China Entertainment 2004

Chapter 35 In My Song

"Ah! The setting sun falls on the rice fields in my hometown, and the wind blows between you and me. I am like a lonely fish. When will I swim into your heart..."

As soon as Jiang Yu came on stage, she recited a poem first, and Jia Lin's eyes lit up puudulently.

"My god, there's a genius here, making it so romantic," Jia Lin said shyly.

"Hi, my name is Jiang Yu." Jiang Yu went over to shake hands.

But he said in his heart, Lin'er, you are still too thin, it's not funny anymore.

Changed to the 180-jin Jialin, the line just now was paired with expressions, and the audience could laugh like crazy.

The current Jia Lin is not round enough, she looks more serious, so there is no sense of joy.

Jia Lin said: "My name is Jia Lin, you are a poet."

"I don't dare to be, I usually prefer poetry and songs."

"Then we two are good at poetry. Although I study cross talk, I am particularly interested in literature."

"Okay, please." Jiang Yusi said politely.

For this kind of young girl, being handsome plus being able to write poems is almost equal to killing.

Jia Lin said: "Okay, then I'm here, if life is just like the first time you see it."

Jiang Yu said seriously, "A bowl of braised beef noodles."

"Is there a return date, sir?"

"A mildly spicy KFC."

"I wonder how much you can worry about?"

“Cumin Teppanyaki Fatty Beef.”

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Jia Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the audience that CCTV recruited is relatively well-educated and can understand this joke.

Cross talk is meant for the general public, and sometimes we have to adjust our content according to the audience.

If you want to say something nasty, gay men laugh very happily, while lesbians may be very happy in their hearts, but they may not be ashamed to laugh.

If you want to say it elegantly, those who have gone to school will smile knowingly, and the uncle on the street may be about to scold him.

How can the young and the old take all, and both the refined and the popular?

Then we have to invite Teacher Yu's father, Mr. Wang, to play.

So when Jiang Yu wrote such crooked poems, Jia Lin was very hesitant.

Because it was on CCTV, those grandpas and aunts watching TV may not be able to understand it.

But Jiang Yu still insisted that the mainstream cross talk world has been separated from the masses for a long time, and they are not bad.

Facts have proved that he is quite correct in playing this trick on CCTV, at least he can grasp the audience at the scene.

"Hey, what kind of people do you think I met? Why is it so difficult for me to fall in love?"

After experiencing the pseudo-wenqing, Ma Baonan, the old man and the local rich, Jia Lin couldn't help but sigh like a fairy.

The audience laughed and gave bursts of applause.

In the words of Maji's later evaluation, the most funny thing about this cross talk conference is that so many cross talks are not funny.

The audience also felt the same. Among so many cross talks, "Blind Date in Progress" is one of the few that can be enjoyed.

It all depends on the foil of the peers.

In the end, the judges scored neither high nor low. Even Zhang Aiping, who made things difficult for the two of them last time, gave a score of 9.7, and the final average was 9.84.

Jiang Yu was still a little surprised, thinking that he was facing the camera, and in front of so many audiences, these old guys didn't dare to score randomly with their eyes open.

But Jia Lin knew in her heart that Feng Gong should have greeted her in advance.

They are all from my own family, so if you can't give them the first place, why not give them the second place?
The two bowed and stepped down, and a group of cross talk actors came to congratulate them.

"You guys did a great job, you turned cross talk into a sketch."

"It's really scary for young people, we old guys are all compared."

"It's really a famous teacher who produces a great apprentice. From now on, the cross talk world will be your world, haha..."

Jia Lin was flattered and hurriedly said what.

Jiang Yu watched coldly, but sneered in his heart.

These people have a weird mouth, but they don't know how to hate them in their hearts.

The negative energies in the income records are clearly recorded.

"Negative energy value from Chang Peiye, +55!"

"Negative energy value from Jia Chengbo, +85!"

"..."

Old Guo famously said that cross talkers are looking forward to death, Jiang Yu can be regarded as an eye-opener.

……

After finishing the cross talk contest, Jiang Yu went back to school and prepared to write a song.

If he remembers well, the Chinese music scene in 2006 was also very popular, with divine comedies such as "Invisible Wings", "Thousands of Miles Away", "Cao Cao", "Under Mount Fuji" and so on.

The golden songs produced in this year are comparable to those produced in the next ten years.

Fortunately, what Jiang Yu produced was also a Divine Comedy, so he might be able to fight them back and forth.

The most important thing is that the risk of copying is relatively small.

Youdao is a freshman for the first time, and an acquaintance for the second time. This time Jiang Yu has experience.

Save the manuscripts of the lyrics and score first, and then go to the school's recording studio to record demos.

After recording the demo, I went to the Music Copyright Association with the lyrics and score to register the copyright.

In the end, I brought the demo to a music production company to release the song.

The only problem is that the accompaniment of this song is piano music, and Jiang Yu knows nothing about piano.

Is it reasonable for a person who can't play the piano to write a song with piano accompaniment?

No way, learn it.

There is so much to learn.

Noon, dormitory.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Yu texted while lying on the bed.

The other side replied after a while: "Just woke up, Brother Xiaoyao is so handsome, it made my legs go weak."

"You put him to bed?"

"Hey, is this girl so casual? Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I can't find you if it's okay?"

"You would be so kind to chat with me?" Yang Mi's words pierced Jiang Yu's cautiousness.

Jiang Yu smiled helplessly, "I really have something to ask you."

At this moment, there was a "squeak" sound from the upper bunk.

It is estimated that Xiao Bing is doing handicraft work again.

Jiang Yu just kicked his leg, "You should be gentle."

Xiao Bing smiled from above, "Don't worry, Xiao Yu'er, I will be gentle and I won't hurt you."

Jiang Yu wanted to cover his face.

This fucking straight guy wouldn't dare to flirt with his sister, but flirting with his brother is a routine.

Jiang Yu said: "Go away, don't disturb me chatting with Da Mi Mi."

"Big secret?"

"Isn't she old?"

"Damn it," Xiao Bing realized that it was Yang Mi who said it, and suddenly felt that he had been hit by a critical blow.

"Negative energy value from Xiao Bing, +66!"

Jiang Yu ignored him and continued to send text messages: "Can you play the piano? I want to write a song, and I need a piano accompaniment."

"You want to sing Shandandan Blossoms Again?" Mi Yang is still thinking about what happened last time.

Jiang Yu quickly explained: "That time I was just joking with you, this time I am serious, I have written all the lyrics."

"Sent to see."

Jiang Yu sat up and typed quickly, and sent the first half of the lyrics.

Hengdian, Marriott Hotel.

Yang Mi was lying on a two-meter wide bed, wearing pajamas, with her two slender thighs standing up against the wall.

The scenes of "Liao Zhai" are basically filmed at night, so work doesn't start until evening. Mi Yang has just woken up at this time, and she hasn't even changed her clothes.

Holding the phone in her hand, she chanted the lyrics sent by Jiang Yu:

"without any precautions
no worries

You just show up
in my world
Surprise me

but you are like this

quietly disappeared without me knowing
no audio from minecraft
The rest are just memories"

This word is well written!
Although Yang Mi's singing is not very good, but the basic appreciation ability is still there.

She instinctively felt that the lyrics were simple and fluent, as if a lover were whispering their missing, but not too sad, which was just right.

"What's the name of the song?" she asked.

Jiang Yu replied: "In my singing."

(End of this chapter)