The stage lights flickered, Zhang Lianyun was a little nervous, and the public's impression of her had always been earthy and vulgar.

Zhang Lianyun debuted from "I want to be a singer", this show is a talent show launched by Huaxia Channel, regardless of men, women and children, all walks of life can participate.

Zhang Lianyun's cover of a classic folk song became popular, and after ten years of debut, it was difficult to become a first-line singer.

Because of the style, almost no lyricist is willing to cooperate with her, and she feels very lo, and even gold medal lyricist Yang Zhiwen openly said in an interview that Zhang Lianyun's songs do not have public aesthetics and will never be able to ascend to the palace of elegance.

Hearing Yang Zhiwen's evaluation, Zhang Lianyun once doubted whether she was suitable to continue to be a singer, after all, she was not from a professional music academy.

In the end, Zhang Lianyun chose to stick with it and maintain her own style.

With a thick and black braid, wearing characteristic ethnic jewelry, Zhang Lianyun stood on the stage.

Maybe in the eyes of the audience, they can't understand why Mr. Jiang Yan chose himself.

After all, in terms of fame, he is not as good as Wang Xingbanggao, who is also a first-line singer, and in terms of background, Yang Qianqin graduated from Yenching Conservatory of Music, and he is only a monk halfway.

Zhang Lianyun held her breath and condensed, leaving the messy thoughts behind.

The majestic atmosphere, rhythmic accompaniment resounded in every corner of the scene, and Zhang Lianyun clenched the microphone in his hand.

Good luck coming, good luck coming

Good luck brings joy and love

Good luck comes to us, good luck comes

Prosperous with good luck and prosperity all over the world

Zhang Lianyun's voice was crisp and loud, which made people listen to it very comfortably, and the audience couldn't stop smiling.

"Hahaha, the song Jiang Yan wrote for Zhang Lianyun is too festive, this is a folk song, right? No wonder Jiang Yan chose Zhang Lianyun, this clear voice matches this song seamlessly!"

"Recently, my roommate has been listening to sad songs every day until the early hours of the morning, and then saying a bunch of sad quotes, and then I can play this song and let him put it aside and pretend to be deep!"

"Dude, you're too damaged, it's just a loss to open the door, and it's a loss to the home!"

Folded a thousand paper cranes and tied a bow

May good luck come to the good people every day

You are industrious, your life is beautiful, you are healthy, and spring is always there

You've been busy all your life for a smile

With Zhang Lianyun's singing, the atmosphere reached a climax, and the audience stood up one after another, waiting for the chorus.

Good luck coming, good luck coming

Good luck brings joy and love

Good luck comes to us, good luck comes

Prosperous with good luck and prosperity all over the world

On the sub-stage, Quan Yongsi turned his head to look at Jiang Yan.

He couldn't figure out how Jiang Yan spent a week writing this song "Good Luck Comes".

And both the lyrics and the accompaniment are just right, and I can't fault anything!

Quan Yongsi is an extremely proud and confident person, and he does not think that the songs he writes are worse than Jiang Yan.

Take "Good Luck Coming", can Kwon Yongsi write this type of song?

Yes!

There is no doubt about this, Quan Yongsi is a gold medal lyricist, and he has been famous for a long time.

The key is to write a song with a similar quality to "Good Luck Coming", and it will take Quan Yongsi two or three months, or even half a year.

There are not many lyrics in a song, and hundreds of words are killed, but every word of Quan Yongsi must be carefully polished, repeatedly studied, and strive for perfection!

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach."

Quan Yongsi sighed.

"Awesome, awesome!" Ding Heshuo said.

The five singers all finished singing, and the audience talked about it one after another, and the songs written by the lyricists in this issue, except for Jiang Yan's "Good Luck Coming", the other four songs are of similar quality.

Director Dou Deyou walked on stage with a smile.

Every time he saw Dou Deyou smiling, Jiang Yan knew that this thing was holding back a bad stomach, and he came to the stage to announce the title of the fourth issue.

Immediately after that, three appeared on the big screen behind Dou Deyou

word, "Journey to the West"!

That's right, the next issue of the five lyricists is going to write a song about "Journey to the West", and everyone is looking at Jiang Yan at this time.

"Journey to the West" is so popular, with more than 2 billion hits on the Internet, and the sales of physical books are even hotter, selling 50 million copies!

And the author of this book, Gujiu, has a lot to do with Jiang Yan, plus Beifeng, netizens call it the Iron Triangle.

No one expected that director Dou Deyou would use "Journey to the West" as the title!

"Interesting, I'm suddenly looking forward to the next episode, what song will Jiang Yan write about "Journey to the West"!"

"The director is too chicken thief, use the topic, I'm afraid the five lyricists are confused, this question is no less difficult than ancient songs!"

"Monkey King, I highly recommend writing a song about Monkey King, I love this character so much!"

The five new guest singers stood in line neatly, and Xu Wenxue frantically squeezed his eyebrows at Jiang Yan, his expression seemed to say more.

Brother Jiang Yan chooses me, choose me!

If you choose me, I'll make sure you'll linger in the comfort of your service in the evening.

Don't get me wrong, it's just playing games, and treating Jiang Yan as a dog in the game.

For example, playing the first blue lane in the jungler is given to Jiang Yan, playing the middle lane is given to Jiang Yan to eat soldiers, and playing the upper lane is given to Jiang Yan to make people head.

"I choose Xu Wenxue!"

Jiang Yan didn't hesitate at all, after all, Xu Wenxue was the person who knew himself best, who would he choose if he didn't choose?

Dou Deyou couldn't cry or laugh under the stage, because the show selects guest singers in the order of voting, so the singers invited in each episode have different levels of fame.

Take this batch as an example, except for Xu Wenxue, the other four are all first-line singers.

According to common sense, Xu Wenxue should be the last singer to be chosen, but Jiang Yan and Xu Wenxue are good friends, and it is reasonable to choose him.

The rainstorm was still falling, and Jiang Yan knew that he would most likely spend the night in Su City, and he would be able to fly back to Yanjing tomorrow.

As for what song to write for Xu Wenxue about "Journey to the West", Jiang Yan hasn't thought about it yet, mainly because there are too many songs that can be written.

"Brother Jiang Yan, let's start the night of the battle!"

Xu Wenxue opened the door of the luxurious room of the e-sports hotel, and the three companions had been waiting for a long time, Jiang Yan was no longer polite when he saw this, and put on the headphones to enter the battle mode!

"Good afternoon, little brother, I'm the one you ordered to play Wan'er."

A royal sister voice appeared in Jiang Yan's ears.

"Little brother, you are bad, you hate it, let people wait for so long, people are going to be angry~" Then a Lolita voice appeared.

"Brother Jiang Yan, do you want to order another one to play with? It's okay you don't have to worry about me, I can watch you fight."

Xu Wenxue said.

The companion he is looking for not only has a sweet voice, but is good at all kinds of games and is a top master, and he can definitely take Jiang Yan to win.

"No, three is enough, Brother Xu, I'll jungle you in the middle lane."

"Okay, you can eat whatever you want, or else, I'll beat the wild monsters into miserable blood, and you will collect it!"

The other three companions were stunned when they heard Xu Wenxue's words.

Are you playing with, am I playing?

How do you feel like you're better than me!