Ye Lang drank water while responding to the barrage's question.

"Look at it, I don't understand this again, the next thing is the knowledge point! Remember, knowledge! Ye Lang took a sip of tea and said lightly: "This erhu is the two lifelines of our Huaxia, one is the Yangtze River, the other is the Yellow River, one is the distance, the other is the hometown, sometimes, one is the father, the other is the mother, carrying a lot of meanings, you have seen someone use the erhu to express the emotions in their hearts, right, so many well-known erhu tunes you should have heard." ”

"However, who of you has ever seen someone use suona to perform emotions, suona is such a thing, it is the flow in the instrument, as soon as you open your mouth, all the instruments are dim."

As Ye Lang spoke, he glanced at Weibo.

"Who, so fast, it's all spread to Weibo, look at these water armies, today I just announced that I have entered the entertainment industry and signed two top powerful factions, they are afraid, what are they afraid of, afraid that I and Brother Xiao Zhan will grab food? I'm sorry, I don't eat. ”

Ye Lang went back at this time, comfortably watching the renaissance of the gods on the barrage.

"Haha, no, Ye Lang, your live broadcast room is going to be gone, dare to have a round of Xiao Zhan in public, you have to be cool."

"Ye Lang is really temperamental, Lao Tzu likes this kind of straight man, what kind of hanging thing is the little fresh meat of the mother."

"I have to say that this "Dongfeng Break" is not a problem in the music world."

"I have already posted it in our group, and soon someone from our teachers and professional musicians will hear Ye Lang's songs."

……

After the two songs were recorded, Ye Lang was also in a good mood, but when he saw the remarks of the person called Pickled Pepper, Ye Lang frowned.

"Who is this pickled pepper, rap master?"

The barrage responded.

"It's like an underground rapper, and it's said to be very powerful."

Ye Lang shook his head, "Rap, they don't know what rap is at all, of course, they may know a little bit, what they know is just imported products, that is, the so-called mainstream rap in the West, but these are not our Chinese raps." ”

The barrage exploded one by one.

“？？？ Isn't it, Ye Shen, you are not afraid of being dissed by them every day when you say this? ”

"It's over, those rappers are all dead-eyed, Ye Shen is going to be chased and bitten."

"I also feel like their rap is almost flavorful."

Ye Lang didn't worry about them coming to find him at all, and he let them go out just so that they could come to the door.

Come on, let the diss come more violently, at least I'm not afraid of you at all, okay, it's better to make a fuss all over the Internet, my new studio lacks your heat.

Those who came did not refuse, Ye Lang smiled slightly, and strategized.

This barrage of smiles was panicked for a while.

"What's wrong with Ye Shen? Hey, hey, hey, hey ”

"It's over, I can't imagine that the handsome and dashing Ye Shen has such a side of Erha."

……

Ye Lang picked up the guitar, which was a guitar made of 24k pure gold.

"As for this song, I can play and sing it on the guitar, and I don't need to make it or something."

Arrogance, arrogance.

In Ye Lang's live broadcast room, after professional musicians from all walks of life got the news, they poured in one by one.

Liu was still drinking with his friends, and suddenly he saw a message pop up in his group, "Ye Lang writes lyrics and composes live broadcasts, and records a new album." ”

The group is full of bigwigs in the music circle, and they are all a little unfamiliar with the name Ye Lang.

But Liu is no stranger to it.

When he almost couldn't eat, there was an anchor who used his song "Start Again" when he was fighting the landlord, and in an instant, Liu Huan's song was a big hit, and the money was available for several years at once, and the attention of the new songs that continued after that was very high made Liu, who had never met Huaicai, still deeply impressed by the term Ye Lang.

"Go and listen, I remember he was an anchor, and he seemed to sing well. Those songs are very representative, especially "People Like Me", "Old Boy" ......"

Liu still played rock and folk songs in front of him, and as soon as Liu still opened his mouth, someone immediately knew.

"I know, I listened to the song "Old Boy", it was very good, very enthusiastic." This is rock singer Wang Feng.

Folk singer Zhao Lei shook his head, "You're wrong, the old boy is actually average, maybe he sang it casually, the song "People Like Me" is really amazing, I really don't know, how much has this person been slapped by life, so that he has this kind of realization and wrote such lyrics." ”

"Let's go, watch him live!"

In the office of the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, several teachers rubbed their temples.

"Lao Han, there have been fewer and fewer good seedlings in recent years, and today's children can't sink their hearts, they can't practice well, is this kind of thing a thing like singing done overnight? It takes years and years, day after day. ”

It was the female professor Qin Hong who spoke.

"Yes, no way, take your time, our own precious things, it's good to find a few excellent children to pass them on, I'm old, I feel like I can't sing anymore."

This is the old artist Wu Dameng.

Han Lei smiled slightly, "You guys came back late, you missed something good, I just heard, I heard two songs, I heard me, my heart was surging, hehe, inheritance or something, it's always been okay, it's just that we haven't found it." ”

"Huh? Where is it? ”

"Watch the live broadcast, just watch this anchor."

……

After Ye Lang adjusted the sound effects of the guitar, he exhaled slowly, and then took a deep breath.

""Exploring the Qingshui River" is for everyone, this is a Beijing rhyme drum, which tells a love story hundreds of years ago, this story, you go to understand the development history of the Beijing rhyme drum, you will know that there must be such a one, I am here to sell a pass."

The melodious guitar sound slowly floated up, and a faint sadness echoed in the live broadcast room.

"The peach leaves are pointy

And the willow leaves covered the sky

Listen to me

……”

Ye Lang's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, in the live broadcast room, the barrage stopped sending barrages one by one at this time, and in front of his mobile phone and computer, he fell into a poignant love story.

The girl named Da Lian, when she met with the sixth brother, a group of big men who picked their feet laughed out of the pig cry one by one.

Everyone has a big lotus in their hearts, but now the people around them may not be a big lotus.

In the CBD building of the magic capital, the programmer who was working overtime to type code stopped what he was doing, silently closed his eyes, and the singing in the headphones hit people's hearts.

Tears also slowly fell.

"The autumn rain is continuous, and the frost falls on the Qingshui River

A pair of amorous people both jumped into the river

The amorous man of the infatuated woman

made up a little song to explore the Qingshui River

……”

Hearing this, he didn't know what was wrong, and he couldn't say a kind of grievance in his heart, the girl who used to be, said okay, I will make money to support you, where have you gone now?