, such a thought came to mind.

"Forget it, no matter what he is, we'll see it soon. Even if I bluff people again, and I am not satisfied with what I write in the end, I will not buy it. Hehe, if you win, you will have 100,000 yuan. Well, this 100,000 yuan, will there be some unreasonable takes? Alas, what kind of nonsense I'm thinking about, it's not something I brought up, it's whether the guy is willing to do it or not. Yang Kun excused himself in his heart.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Liu Yufan had already written the last lyrics of "I don't care" under the brief score of the last two bars. Then he raised his pen at the top of the whole score and neatly wrote the three big words "it doesn't matter".

"It doesn't matter?"

"So it doesn't matter what this song is called?"

"What a strange name, I don't know how the song is?"

……

Seeing that Liu Yufan had already written the name of the song, there was a burst of discussion in the crowd again.

Liu Yufan picked up the work he had just completed, calmly glanced at it, whistled lightly, "snapped" on the paper with his hand, and said easily: "It's done!" ”

"It's time", almost as soon as Liu Yufan's words fell, the "cousin" shouted at the same time. However, he soon found that the sentence he shouted was a bit redundant, because they had already finished writing it.

"I actually wrote a song in ten minutes." Looking at the piece of paper that Liu Yufan held in his hand that had already written the lyrics and songs, there was a commotion in the crowd. I don't know what this guy writes at the moment, but at least on paper, it's very regular, and it's true that he's an expert. For better or worse, this astonishing speed alone is enough to make people stunned. …,

Of the two conditions, Liu Yufan has already completed one. But it doesn't matter, because the remaining condition is the hardest.

Let the singer take the initiative to say "satisfied", such a condition, it looks like putting a tight spell on himself, and handing the spell to the other party. How stupid is it to let people say that they are satisfied or not satisfied, and leave the decision in the hands of others? Of course, it can also be seen as an extremely confident approach, but it is too much to be confident like this!

Liu Yufan didn't have any special expression, looking at Yang Kun, who had been staring at the piece of paper in his hand and didn't speak, Liu Yufan generously handed over the score, and said to him with a smile: "Look at it, by the way, there is a piano over there, you can also try to play." ”

looked at Liu Yufan, and Yang Kun took the score handed over by the other party. Looking at the meticulous score and lyrics on the paper, Yang Kun looked at Liu Yufan with a hint of admiration. Regardless of whether the song is good or bad, this rush alone is too rare!

"It doesn't matter? The title of this song is kind of interesting, it's quite fresh. Yang Kun looked at the title of the song, and then pressed the melody on it and hummed softly.

There is really a small piano next to it, which is used by singers to practice their voices in the background, but Yang Kun is too lazy to play. This little thing of sight-singing, he can still do it independently.

"It doesn't matter, who will fall in love with whom, it doesn't matter, who's haggard for whom......" After sight-singing the brief score twice, Yang Kun was basically familiar with the melody of the whole song and memorized it, and then began to sing the lyrics.

He hummed softly, the melody of the song was very simple, very free, casual, like a frustrated old man, in a self-deprecating tone, telling others about the frustration of love, and the kind of epiphany that looked down on everything.

This experience is so similar to his.

Gradually, Yang Kun forgot about the bet he made with Mr. Liu, and forgot the large number of onlookers next to him, he hummed the song over and over again, and even shook his head.