Writing songs in a day?

It's hard to be strong!

And

The song should also fit the voices of ten people, and it should not be too abrupt.

Time

The members of the group all felt that Sun Qingxuan was unreliable.

The point is,

Chen Ming didn't refute, just said try as much as possible.

Could it be that it can't be done,

Can you really write an original song with good quality in one day?

No one believed it!

Even Tong Ran and others don't believe it, how can it be said and written when writing songs, what needs inspiration also needs to be polished repeatedly.

But Sun Qingxuan came to the rehearsal room really, and after resting, he left the rehearsal room directly.

Leaving a group of players staring wide-eyed.

After hesitation,

Some of the contestants tentatively asked Chen Ming: "Brother Chen, are you inspired now?" ”

Don't ask, ask is no.

But Chen Ming couldn't say it so confidently, so he could only say euphemistically: "You go out for a walk, and I'll solve the matter of the song." ”

Looked at

The other six contestants shook their heads and walked out of the rehearsal room.

They couldn't really rest, and when they went back, they searched the Internet for songs suitable for ten people, so that they could rehearse tomorrow.

In the rehearsal room,

Only Chen Ming, Zhou Yi, Tong Ran and Du Keke remained.

Tong Ran looked surprised: "You don't really want to write a song a day, do you?" ”

"I'm a human being, not a god, how can I write a new song a day."

Chen Ming shook his head helplessly.

He doesn't have a system again!

All the songs are memorized by the brain, how can it be said that creation is creation?!

fortunately

Chen Ming came to Kyoto this time and brought his notebook.

I hope there's a good one in the notebook.

Tong Ran didn't hold out hope, just patted Chen Ming's shoulder and left the rehearsal room with Du Keke.

Zhou Yi just said simply: "Sometimes if you don't push yourself, you don't know how much potential you have." ”

Chen:......

Are these words of encouragement?

Chen Ming stopped talking, and Zhou Yi also left.

In the huge rehearsal room, only Chen Ming was left.

"What song do you choose?"

Chen Ming had a headache.

I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't think of a suitable song.

thereupon

Chen Ming left the rehearsal room and walked out of the Temple of Heaven, he chose to run back and forth between the Temple of Heaven and the hotel, but this is a suburb of Kyoto, and he usually can't even see a taxi.

How do I get back to the hotel?

At this moment,

A white sedan was parked

Beside Chen Ming, the car window slowly moved down, revealing a suffocating face.

Sun Qingxuan smiled: "Back to the city center? ”

Chen Ming nodded.

"Get in the car, I'll send you."

It's really hard to take a taxi!

After hesitating, Chen Ming got into Sun Qingxuan's car, but did not choose the co-pilot, but sat in the back.

After getting on the bus,

Sun Qingxuan glanced at Chen Ming through the rearview mirror.

"Is it stressful to write a song a day?"

The car started slowly, because there was snow on the road, so Sun Qingxuan's speed was not fast.

Chen Ming shook his head: "It's okay." ”

Looked at

Sun Qingxuan nodded and did not speak again.

The two fell silent.

Chen Ming looked at the receding scenery outside the window, and his mind was still thinking about the new song.

fuzzy,

He seemed to remember that he had a suitable one in his notebook.

But I can't remember clearly!

An hour later,

The car was parked securely outside the Kyoto International Hotel.

"Do you need me to pick you up tomorrow?"

Sun Qingxuan wore sunglasses, poked her head out of the car window, and asked.

Chen Ming hurriedly shook his head: "No need, I'll take a taxi by myself." ”

Wen Yan,

Sun Qingxuan stepped on the accelerator and left slowly.

Chen Ming returned to his hotel room, his face flushed instantly.

"Get dressed!"

Chen Ming said helplessly.

When Su Rou doesn't go out, she likes to wear very loose clothes, and every time Chen Ming sees it, she has a feeling of nosebleeds.

When Su Rou saw Chen Ming, she was stunned for a moment, and ran over quite happily: "Why did you come back so early today?" ”

Then, she threw herself into Chen Ming's arms, and her two smooth and white thighs were firmly wrapped around Chen Ming's waist, and Chen Ming almost didn't stand firmly.

Through the thin clothes, Chen Ming could feel the temperature of Su Rou's skin.

Moment

Chen Mingzhen felt that his nose was bleeding.

"Obedient, go get dressed first."

Chen Ming put down Su Rou and patted her little head.

Wait for Su Rou to get dressed,

Chen Ming recounted what happened today.

"I'm going to let you out a new song tomorrow?"

Su Rou was shocked.

Writing a song is not about eating and drinking, how can it be so simple?

Chen Ming sighed: "I have a lot of samples of songs recorded before in my notebook, I'll find out if there are any suitable ones." ”

Open the notebook,

Chen Ming originally thought that he would have to look for a long time.

Unexpectedly,

On the last line of the folder,

He saw the title of a song.

"This song ......"

Chen Ming clicked on the audio file and listened to it.

The date of creation of the folder is July.

And at that time,

Chen Ming hasn't moved yet, and he still lives in the low-rent house that dews in autumn and leaks in winter.

After listening to it a few times,

The joy in Chen Ming's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the final decision was it!

"That's it!"

Chen Ming shouted excitedly.

Su Rou looked at it curiously.

The next second,

Chen Ming hugged Su Rou and kissed him fiercely: "Do you want to go out for a walk?" Why don't you take a look at the beauty of Kyoto? ”

Su Rou's face was slightly red, and she asked happily, "Have you found the right one?" ”

"Well, that's a good fit!"

Thinking of this,

Chen Ming was even happier.

Su Rou hugged Chen Ming's neck, kissed Chen Ming too, and cheered: "Okay, let's go out to play!" ”

On the other side,

Cui Han was very painful.

He wanted to advance to the final round of the individual competition, but he didn't want to use the song written by Fang.

That song is his own!

Others don't deserve to sing.

But the problem is that if you choose another song and don't make it to the final of the individual competition, the song written to him by that party will not be his.

HQ will definitely take this song back!

To use, or not to use?

This is a problem of the century for Cui Han.

At last

Cui Han still chooses to use it.

"Dong Tianwang, I have a song, it's very good."

The rest of the contestants looked at Cui Han.

The king in charge of Cui Han, named Dong Chen, is an old king artist who has been famous for many years, he is not an artist of Phantom Sound National Entertainment, but he has a relationship with Phantom Sound National Entertainment in private, so he pulled Cui Han over.

On the first day of rehearsal, all the groups were looking for suitable songs to sing, and only when the repertoire was determined would the subsequent rehearsals go smoothly.

Dong Chen originally planned to use a song of his own to participate in the competition, but he didn't expect Cui Han to directly recommend himself.

"What song?"

"A song written by Teacher Fang Shu."

"Who?"

"Teacher Fang Shu!"

Moment

Dong Chen couldn't sit still, and the rest of the contestants were also excited: "Is it really a song written by Fang?" ”

Cui Han nodded, but his heart was bleeding.

Dong Chen didn't plan to win the championship at first, he just wanted to go through the motions, after all, the invitation fee given by the Voice program team was very attractive.

But at the moment,

He had only one thought!

I'm going to win the championship!!