Country Composer

Chapter 62 Battle

Teacher He pretended to be angry and walked off the stage, passing by the camera and muttering silently with his mouth curled up.

Before seeing how cool Ma Xiaoshu was at the host in the sub-division, now He Jiyong's heart is so complicated, he loves and hates Ma Xiaoshu.

As for why Ma Xiaoshu's new song had an accompaniment, of course it was Lao Zhou who made it.

As soon as the sub-divisions were over, Yang Li signed Lao Zhou.

After all, there is no one in Jiaxing who understands music, and there are no contacts in the music industry. Anyway, Zhou Qifeng and Ma Xiaoshu cooperate with each other tacitly, and it is enough... cheap.

Then sign it!
Good music producers don't make much money, and it costs 30 million yuan to make an album for an artist.

Lao Zhou's market price is in the early [-]s.

Now, Zhou Qifeng is the music director of Jiaxing Ma Xiaoshu Studio, and he is in charge of all matters related to music.

A few days ago, Ma Xiaoshu wrote a new song while fighting the fire, and the recording was sent to Lao Zhou. Within three days, Zhou Qifeng brought the newly formed team and produced the arrangement and accompaniment. Today Wang Dabao came with the accompaniment USB of.

Now Ma Xiaoshu is no longer alone.

Be a team.

Backstage, Long Cuixi was telling the live broadcast crew to show more shots of Acer, Jiang Yunhe, and Lin Shu. The four champions are all signed by Qianyu, but Liu Zexu is not very obedient and needs to be beaten.

Zhang Yang followed and said, "Sister Long, now is not the time to find footage for them, hurry up and find positive energy materials for the fire in the mountain city!"

Long Cuixi was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yang: "When Ma Xiaoshu sang, put those tragic and touching photos on the big screen and broadcast them live, adding value! Elevate the style!"

Long Cuixi: "That's right, you take them to do it."

Although he doesn't like Ma Xiaoshu, the positive energy he brings now needs to be well publicized.

Because the Western Division did the best, Zhang Yang has been promoted to the chief assistant director.

Zhang Yang immediately got busy. He knew how powerful Ma Xiaoshu was, so he quickly recruited a few people to search for materials on the Internet, and said to the special effects team next to him: "Make a poster right away, and just write 'Come on, mountain city, we are with you!'"

On the side, the representative of Douyin sighed: "Sister Long is really accurate at seeing people, this Director Zhang understands the psychology of netizens very well!"

Representative of Mango: "No wonder Long Jie pushed him forward against all odds."

Long Cuixi: "I just have a better vision than others."

In fact, it was because of her poor professional ability as the chief director. She made a joke last year, but this year she just asked two professionals to do it.Zhang Yang's ability is quite satisfactory, and the advantage lies in his strong adaptability, otherwise he would be played to death by Ma Xiaoshu's psychopath in the Western Division.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

The prelude to "The Lonely Brave" gradually begins.

The scene lights dimmed, and the main light hit the stage, covering Ma Xiaoshu's tall and straight body, full of fighting spirit.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to have returned to the battlefield raging with wildfires.

The audience fell silent immediately.

Hao Shengyin said to Wang Banbi: "This voice is a bit creepy."

Wang Banbi ignored her, frowning at Ma Xiaoshu on the stage, as a creator, he wanted to see Ma Xiaoshu's true level.

Ma Xiaoshu didn't bring a guitar today, because the accompaniment is already complete, what he has to do is to sing this song well with all his strength.

are brave

The wound on your forehead, your differences, the mistakes you made
don't have to hide

your battered doll your mask your ego
It has to be said that Ma Xiaoshu's singing skills have improved a lot. At first he was pure dry howling, then Zhou Qifeng began to teach him how to sing folk songs, and Liu Zexu kept correcting his breathing, intonation and articulation.

clap clap clap...

The applause from the audience was not strong, but a feeling of encouragement.

Ma Xiaoshu froze for a moment, turned around, and saw news photos of the mountain fire on the big screen, slowly switching, there were firefighters, riders, citizens delivering supplies, and so on.

The picture, with this song, the mood is fuller.

This program group is very capable!
Ma Xiaoshu himself was infected by those photos, and he became more involved when he sang:

They say tame every monster with light
They say sew your wounds up no one loves clowns

Why is it not honorable to be alone
People are only imperfect and worthy of praise
Who says a man covered in mud is not a hero?

Hao Shengyin tilted her head and looked at Ma Xiaoshu on the stage, with her hands folded in front of her chest, and her body leaning against the back of the sofa, showing a little resistance.

Wang Banbi cocked his legs and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ding Xiang smiled and nodded approvingly.

Teacher Bai Xiaobao had a serious expression, writing and drawing on the paper with a pen, when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head.

coming!

The chorus is coming.

Swish!
On the big screen, Chong Wa'er rode a motorcycle with one hand through the smoke and dust, with a sunny smile and firm eyes.

I love you walking alone in the dark alley

I love you without kneeling

love you confronted with despair

don't cry

Swish!
The photo on the big screen switched. This photo is the moment Long Wa'er fell down on his bicycle, and the supplies in the back basket were scattered in the air.

love your tattered clothes

But dare to block the gun of fate

love you just like me

Notches are the same

Swish!
A white light flashed on the big screen, and there was a new photo. Ma Xiaoshu held Long Wa'er in his left hand and rubbed Chong Wa'er's head with his right hand. .

The scene was a mess, the three of them were covered in mud and sweat, and their shoes were so worn that their toes were exposed, but they smiled brilliantly.

go with this ragged cape
Fight? Fight! With the humblest dream
To the whimpers and roars in the night
Who says that only those who stand in the light are considered heroes

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

"come on!"

"Mountain city, come on!"

"Rise up!"

There were thunderous applause and shouts at the scene.

This chorus is simply too igniting. It is a true portrayal of the fire fighting operation in the mountain city. The tenacious mountain city people did not flinch or be pessimistic.

brave!optimism!Domineering!Humorous again!

The barrage in the live broadcast room is even crazier:

"This song is perfect!"

"Ma Xiaoshu is such an idol!"

"Tonight, we are all from the mountain city!"

"Mountain city, come on!"

"I wish the fire in the mountain city will be extinguished as soon as possible!"

"Thank you. I'm from a mountain city. With the help of Ma Xiaoshu, Longwa and other volunteers, the situation has been brought under control. The firefighters are coming down the mountain one after another!"

"This is the idol worth chasing. Besides him, which star would dare to put out the fire?"

"Those little fresh meats will make you pee!"

"Ma Xiaoshu, the pride of the people of the mountain city!"

"No, Ma Xiaoshu is the pride of Sichuan and Chongqing people!"

"Wrong! Ma Xiaoshu is the common pride of Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and Chongqing..."

"Rolled up?!"

"Tell everyone a joke, Ma Xiaoshu's singer."

"Hahahahaha..."

"Wait and wait for Hao Shengyin to be slapped in the face."

In a narrow rented house in a mountain city, Long Wa'er, who was sleepy, watched the live broadcast with her mobile phone, complaining: "Ma Xiaoshu looks even uglier on camera."

In a small county town in Shuzhou, Chongwaer watched the tablet with his girlfriend, showing off: "I taught him how to ride cross-country, this bastard can only ride 125."

fear?Depressed?cowardice?

In the blood of Sichuan and Chongqing men, there has never been such a thing, and the battle is over.

After the war, I went home to wash, cook and hide my private money without any delay.

(End of this chapter)