Chapter 600

Many people around Fang Baizhan directly denounced: "boy, you are a little too much. Teacher Fang criticizes you to point you out. In the eyes of the master, your current works are nothing at all."

"Yes, boss Fang is one of the three major schools of CI. Do you know what the three major schools of CI are? They are the three founders of Chinese music. Without boss Fang, there would be less pop music in the world of discourse music. "

"It's ridiculous that this person only wrote four songs and dared to challenge boss Fang. Boss Fang writes at least 40 songs a year, and every capital is very popular. It's too much to argue with boss Fang now. "

"When you come up with good works, young people, now relying on youth to write a few low-end saliva songs, you can turn your eyes, rely on the popularity of masked people to attract young fans who have no cultural literacy."

"That's true. Nowadays, many people have a very low level of appreciation, so that people listen to all kinds of songs. A few days ago, I heard some Internet singers singing. What's that ghost? It's all groaning! The lyrics are terrible. It's ridiculous that such singers, even fans, also call themselves music creators. "

"It's because of the low-end fans that many low-quality songs have a market. Bad money drives out good money, so that many excellent songs have no chance to show to the public. That's why the songs I wrote have never been popular. " A young poet, jealously looking at ye Cuodao.

"Sorry! Mr. masked man, please apologize to boss Fang for your impolite behavior just now. "

Ye CuO sneered and looked at the people around him.

Fang Baizhan waved his hand: "well, what's the point of apology, young people? It's easy to understand that they want to challenge authority.

Many people want to become popular by this.

However, I have no time to accept the challenge of a younger generation.

A little criticism of your work just now is from my heart and a little guidance to you.

I also hope you can make progress, write more literati style lyrics, and write something that really touches people's hearts.

If you don't listen, you can take it as if I didn't say it.

After all, many young people think that they are the best in the world and can't listen to the advice of their predecessors. This is very normal and I can understand it. "

Fang Baizhan was very generous at this time.

Many people look at Ye CuO with disdain, and sneer to themselves: this boy, who has the master's advice, doesn't listen to it. The arrogant man must be a flash in the pan in the end.

Ye CuO said faintly: "thank you, boss Fang. I'd like to listen if there's a master calling me. Before, for example, senior high school gave me a lot of advice. I think it will benefit me all my life.

Because, can really feel, learned what I will not.

As for the ancient style song that you are good at, I have heard a lot. I feel that I write better than you, so I don't want to hear it very much. People with lower level will guide me. "

Shit!

In all people's hearts, there is such a word.

This boy is so arrogant.

Fang Baizhan created this kind of songs. He even said that Fang Baizhan's level in this aspect is lower than his own?

Is this boy going to heaven?

Even Yan Feiyu's face has changed. She thinks that ye CuO doesn't know Fang Baizhan, or she doesn't know Fang Baizhan's strength. She can't help quietly stretching out her hand, pulling Ye CuO's skirt and whispering: "Ye Cuo, don't talk nonsense, teacher Fang's strength is very strong."

Yan Feiyu is afraid of Ye Cuo. Now he talks big. Later, he will be more shameful. He can't face himself.

Gao Lao also quietly said to Ye CuO: "Ye Xiaoyou, forget it. Although Fang Baizhan has a bad temper and likes to scold, he has no talent to speak of. His lyrics are imaginative.

Although you are also very talented, what you are good at is not his type of songs. There is no need to compare your own shortcomings with others' strengths. "

Before ye CuO spoke, Fang Baizhan said with a smile, "it's good. I like you very much. You remind me of an idiom I learned in primary school. It's called "mantis arm pawns a car."

The second half of the mantis arm when the car is out of measure. Many people at the scene also laughed.

Fang Baizhan said to Ye CuO with great interest: "boy, how about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

Fang Baizhan said: "you didn't sign a contract with a company anyway. I appreciate your rage. It's a bit like when I was young.

Well, I'll give you a chance!

These people behind me are all the foundation I have brought out in recent years. You can compete with them. If you can win, I will give you a million dollars in cash.

If you lose - I heard that your legendary song is just a free gift to Yan Feiyu, right? So the copyright is still in your hands.

If you lose, you have to sell me the copyright of this song. "

Fang Baizhan's words make both Yan Feiyu and Gao Lao look different.

Legend has now become Yan Feiyu's masterpiece. If the copyright becomes someone else's, Yan Feiyu can't sing this song any more except for Fang Baizhan's company.

This is to force Yan Feiyu to go to his company!

Two people are a little nervous looking at Ye Cuo, ye CuO light way: "then come to chant, although a million for me is not a big money, but always better than not."

Yan Feiyu looked at Ye CuO nervously. Ye CuO said to her, "it's OK. There are many songs in my stomach. I'll give them to you when I finish writing them."

Fang Baizhan has ordered people around him to lay ten pieces of white paper and pens on the table.

Many people around, with a sneer on their faces, are waiting to see ye CuO's joke.

In the palm of Yan Feiyu's hand, the tension is sweat.

Fang Baizhan looked at Ye CuO and said, "well, I'll give you a title for this time. Lest you think that we are taking advantage of you, that we have written a long time ago and used it to bully you. "

With that, he turned his eyes around and looked in the hall. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He pointed to a blue and white porcelain vase in the window beside him and said, "porcelain is also a treasure of China, one of the four great inventions, which has Chinese elements. You can write a song with this porcelain vase."

Many people at the scene are silly. What can a bottle write?

Many poets frown and meditate, racking their brains to conceive a love story about ceramics.

Yan Feiyu feels cool in her heart. She feels that this is too difficult. She is going to turn her head to see ye Cuo. She sees that ye CuO doesn't even think about it. She goes directly to the pen and paper and writes down three words: "blue and white porcelain"!

PS: update Chapter 13 first, and the rest will be sent one after another until about 12:00 at night.