Many people around Fang Baizhan directly reprimanded angrily: "Boy, you are a bit too much, Teacher Fang is criticizing you and pointing you out, your current work, in the eyes of the master, is simply useless." ”

"That's right, Boss Fang is one of the three major word sects, do you know what the three major word sects are? If there is no Boss Fang, there will be one less pop music in the discourse music scene now. ”

"It's ridiculous that this person only wrote four songs, and he dared to argue with Boss Fang. Boss Fang writes at least forty poems a year, and each of them is very popular, and now he is arguing with Boss Fang, which is too self-conscious. ”

"Wait for you to come up with good works, young people, now rely on your youth, write a few low-end saliva songs, and just blink your eyes, relying on the popularity of the masked man, to attract some young fans who have no cultural literacy. ”

"It's true, many people nowadays have a very low level of appreciation, so much so that they listen to any kind of song. I heard some Internet singer the other day, what the hell is it called, all of them are moaning without disease! The lyrics are terrible. It's ridiculous that this kind of singer still has fans and claims to be a music creator. ”

"It is because of this kind of low-end fans that many low-quality songs have a market. Bad money drives out good money, so that many excellent songs have no chance to show to the public. The reason why the songs I wrote have not been popular is because of this. A young lyricist looked at Ye Cuo with jealousy.

"Apologize! Mr. Masked Man, please apologize to Boss Fang and apologize for your rude behavior just now. ”

Ye Cuo sneered and looked at the people around him.

Fang Baizhan waved his hand directly: "Eh~ What is there to apologize for, young man, if you want to challenge authority, this is very easy to understand."

Many people want to rely on this to become popular.

However, I don't have time to take on the challenge of a junior.

The criticism of your work just now is my heartfelt words and a little guidance to you.

I also hope that you can improve, write lyrics with a more literati atmosphere, and write things that really move people's hearts.

If you don't listen, you can say nothing.

After all, many younger generations think that they are the first in the world, and they can't listen to the slightest guidance from their predecessors, which is normal and I can understand. ”

At this time, Fang Baizhan was very generous.

Many people looked at Ye Cuo with contempt, and secretly sneered in their hearts: This kid, with the guidance of the master, still doesn't listen, the arrogant person, in the end, must be Jiang Lang's talent, short-lived.

Ye Cuo said lightly: "Thank you, Boss Fang, if there is really a master who orders me, I am still very willing to listen." For example, Elder Gao gave me a lot of advice before, and I feel that I will be useful for life.

Because, I can really feel that I have learned something that I can't do.

As for the old-fashioned songs that you are good at, I have heard a lot of them, and I feel that I write them better than all of you, so I don't really want to listen to them, and people with a lower level than me will guide me. ”

Depend on!

In the hearts of all people, such a word popped up.

This kid is really arrogant.

Fang Baizhan created this category of songs, he actually said that Fang Baizhan was lower than his own level in this aspect?

Is this kid going to heaven?

Even Yan Feiyu's complexion changed, she thought that Ye Cuo didn't know Fang Baizhan, or didn't know Fang Baizhan's strength, so she couldn't help but quietly stretched out her hand, pulled Ye Cuo's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Ye Cuo, don't talk nonsense, Teacher Fang's strength is very strong." ”

Yan Feiyu was afraid that Ye Cuo would say a big thing now, and he would be humiliated later, and he would not be able to get over his face.

Elder Gao also quietly said to Ye Mistake: "Ye Xiaoyou, forget it." Although Fang Baizhan has a very bad temper and likes to scold wars, his talent is nothing to say, and the lyrics he writes are very imaginative.

Although you are also very talented, you are not good at songs of his type, so there is no need to compare your own shortcomings with the strengths of others. ”

Before Ye Cuo could speak, Fang Baizhan had already laughed out loud and said, "Not bad, I like interesting young people like you very much." You remind me of an idiom I learned when I was in elementary school, which is called the mantis arm as a car. ”

The second half of the sentence of the mantis arm as a car is beyond its strength, and many people at the scene also laughed.

Fang Baizhan said to Ye Cuo with interest: "Boy, how about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

Fang Baizhan said: "You don't have a company contract anyway, I think you are crazy, I appreciate it, a bit like when I was young."

Well, I'll give you a chance!

These people behind me are the foundation that I have brought out in the past few years, you compete with them, if you can win, I will give you a million cash.

If you lose, I heard that your legendary song will be directly given to Yan Feiyu, right? So the copyright is actually still in your hands.

If you lose, you'll have to sell me the rights to this song. ”

Fang Baizhan's words made Yan Feiyu and Gao Lao both faces change.

The legend has now become Yan Feiyu's masterpiece, if the copyright becomes someone else's, then Yan Feiyu can't have any other way to sing this song than Fang Baizhan's company.

This is the intention to force Yan Feiyu to go to his company!

Both of them looked at Ye Cuo a little nervously, and Ye Cuo said lightly: "Then come, although one million is not a lot of money for me, it is better than nothing." ”

Yan Feiyu looked at Ye Cuo a little nervously, Ye Cuo said to her: "It's okay, I have a lot of this kind of song in my stomach, and I'll give it to you when I finish writing it." ”

Fang Baizhan had already ordered the people around him to spread ten pieces of white paper and pens on the table.

Many people around had a sneer on their faces, waiting to see Ye Cuo's joke.

In Yan Feiyu's palm, all that was nervous was sweat.

Fang Baizhan looked at Ye Cuo and said, "That's it, I'll give you your words this time, and give you a title." lest you think that we are taking advantage of you, that we have written it a long time ago, and that we are bullying you. ”

After speaking, he turned his eyes around, looked in the hall, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the blue and white porcelain vase on a window next to him, and said: "Porcelain is also our Chinese treasure, one of the four major inventions, very Chinese elements, you can use this porcelain vase to write a song." ”

Many people at the scene were dumbfounded, what can be written in a bottle?

Many lyricists frowned and pondered, racking their brains to conceive a love story about ceramics.

Yan Feiyu's heart was cold, she felt that this was too difficult, she was about to turn her head to look at Ye Cuo, but Ye Cuo didn't even think about it, she walked directly to the pen and paper, and wrote down three words when she picked up the pen: "Blue and White Porcelain"!

PS: Update thirteen chapters first, and the rest will be sent one after another, until about twelve o'clock at night.