Country Composer

Chapter 100 People say no?
It's almost done, but Peng Youchang and Zhang Xingyi are still not satisfied, playing there.

Has this show changed?
Even the link of chopping firewood is gone. This season, natural gas is directly burned. What a ghost of a farmer!

Ma Xiaoshu felt bored, so he took out Brother Zhang's electric guitar, sat on the stone courtyard wall, and played blindly facing the sea.

An electric guitar can also have sound when it is not plugged in, but the sound is relatively small, because it does not have a resonance box, and the sound produced by the vibration of the strings is far less loud and mellow than the acoustic guitar.

There is one thing to say, Ma Xiaoshu has been participating in the competition for more than a month, and his guitar skills have improved the most.

The teachers in the program group are very professional, much better than Gou Jian. In addition, Ma Xiaoshu himself works very hard, so now his guitar level is already very professional.

"I once dreamed of walking across the world with a sword and seeing the prosperity of the world...Life is short, so don't stop until you get drunk..."

"No! It's really not a song. Dililidililidada..."

This is not the first time Ma Xiaoshu has revisited this melody. He sang it during the "Sparkling Boy" audition, but he hasn't come up with it until now, and he has no clue at all.

This song is... naughty.

Maybe fate still hasn't arrived?

When Zhang Xingyi heard that Ma Xiaoshu was making music, he also put down his brush and squeezed over: "How about writing songs? Let's go together! Let's have a little inspiration!"

Ma Xiaoshu: "Huh?"

Zhang Xingyi took a lot of trouble to move out the electronic organ, and plugged in the electric guitar, very professionally: "Let's do a freestyle first! Yoyo, chirping, chirping..."

He played the electronic organ, swayed his body, and rapped impromptu in a daze.

Ma Xiaoshu is confused, what are you singing about?

It's too advanced for me to understand.

After finishing a section, Zhang Xingyi was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "It's your turn, Teacher Ma."

When Ma Xiaoshu was hesitating, his cell phone rang, and it was a video call from Teacher Jackdaw.

"duo~"

"Ma Xiaoshu, your uncle! Mr. He said that you said that I had a child when you were recording the program again. Is that acceptable?"

"It's okay, it will be cut off!"

"That's true. But why did you slip away to record a variety show again? Why didn't you tell me during the video last night? I thought you were composing! Didn't you write a new song? You have a problem with your attitude now. Let me tell you, the Chinese music scene... eh? Brother Zhang is here too?"

Zhang Xingyi waved to the camera: "Hello!"

Jackdaw: "Hello, hello..."

Ok.

The two leaders of the Chinese music scene extended sincere greetings to each other, and had a short and friendly exchange across the screen, which enhanced understanding and friendship.

Communication is beneficial.

Then, Jackdaw began to yell at Ma Xiaoshu again: "Did you wake up from the wine you drank last night? Can you concentrate on making music? Now people all over the country know that you are covered by me. If you don't win the championship, my face will go to hell." Where is it? You are good, and you are running to make money again... This is to make your home around the world? Let me tell you, you are a typical person who has never been beaten by society..."

Ma Xiaoshu's eyes suddenly drifted, and he held up his mobile phone: "Mr. Jackdaw, look, it's the sea!"

Jackdaw: "I haven't seen the sea?"

Ma Xiaoshu: "No, I haven't watched it! Thank you for giving me the video, and adding the sea, I am inspired again. Every word you just said is a lyrics! Thank you!"

Jackdaw was overjoyed: "Really? Look! I have to supervise you! You write the song first, and I'll die."

Ma Xiaoshu put down the phone gratefully, Mr. Jackdaw is really... ATM!
The song that he hadn't finished for a long time, unexpectedly came to him with a surge of inspiration in just a few words.

beep, beep...

He played the guitar and hummed casually:
I used to dream of walking the world with a sword
Look at the prosperity of the world
Young hearts are always frivolous

Now you are home

The girl who made you feel bad
Now it has disappeared without a trace
Love is always longing and troublesome
You have been bruised all over

Dilly lily dilly lily da da dilly dilly dilly da da
……

At first Zhang Xingyi wanted to use the electronic piano as an accompaniment to show off his skills, but when Ma Xiaoshu's proficient guitar and poetic singing sounded, he was completely shocked.

It turns out that there are really people who can write songs as soon as they open their mouths! !

Peng Youchang looked at Brother Zhang with a mean look, aren't you leading the Chinese music scene?Can you move it?Was it critically attacked by Ma Xiaoshu?Can't find my place.

Behind the house, Zhang Xiaofeng came dragging a small box, listening to the singing from the yard of the mushroom house, her steps became more and more slow.

The sound of nature!

That beautiful melody, poetic lyrics, lazy and magnetic voice.

Everything is so just right.

Just the right amount of perfection.

"Every time I feel sad, I look at the sea alone, and I always think of my friends who are walking on the road beside me..."

Zhang Xiaofeng was struck by this line of lyrics.

This song is about youth, hurried and confused youth, she is youthful and confused now.

It's a new song!
Brother Zhang's team has been upgraded?Find such a nice song for him?

No, the explosive power and infectious power of the chorus part is not at the level that Zhang Ge can have, and the timbre is not like that, but it is like that who...

Turning the corner of the room, Zhang Xiaofeng stopped.

It really was Ma Xiaoshu!

There was light in her eyes, and she stared blankly at Ma Xiaoshu sitting in the afterglow of the setting sun, sitting on the low courtyard wall with her guitar in her arms, singing freely towards the sea.

bang bang bang...

Heartbeat suddenly started to speed up.

A smile appeared on Zhang Xiaofeng's face, it turned out that Ma Xiaoshu was not ugly in reality, he was quite handsome when he sang.

She is not Ma Xiaoshu's fan, but Ma Xiaoshu's fan.

A talented man is so handsome, his singing seems to have a bewitching power:

let's finish the drink
A good boy has a heart like the sea

Experienced the warmth and coldness of life
This smile is warm and pure

After singing, Ma Xiaoshu ended with a short guitar solo, which was concise and clear, neither showing off skills nor pretending to be forceful, and the mood was calm and distant.

When Zhang Xiaofeng came back to his senses, he suddenly found that He Jiyong and Fang Yuan were also standing beside her, looking at Ma Xiaoshu from a distance.

He Jiyong said to Yuan Yuan: "Did you see it? Another nice new song."

Fang Yuan: "I have to tell the program team that Ma Xiaoshu's songwriting scene must not be cut! The standard is too high!"

Zhang Xiaofeng: "It really sounds good!"

"Eh? My sister is here?"

"Haha, I'm too busy listening to Ma Xiaoshu's new song..."

They walked towards Ma Xiaoshu.

Zhang Xiaofeng, who has always been shy, quickly stepped forward to shake hands with Ma Xiaoshu, and nodded: "Hello, hello! I am Zhang Xiaofeng, and I have all your songs in my mobile phone. I am so happy to see you. Was the song just now from your sea?" The one you sang during the selection? Has it finally been written? What’s its name?”

Ma Xiaoshu: "Hello, Miss Zhang! As for the title of the song, let me think about it... "Once Upon a Time You"."

Zhang Xiaofeng (⊙▽⊙“): Sister Zhang? Are you talking about me?
Naturally, a round of compliments followed.

This song is really good, and what's even more rare is that it was improvised during the recording of "The Fascinated Life". It has great significance for the program, and it cannot be overstated.

But He Jiyong said: "The song is a good song, but the key word you drew in the last issue was Hongchen. This song seems inappropriate! Do you want to change the lyrics?"

He was automatically brought into the role of host of "Shining Boys".

But Ma Xiaoshu moved the dog, and said calmly: "Let's not change it, and sing again when we find the right key words. For the competition, just write another song."

It's so arrogant!

Brother Zhang looked at Ma Xiaoshu with straight eyes.

You listen, do people say anything?
Workers who regard singers as ordinary occupations regard good songs as straw paper, while those who lead the Chinese music scene to the world are still struggling for a masterpiece.

(End of this chapter)