[054, Mr. Su, please write a song for us ordinary people? 】

Who is he?

Su Qingyun's name is so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere!

The landlord's meow has been singing in the bend lately.

Although I heard Su Qingyun's song, I didn't recognize it for a while.

This is also to blame Su Qingyun's debut time is too short, and it still needs to precipitate for a few years.

However, this song of Hongchen Inn completely conquered the audience.

"Is this really a song written in three minutes? Damn, shocked! ”

"I'm a big man, and I've been conquered!"

"Seriously, this song "Red Dust Inn" doesn't say three minutes, it is three months, and it may not be written!"

At this moment, Dong Chou and Fang Minshan's faces were full of shock.

In fact, Xu Guangyu, the owner here, invited them to compose the theme song for the Hongchen Inn a long time ago.

They wrote several versions before and after half a year, and none of them satisfied them!

However, it only took Su Qingyun three minutes to write such a work!

"Is this still human?"

"I'm afraid that Wenqu Xing has gone down to earth!"

Dong Zhou and Fang Minshan were dumbfounded.

The most excited thing in the audience is Xu Guangyu.

He's the boss here.

Su Qingyun improvised and brought such a beautiful song to their store.

In a few hundred years, this will be a good story.

Just like the "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion" written by Wang Bo back then, it has been sung for thousands of years, and it has also made King Teng's Pavilion one of the four famous buildings.

Although "Red Dust Inn" is not as good as "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion", the on-site creation, in less than three minutes, is enough to shock the world.

"The song is good, the words are good, and the singing is good!"

"Mr. Su, you are really a god."

Xu Guangyu said excitedly.

"Over the years, I've been looking for a suitable theme song for my store."

Speaking of this, Xu Guangyu had a look of pride on his face:

"But how can I, a 300-year-old shop, be worthy of ordinary songs?"

"Now that I hear Mr. Su's song "Red Dust Inn", I am very happy, I wonder if Mr. Su can bear to cut his love and sell this song to me?"

Su Qingyun said lightly: "Boss Xu wants to buy this song." ”

"Yes, the price is yours, as long as it's not too outrageous." Xu Guangyu really loves this song so much.

Su Qingyun smiled indifferently: "It's just a song, Boss Xu can use it if he likes it." ”

"No!"

Xu Guangyu shook his head and said, "Brother, settle the account." If Mr. Su doesn't dislike it, I'm willing to buy the right to use this song for 5 million, what does Mr. Su think? ”

"Just Boss Xu." Su Qingyun said.

In the audience, everyone saw this scene and marveled again.

"I wrote a song in three minutes and sold it for five million, this terrifying speed of making money!"

"It's unbelievable that I suddenly found myself alive to a dog for so many years!"

"People say that talent is worth a thousand gold, and today I saw it!"

……

When everyone was amazed, the man in sunglasses was in a mixed mood.

He didn't expect Su Qingyun to write such a song in three minutes?

This is beyond the scope of normal human beings, right?

Could it be that this is the legendary genius!

No!!!

No way!

It must be cheating!

The man in sunglasses suddenly roared: "Su Qingyun, you are cheating!" ”

"This song must have been written in advance!"

Su Qingyun was a little speechless and said, "This question is from you!" ”

"Besides, it's the first time I've come to the Red Dust Inn, how can I cheat?"

The man in sunglasses said reluctantly: "Hehe, you and Dong Chou are friends, how can you not know about Hongchen Inn?" ”

"I'm afraid you've already got a draft!"

"This time, it's just your luck."

The more the man in sunglasses thought about it, the more he felt that this song "Red Dust Inn" did not look like it was written on the spot!

"You, you really don't die if you don't see the Yellow River, and you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!"

Su Qingyun's eyes lit up, and he stabbed straight at the man in sunglasses:

"Well, I'll convince you to lose today!"

"Let you never dare to laugh at me again!"

So, Su Qingyun spoke again:

"Since someone is questioning me!"

"Then I'll continue to write songs on the spot!"

"Who else wants to come up with a question?"

If everyone was still disdainful just now, but this time, everyone was somewhat convinced.

Regardless of whether the song "Red Dust Inn" was written on the spot or not, it is enough to prove Su Qingyun's unparalleled talent.

"I'll come, I'll come."

"Don't grab it, let me do it!"

"Hehe, why did you ask the question, how old are you?"

"Whoever is ugly is the question, Lao Tzu is the ugliest, and he does not accept refutation!"

In the audience, these young masters and young ladies quarreled directly.

At this moment, a young man with an ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes suddenly spoke:

"Mr. Su, today is my birthday, and it took me three months of savings to have a meal here!"

"Can I say two words?"

The plain voice made the noisy hall quiet in an instant.

Everyone was stunned and stared blankly at the man.

He is dressed ordinarily and looks ordinary, and if he is thrown in the sea of people, he will not cause a splash.

and these brightly dressed wealthy families, in stark contrast.

Even the waiters here are taller and more handsome than him.

The people who come here to spend are the children of rich families, and they live a life of spending money, and it is difficult to understand that ordinary people have to save money for three months in order to come here for a meal!

For them, this is their daily life, but for ordinary people, it is a luxury.

Finally, the young masters and young ladies were silent.

So, Su Qingyun pointed at the man and said, "Okay, then you can come up with a topic." ”

"Thank you."

The man nodded politely and continued:

"Mr. Su, there are wind and snow in your songs, talented and beautiful women, they are all excellent."

"But can you write a song for those of us who are ordinary and ordinary?"

Speaking of this, the man paused and muttered:

"Mr. Su, I don't have any culture, I can't think of any topics, so I'll talk about my ordinary and ordinary life."

"My family background is ordinary, my father has been working outside the home for many years, and my mother has to farm the land, take care of the housework, and take care of the elderly."

"Growing up in such an ordinary family, I studied averagely, and I couldn't go to any good universities, so I simply had a strong body."

"Later, I went to serve as a soldier and guard the frontier, not because I had lofty ideals and feelings, but just to make a living. Being a soldier is already an excellent way out for our ordinary children. ”

"Then I was discharged from the army and became a firefighter, and the fires, the ruins, the floods...... How many times have I been born and died, and I was afraid that I would sacrifice, I was only in my early twenties, I was not married, I had not talked about a girlfriend, I had not even held a girl's hand, my first time was ...... Forget it, don't talk about it, every time there's a fire, I tell myself......"

"Be careful, don't take risks, but whenever I'm there, I find that I can't care so much, and I rush into the fire, the ruins, the flood that will swallow you up at any moment...... It's not that I sacrifice myself for others, I just can't bear to watch others die in front of me. ”

"I remember, once at four o'clock in the morning, I just finished putting out the fire, looking at the ashes on my body, very tired, very cold, the squad leader said to invite me to eat noodles, we went to a noodle restaurant, the boss confiscated the money, smiled and said, you are born and died for others, you are really great......"

"But in fact, I never thought about fighting for myself, and I never wanted to sacrifice myself for others. That's what I do, I don't have the skills to support my family. ”

Speaking of this, there was some shame on the man's face:

"After all, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm also afraid of death, and I'm not that brave."

"A plain and mediocre life like mine must be boring and meaningless!"

Speaking of this, the man raised his head and looked at Su Qingyun with some apologetic feelings:

"Mr. Su, an ordinary and ordinary experience like mine must make you very embarrassed, right?"

"If you really don't have anything to write about, that's okay!"