The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 160 You'd better find a class
"So you're a musician?"

Now Haili has found something to brag about, and proudly boasted for her boyfriend: "Yes, he is the lead singer and guitarist of the school band, and he also writes his own songs. You don't even know that the songs he wrote How great!"

Saying that, Hailey looked through Ron and directly met Claire's sight. This rebellious little girl wanted to see her mother's distraught look, but she was disappointed.

Not only was Claire not angry, but she looked as if everything was under control, and said in feigned surprise, "Really? Your classmate is also a musician? It just so happened that your Uncle Ron also played in a band when he was in college, and wrote There have been a few songs that were smash hits and sold to the record company at a high price, so there is such a thing, right?"

"What? Uncle Ron was also a musician?" Hayley exclaimed.

Claire waved her little fist in her heart triumphantly, how about it?Are you dumbfounded?Why do you think I let Ron come over first?Have I guarded against you for a long time?

Known daughter Mo Ruomu, Haili is simply a replica of Claire when she was young, so Claire knows what kind of boys Haili will be attracted to. After learning that Ron is coming to visit today, she immediately invited him to her home.

Although she was often pissed off by Ron's behavior when she was in school, Claire had to admit that Ron was the most talented person she had ever met.

"That's right," Ron nodded, "At that time, several record companies approached me and wanted me to be their signed singer, but I didn't like life in the spotlight very much, so I rejected them all, but sold the song to I bought them, and the money I got was just enough for me and my brother's college living expenses and other expenses."

"I still have the contact information of the record company. What song have you written, Dylan? If it's good, I can recommend it for you." Ron released a trace of kindness.

He is not as nervous as Claire. In his opinion, isn't it normal to have a relationship when you are in school?Just don't get all the kids out when your mom was in school.

"Claire, do you have a musical instrument at home? Can you borrow it?"

"Of course, you wait." Claire hesitated, but agreed.

"Really? What song did you write?" Hailey doubted.

"Shape of You, uh, this song is a bit inappropriate, but it's not actually written for you young people." Phil, who was lying on the sofa, took the initiative to expose Ron.

But after saying the title of the song, he regretted it. This song is nice, but what the hell are those lyrics?
"Yes, that's right, but you are not qualified to say that. When you are Hailey's age, you will soon be a father." Ron complained to Phil while Claire was away.

"Oh~~~" Haili said meaningfully, but her boyfriend's reaction was a bit strange. The uneasiness that was frightened by Ron turned into excited trembling: "My God, are you the master of ED?"

"Here comes the guitar." Claire handed the guitar to Dylan: "Yes, that's right, ED is Ron's stage name. I didn't expect that Haili's classmate is still your fan. I really have your Ron."

"Yes, I'm a fan of ED. I started my music career after listening to his songs. Even the songs I wrote pay tribute to your Shape of You, idol."

"Here's a good song for everyone, actually this song was written for Hailey, I call it "Moonlight""

"Moonlight? I remember Beethoven had a sonata named that. At least it's a good start." Ron whispered to Claire, "Maybe Hayley made a good choice? At least it's better than yours. Ricky's Poet Strong."

"Hey! Don't compare anyone with you, okay? Among ordinary people, Ricky can already write very good poems." Claire said dissatisfied.

Phil: "Who's Ricky?"

It's a pity that everyone is attracted by Dylan now, and no one pays attention to poor Phil.

Dylan sat across from Phil, plucked the guitar and began to sing: "The stars are passing by from the sky, they are all attracted by you and fell, and the moonlight shines on your face, because they finally found their belonging... I JUST WANT FXXK YOU... ..."

The first two lines sounded like that, but the later the lyrics became more and more unsettling. Ron had black lines, and the expressions of the Dunphys became more and more weird.

What is this all about?Tribute to me?In your eyes, I'm just someone who sings H songs?
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Ron couldn't bear it anymore and quickly stopped: "To be honest, if you only have this level, I suggest that you don't take any music path. At your level, there is no way for music at all." I'll let you go!"

"Seriously, you'd better find a class quickly." Ron criticized unceremoniously.

"Hey! Ron, what you said is too harsh." Before Hailey could speak, Phil intervened first, "How can you say that he is also a fan of yours, so you are not afraid of breaking the hearts of fans by saying that?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't intend to fool around in the music industry~" Ron shrugged, and looked at the handsome guy who was so beaten up by him: "How is it? Do you think I said it too harshly?"

Hailey Dylan nodded together, there was still a little resentment in Hailey's eyes.

Ron's expression became serious: "I really didn't mean to hit you, buddy, you know, music is a thing that requires talent, and a person without talent can't succeed on this road no matter what."

"And, of course, the content of the music is not only vulgar," Ron sighed: "Well, Shape of You is also a bit vulgar, after all, it was a song I wrote when I was in a nightclub, but I can't only write this song , can you give me the guitar?"

Dylan passed the guitar numbly, tried the sound a little, and a melody blossomed between his fingers:

"I found a love for me
Darling just dive right in and follow my lead
Well I found a girl beautiful and sweet
......"

Ron's voice is not particularly outstanding, but there is no problem in controlling this song. Everyone is immediately intoxicated by this moving melody, and even the little resentment in Hayley's eyes disappeared without a trace.

Instead, it became a deep worship.

Little Hailey is not stupid, she is just a bit of a nympho, and she can still tell the difference between good music and bad music. This song is better than Dylan's "FXXK" to "FXXK" song.

Compared to him, Ron was right, it was rubbish.

"See, this is the real music," Ron finished singing, holding down the strings and getting up: "Don't think that music is just a trick to pick up girls. It's an art. art that cannot enter.”

(End of this chapter)