Among the 4 beasts of 217 Jincheng, the weakest is precisely Zhu Biao, although he has a thief body and is known as walking armpit hair, but this is a singing talent show, and he is not allowed to take off his clothes and run naked.

Gou Jian has capital, Niu Ziming has good looks, and Ma Xiaoshu has talent.

Zhu Biao, who couldn't take off his clothes, had nothing.

Only Red Dust......

The keywords he drew were quite vague.

"Red dust" is an extraordinarily broad proposition, which is difficult to write, which is Zhu Biao's personal feeling.

Of course, his so-called writing is not writing songs but poems, and this literary and artistic man's habit of writing a poem every day has been retained even in the training camp and has not been interrupted.

So far, Zhu Biao has picked up the song list of the program group, and there are no suitable songs, either they are too ugly, or he can't sing them.

Poets are usually rubbish.

Ma Xiaoshu chose to help Zhu Biao write songs, not only because he was the boss of the dormitory, but also to try and explore the "logic" of his own songs. How can you effectively stimulate the dream fog in your mind and then trigger the musical composition.

As the saying goes, practice makes sense!

"First read the poem you wrote about Hongchen, and I'll find inspiration."

Ma Xiaoshu said.

Zhu Biao's old face flushed: "Ahem...... Unseemly, unseemly, a little shameful. That's it, that ...... Time is like a torrent, love is washed away, leaving only traces, but these traces are beautiful......"

Niu Ziming: "Hey!! It's disgusting! ”

Ma Xiaoshu shuddered for a moment: "Boss, it's really disgusting." ”

Ma Xiaoshu grinned: "Haha! Some inspiration...... Maybe, write a new song in minutes, maybe, never write it! ”

Niu Ziming: "Good poetry! ”

Zhu Biao: "Ma Qi, why do you also write poetry?" ”

Ma Xiaoshu rolled his eyes, is this writing poetry?

As long as you press enter.

It doesn't matter if you call it shallow or deep, they are all poets.

However, Ma Xiaoshu really found inspiration.

He began to read white, and directly changed it with Zhu Ganglie's poems:

"When love is washed away in the torrent of time, what is left may only be some traces of love, but may God bless, these traces are beautiful......"

At least, Ma Xiaoshu faithfully followed the central idea of Zhu Biao's poetry.

Although Zhu Biao's poem was disgusting, it still hit a corner of Ma Xiaoshu's dream, so this recitation appeared.

It's a pity that Zhu Biao can only hit that small area, probably because it's not disgusting enough.

So, Ma Xiaoshu still decided to go to the jackdaw.

That teacher is a thief...... The thief is inspired.

Jackdaw is the champion of the previous year, and while serving as the star promoter of the sub-division of this "Shining Boy", he also has a lot of publicity tasks. Therefore, unlike Wang Xinzhu and Xue Cheng, he spends more time in the training camp, often filming advertisements, promotional videos, interviews or something.

This gave Ma Xiaoshu an opportunity.

Carrying the little Ma Zha and taking the small notebook, Ma Xiaoshu slipped into the scene of the Jackdaw's interview with the eyes of the sun, and the interview was done by Xiangzhou TV itself to warm up "Shining Boy".

On the sofa, the jackdaw, who had exquisite makeup and a ghost hairstyle, was talking with his eyebrows fluttering, and suddenly looked at the guy in the corner: "This stage is the most sacred stage, it is the embodiment of dreams and art, it is ...... Grass! ”

Suddenly, the whole person was not good.

Female reporter: "Huh? What do you say? Hate it, start over again. ”

Jackdaw: "I'm sorry...... I mean, many players with dreams come and go on this stage, but not many can really stay, whether they leave or stay, this is a beautiful dream for them, a dream about youth. ”

Female reporter: "Wow! Well said! ”

As soon as the jackdaw was about to scream, he found a certain ghostly guy struggling to write in a small book.

Ma Xiaoshu, are you special......

Again?

Aren't you not playing next week? Write Mao's songs?

It's clear that the guy is looking for inspiration again!

When Ma Xiaoshu didn't write or draw, he stared at the jackdaw with a bright smile, which was even more creepy.

The jackdaw finished the interview almost with his hair on his head, and got up and left when he was done.

The female reporter asked Ma Xiaoshu: "Why did you come to listen to the jackdaw for an exclusive interview?" And also take notes? ”

Ma Xiaoshu: "He helped me write songs!" Mr. Jackdaw is a good person. ”

"Then the Internet says that you don't deal with him?"

"Rumors! Gossip! ”

"So, you have a good relationship in private?"

"How can you say it's good? That's pretty good! Teacher Han is very talented and speaks well......"

The jackdaw only felt his scalp tingle when he heard this, and quickly fled back to the dressing room and locked the door.

Whew-

It's finally quiet.

The jackdaw rubbed his face and asked him to remove his makeup.

Someone next to him handed a cup of hot tea: "Teacher drink tea." ”

Jackdaw's hand trembled: "Thank you, ahh Ma Xiaoshu, are you special...... Isn't it an interview? ”

Ma Xiaoshu smiled and took a sip of tea, and then took out a small notebook: "I'm done!" I also made two cups of tea by the way. Excuse me, what does the teacher think of the word Hongchen? ”

The jackdaw ditch was clamped, angry and afraid.

In the end, he decided to ignore Ma Xiaoshu and took out his mobile phone and swiped it.

"Teacher, do you have a child?"

"I don't have you, don't talk nonsense!"

"Then why does the mobile phone recommend baby toys to you? Big data doesn't deceive people......"

"Shut up!"

"Boys, girls?"

“……”

Fortunately, the program team recruited jackdaws to a meeting, and finally avoided Ma Xiaoshu's entanglement.

However, when he came out to go to the toilet halfway, he suddenly found ......

Ma Xiaoshu took the small notebook, exposed half of his body at the corner of the corridor, and looked at him motionlessly, with a kind smile on his face.

In the middle of the night, the jackdaw suddenly woke up and screamed in fright.

I was dazzled, and I thought that Ma Xiaoshu was hanging on the ceiling of his bedroom, and he was almost scared to death.

Although it was fake, the jackdaw was still scared into a cold sweat and couldn't sleep anymore.

Early the next morning, Ma Xiaoshu brought him an overnight breakfast, and then obediently spread out the small notebook.

The jackdaw has gone numb.

Person...... How can this be? How can this be?

It's immoral!

Four days later.

Before the live broadcast of the second round of play-offs in the Western Division of "Shiny Boys" began, Jackdaw was dying in the chair of the star pusher with black eyes, and his eyes lost their brilliance.

Xue Cheng quipped: "Teacher Han's smoky makeup today is really natural, and there is a decadent beauty. ”

Wang Xinzhu: "The temperament is also very decadent, Lao Han changed his style today?" ”

Jackdaw: "Ma Xiaoshu didn't come, did he?" ”

Wang Xinzhu said bluntly: "He has been promoted, and he won't compete today, so he won't appear in the background, what?" Do you want to abuse him again? ”

Jackdaw: "It's good if you didn't come......"