Chapter 222

Young master Wang has been thinking about how to soak Yan Feiyu.

However, if you let him know that the masked man who wrote a legend to Yan Feiyu is Ye CuO in front of him, I don't know if he will vomit a mouthful of blood.

The girls on Chu huaidie's side are all looking at Ye CuO nervously: "can you write the lyrics?"

Although they all know that the masked man is Ye Cuo, writing lyrics requires the accumulation of inspiration. Good lyrics can move people's hearts and resonate.

But this kind of good lyrics, are a fluke, inadvertently flash, can not be a writer, is a good song. Otherwise, the singers will not be so slow to release their albums.

Ye CuO at this time also really frowned, writing lyrics this is really not what he is good at, the legendary song, is copied.

Ye mistakenly spread his hand: "I'm not sure."

"Ah?" Several girls look at Ye CuO's expression and find that he doesn't seem to be joking. They all start to panic.

"What should I do? I can't give up?" Nangong zhuyou frowned and said softly.

Lin Qingxue thought, "can we all work together? Let's think together. "

Su Ya said: "in fact, the lyrics and modern poetry, there is no big difference, this competition, can be regarded as their favorite, a little difficult."

Chu huaidie said: "Su ya, you are so talented. You can help Ye CuO write. You can win."

Su Ya was a bit embarrassed: "but... I'm a judge now. If I help you, the brush and ink club here is all their people. If he finds a lyricist who is good at writing lyrics, we will be more passive."

Chu huaidie was worried: "uncle, where's my kitchen knife? I can't do it! Kill it

Everyone was sweating on their foreheads: "well, you think you are Li Kui, robbing the Dharma with two big axes?"

"You can't lose anyway!" Chu huaidie looked at Ye Cuo, "if you lose today, don't go back to my mother's bed at night“

Ye CuO

I never thought about going to your bed, okay?

Looking at several girls around to see their own eyes, ye CuO lowered his head: OK, think about it a few times

Looking at this side, young master Wang muttered, which was obviously a counsellor. He was very proud in his heart and said aloud, "Hey, have you discussed it? If you don't dare, just kneel down and admit defeat. Don't waste your time. "

A lot of people around, also coaxed: "yes, we are waiting to see it."

Chu huaidie said, "I'm afraid of you? Shit! Ye Cuo, go up and kill him! "

Master Wang gave a cold smile: "you'd better just kneel down. I'm sure to be Yan Feiyu's imperial poet. I'll take care of her lyrics in the future."

Ye CuO smiles and thinks about the songs he has heard before.

Ye CuO's previous life, although he was abroad, was not very interested in the too noisy European and American songs, so he still listened to most of the domestic songs. He has ten years of listening experience ahead of this era. Many good songs have not been written at this time.

Ye CuO didn't want to get rich by this before, because he didn't need it. Even legend was overheard by Yan Feiyu. But today, the situation is different. Ye CuO has to say sorry to the former songwriters.

Looking at the two people, Gao said, "I have a song here. The music and the words are all ready. But I always feel that although the word can be popular, the quality of the song is better. So I want you to write another word for this piece. At that time, the same song, two words, together, to see the audience's reaction.

Of course, I'll use it only if you two write well. If you two are not good enough, I'll just say sorry. "

A song with two words is rare.

Eason Chan's "under Mount Fuji" and "love call transfer" are just like this. They are both very good words and are worth listening to.

At this time, Gao took out his mobile phone, turned on the music player and said, "this song is called" we are all forgotten ". The words are not bad. I hope you can write a better one."

When the song is played, Yan Feiyu's clear and ethereal voice rings out gently

……

We're all forgotten

It's been forgotten for a long time

Time is a thief

The sleeve under the umbrella

Faces waiting for answers

How much happiness leads to loneliness

……

Leaf wrong eyebrow a wrinkling, the corner of the mouth can't help but evoke a trace of smile.

After the song was played, all the people at the scene were still immersed in the singing. After more than ten seconds, Gao Lao coughed, and everyone responded. Many people applauded excitedly: "Damn, it's nice. Although this song is not as ethereal as the legend, the melody is super good."

"Yes, but I feel that the lyrics are a bit mediocre. The music is good. If the words are better, they will be even better."

"Yes, yes."

Gao Lao looked at the two: "how about it? What do you think of it? "

Young master Wang said, "it's nice to listen to, but I only listen to it once, and I don't remember how many words the lyrics are. I feel I can't write a song that fits the music very well."

Ye CuO side, a few girls also frowned, they all think the song is very good, but the number of specific words, can't remember again, let alone write a song.

Mr. Gao was a bit embarrassed: "well... It's just that we can't listen to it any more. After all, this song is new and hasn't been released yet. If people remember it and pass it on, it's not easy to deal with it."

Young master Wang looks embarrassed.

Ye CuO said faintly: "I remember, I also have a more suitable lyrics for Yan Feiyu, just can write it out."

"Shit! Isn't it? " Many people around are speechless, looking at Ye Cuo, heart: you so * *?

Young master Wang was also flustered. He looked at Ye CuO and said, "how can it be that there are so many sentences, and the number of words in each sentence is different. Although the lyrics can be less or more than one or two words, if there are too many words, they don't match the melody. Don't brag. Brag like a fool

Ye CuO gave him a cold look: "listen to it again and still can't remember, you are stupid. Force?"

"You..." Master Wang was too angry to speak.

Gao Lao happily looked at Ye CuO: "since this little brother can write, let's write."

Looking at Ye Cuo, Master Wang grabbed Bi and wrote on the paper. He also grabbed the pen, but he still looked at Ye CuO: "hum, boy, I want you to pretend. I can't write it down. You cry."

Ye CuO did not lift his head and continued to write: "you'd better consider yourself first."

Young master Wang's face changed, frowning, remembering the melody just now, and racking his brains to write the lyrics.

He just wrote less than half, ye CuO will brush a throw: "I wrote it!"

"What?" Master Wang shook his hand and pressed the brush directly on the rice paper, leaving a big ink ball.

PS: This is today's sixth more, it's a big outbreak, please support! In addition, see someone in the book review area said that the content of the chapter is repeated, and that the number of words is small? Which chapter is it, please? I haven't repeated it here, and each chapter has the same number of words.