Teacher He pretended to be angry and walked off the stage, passing by the camera and pouting silently.

I used to see how cool Ma Xiaoshu was to scare the host in the sub-division, but now He Jiyong's heart is complicated, and he loves and hates Ma Xiaoshu.

As for why Ma Xiaoshu's new song has accompaniment, of course, it was done by Lao Zhou.

As soon as the division ended, Yang Li signed Lao Zhou.

After all, there is no one in the whole Jiaxing who understands music, and there are no connections in the music circle, anyway, Zhou Qifeng and Ma Xiaoshu cooperate tacitly, and they are ...... enough Cheap.

Then sign it off!

A good music producer doesn't make much money, and it costs two or three hundred thousand yuan to help an artist make an album.

The market price of Lao Zhou is in the early 100,000s.

Now, Zhou Qifeng is the music director of Jiaxing Ma Xiaoshu Studio, and he is responsible for all music-related matters.

A few days ago, Ma Xiaoshu wrote a new song in addition to fighting the fire, and the recording was sent to Lao Zhou, and in three days, Zhou Qifeng took the newly formed team and came up with the arrangement accompaniment, and today Wang Dabao came with the accompaniment USB disk.

The current Ma Xiaoshu is no longer alone.

It's a team.

Backstage, Long Cuiqian was telling the people in the live broadcast group to let them give more shots to Acer, Jiang Yunhe and Lin Shu, the four champions are all signed Qianyu, but that Liu Zexu is not very obedient and needs to be beaten.

Zhang Yang followed aside and said, "Sister Long, now is not the time to find a shot for them, hurry up and find the positive energy material of the mountain city fire!" ”

Long Cuiqian was puzzled: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhang Yang: "When Ma Xiaoshu sings, put those tragic and touching photos on the big screen and broadcast them live, which is valuable!" Elevate your style! ”

Tracy Long: "Yes, you take them with you." ”

Although he doesn't like Ma Xiaoshu, the positive energy he brings now still needs to be promoted.

Because the Western Division did the best, Zhang Yang has been promoted to chief assistant director.

Zhang Yang immediately got busy, he knew that Ma Xiaoshu was powerful, and quickly recruited a few people to grab materials on the Internet, and said to the special effects team next to him: "Make a poster immediately, just write 'Come on Shancheng, we are with you!'" ’”

On the side, Douyin sighed: "Sister Long is really accurate in seeing people, this Director Zhang understands the psychology of netizens very well!" ”

Mango representative: "No wonder Sister Long tried her best to promote him." ”

Tracy Long: "I just have a better vision than others." ”

In fact, it is because she, the chief director, is too poor in professional ability, she made jokes last year, and this year she just found two professionals to practice. Zhang Yang's ability is decent, and his ability to adapt is strong, otherwise he will be killed by Ma Xiaoshu's neurosis in the Western Division.

Buzz Woo ......

The prelude to "The Lonely Brave" gradually rises.

The lights on the scene dimmed, and the main light hit the stage, covering Ma Xiaoshu's upright body, full of fighting spirit.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to be back on the battlefield where the wildfires were raging.

The audience immediately fell silent.

Hao Shengyin said to Wang Banbi: "This voice is still a little crazy." ”

Wang Banbi ignored her, frowned and looked at Ma Xiaoshu on the stage, as a creator, he wanted to see Ma Xiaoshu's true level.

Ma Xiaoshu didn't bring a guitar today, because the accompaniment was already complete, and what he had to do was to sing this song with all his might.

All brave

The wound on your forehead, your difference, the mistakes you make

None have to be hidden

Your shabby dolls, your masks, your ego

I have to say that Ma Xiaoshu's singing skills have improved a lot, at first he was a pure dry howl, and then Zhou Qifeng began to teach him how to sing folk songs, and Liu Zexu kept correcting his ventilation, pitch and articulation.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The applause from the audience was not strong, but a feeling of encouragement.

Ma Xiaoshu was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw the news photos of the fire in the mountain city on the big screen, slowly switching, there were firefighters, riders, citizens delivering supplies, and so on.

Pictures, with this song, the mood is even fuller.

This program team is very good at coming to things!

Ma Xiaoshu himself was infected by those photos, and he became even more involved when he sang the song:

They say they want to tame every monster with light

They say to sew up your wounds, and no one loves clowns

Why solitude is not glorious

People have only imperfections to be celebrated

Who said that the sludge-covered are not heroes

Hao Shengyin tilted her head to look at Ma Xiaoshu on the stage, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and leaned on the back of the sofa, looking a little resistant.

Wang Banbi crossed Erlang's legs, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Lilac smiled and nodded approvingly.

Teacher Bai Xiaobao's expression was serious, and the pen was writing and drawing on the paper, and when he heard this, he raised his head suddenly.

Here it comes!

The chorus is coming.

Swish!

On the big screen, Chong Wa'er rode a motorcycle through the smoke and dust with one hand, smiling and sunny, and her eyes were resolute.

Love you walking alone in the dark alley

Love the way you don't kneel

Love you have confronted despair

I won't cry

Swish!

The photo switch on the big screen, this photo is the moment when Long Wa'er fell on a bicycle, and the materials in the back basket were sprinkled in the air.

Love your tattered clothes

but dare to block the gun of fate

Love you and I so much like you

The notches are all the same

Swish!

White light flashed on the big screen, a new photo, Ma Xiaoshu held the dragon baby with his left hand and rubbed Chong Wa'er's head with his right hand, the chubby dragon baby smiled shyly, and the one-armed Chong baby splashed Ma Xiaoshu with mineral water.

The scene was a mess, the three of them were covered in mud and sweat, and the shoes on their feet were torn to expose their toes, but they smiled very brightly.

Go with this ragged cloak

Fight, fight, with the humblest dreams

To the whimpering and roaring of the night

Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes?

Bang Bang ......

"Come on!"

"Come on, Mountain City!"

"Rise up!"

The scene resounded with thunderous applause and shouts.

This refrain is simply too burning, it is a true portrayal of the firefighting operation in the mountain city, and the tenacious mountain city people have not flinched or been pessimistic.

Brave! Optimism! Domineering! And humor!

The barrage in the live broadcast room is even crazier:

"This song is amazing!"

"Ma Xiaoshu is such an idol!"

"Tonight, we're all from the mountain city!"

"Come on, Mountain City!"

"I wish the fire in the mountain castle will be extinguished soon!"

"Thank you, I'm from Shancheng, with the help of volunteers such as Ma Xiaoshu Longwa, it has been controlled, and the firefighters are coming down the mountain one after another!"

"This is an idol worth chasing, besides him, which star dares to put out fires?"

"Those little fresh meat will scare the pee!"

"Ma Xiaoshu, the pride of the people of Shancheng!"

"No, Ma Xiaoshu is the pride of Sichuan and Chongqing people!"

"Wrong! Ma Xiaoshu is the common pride of Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and Chongqing......"

"Rolled up?!"

"I'll tell you a joke, Ma Xiaoshu's song soil."

"Hahaha......"

"Sit back and wait for Hao Shengyin to be slapped in the face."

In a narrow rental house in Shancheng, Long Wa'er, who had made up for her sleepiness, held her mobile phone to watch the live broadcast and complained: "Ma Xiaoshu, this guy, looks even uglier on the camera." ”

In a small county town in Shuzhou, Chong Wa'er looked at the tablet with his girlfriend, and said: "I teach him to ride cross-country, this dog can only ride 125." ”

Fear? Broken? Cowardice?

In the blood of the Sichuan and Chongqing men, there has never been such a thing, and the war is over.

After the war, I went home to do laundry, cook and hide private money, and I didn't delay at all.