It's a pity that just after eating, Brother Zhang worked again, he DJed on the balcony on the second floor, and asked the guests and staff to come and jump together.

What is Bundy?

Ma Xiaoshu couldn't understand it at all, the demons were dancing wildly, and the lights of the ghost animals were strange music.

Earth!

Really dirt!

Ma Xiaoshu thinks that this thing is even more vulgar than pop music, and he has no artistic accomplishment at all, so he really can't join it.

I wanted to hold the guitar and write a song quietly, but I couldn't write it.

But that song is really high-class.

It's all in my head.

Zhang Xingyi was DJing on the balcony and shouted, "Hey, aren't you hi? ”

A group of stiff staff members who were forced to open replied, "Hi ......"

He Jiyong incarnated as the lead dancer, working very hard to drive the rhythm, and wanted to drive Zhang Xiaofeng, who didn't want to jump Di: "Did my sister jump over Di?" ”

Zhang Xiaofeng hugged the dog: "I played Bundy." ”

He Jiyong understood that his sister didn't want to jump Di, so he turned to Ma Xiaoshu again: "Xiaoshu, have you jumped past Di?" ”

Ma Xiaoshu: "No, when my dad was young, he danced break dancing in the barnyard, which is the kind of mechanical style...... Later he had a stroke, and it was even more like. ”

He Jiyong almost laughed, and endured it again and again: "Ah...... Let my uncle take care of himself! ”

Ma Xiaoshu nodded.

It's okay, my dad doesn't break dance now, and he can't even be busy breaking bread.

Zhang Xiaofeng hugged the work, leaned on Ma Xiaoshu's side and complained: "They are so boring!" You see, my brother is still dancing, huh......"

Ma Xiaoshu was curious: "Do you guys play like this in every episode?" Aren't you tired? ”

"It's not every issue, it's just because you're here, you want to get closer to music, who knows if you won't jump?"

"Is Bundy the kind in a nightclub? I've heard Gou Fugui say it. ”

"Poof...... You haven't been to a nightclub? ”

"No, have you been? Is it fun? ”

Zhang Xiaofeng looked left and right, and whispered: "I often go, but I don't jump, I'm too stupid, I go to drink." ”

Ma Xiaoshu slapped his thigh: "That's it!" What are you jumping on? Why don't you drink wine? ”

"You drink too?"

"I don't usually drink it, but then my eldest brother took it badly, and he dragged us to drink it at night. I don't really want to drink it......"

"Follow me......"

Zhang Xiaofeng took advantage of the fact that the cameramen were filming and quietly slipped away with Ma Xiaoshu.

There is alcohol in this show, and many times in order to entertain guests, they also drink alcohol during meals, but the audience thinks it is just a drink.

Zhang Xingyi came down from upstairs to show off his dancing skills, and a group of people pretended to have a good time.

Senior Activity Center......

Ma Xiaoshu and Zhang Xiaofeng sat on the edge of the balcony on the second floor, drinking white tea with a tea jar and chatting happily.

Zhang Xiaofeng is a fan of Ma Xiaoshu, and Ma Xiaoshu has also watched a lot of her plays, the two appreciate each other, take the time to drink white tea and chat about things in the circle, isn't this more meaningful than Bundi?

From Sister Zhang, Ma Xiaoshu got a lot of news about the film and television industry.

After the end of "Shining Boy", Ma Xiaoshu is going to act in the movie "The Nameless", so he asks more.

Zhang Xiaofeng was very patient, and as an old artist, he gave Ma Xiaoshu a lot of advice and guidance.

The two of them thought it was too noisy, so they went downstairs and walked to the tree house unconsciously.

One person leans on a sofa and chats, and comes to work to dig sand next to him.

"The difference between a movie and a TV series is huge, to put it simply, a TV series relies on lines to advance the story, and a movie relies on montage ......"

"Blinded by whom?"

"It's not about anyone, it's the language of the movie, the art of the lens, to put it simply, the movie tells the story with the eyes and movements, even if you watch it muted, you can understand it, and the TV series is the opposite, you don't have any problems watching the picture and just listening to the sound."

"Oh!"

"It's very easy to be an actor, is it difficult for you to be a singer? It seems to be more professional than us. ”

"It's not difficult, a newcomer like me can write songs, how can it be difficult?"

"You really come to write songs, don't you need any accumulation?"

"Writing songs is a feeling."

"Really?"

"You see, I just had a little bit of an inspiration and was ready to write, and they jumped down, and I couldn't write a song. Panic! ”

"Wow! Another new song? I want to listen, I want to listen! ”

"There's no guitar, Brother Zhang's one has to be plugged in, it's a troublesome ......"

Ma Xiaoshu is not used to electric guitars, and his tone is not used to it.

Just when Zhang Xiaofeng was slightly disappointed.

A large, round figure came out of the night: "I brought you the guitar!" Hello Zhang Xiaofeng, I am Ma Xiaoshu's agent Wang Dabao. ”

Zhang Xiaofeng was taken aback: "Hello! ”

Ma Xiaoshu took the guitar in a daze: "Sister Bao, why are you here?" Didn't you go diving? ”

Wang Dabao: "I can't dive, I always float when I have too much fat...... I went back to the hotel and slept for a few hours, thinking that you might have to create at night, so I asked the program team to help you get a guitar. ”

Ma Xiaoshu was deeply moved, he usually didn't like to run around with a guitar on his back, but Sister Bao was very careful.

After Sister Bao delivered the guitar, he disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Xiaofeng: "Brother Shu, I want to hear your new song." ”

Ma Xiaoshu hugged the guitar: "Which song are you talking about?" ”

"Huh? Just the one you're going to write yet. ”

"There are two songs in total, forget it, I'll sing them all, don't shake the cameraman's hands, help me record it, and send me the sound source when I turn around." There will be a competition in a few days, and the song about Hongchen should also be written. ”

The cameraman's hands are shaking, two?

Originality is originality, is it too much for you to write two songs at once? And it's also a propositional composition?

Wow Oo......oo

Ma Xiaoshu plucked the strings and began to amplify the moves, not worrying about leaking it in advance at all, because the show was only broadcast a week after the finals of "Shining Boys", let alone the semifinals four days later, it would not affect it at all.

"At the end of the world is the wind and sand, and the story of Hongchen is called concern...... The wind in the Red Dust Inn is like a knife, and the showers fall on fate, and whoever leads the way in the martial arts will only bend your waist for you......"

Zhang Xiaofeng's cheeks were crimson, not only was his face still a little shy on the white tea, and he looked at Ma Xiaoshu in a daze.

"Awesome! This song is so good, isn't it? ”

She applauded.

Ma Xiaoshu said modestly: "What's amazing, it's just for work." Luckily, I was inspired to prepare my ammunition for the semi-finals. This song is called "Red Dust Inn", and there is another song called "A Laugh in the Sea". ”

Zhang Xiaofeng: "You will definitely win!" ”

Whew......

Ma Xiaoshu faces the sea: "The sea is smiling and surging on both sides of the strait, and the ups and downs are remembered with the waves...... How much do you know about the waves sweeping away the red world, the breeze and laughter are lonely, and there is still a night of pride left......"

The singing voice is chic and wanton, and it is full of energy.

Zhang Xiaofeng is stupid, this is not a love song or a typical pop song, but this open-mindedness makes her intoxicated.

The few staff around were also shocked, what kind of monster is Ma Xiaoshu? This is the best person who can lead the Chinese music scene, right? Although people can't jump, they are thieves who can write songs!

Is there still suspense in the semifinals of "Shining Boys"?

Yes!

The suspense is what kind of way Ma Xiaoshu will beat his opponent and reach the finals.

Anyway, there will be a good show in the next competition.

In the corner, Wang Dabao crossed his waist and laughed, worthy of the artist I bringed, and his creative ability is comparable to the pocket of a jingle cat.