Country Composer

Chapter 83 Lonely
Gou Jian was lost in thought, did I offend someone?

Ma Xiaoshu hinted at me so tactfully, it must be for my own good, and he didn't directly tell me who I am, so it should be quite important and sensitive, right?So, whose forgiveness do I really need?

He kept thinking about it, becoming more and more dignified, until...

Bai Xiaobao walked into the tent with a document, and the two looked at each other.

"roll!"

"Okay~"

Gou Jian rolled in his wheelchair.

He likes the prairie, and he also likes tents. There are no ups and downs and no thresholds. It is suitable for wheelchair travel, even if the wheels run over it.

Bai Xiaobao looked at Ma Xiaoshu coldly: "Have you made any money?"

Ma Xiaoshu smiled: "Well, more than 3!"

Bai Xiaobao: "Did you write the song?"

Ma Xiaoshu was taken aback: "Ah... I forgot."

Bai Xiaobao burst into anger: "Is this the time for you to make money? Write songs as soon as you are in a good state. It doesn't matter if you can write as many songs as you can. It doesn't even matter whether you win this competition or not. Song asked your company to quickly help you release an album. Don’t think that you are great because you are popular now. You are popular quickly and then you are cool. Artists without works are easy to pass away. The music world is very cruel..."

Ma Xiaoshu nodded repeatedly and didn't dare to refute, he knew what the teacher said was right, only works can last for a long time.

I was wrong, dare to do it next time.

night.

The sky is full of stars, Ma Xiaoshu and Liu Zexu lie on the grassland outside the tent and look up at the galaxy.

Several others burned cow dung and baked steamed buns not far away.

"Shu'er, how is your song holding back? Old Bai is right, the most important thing is for you to write more songs and save albums now. I remember that the key word you drew last time was loneliness. Life is as lonely as snow. Writing well should It also has a different flavor. We are lonely in the city, and our parents are lively in the countryside, ah, how ironic..."

"Brother, why don't you go in first."

Ma Xiaoshu is holding a grass in his mouth, he doesn't really want to talk about life with the elder brother above the white tea.

Liu Zexu pouted his tongue: "No, I'm not... sleepy, I just want to give you some enlightenment, human beings are born lonely, and the soul is naturally lonely..."

Ma Xiaoshu: "It's alright, not everyone is a Jackdaw! And I have a few songs, but they only have one or two sentences."

Liu Zexu sat up, staring at his red eyes: "Huh? How many more songs? Come and listen."

Ma Xiaoshu opened his mouth and came: "Invincible is so lonely, invincible is so empty..."

"Oh! It sounds good!"

"Still picking all the cold branches and refusing to rest, slightly regretful, who should I miss on the lonely sandbank?"

"interesting!"

"I don't miss you because I'm lonely, but I'm lonely because I miss you."

"Cow batch!"

"You listen to loneliness singing, softly and fiercely, the singing is so cruel, people can't help but cry like a river."

"Fuck! Isn't this song so bad?! I was worried that you wouldn't be able to write it, but you were struggling with which one to write? What the hell is Versailles with me? I fell asleep."

Liu Zexu was so shocked that he fell into the tent.

The conditions here are not as good as those in Xihai. The tents are full of Datong shops, and five players in a group are crowded together.

Fortunately, the tent is spacious enough to sleep without folding.

Even though he sang parts of four songs just now, Ma Xiaoshu is not proud at all, he knows his own affairs clearly.These phrases came up when Ma Xiaoshu picked up the word "loneliness". So far, there is no progress because... there is no inspiration.

Although these songs are good, but... they cannot be completed without inspiration.

His golden fingers are unobtrusively and slightly random, having to inspire songs.Moreover, that mysterious fog of memory from another world also made his brain not so easy to use.

Even so, Ma Xiaoshu didn't contact Jackdaw today, because seeing that he held a fan meeting today in Moments, he must be very busy.

drop by drop...

The phone rang suddenly.

Ma Xiaoshu picked it up and saw that it was Teacher Jackdaw?

connected.

Jackdaw supported the mask and held the phone: "Ma Xiaoshu, how is your new song going? I remember that the key word you drew was 'loneliness', did you write it?"

Ma Xiaoshu: "No! I just have no inspiration."

Jackdaw sneered: "Heh heh heh... Without my guidance, you are useless!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Why didn't you video with me these two days?"

"That... Aren't you planning to travel to three cities for a fan meeting? I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

"Oh! I thought you went to my house quietly in a car..."

"I'll go when I'm free."

"No need! Then what... loneliness is a kind of emotion. Lyrics and melody are equally important. It is recommended not to write old-fashioned 4536251. It has been written badly. If you want to innovate, hip-hop is a direction..."

"Hey puff puff? Hearing what you said, I seem to feel a little bit. But it's not very clear!"

Ma Xiaoshu's eyes were blurred.

Jackdaw: "Let's write a section of honk first, find out the emotional point and then expand it. I suggest chords..."

Suddenly a female voice came from over there: "Who are you talking to at this late hour?"

Ma Xiaoshu yelled: "Hi sister-in-law! I'm Ma Xiaoshu..."

Female voice: "That bitch came to harass again..."

"Shut up! He just admires me and is obsessed with my talent. Moreover, Ma Xiaoshu is also a very talented newcomer. You go away... I want to guide Ma Xiaoshu's creation, and the future of the Chinese music scene depends on us."

Jackdaw's domineering side leaked.

As expected, the woman fell silent, and she should have left.

Ma Xiaoshu exclaimed: "Ah! I have inspiration, thank you brother! Thank you Mr. Jackdaw! You are simply a source of inspiration for walking!"

Jackdaw wondered, "That's all right? I haven't said anything yet..."

beep~
That end hung up.

Jackdaw was dazed for a while, and then showed a proud smile: "As expected of me! Ma Xiaoshu, what would you do without me~"

Pulling out a box of small umbrellas, Jackdaw is going to be busy.

It was precisely because he was afraid of being interrupted by Ma Xiaoshu when he was communicating, that's why he took the initiative to make a video call. That guy hadn't had a video call with him for two days, so he felt scared just thinking about it.

After the video, Jackdaw felt relieved.

Ma Xiaoshu took out a small notebook and wrote a song, then took the guitar sponsored by Gou Jian, hummed it softly, and played it to Jackdaw again.

Connected, but not fully connected.

Jackdaw cut into the audio call, but there was no picture.

"Are you fucking finished? I'm busy!"

"What are you busy with?"

"Uh……"

"Oh, huh..."

"Who?"

"Who do you care about? Ma Xiaoshu, what's the matter with you?"

"I, my song is finished, report it to Mr. Jackdaw, and I will sing it to you...∮..."

"Ah, take it easy..."

"Shh!"

"∮... Teacher? Is it sister-in-law? Are you fighting? Don't..."

"No, I'm seeing a psychiatrist."

"Doctors can't beat me!"

"No! Well, your song is well written, hang up."

beep~
Looking at the hanged WeChat interface, Ma Xiaoshu was deeply moved.

Mr. Jackdaw was already tired enough to see a psychiatrist, but even so, he still did not forget to send a video to help me write songs. It was so touching!

(End of this chapter)