Three days later, the much-anticipated fourth episode of "The King of Crossover Singers" started at 8 p.m. as scheduled.

Many viewers have already sat in the front row of the TV, waiting for Su Lingxi to sing a new Chinese-style song.

It's still an annoying green moon, it's still a stinky and long advertisement like a footwrap, and Yang Shu knows that the audience is looking forward to Su Lingxi's debut, so he ...... He arranged Su Lingxi at the end.

This kind of thing is indeed very precious, so poplar strives to sell it at a good price.

Ratings are the good price in his heart.

In the magic capital, Lu Xiaosu's home, his father and his two uncles are sitting in front of the TV, drinking a few glasses of light wine while watching "The King of Crossover Singers".

"Lu Xiaosu, this stinky boy hasn't been back to the magic capital for a while, right?" Wu Bo said.

Dong Fang sighed and said: "Xiao Su is quite kind, at least he will call the senior brother every three or five days, that stinky boy in my family, it would be good if he could call me every month." ”

"You communicate too little with your son, and that kid is afraid of you." Lu Tian said lightly.

Wu Bo glanced at him, and complained wildly in his heart: "Just you, a cripple who can't hold back a fart for a long time, and you still have the face to say that the father and son don't communicate much?" ”

Under normal circumstances, Dad and Lu Xiaosu stay together, Lu Xiaosu is nagging endlessly, and Lu Tian usually "um", "good", "okay", three consecutive hits.

Dong Fang will at least invite his son to drink tea together, although no one likes to drink it......

Of course, Wu Bo didn't dare to say this, after all, he didn't have itchy skin today.

On TV, the Chinese-American Lin Xueli is on the court, and Su Lingxi aside, she is the most popular player.

"This Lin Xueli is not bad, her appearance is very good, and if she practices her singing skills a lot, she can make do." Wu Bo commented.

Dong Fang also nodded and said, "Walking the path of singing and dancing, and a little sexy, it is still worth cultivating." ”

Lin Xueli's previous profession was a model, and she has not signed a contract with a record company, and many record companies are playing with her idea. Even the picky Wu Bo and Dong Fang feel that she is a good seedling.

Daddy ignored them and just quietly took a sip of wine.

He has no interest in these players at all, and the reason why he squats to watch it is mainly for Su Lingxi.

He likes this little girl very much, and he is very satisfied with his stinky boy's vision.

What's more, the songs she sings are all written by her son, and Lu Tian has no reason not to watch them.

He has listened to several previous songs, and his personal favorite is "Daughter's Love", which is more in line with the taste of his generation.

The pork belly has now changed from a puppy to a fat dog, and the corgi already has short legs, and with its fat body, the legs look even shorter.

It lay at Lu Tian's feet, too lazy to move.

It wasn't until Su Lingxi came on the field that it stood up, circled around the TV a few times, and then shook its ass and stuck out its tongue, selling cuteness vigorously.

It recognized the hostess, but with its intelligence, it couldn't understand the TV for the time being.

Daddy's toes stepped on the ground slightly, and the pork belly ears moved, and then obediently ran over and sat down, not daring to continue to make noise.

Wu Bo and Dong Fang also put down their wine glasses and began to concentrate on watching TV.

They are also quite curious about Lu Xiaosu's new Chinese-style songs.

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Mr. Yu Guangzhong once wrote a free poem called "Looking for Li Bai", in which there are several sentences that are particularly well-known:

[The wine enters the bowels of Hao, and seven points are brewed into moonshine,

The remaining three points roared into sword qi,

As soon as the embroidery mouth is spit out, it is half of the Tang Dynasty. 】

In everyone's impression, Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai's poems are always more wild and uninhibited, but he has also written small and fresh poems such as "Lang Rides a Bamboo Horse and Goes Around the Bed to Make Green Plums".

Lu Xiaosu's new Chinese-style song for Su Lingxi is also written about the story of a generation of childhood sweethearts, and the song title is just as small and fresh, with a slight cuteness.

This song is written by Fang Wenshan and composed by Jay Chou, and is sung by Joey Yung, who is known as the "Emperor's First Sister", and the song is called "Little".

The song incorporates some classical Chinese instruments such as erhu and guzheng, and the love affair written in the lyrics is not a childhood sweetheart of modern people, but a few decades ago.

The lyrics also incorporate a lot of oriental unique elements, which is what Fang Wenshan is best at.

This is a real Chinese song, although the ancient meaning is not so strong. Even in the official classification, it is also divided into the category of Chinese style.

In 2007, this song won the Most Popular Chinese Song Award, which shows its power.

Interestingly, in a live version, Jay Chou and Joey Yung sang together, but because the scene was a female voice, he couldn't sing it alive. Xiao Gongju must have been confused at that moment: Lao Tzu couldn't sing the song he wrote!?

Of course, for Su Lingxi, there was no problem.

Instead of wearing her long hair, she wore a simple ponytail that looked fresh, just like the girl next door.

After the soothing prelude to the song, she picked up the microphone and slowly began to sing.

The song is like a story, and she is slowly singing a piece of the past to everyone.

[Memories like a storyteller,

With a tone full of vernacular,

Jump over puddles, around the village,

and so on.

You knead a city with mud,

He said that he would marry me in the future,

How many times to turn around, how many times to pass through the door, and waste your youth. 】

Her singing voice is very melodious, without deliberate sensationalism, but the picture is very strong, which makes people unconsciously substitute into it.

The big screen lit up, and it was still drawn by Chen Ran's sister.

Spectators saw a little boy and a little girl pinching mud at the village gate.

The little girl wore two pigtails, held a string of sugar gourds in her hand, tilted her little head, and handed the sugar gourds over.

The little boy with mud on his face came over and took a bite, then continued to pinch his house, and said to the little girl: "I ate your sugar gourd, and when I grow up in the future, I will work like my father to make money, marry you home, and buy you endless sugar gourds." ”

The little girl giggled, revealing her two little tiger teeth.

She said yes.

His house and hers were next door, and they would pass by each other every day, and time passed slowly, day after day.

The two children play together every day, and they have fun spending their time.

Time has withered the green plums, and the old bamboo horses have become old.

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Song continues:

[A little touching rain,

A little awkwardness hurts,

Tiny people don't know how to kiss yet. 】

It turned out that this was a song about singing childhood sweethearts, Wu Bo and Dong Fang glanced at each other, and couldn't help but look at Lu Tian.

They know that Lu Tian and her also grew up together.

Lu Tian, who has been invincible in the entertainment industry, was not afraid of heaven and earth when he was young, except for the old principal Wu Dongqing, he was only afraid of her.

As soon as she cried, Lu Tian would be flustered and overwhelmed.

Wu Bo will always laugh at Lu Tian: "Cripple, didn't you say that this is a sister who grew up together?" Why did you marry home and be a wife? ”

At this time, she would look at Wu Bo with her hands on her hips and said, "I said it when I was a child, of course he can't cheat!" ”

The lame man stood by and laughed.

As long as people are in the magic capital, no matter how busy Lu Tian is, he will go home before dark.

Because she doesn't like to eat alone.

It's just that there is no such person in the world since then, and when she smiles, she will raise the corners of her lips; Seeing her frowning, she wanted to do it for her.

When I crossed the hill, I found that there was no one waiting.

The lame man felt in his pocket, he wanted to smoke.

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(PS: Second Update.) Let's talk about it, the ancient style and the Chinese style are different, the difference is quite big, don't get confused, it's not the same kind of song. ）