[098 Divine Comedy blue and white porcelain came out]

Tuesday, one o'clock in the afternoon, Sheep View Building.

Today is the first trial of the Spring Festival Gala program, and the little fresh meat came more than an hour in advance!

This is a sheep's eye!

This is the Spring Festival Gala program group!

Even the biggest celebrity artists dare not offend Yangshi!

And Xiao Xianrou cherishes this opportunity very much, even if it is a mess of Wang Fanjing, he is polite when he sees Feng Gangcano.

Even Hua Yuchen, the eternal god of the Chinese music scene, never takes anyone in his eyes, and when he sees Feng Gangcang, he is also well-behaved.

Who called Director Feng the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala!

Director Feng is not interested in these people, but what he cares about most is Su Qingyun.

"It's strange, it's all a little bit, why hasn't Su Qingyun come yet?"

Backstage, Director Feng anxiously paced back and forth.

He looked towards the hall more than a dozen times, but he didn't see Su Qingyun's figure.

"Can't wait any longer, we'll have to give us a call."

"My little ancestor, you can't be late!"

Director Feng glanced at the clock, it was already one o'clock fifteen.

Zhang Weijun, that old guy, didn't want to see Su Qingyun in the first place!

It's going to be late, and it's going to be targeted!

Director Feng made seven or eight phone calls in a row.

The phone went through, but no one answered.

"Outrageous, can you still lose contact at this time?"

"This kid, you won't forget about today's first test, will you?"

Director Feng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, seeing that the time for the first test was coming!

He was under the pressure of that group of antiques, and recommended Su Qingyun!

If this is a pick, where will he, the chief director, put face?

Director Feng immediately called everyone who knew Su Qingyun.

"Mimi, where is Su Qingyun? What, you're filming in Hengdian, don't you know? Okay, get in touch again. ”

"Xiao Jiang, what? You can't contact Su Qingyun, you are an assistant, you can't contact your boss? ”

"Lao Luo, oh, you didn't drink with Su Qingyun last night, okay, I'll ask again."

"Han Han, Su Qingyun is at your house, I drank too much last night and slept in your house?"

Director Feng made a round of phone calls and finally found someone from Han Han.

He didn't stop and immediately asked his assistant to drive him to Han Han's house.

Fortunately, Han Han's home in the capital is not far from the Yangshi Building, and it only takes ten minutes to drive.

"Director Han, where is Su Qingyun?"

As soon as he saw Han Han, Feng Gangpao asked a little out of breath.

After all, I'm older, and this toss is a little overwhelming.

Han Han pointed to the guest room and said, "Sleep in it, last night we drank until five or six o'clock in the morning, and the bar closed before leaving." ”

"You young people need to be temperate!"

Director Feng frowned, what are you really afraid of, what are you coming.

There was a loud knock on the door, and the door was slammed open.

"Who? Earthquake? ”

Su Qingyun had messy hair and looked out of the door sleepily.

"Su Shao, Su Shao, don't sleep! Today is the first test of the Spring Festival Gala, have you forgotten? ”

Director Feng was so anxious that he was about to burn his eyebrows, and he dragged Su Qingyun to leave.

"The first test of the Spring Festival Gala?"

Su Qingyun knocked on his brain: "Oh, it's Director Feng, I remember, you said two o'clock, now ......"

Su Qingyun glanced at the time and stretched:

"It's not just over forty, it's too late!"

"I'm going to wash up."

With that, Su Qingyun walked towards the bathroom.

Director Feng opened his mouth and swallowed the words he wanted to scold his mother back into his stomach: "Su Qingyun, are you ready for the song?" ”

"What~ song?" Su Qingyun asked vaguely while brushing his teeth.

Director Feng's nose is crooked, this is the Spring Festival Gala!

This is the Spring Festival Gala that people all over the country are staring at!

It's not a good thing to co-author!

"I mean, which song are you going to sing at the Spring Festival Gala?"

Su Qingyun brushed his teeth, washed his face, and put on his coat.

He thought for a moment and said, "Whatever, is there any theme?" ”

Director Feng thought for a moment and said very seriously:

"The Spring Festival Gala generally has no theme!"

"But my personal suggestion is that it is best to have a Chinese style song, which is classical and related to traditional culture!"

"You also know that songs that are too trendy are liked by young people, but older audiences may not like them."

"You have to take care of the tastes of the elderly, the ancient songs are very good, and the old and the young are killed!"

"I think your song "Luzhou Month" is pretty good."

As the two spoke, they sat in the car and set off towards the Sheep Building.

"Oh! Chinese style, traditional culture ......"

Su Qingyun knocked on the skull of his head and nodded:

"Director Feng, you're right, I also like traditional culture, and the Spring Festival Gala should have more Chinese style."

"Well, I'll write one now!"

As he spoke, Su Qingyun took out a pen from his pocket, flipped to a cigarette box, tore it open, used it as paper, and wrote and drawn.

Feng Gangcang's eyes widened!

Are you writing songs now?

Why did you go earlier?

If it weren't for the murder and the law, he would be eager to strangle Su Qingyun to death now.

"My brother, what time is it, you write a song, there are only 10 minutes left!"

"Don't make any noise, I'm almost done."

Soon, Su Qingyun handed the piece of paper to Feng Gangcang.

"Director Feng, take a look, the time is too rushed, and the arrangement must be too late."

"I'll play on the piano for the first try, and if it's confirmed, I'll go back and do the accompaniment."

"This accompaniment is still more troublesome, and there are a lot of instruments used."

Hearing Su Qingyun's words, Feng Gangcang frowned.

Are you bullshitting?

It took less than two minutes to ride a horse, and you told me you wrote a song! Do you want to use it for the Spring Festival Gala?

"Su Shao, I have no grievances with you, why do you take you for a fool!"

Feng Gang said in his heart, took the note and glanced at it.

The whole person was stunned.

He doesn't know much about the tune, but the lyrics are going to be gods!

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brushstrokes, which turn thick and light"

"The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup"

"Ran Ran Sandalwood knows what is going on through the window"

"The pen on the rice paper is half shelved so far"

"The glaze renders the charm of the lady's picture and is privately hidden"

"And your smile is like a bud waiting to be released"

"A wisp of your beauty drifts away"

"Go where I can't go"

Feng Gangcang read it out word by word.

His eyes widened little by little, and by the end, they were about to roll down.

Immediately after that, read further down to the chorus.

"Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you"

"Cooking smoke rises thousands of miles across the river"

"At the bottom of the bottle, Han Li imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty"

"Just when I foreshadowed meeting you"

"Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you"

"The moonlight was salvaged and fainted"

"Like the hand-me-down blue and white porcelain, it is beautiful"

"You've got a smile in your eyes"

……

After reading the lyrics, Feng Gangpao only felt that his brain was buzzing!

The face is pale and pale.

If it wasn't in the car, he would have been able to kneel for Su Qingyun on the spot.

Before, he didn't believe in the existence of geniuses, but now!

I'm a fart, a genius is a fart, and I have to kneel when I see Brother Su!

"Su Shao, no, Su Ye! In the future, you will be my uncle! ”

(End of chapter)