Write a song with your life?The whole network begged me not to die!

Chapter 7 The advantage is the treble, let me write you a love song!
Zhang Jie looked at Xu Yao lying on the hospital bed.

Because of the illness, his face was thin and his complexion was pale.

However, the pair of eyes did not look like those of a sick person at all, they were full of light.

He looked a little embarrassed.

To say happy, the happiest is Wei Jingke.

"Miss Xu, is what you said true?"

Wei Jingke's exhaustion disappeared in an instant, and his eyes lit up.

"of course it's true."

Xu Yao laughed at herself: "I don't have time to joke with you."

Hearing this sentence, the ward was instantly enveloped in sadness.

Yes.

Xu Yao's physical condition is very serious.

There wasn't much time to joke around with them.

Mao said worriedly: "Your body is very weak, you should rest first."

I wrote a song for him just now, and now I write it for Zhang Jie.

How much energy does this take.

"It's okay, I can hold on."

She shook her head lightly, "I am very happy to see that you can perform on stage."

Mao didn't realize that she said earlier that she liked to watch him sing.

When he heard this sentence, he had a subtle feeling in his heart.

It turned out that she really just likes to write songs.

Wei Jingke didn't want to miss such a good opportunity, so she stepped forward to support the side of the bed.

"Miss Xu, we are going to let Zhang Jie follow the path of singing and dancing singers, can you help write a song that suits him?"

"It's best to sing it, just like Mao Buyi, there will be an immediate response!"

Zhang Jie frowned slightly.

He also writes songs.

Is writing a song that easy?
I have been thinking about it for so long, but I haven't written a song that can be sold.

The same goes for people in the circle.

Creation is not an easy task.

The same is true for the bigwigs in the circle, otherwise there would be no touching songs until now.

Unexpectedly.

It was just a sudden accident!
This accident was created by Xu Yao!
Just as he had feared earlier, one can create a style.

But it is difficult to control another style.

The reason why Xu Yao can write such beautiful and sad songs.

That's because she's battling a serious illness right now.

It might be dead before long.

Being in this environment, I have some insights and feelings in my heart.

Sing and dance songs?
She can't even walk now, so she must reject singing and dancing from the bottom of her heart, right?
Xu Yao said: "In fact, singing and dancing are only part of it, and it only serves to increase the appeal of the song."

really!

Zhang Jie felt disappointed immediately after hearing her words.

He knew that Xu Yao wanted him to take another path.

"Really?" Wei Jingke's expression froze, doubting her words.

Duan Ying stood beside them, saw their attitude, and said angrily: "It would be nice to write songs for you, but you still pick and choose?"

Xu Yao waved her hand lightly, and continued, "You haven't even written the song yet, but you want to do both. How can there be such a good thing?"

Wei Jingke said: "I also know the importance of songs, but songwriting must have a direction, right? Isn't singing and dancing our direction?"

"Is it because you were influenced by Bangzi Kingdom?" Xu Yao asked back.

Wei Jingke was taken aback, but she didn't expect to be hit by what she said.

Today's domestic creative ability is getting worse and worse.

The market is so big, it is naturally invaded by other countries' cultures.

Bangziguo is one of the most typical.

That's why he let Zhang Jie go this way.

Naihe has been unable to write useful songs.

He also went to find the composer in Bangzi Country, and he was so arrogant that no one would even care about him.

Unexpectedly, she saw it again.

Li Ming looked at her.

Isn't she sick?
How could he understand the domestic situation so clearly?

Xu Yao sighed helplessly: "You are putting the cart before the horse, Zhang Jie is not best suited for singing and dancing."

Zhang Jie was a little unhappy when he heard this.

He said contemptuously, "You said I'm not suitable for singing and dancing, so what am I suitable for?"

He was mentally prepared.

If Xu Yao couldn't reach a conclusion that satisfied him, he turned around and left.

It would be absurd enough to ask a terminally ill patient to write a song.

Still wasting so much of his time here made him even more uncomfortable.

He can be sure that Xu Yao can't tell.

Xu Yao looked at the rebellious Zhang Jie, and smiled: "The most suitable for you is the high note!"

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Zhang Jie's face changed drastically.

The same is true for Wei Jingke and Li Ming, who looked at each other in blank dismay.

They looked at Xu Yao in astonishment.

This girl is obviously very weak, but she can't hide her exquisite facial features.

If she doesn't get sick, she will have a bright future.

At this moment, there was a confident smile on his thin face.

Be confident in what you say to yourself.

Zhang Jie murmured: "You... how do you know?"

Few people know about his high pitch.

It can be said that apart from the three of them present, no one knew how high his treble was.

However, Xu Yao, who was in front of her, actually hit the advantage that was covered up by him.

Because I decided to take the singing and dancing route at the beginning, I decided not to use this advantage for the time being.

The melody is beautiful and the rhythm is lively, which is the key to singing and dancing songs.

Therefore, the treble part is generally rarely used.

At this moment, it was discovered by Xu Yao again.

Xu Yao smiled slightly: "I just know."

Duan Ying came to her side, put her hips on her hips and glared at everyone present.

"Are you really here to ask for a song? How do I think you are here to criticize?"

"Sister Yaoyao is not in good health, you are still talking so much nonsense!"

"If you don't write songs, get out now!"

Wei Jingke also felt that he had gone too far.

Xu Yao's health is not good, and she tends to faint at any time.

They were wasting a lot of time talking about something and nothing.

"I want a song! I want a song!"

Wei Jingke said with great certainty: "Even if it's a love song!"

He felt that if Xu Yao could bring out Zhang Jie's treble level, it would be a good direction.

Zhang Jie stood aside.

I was a little curious in my heart, wondering what kind of love songs she could write.

Whether it is also the same as Mao Buyi is eye-catching.

Xu Yao nodded: "Okay, I'll write a song for you."

"Sister Yaoyao, you haven't rested for a long time, you should rest first." Duan Ying said worriedly.

Xu Yao smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, I'm fine. And I'm happy to see that they can sing the song."

"But……"

"Do you think I am much more energetic today than yesterday?"

Duan Ying looked at her face, remembering the paler face yesterday.

Much better indeed.

Xu Yao raised her hand and picked up the pen.

Because the body is too weak, it took several attempts to hold the pen firmly.

Seeing her like this, they were all worried.

Hearing her brisk tone earlier, she seemed to be in good spirits.

But at this moment, it was only after seeing her difficult movements that she understood.

In fact, she is already terminally ill!

(End of this chapter)