Chapter 128: The originator of the draft (48) Music critic
Such an evil sect?
Huang Hong's drowsiness disappeared, she got up and warmed herself a glass of milk, and clicked the play button again.
Listened to it again.
This time, not only the "Zan cell" was still dividing happily, but the "strange cell" seemed to be shrinking little by little, getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
With a "snap", the milk cup was put down heavily, and the splashed milk dripped onto the table, on the carpet, and on the corners of the yellow and red mouths.
Huang Hong is an informal person, she licked the milk from her mouth, and dialed a phone call.
“…… Feed. ”
It took a long time for the other side to pick it up, and a sleepwalking-like weak voice sounded: "Grandma, it's so late, what advice do you have?" ”
Huang Hong smiled heartily: "Something big happens, hurry, get up and listen to the song." ”
On the opposite side is the famous music person Huang Shuyi.
I think that at the beginning, Huang Honghuaguang, who had hit a wall everywhere in the music scene, had accumulated a single, and after Huang Shuyi heard it, he appreciated it very much and spared no effort to praise it.
It can be said that Huang Hong has today, and Huang Shuyi, Bole, has played a vital role.
Although both of them are surnamed Huang, they did not know each other in the past.
Huang Shuyi is strongly supportive, but because he is a musician who really understands music and is worthy of respect.
Over the years, the two have also fallen in love and killed each other. Huang Shuyi has praised Huang Hong many times, but he has also mercilessly criticized some of her failed works.
Huang Hong was not annoyed, but respected this friend's character more and more.
It is precisely knowing that there will always be a fair leather whip behind him, that Huang Hong has greater motivation to improve and surpass himself.
Instinctively, after Huang Hong found out that "Chinese Nunchuck" was a magnificent song, the first thing that came to mind was this old friend.
"Oh?" At the mention of his old business, Huang Shuyi's sleepiness disappeared for the most part, and he got up and opened his laptop, "What song?" ”
"'Chinese Nunchucks.'"
Huang Shuyi's hand, which had been placed in the search bar, paused.
In the 20-in-10 game of "SUPER Girl" in the Sichuan Division, Huang Shuyi watched it in front of the TV for the first time. When listening to "Chinese Nunchucks", I only felt a splitting headache and an urge to wash my ears.
Seeing that her old friend Huang Hong on the screen also had a black face, she couldn't help but feel some sympathy for her.
The player named Bailan, Huang Hong, is very optimistic, and he has mentioned it to himself a few times. Unexpectedly, it was planted with a strange song.
A few years later, even if this girl can really gain a foothold in the music world, that song will forever become her black history.
It's a pity.
At this moment, in the middle of the night, an old friend specially called, and he wanted to listen to it again?
"Are you confused?" Huang Shuyi couldn't cry or laugh, and had to say another comforting word, "Everyone has a life, don't think about it." ”
The yellow red laughed even louder: "It's not that I'm confused, I'm crazy with joy." ”
Huang Shuyi stroked his forehead, it's hard to say whether he is happy or not, he seems to be really crazy.
Helplessly, Huang Hong insisted on telling him to listen again, and told him not to hang up the phone.
Forget it, I've been friends for many years, although listening to it again will increase the torment, but the two of them listen together, and it can be regarded as a difficult time to share it. Huang Shu was heartbroken, entered the keyword, and clicked on the video that popped up.
Neither of them spoke again, only the music flowed freely.
After a song, Huang Shuyi subconsciously pressed his puffing heart with his hand.
The heart usually beats because it is alive, but now it beats so violently because of excitement.
I only listened to this song for the second time, and I had a completely different feeling.
Those seemingly strange and unreasonable tunes and chords are not only pleasing to the ear, but also very evocative. The more you taste it, the more you can feel the jump and wonderfulness in it.
That RAP, listening to the lyrics again, how burning and cool it feels.
"Chinese Nunchuck" is rare that there is no love between men and women and the sound of love and glamour in the pop songs of the past, it is just as written in its lyrics - a righteous body.
What is rare is that it is just and not roundabout.
The new and unique tunes are even more amazing.
Huang Shuyi suddenly remembered that a friend once commented on Zhang Ailing, a talented woman in the Republic of China: "Zhang Ailing's fashion and delicacy in her bones are ahead of the times, because her thinking is too advanced, and no one really understands her in a sense." Therefore, her soul is lonely all her life. ”
This is simply to his heart, and the creator of "Chinese Nunchuck" is now facing the same problem.
I've been immersed in the music scene for so many years, didn't I instinctively reject it when I listened to it for the first time, because I had never been exposed to this kind of music?
Huang Shuyi looked at the name of the lyrics and composition column again: Cen Xing.
This newcomer must not be buried.
If a star is dusty, what else do you want him to do as a professional music critic?
"I still have something to do, hang up first." Putting down the phone, Huang Shuyi clicked on the music again. At the same time, he opened a document, and when his fingers tapped, what he had just thought turned into lines of smooth and sharp text.
Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Huang Hong was not annoyed at all. She knew that Huang Shuyi would do so.
That's exactly what she's calling for.
Thinking that Huang Shuyi thoroughly felt the goodness of "Huaxia Nunchuck" when he listened to it for the second time, Huang Hong sighed lightly with some convincing.
This brother's musical literacy and perception are really speechless.
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Distant Jiangcheng, He family.
He Xinlei, who was lying on the bed reading a book, received a ventilation report from a concierge of the Cen family, and Cen Xing returned to Jiangcheng.
The good mood that had been maintained all night finally reached its peak, she dropped the book, smiled and rolled on the bed.
Tomorrow is the 10-in-6 game in the Jiangcheng Division, He Xinlei is close to each other because of her special identity, and she never lives in the training base. The repertoire of the performance has already been practiced, and I will go to the rehearsal on time tomorrow morning.
She stayed in front of the TV and waited for the broadcast of the 20-in-10 game in the Sichuan City Division, and the feeling of nervousness was even worse than when she was on stage.
It wasn't until Bolan opened her mouth and listened to the strange melody that He Xinlei's heart gradually fell.
Bolan was really eliminated, and Cen Xing also returned to Sichuan City overnight, what does this mean? shows that he really just wants to have a musical collaboration with her.
As soon as Bolan was worthless, he kicked him away mercilessly.
Thinking of Cen Xing's perennially cold face like an ice cube, He Xinlei felt so happy.
No matter how far the kite flies, as long as the string is still in your hand, no one can snatch it away after all.
As for Cen Xing's song, it is so ugly...... He Xinlei was silent, feeling that she didn't care much.
With the backing of the Cen family, why worry that Cen Xing's future is not bright? In the future, he will not write songs, but take over the business of the Cen family, maybe his temperament will become better.
He Xinlei fell asleep with a smile and had some pink dreams.
But the next morning, when she habitually watched the news on the Internet, she found that a music review written by music critic Huang Shuyi was extremely popular, or was it a praise for "Chinese Nunchuck"?
Misfortune is not a one-way street, in the campus forum of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, there was a scandal between Bolan and Cen Xing? !