Fang Zheng roughly understood the situation of this show, and his feelings seemed to be booming, but in fact, he was strong on the outside and could disappear at any time.

If the show is gone, won't the five million be gone?

However, Fang Zheng still pushed open the door and walked in, these songs are useless to him, although the chance is slim this time, and the songs of the other world don't know if they can work here, it's useless to keep them horizontally and vertically, so it's better to try: "That...... Can I apply? ”

At this time, the four clerks sitting in the office chatting came back to their senses.

At the head was a middle-aged Mediterranean man, and the rest were two young women and a middle-aged man.

The four of them were startled when they suddenly heard someone talking at the door, for fear that their small talk would be heard, and when they turned around and found that it was a monk, they were even more surprised.

I have received many applicants, and it is the first time that the monks have met them.

Mediterranean glanced at Fangzheng's appearance, shook his head, and muttered: "So young, I'm afraid it's not another ...... who wants to hit the luck" and then said to a woman: "Xiao Sun, you go and deal with it." ”

Sun Wen immediately took a form and walked to Fangzheng: "You are also here to sign up, I wrote your singing?" ”

"Yes." Fang Zheng replied.

Sun Wen handed over the form and said casually: "Fill out the form, after filling it out, leave your song, and we will review it." ”

Fang Zheng nodded, took the form and began to write.

After filling in the information, Fang Zheng was in a dilemma, he had a song, but which one should he choose as the song for the competition?

Fang Zheng sat there, flipping through the thick book of songs from another world in his mind.

This time, Fang Zheng found that there were really songs he hadn't seen and heard, and he hadn't heard of the creators in them, what Fang Wenshan, Jay Chou, and Mao Buyi ...... I've never heard of it.

"There are so many, I haven't heard of them, I can't understand the score, I can't hum it...... Fang Zheng had a headache.

Seeing Fang Zheng lying there looking at the blank paper in front of him writing lyrics and tunes in a daze, Sun Wen shook her head slightly, glanced at the name on the registration form and couldn't help but ask, "Master Fangzheng, why don't you write it?" Wouldn't it be unready? ”

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "It's true that I'm not ready, there are too many songs, I don't know which one to write." ”

Sun Wen laughed dryly: "You mean, you have a lot of songs?" ”

"A lot, a lot." Fang Zheng replied casually while looking for a song that he could.

"It's all good, it's hard to choose?" Sun Wen asked.

Fang Zheng shook his head: "I don't know, I can't sing." ”

Sun Wen was speechless, it was the first time she met herself writing songs, but she said that she couldn't sing, and she could still write songs if she couldn't sing? That's!

But he still asked: "Don't you know which song is good?" ”

Fang Zheng continued to shake his head: "I don't know, it should be...... Well, I mean, it's pretty average. ”

Fang Zheng really didn't report a particularly big hope for songs from another world, so he didn't dare to say it full.

Sun Wen looked at the monk in front of her in surprise, others came to sign up, and they all boasted about how good their songs were, this monk was good, and he even said that his songs were very ordinary.

Sun Wen shook her head and stopped asking, because she felt that this monk was too unreliable.

The Mediterranean and the others over there also felt that this young monk should not have anything good, so after shaking his head slightly, he no longer paid attention to Fang Zheng's side and continued to talk about himself quietly.

After thinking about it again and again, Fang Zheng didn't know which one to choose, so he simply closed his eyes, and the soul in the sea casually clicked the big book in front of him with his fingers, and left it to fate, and chose what to choose!

When he opened his eyes, he pointed to a song called "If One Day I Become Rich".

"Such a vulgar song?" Fang Zheng clicked on the lyrics of this song with tears and laughter, and then he was shocked!

If one day I become rich

My first choice was not to travel the world

Lie down on the world's largest and softest couch

Eat and wake up, and eat again for a year

If one day I become rich

You can keep everyone with me

Eat, drink, and chat happily every day

Don't worry about tomorrow and parting

I became rich, I became rich

How many people waste time day and night

I became rich, I became rich

Then pretend to be modest and say that money is not everything

If one day I become rich

I'll buy all the rare smiley faces

Let all the poor children no longer be timid

All evil people no longer have a voice

If one day I become rich

I will do everything I can to turn back the clock

It is not for the sake of contributing to the ideals of humanity

Just wanted to say to her that I'm sorry

I became rich, I became rich

How many people waste time day and night

I became rich, I became rich

Then pretend to be modest and say that money is not everything

I've become rich

All worries are left in the sky

I became rich, I became rich

And then say from the bottom of your heart that money, it's not everything.

"Hiss......" Fang Zheng gasped and muttered: "Words are the most ordinary words, but they reflect the most real life, a little heart-piercing, a little painful ......."

Becoming rich......

Isn't this just talking about the dream of a poor monk?

It's for me, that's it! ”

Fang Zheng no longer hesitated, and immediately began to write.

Sun Wen had lost her patience and was about to sit on the side, but she saw the monk in front of her suddenly put down her pen, and then wrote the lyrics very smoothly as if she was helped.

After the lyrics were written, the monk began to write the score, and the speed was also very fast, all in one go, without stopping.

It felt like copying......

Of course she didn't know that Fang Zheng was copying!

After Fang Zheng finished writing, he looked at Sun Wen with pure eyes and said, "I'm done, and then what?" ”

Sun Wen looked at the unpretentious lyrics and words on it, her eyes were a little surprised, the words were very ordinary, and even a little like a running account, but I don't know why, I always felt a heart-piercing pain after reading it.

As for the score, she didn't know much about it, so after taking the lyrics, the other party said: "It's okay, we will submit it, and a special teacher is responsible for the specific review work." You can go back and wait for the news. ”

Fang Zheng nodded, and at this moment, the Mediterranean Sea over there said: "It's really written, show it to me." ”

Sun Wen immediately lowered the song: "Teacher Yang, take a look, I think his song is so special...... The lyrics are very special, they are not about love. ”

"Don't write about love? So what does he write? Feelings for family and country? Does he have that experience? Can you write that atmosphere? Another middle-aged man questioned.

Teacher Yang was about to nod, and then he hummed in surprise, and then his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression gradually became serious.

Everyone immediately knew that things were not so simple, and they came up one after another.