Chapter 490

Although everyone on and off the stage, including the host, has varying degrees of prejudice against CHEN Ye, believing that he has no real talent and can only talk big, CHEN Ye's live studio exploded at this time!

"Are they fools? I have to question the anchor. I'm out of my mind!"

"I tell you, if the anchor says that the queen of song and film are all his disciples, I don't doubt it!"

"I really think highly of Gao song when I say that he is comparable to Gao Song. Gao Song doesn't have one tenth of the talent of the anchor at all. No, one percent doesn't!"

“...”

CHEN Ye glanced at Li Yang, who was already sitting next to Wang Wan, lightly shook his head and said:

"Since our teacher Li Yangli has introduced me in such detail, I won't say much, but what I can tell you is that what I said is true."

WOW!!

The whole audience was in an uproar. Everyone shook their heads one after another. Looking at CHEN Ye's eyes was like looking at a fool. You were still saying that what you said was true. Did you have meningitis when you were a child? It was all about the stage of satellite TV!

However, the eight auditors who are working hard behind the scenes, that is, the eight who audited CHEN Ye this morning, look excited at the moment. Hey, hey, I know you don't believe it. You'll be beaten in the face later!

What we want is this effect!

"Well, please use your talent to prove what you said. The next stage is up to you." Wang Wan lowered her beautiful eyes lightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

"Hehe, it's time for you to lose face, dead boy. You'll lose face in front of the people all over the country. You'll be laughed at by countless people when you go out in the future!" Li Yang has a small face of success.

"Well..." CHEN Ye, standing on the stage, thought slightly and looked at Wang Wan: "I want a table, a piece of paper and a pen."

"What?" Wang Wan was stunned and said, "just sing when you sing. What do you want with a desk pen? Just start singing with a microphone."

"Maybe he wants to give you a performance..." Li Yang thought he was very clever and explained, which made the audience laugh.

The host looked at CHEN Ye inexplicably. Didn't the beauty track sing as soon as it came up? Why did he need a desk pen and so on? Did he want to stand on the table and sing with a pen as a microphone?

CHEN Ye smiled faintly: "I want to sing my own songs and other people's songs. I always think it's not very interesting!"

Hiss!!

Everyone at the scene took a breath!!

The boy's voice is really big!!

This posture is to write your own words, music and then sing?

But the time given to them is only five minutes. Even if he is given extra time, it can't exceed ten minutes. What kind of songs can he make in ten minutes? Two tigers or Altman beat little monsters?

Hey, it seems that he praised him for learning art for half a year. He's just a layman. He doesn't know the creation time of a song!

The contempt in Wang Wan's eyes grew stronger and stronger. She frowned and asked the staff to move the table and give CHEN Ye paper and pen.

As soon as the staff got the instruction, Li Yang ran to move the table and get the paper and pen before the staff. Now he is happy——

Hei hei, there is something wrong with this boy's brain. He has to make himself more difficult. He's afraid he won't lose face in front of the people all over the country? Come on, help you!

The table, paper and pen were soon moved up. CHEN Ye took up the pen, turned a circle on his slender fingers, raised his eyelids and asked the audience, "what song do you want to hear?"

Before the audience answered, Li Yang couldn't wait to say, "hurry up. Our program only has two and a half hours. Now you've wasted more than ten or twenty minutes. Don't you think it's a program run by your family..."

CHEN Ye said calmly, "maybe in a few days this program will really be opened by my family."

Then he waved his hand, and no matter what kind of eyes people cast on him, he said faintly: "then I'll write casually, and you can listen casually."

Before the voice fell, I raised my pen:

"She came to my concert,

On the first date of 17-year-old first love,

The boy lined up all night for her,

Half a year's accumulated livestock bought a pair of tickets,

I sang her heart broken, I sang her heart broken,

...

She came to my concert.

At the age of 25, love is beautiful,

Her boyfriend gave roses behind her back,

She doesn't listen to the phone and doesn't sleep every night,

...

At the age of thirty-three, true love is so precious,

The young girl begged her to give way,

Let men decide who to run away with,

...

She came to my concert.

The women who listen to music after forty are beautiful,

...”

As soon as I stopped writing, everyone at the scene stared and couldn't believe it: "it's so powerful. It's really talented. The lyrics are well written! And it's less than three minutes! "

Wang Wan also showed a fanatical look in her eyes and said in a tone of disbelief: "this... This is so talented. I wrote such perfect lyrics in less than three minutes. It takes my musicians at least more than half a year to write such good lyrics!"

The audience in the live broadcasting room was even more crazy, and the gifts and barrage flew together!

"Anchor, you're great. It's such a perfect song in less than three minutes..."

"Hahaha, did you see everyone's expression at the scene? It's ironic. Didn't you believe our Xiaoxian's strength before?"

“...”

Li Yang took a breath and his body trembled. The boy actually wrote such a good lyrics and told a sad and beautiful love story like a story.

However, no matter how well the lyrics are written, there must be music to match, otherwise your lyrics can only be a long collection of poems!

Li Yang doesn't believe that this young man who seems to be under the age of 20 has extraordinary composing ability. You know, he has studied music for more than ten years, and the best record is that he has made songs of average quality in three days!

"If the lyrics are well written, what's the difference? I often write some moving sentences in a flash of inspiration. It needs to be accompanied by music. Only when the music is sung can I know whether the song is good or bad!"

Li Yang returned to his mind, but his face was still iron blue. A pair of small eyes stared at CHEN Ye and hummed coldly.

CHEN Ye didn't even look at Li Yang, smiled faintly, asked the host for a guitar, stroked the string and said:

"Miss Li, can you write such beautiful lyrics in your clever sentences? I don't think so. It's estimated that it will take you at least half a month to write such good lyrics!"

After that, he said to the audience, "I won't compose music on the spot. I'll play it impromptu for you. It takes too much time to write music scores on paper!"