Chapter 8: The Country Composer
Ma Xiaoshu pinched his fingers and calculated, 3,000 yuan in 20 days is not much, and he can earn 5,000 a month by doing odd jobs. But the problem is that the general work is not covered, and the school dormitory is not allowed to live during the summer vacation, so you need to rent another room, which is a lot of money.
What's more, people still have to eat while they are alive......
Looking at it this way, 20 days of food and accommodation will make more net money.
Besides, training or anything is useless, and while I eat and live there, I go to find a part-time job to do, isn't it a double income?
You can also mix into the music industry to understand the market and prepare for selling songs in the future.
After figuring it out, Ma Xiaoshu put away the promotion card and said:
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou! I've loved music since I was a kid! In order not to embarrass you, I will definitely train well! ”
Lao Zhou was also a little moved, and began to go crazy, oh no...... Handsome:
"Not bad, not bad! Although you still have a lot of shortcomings, your musical talent deserves a better stage, and I, Zhou, am willing to withstand the pressure to let you advance. For those few lines of song you just sang, many composers can't write it in their lifetime. When did you start studying music? ”
Ma Xiaoshu: "Last year. ”
Lao Zhou: "......"
Is this what you call loving music since childhood?
Lao Zhou asked again: "Who did you learn from?" ”
Ma Xiaoshu: "The guitar and sheet music that I learned with my roommate Gou Fugui, oh, it's the one that spit on you before, I don't know if the teacher still has an impression." ”
Lao Zhou: "......"
It's a bit of an impression, that guy's breath is unstable and lacks breath, and he can't spit out his saliva far and still wants to sing?
The other three judges snickered.
Didn't expect that, right? The soil bun that you boasted about is the apprentice who spits on your saliva.
Lao Zhou's face turned red and forcibly made amends: "That player...... Although he has no talent, it can be seen that he does love music, at least more reliable than those who rely on his figure and face to advance. ”
Outside the field, the dying Gou Jian finally showed a smile, I thank you so much.
A certain female judge had a gloomy face and squinted at Lao Zhou.
Ma Xiaoshu laughed: "The teacher is talking about Zhu Biao and Niu Ziming, they are also my roommates, one taught me to write lyrics, and the other taught me to dance." ”
Lao Zhou is speechless, co-authoring Lao Tzu can't get used to seeing your roommates?
You're here to sanction me, right?
The other judges laughed even louder, mocking unbridledly.
There has never been harmony between the judges, and it's okay to fight openly and secretly to attack each other, and there were fights in previous sessions.
Zhang Yang, the director of the program group, was still thunderous one moment ago, angry that Lao Zhou was disobedient, and the next moment, he thanked Lao Zhou for leaving this horse tree.
Because the popularity of live streaming has suddenly skyrocketed, especially the number of barrages.
The live barrage became very lively and noisy. Some people dislike Ma Xiaoshu, so naturally there are people who support him, some people say that he is not worthy of promotion, and some people think that his singing is good.
Director Zhang immediately gave instructions to the judges, the live broadcast effect is good, and this contestant can be developed again.
Lao Zhou didn't wear headphones, and waved his hand: "Okay, Ma Xiaoshu, go down." ”
Ma Xiaoshu turned around and left.
"Wait!"
A female judge stopped him, her eyes were not good.
Ma Xiaoshu pouted, is there an end?
The female judge was the one who chose Zhu Biao and Niu Ziming, and she asked: "Ma Xiaoshu, what is your dream?" ”
Almost all of the players who make the cut will be asked a few words.
Ma Xiaoshu: "I want to write songs and be a composer. ”
The female judge laughed playfully: "Are you still a composer?" Do you know staves? ”
Ma Xiaoshu said: "I know how to write a simple score." ”
The female judge said bitterly: "Heh! Jane composes songs? You can't even write notes? is really talented, Lao Zhou has vision! Do you know music theory? ”
Ma Xiaoshu shook his head: "I don't understand." ”
"Then why do you write songs?"
"By feeling."
"Hahaha......"
The judges laughed, and the audience couldn't stand it, this is too stupid, right? Writing songs based on feelings?
The female judge said: "If you can hum two tunes, you think you are a composer?" At best, he is a rural composer, a fake composer who is not in the stream, and he is not in the stream than Internet songs. In this world, not many people are born geniuses, and young people must know how to be humble and awe-inspiring. ”
Lao Zhou's face was already dark, which meant that Sang scolded Huai.
Country composer.
It seems to be a mockery of Ma Xiaoshu's unrealistic delusions, but it is actually a belittling of Lao Zhou's professional ability and vision.
Ma Xiaoshu was very happy: "Ah! Yeah...... The teacher was right! Thank you, teacher, it was you who inspired me to write a new song. ”
The female judge was stunned: "What? What new song? ”
Ma Xiaoshu: "Just when I was talking to you, a big lump of inspiration suddenly came, sigh...... It's written. ”
The female judge thought that the other party was sarcastic about herself, and said angrily: "You sing and listen!" I've lived for decades, and I haven't seen anyone write a song in my head! Is this where you brag about it? You don't respect this stage! ”
Ma Xiaoshu had a serious face: "That...... I'll be ugly. ”
Lao Zhou covered his face, regretting that he didn't drive Ma Xiaoshu away just now, and now Ma Xiaoshu is ashamed, he is ashamed.
It's impossible to write a new song right away!
Who can write a song so quickly?
Or is it written in the head?
Seemingly...... It's really going to be a shame today.
The female judge clasped her hands and sneered on her face, waiting to see Lao Zhou's joke: "You sing, if you have the ability, you can sing." ”
Ma Xiaoshu is really grateful to this female judge, and she smiled very brightly.
This is the first time in his life that he has pulled out a dream song so smoothly, which is even smoother than the last "When You". Thanks to the ridicule of this female judge, and every word she says, the song in the dream is clearer.
The most important thing is that the song is almost complete, with lyrics, sheet music, arrangement, accompaniment, harmony...... The whole nine yards.
He sang excitedly:
Notes are not written
Writing songs is a feeling
Take a few looks at the world
A few more titles
Ideas from theory books
Defective
A medal is awarded
Tell a piece of dialogue
Don't talk about love
Try to be as exciting as possible
Few were born
Not a genius
The female judges were stupid, Lao Zhou was shocked, and the other two judges also looked at each other.
What is it?
This refers to the monk scolding the bald man!
Musical notes can't be written, songs are written by feeling, opinions in theory books are flawed, and few people are born not geniuses...... Every sentence pierces the heart, and it is all the cynicism of the female judges just now.
Looking at the lyrics, it really looks like a song written on the spot.
The essential...... It's also very good!
Don't say that he is right or not, at least this song is catchy and melodious when sung, and it is a few notches stronger than many new songs at the moment.
Why do you call this a country composer?
Ma Xiaoshu didn't stop and continued to sing the chorus:
composer
Write the most ordinary song of our lives
composer
Tell the person you love how deep you are
composer
I'm still an old friend you haven't seen in years
And you still don't quite understand
Loneliness is a beat