Soon, half of the song was finished.

To be honest, Ma Xiaoshu sings really ordinary, without any skills at all, barely out of tune.

But......

It's really good.

This is the unanimous feeling of the judges, the contestants and the audience.

Even if it was a female judge against Ma Xiaoshu, she couldn't pick out the bones in the egg, although she wanted to. Because, this lyric is completely ironic to her, a naked slap in the face.

But it's a pity that she really can't find fault with this song for a while.

can only be incompetent and furious, gritting teeth.

Live barrage:

"This is what the hell is playing, right?"

"How can you be so strong?"

"I don't believe it."

"Swollen the silicone face of the female judge!"

"It's really relieving~"

"I can't write a musical note, I can't write a song, it's a feeling. Hahahaha! Bunker up! ”

"Although it sounds good, I don't believe it was written on the spot."

"Is there a possibility that this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger from the beginning?"

"It should be arranged by the program team."

"Anyway, there's something about this little tree."

"Am I the only one who is noticing? They had four people in one dormitory and three in the ranks. ”

"Wow! It's outrageous......"

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the live broadcast room, the scene was very quiet.

The female judge had a sore face and didn't want to speak.

After Lao Zhou was shocked, he smiled and showed his back sockets, comfortable! It's so comfortable! Who is it who has no vision? Who is unprofessional?

Lao Tzu won't speak, so you will be embarrassed for a longer time.

The other two judges didn't squeak and watched the excitement.

Ma Xiaoshu's stomach purred, and reminded the female judge: "Oh woer." ”

The female judge glared at Ma Xiaoshu: "Huh? What? ”

Lao Zhou poked and poked secretly: "English." Oh Wohl means the end. ”

The female judge rolled her eyes angrily: "Okay, Ma Xiaoshu, you can leave ......"

Lao Zhou interrupted the spell: "Ma Xiaoshu, what's the name of this song?" It can't be called "The Country Composer", right? ”

The female judge's teeth were about to be crushed.

Ma Xiaoshu: "It's called "The Composer". ”

Lao Zhou looked arrogant: "It's okay to write!" Didn't disgrace me. Why don't you thank Mr. Lin? Thank you for inspiring her! ”

Hand the knife.

Ma Xiaoshu took the knife and stabbed: "Thank you, Mr. Lin!" This is the first time I've written a full song, thank you! Thank you! During the training camp, I will definitely ask you for more advice, I hope you can bring me more inspiration, no wonder your name is Mr. Lin, the inspired Lin. By the way, Mr. Inspiration, it's not convenient for you to add a WeChat, I feel very close to you......"

This thing is so happy that it is upside down.

The female judge surnamed Lin was already on the verge of exploding, and she was so special: "No need!" You go fast and don't affect the players behind you. ”

Ma Xiaoshu looked regretful, and ran over to take the initiative to shake hands with her, with a great amplitude: "Oh, thank you, Teacher Inspiration!" Thank you also Mr. Zhou, the other two...... I won't thank you. Good bye! ”

Judge Lin withdrew his hand, wiped it on his clothes, and stared angrily at Ma Xiaoshu as he left the stage triumphantly.

This...... Careless!

Xiao Qisan, wait until the training camp to participate in the Western Division, see how I take care of you!

Outside, Gou Jian was already lying flat on the floor, and his heart was cold: "Why? What the hell is ...... Why? ”

There were a total of four people in a dormitory, and all of them were promoted, except for him.

It's me?!

Gou Jian knows that Ma Xiaoshu can often hum a sentence or two of songs, but this doesn't mean anything, he still learned the simple score from Lao Tzu, he didn't understand the guitar, and he still wrote songs?

Why did he explode?

This "Composer" is written ...... That's great!

Zhu Ganglie and Niu Jie smiled heartily.

A world where only Gou Fugui is injured...... It's done.

Ma Xiaoshu came back with the promotion card, looked down at Fugui'er on the ground, and looked innocent: "You have also seen it, I have tried very hard to refuse, but ...... She suddenly gave me inspiration. ”

3,000 yuan in 20 days, including food and shelter, rich inspiration.

Is this something Ma Xiaoshu can refuse?

Gou Jian: "......"

Ma Xiaoshu said again: "Fugui'er, if you give me eight hundred, I will record the things taught in the training camp and sell them to you." ”

Gou Jian once again pressed his heart: "Hiss...... Get lost! ”

Ma Xiaoshu looked at Zhu Biao, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I've lost my mind." ”

Zhu Biao: "It's not decent. ”

Niu Ziming: "Get up, it's cold on the ground." If you are sick, Ma Xingtian will buy you medicine and you will have to earn the difference. ”

"......"

Gou Jian finally got up, and it made sense, a pack of cold powder costs ten yuan, and he can't afford to eat it if he has a mine at home.

The four of them happily went to eat noodles, and Gou Jian cried while eating.

It's about the pleasure of the three roommates who made the cut.

Back to the dorm.

Gou Jian went completely crazy and threw the music theory books in the cabinet on the ground:

"Why? Yes!! Lao Tzu studied and practiced for four years! I also paid for dance teachers, vocal music teachers, guitar teachers, and body teachers...... I practiced every weekend and holiday, and I didn't rest for a day, and I was more tired than the dog who walked the field......"

Zhu Biao, Niu Ziming and Ma Xiaoshu stretched out their tongues sympathetically:

"Slightly ......"

Gou Jian picked up the dance costume and smashed it on the ground: "Go to Nima!" I don't learn! ”

After smashing it, he picked up the guitar again.

Ma Xiaoshu walked over and snatched the guitar: "Don't smash this, I can use it when I go to the training camp." ”

Who is a serious person who spends his own money to buy a guitar?

Gou Jian was stunned: "Huh? What the hell are you ...... Or people? You look ugly and sing badly, and you still want to be a composer? The judges are blind......"

Habitual rhyme!

As he spoke, he raised his back keyboard again.

Zhu Biao flashed over: "This is quite handsome, play with me." ”

Gou Jian: "Huh? And why are you? Wear a vest to show off your pimples everywhere, and you don't shave your armpits, the hormones of bullshit walking, you are especially walking armpit hair! Hairy! ”

Angry Gou Fugui picked up the customized orange microphone again.

Niu Ziming: "Give me Kangkang, hehe, I haven't used tens of thousands of microphones when I'm so big......"

Gou Jian: "Beasts! That's the microphone I'm going to use for the finals, you little white face, you ...... Ah yes, you deserve to advance, woo woo ......"

The more he took a step back and thought about it, the more angry he became, and he lifted his laptop above his head.

The three roommates suddenly fell silent at the same time: "......"

Gou Jian: "I smashed it? ”

No one paid attention to him, and they were all tinkering with the newly grabbed equipment with their heads down.

"I'm really smashed!"

“……”

Bang!

The computer screen shattered to the ground.

Ma Xiaoshu played the guitar and slowly raised his head: "Huh? I suddenly remembered, there are still three regional auditions for this show that haven't started, don't you plan to try it? ”

Gou Jian was suddenly petrified: "That's right! Groove ...... My computer ......"

Ma Xiaoshu pointed to the computer with a broken screen on the ground, with a sincere face: "It's broken, do you still want it?" ”

Gou Jian covered his heart again, and his footsteps staggered: "Ma Xiaoshu, why are you ......?"