Chapter 32: The Soul of Advertising for Advertising People

What do you mean if you don't come?

Wang Xinzhu pouted, as for it? Aren't people more talented than you, more real than you, and a little bit more real than you?

Xue Cheng also laughed disdainfully, what qualifications do you have to dislike the superstar Ma Xiaoshu?

Jackdaw can't say it, am I disgusted with him?

I'm scared!

Do you know how I've been here these days?

Do you know what it's like to take a shower and find that you don't have conditioner, and suddenly a hand is reached out to hand it to you?

Do you know what it's like to finish your coffee and see the words "Drink less coffee and exercise more" written at the bottom of the cup?

Do you know what it's like to be tired from dancing and practice, and something inappropriate is carrying a blower at you, blowing until you almost suffocate and ascend to heaven?

You know...... Forget it, it's all tears when you talk too much.

In the future, I will no longer pretend to be a down-to-earth person and set up a training camp, and it will be safer to go out and stay in a hotel.

Now, as soon as the jackdaw closes his eyes, his mind is full of Ma Xiaoshu's tiger-like smile holding a small notebook, spinning, jumping, and fissiling...... It's terrifying.

The live broadcast soon began, and the jackdaw could only force his spirits.

Liu Zexu, Zhang Dongchuan, Zhao Chuliang, Li Minghao, Zhao Qiang, Zhu Biao, Wang Xiaohao, Shi Taixi.

All eight players from the four groups to be determined appeared on the stage, and the first round of drawing and competition began.

Zhu Biao was the second to play.

"Hello teachers, audience friends. I am student Zhu Biao No. 47, and I won the lottery last time by 'Hongchen', and today I will bring you an original song "Hongchen Comes and Goes in a Dream" ......"

Xue Cheng interrupted: "I'm sorry! You say you're singing original? Write it yourself? ”

Zhu Biao shook his head: "It's a song written by Ma Xiaoshu for me, is it okay?" ”

Xue Cheng suddenly realized: "Oh! Yes, you can continue. ”

There is really no rule in the program team that you can't ask someone to help write songs, as long as you have that ability, you can find a superstar to help you write songs.

Zhu Biao did not forget Ma Xiaoshu's instructions, and said seriously: "Before the competition, I want to thank ...... in particular."

The jackdaw's groove is tight, I don't need you to thank you!

Zhu Biao: "Thank you to the five grain rice farm!" Non-fried healthy noodles! ”

The teachers and the audience laughed, and Ma Xiaoshu worked hard enough to advertise the owner's father.

Jackdaw let out a sigh.

However, Zhu Biao immediately bowed to the jackdaw again: "In addition, special thanks to Mr. Jackdaw!" It was he who gave Ma Xiaoshu inspiration, which led to this original work, and Mr. Jackdaw has been guiding Ma Xiaoshu to write songs these days, thank you so much! ”

Still coming......

The jackdaw's heart throbbed.

Murder!!

I still don't believe it, can I write a good song by harassing me like this? No way! When pigs fly!

Xue Cheng and Wang Xinzhu also looked at the jackdaw curiously, would he be so kind?

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at the jackdaw resentfully, you betrayed me?

The prelude sounds, and the melody is beautiful.

Zhu Biao recited in his magnetic voice:

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

At the end of the recitation, the song came:

The shadow in the mirror is full of flowers

Who does not pity the affection

Spring goes to autumn, and the four seasons are beautiful

……

Red dust comes and goes

It's all a dream

The red dust comes and goes, and it is empty

The sunset goes west, and the moon goes east

True love is difficult to fill in the hole of ruthlessness

The red dust comes and goes, and it is empty

The jackdaw's face darkened when he heard it, and sure enough, it was all what he had said in the past few days, although it was not the original words, but the meaning was almost the same, and they were all copied by Ma Xiaoshu in a small book and written into a song.

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

It's okay to harass me, and write my scolding words into a song, are you polite?

After the song was sung, the audience reacted strongly.

Several teachers were also very satisfied, especially Zhu Biao's Bole and teacher Li Yating, who praised Zhu Biao's voice and typhoon, after all, Zhu Biao also had no singing skills and skills.

In fact, the main reason is that the vocal range of this song is suitable for ordinary people to sing, Zhu Biao can completely control it, and there are extra points for reading white.

Xue Cheng was also applauding: "Since it's a song written by Ma Xiaoshu, let's call him out to talk?" ”

Jackdaw excited: "I think it's necessary for this, right?" ”

Wang Xinzhu said sarcastically: "It's still very necessary, Mr. Han helped him write this song, I guess he wants to hear your evaluation." ”

Zhou Qifeng: "Yes. ”

Li Yating is also very grateful to Ma Xiaoshu: "Please invite Ma Xiaoshu to the stage, many viewers must not know, in fact, Zhu Biao and Ma Xiaoshu are roommates in the university dormitory, right?" ”

"Wow......"

"Really?"

"No wonder."

The audience really burned the fire of gossip, and the interaction in the live broadcast room was also very restless.

The atmosphere is here, and it's not appropriate to invite it.

So, Ma Xiaoshu took the microphone and went on the stage.

"Hahahaha......"

"Huh~~"

"Ma Xiaoshu, are you as for you?"

"Neurotic!"

"Are you going to laugh at me and inherit my judges' seat?"

The audience and teachers couldn't help but complain about Ma Xiaoshu's appearance, which was really a little too frustrating.

I saw that Ma Xiaoshu was wearing a T-shirt, shorts and white rubber shoes, ordinary, but there was a huge green sign pinned to the T-shirt, with four words "Five Grains and Rice Fields" written on it!

It was an implant on the coffee table in the backstage break, and it was a big card.

Ma Xiaoshu wore the signboard of the golden master's father.

In the corner of the stage, the advertising director of Wugu Rice Farm showed a satisfied smile, surrounded by the envious and hateful eyes of the advertising supervisors of big sponsors such as Teneng Lose, Hey, Goldfish Dragon, and Monkey Brain Mushroom...... You're so shameless.

The live barrage laughed like crazy:

"Red and fiery trance......"

"What the hell?"

"It's too much!"

"This guy has a serious brain problem!"

"Advertising people, advertising souls, advertising people are all people!"

"The five grain rice field has won hemp."

"There is no one else in this strange show, and you can steal the show if you don't compete."

"The program team doesn't care?"

"A man with his own welding gun, who dares to care?"

"Ma Bao Hui: Ma Advertising is really dedicated! Move! ”

Zhu Biao's face was slightly red, and he hid to the side in shame, it was not decent to have such a roommate......

The host laughed: "Poof...... How did you get there? ”

Ma Xiaoshu: "Oh? Are you asking about this 'non-fried healthy noodles of the five grain rice farm LOGO brand'? ”

Moderator: "Uh......"

Ma Xiaoshu: "I sewed this 'non-fried healthy noodles Wugu Rice Farm LOGO brand' with needles and threads, and the brand is plastic, so how do you guess the holes on this 'non-fried healthy noodles Wugu Rice Farm LOGO brand' are punched?" ”

Host: "I don't guess! What everyone wants to know is that you and Zhu Biao are really roommates? ”

Ma Xiaoshu was slightly disappointed: "Yes! There are also Niu Ziming and Gou Jian, the four of us live in a dormitory. ”

Xue Cheng: "Which Gou Jian?" Are you one of our students? ”

Ma Xiaoshu: "Yes! But he is in the northern division, because he has not been auditioned in the western, eastern, and southern divisions, yes, Lao Zhou knows, and he is the one who spits on you. ”

Zhou Qifeng covered his face: "......"

I don't know!

Xue Cheng helped Lao Zhou out of the siege and said: "When did you compose this song "Red Dust Comes and Goes a Dream"? ”

Ma Xiaoshu showed a look of reminiscence: "This starts from the day I signed the advertising contract with the 'non-fried healthy noodles five grain rice farm'......"