"Look at Xiaohao, and then look at you."

Chen Detong looked at Yu's father and sneered: "A little family spirit." ”

What?

Is he petty?

Dad Yu blew his beard angrily and glared.

That's all there is to it.

Almost got all the points out of you old guys.

However, Chen Detong did not do it authentically.

Now Xiao Hao is helping him out of the siege.

At the moment, it is also accepted when it is good.

"But uncles, I don't know anything about calligraphy, who do you see," Lin Hao asked with a smile.

"Lao Yu, hurry up, this is your best calligraphy."

Chen Detong immediately threw this task to Yu's father.

On calligraphy attainments.

The few people present combined were no match for him.

Didn't hesitate at all.

"I'll lay paper and polish ink for you." Another old friend stepped forward.

Dad Yu moved his mouth.

Still didn't say anything.

I can only silently pick up the pen.

Wait until everything is ready.

Lin Hao immediately read it directly:

People who don't care about the old, who have pity when they are old

The thinness of the body is frequent, and the hair is thinning and the crown is self-deviating

Waste books are cherished for the eyes, and moxibustion is for the years

The experience is also knowledgeable, and reading people is like reading Sichuan

It's fortunate to think about it, and it's easy to see it here

Mo Dao mulberry night, for the sun is still full of sky

Yu's father worked hard to write a book.

At the moment, he looked serious.

It is written in a magnificent atmosphere.

When the pen is written.

Dad Yu's eyes were full of reluctance again.

The poem.

Pretty good.

It's really painful to give it away.

Chen Detong didn't care what he thought, or whether he was happy or not, he immediately held the rice paper that had not completely dried with both hands and admired it while reading: "Good poem, the last two sentences can be described as the finishing touch, haha, it should be so, people, don't worry too much about aging, as long as you treat it correctly, you can be happy." ”

"This poem is not simple, Lao Chen, you have earned it." Cen Renguo's eyes were hot.

Chen Detong nodded.

Naturally, it is satisfied.

"Still, keep going."

The other two old friends saw this.

But he couldn't get impatient.

Lin Hao thought about it.

Changed the lyrics:

Fishtail glow gives birth to a bright tree

The green wall sticks to the sky

The jade leaves are raised in the wind

Smile at Penghai Road

The wind and moon in the world are like dust

Cut water, eyes clouds, sideburns, vomit

Drunk and smiling, green fog is born

This will not be recorded

The peach blossoms have blown red rain several times

Finish writing a song again.

Dad Yu was extremely depressed.

The heart is getting worse and worse.

It's like a knife scraping his flesh.

It hurts.

And an old friend who got this adverb couldn't stop laughing.

Lin Hao looked at it.

I found that there was still an elder uncle who didn't get it.

It's not good to favor one over the other at the moment.

Thereupon.

He switched to modern poetry again.

From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person

Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world

From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables

I have a house facing the sea and spring is blooming

From tomorrow onwards, we will communicate with each and every one of our loved ones

Tell them about my happiness

The blissful lightning told me

I'm going to tell everybody

Give every river and every mountain a warm name

Stranger, I bless you too

May you have a bright future

May you have a lover and eventually become married

May you be blessed on earth

I just want to face the sea and bloom in spring

This modern poem is not as antique as the previous poem.

However, it contains a re-examination, re-feeling, and re-discovery of the mountains and rivers that are commonplace in daily life and have long lost their luster.

This makes the main body of the poem pray for strangers in a posture of 'transcending oneself'.

Turn your back to the world.

Watch the flowers bloom and fall.

This makes this modern poem a unique read.

Yu's father sank and sank in his heart.

These three works are written.

It was extremely entangled in my heart.

Even the gaze of Master Zhang and Master Wang has become less enthusiastic.

Several old friends ignored him.

After getting what you want.

All of them waited intently for the handwriting to dry.

Lin Hao felt that there was nothing wrong with him.

I made an excuse to leave.

There is less than half a day left.

He didn't want Yu Lanxin to take leave.

I immediately decided to take the other party out for a walk.

I was going to go to the shopping street to buy her something.

But this woman was afraid that his legs would not work.

Nothing was said and did not agree.

It just so happens that there is a cross talk performance in the afternoon in the nearby theater.

Yu Lanxin said she wanted to see this.

Lin Hao knew that the other party was deliberately saying this for his own sake.

I thought about it.

Still booked a ticket.

Didn't think it was worth the money.

The performance was quite interesting.

The funny and funny atmosphere is in place.

The joke is also good enough.

They were very happy to hear it.

It's a long time.

July 1.

The sky was just dark.

Yu Lanxin hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Hao helped her cover the quilt.

I carefully got out of the warm bed.

Then I took a taxi non-stop and returned to the recording hall of "I Am the Producer".

After two days of busy work.

The whole scene has been completely renewed.

There are those who maintain their original appearance.

There are also refurbished and renovated ones.

In a word.

The whole makes people look amazing and very advanced.

Like some music equipment.

It's the best stuff in the industry.

It's different from the foolishness of some small shows.

Or maybe the expectations for this show are high.

Jindu TV really made a lot of money this time.

The hardware investment is generous.

The scene is reserved for the singers.

The venues where the main characters make people are all in the backfield.

There are their own rehearsal rooms and music editing rooms.

Thanks to the large enough area of the site.

In order not to affect each other.

The distance between them is quite far.

The rehearsal room is okay to say.

But it's quite troublesome to change the music editing room like this.

Undoubtedly.

The program team has worked hard in it.

And there are no shortcuts.

I really want to serve every music producer who comes here.

Fangzhen kelp people have already adjusted all the equipment.

Final checks are currently underway.

Ready to go.

Music producers are not like singers.

There's nothing to rehearse in advance right now.

So most of them stayed in the break room waiting for the recording to start.

It's still early.

The chief director, Rong Tianyi, also came down in person for a walk.

Chat with each producer or something

The staff took out the fruit snacks and invited everyone to eat.

The atmosphere was quite congenial.

It's a little closer to the afternoon.

The recording is about to begin.

Audiences and critics have been the first to enter the theater one after another.

Immediately afterwards, thirty amateur singers were also in place.

At last.

It's the four heavyweight judges who haven't shown up yet.

"Haha, Jin Jiangjun is here, I guessed that there must be him, ordinary people can't suppress these top producers."

"Wow, Chen Shaoguang is also here, I haven't heard from him for a long time, I thought he was out of the circle, why haven't I seen him for a long time, he looks so old."

"There is also Zhang Weifang, the diva, but she should be regarded as the youngest one, right?"

"In terms of qualifications, Xu Tingkai is actually similar, that is, he is popular, but he hasn't written much songs in recent years, and he is patronizing TV series and movies."

"It's all big guys, Chen Shaoguang and Xu Tingkai are not easy to invite, and they are quite mavericks."

"The program team is cheating, and this lineup can bring a lot of traffic wherever it is placed."

"You don't look at the level of the producers, they are all top people in big companies, if you don't invite these people, who can define the good and bad of their works?"

The judges show up.

There was a lot of buzz in the audience.

Amateur singers are also talking to each other.

I all feel that the program team lineup is very luxurious.

Background.

Lin Hao also saw a few people through the TV.

It was a bit of a surprise immediately.

The other three judges were quite unfamiliar.

But Jin Jiangjun he had already seen it.

When Mo Xiaoyu participated in the "Rookie King" competition in Shanghai.

He was also one of the judges.

What a coincidence.

Personnel are here.

But it hasn't been recorded yet.

So it's all about sitting and talking.

Talk about homely recent life or something.

Another half hour or so passed.

The chief director, Rong Tianyi, began to determine the various departments on the scene.

"Lights!"

"No problem."

"Cameras!"

"Director Rong, it's in place."

"Band and stereo!"

"It's all right, Director Rong."

"Okay, the host is ready in the background, you can start, count down to half a minute!"

Thirty seconds!

Twenty seconds!

Three seconds!

Two seconds!

One second!

As time comes.

Recording officially begins.

The first is the change of direction of the lights.

The audience was dark.

The spotlights all went to the other side of the stage.

The crowd stopped talking.

Be quiet.

Look ahead.

Center of the stage.

The presenter is in the form of a lift.

Lin Hao was stunned again when he saw the other party.

Not someone else.

It was Gu Shichang, who was nicknamed 'Story Long'.

"Welcome to Jindu Satellite TV's music program "I Am a Producer", I am your host Gu Shichang."

Gu Shichang held the microphone in his hand and said: "This program consists of 'no gifts for this year's holidays, only brain and god are accepted for gifts' health care products brain and gods, and 'lion, men's wardrobe' lion brand clothing"

Lengthy advertisements scattered with hundreds of words.

It's already commonplace.

I can only listen quietly.

"First of all, let's have six music producers on the stage, and please give them a round of applause!" After reading the advertisement, Gu Shichang said loudly.

The spotlight also hit him on a door.

As the door slowly opened.

The six producers also walked out with each other.

Gu Shichang didn't forget to introduce a few people in detail.

Deng Guanghui of MSI Entertainment.

Zheng Chaobo, who dreams smartly.

Liang Zhilong with a sense of sound in Shenghong.

The golden summer of apocalyptic music.

Borui vertical and horizontal.

Fang Zhenhai on the Côte d'Azur

Every time one of them comes to mind.

The audience will cooperate with a few exclamations.

"Brother Jin, they are all top producers of major companies, who do you like?" Chen Shaoguang couldn't help but smile at Jin Jiangjun and asked.

"It's hard to say, there are too many variables, but MSI Entertainment and Smart Dream shouldn't be too bad." Jin Jiangjun analyzed it.

"On the contrary, I feel that this new company on the Côte d'Azur is not simple." Xu Tingkai followed.

"Sheng Hong's sense of sound and Apocalypse Music are not bad, and they have written a lot of good songs." Zhang Weifang said with a smile.

"The creation of propositions depends on the on-the-spot performance." Jin Jiangjun said again.

Several of them were talking.

During this period, all six music producers have been seated.

The atmosphere was quiet again.

Gu Shichang then said slowly: "According to the rules of the program, our six music producers will randomly select propositions, and then write or adapt songs on the spot, limited to three hours, rehearsals limited to one hour, a total of four hours, and finally after the singer sings, the audience and the judges will score, okay, without further ado, let's start immediately." ”

(End of chapter)