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Chapter 296 Chapter 296 Qing Yun wrote a song, Zhao Lei convinced

【296. Qing Yun wrote a song, Zhao Lei convinced】

"It's simple, you can come up with any topic, and I'll write it for you on the spot."

Su Qingyun smiled confidently.

"Ah?? Brother Yun, stop, this is a bit crazy!"

"Stop talking nonsense, brother has always been so crazy! Today I will let you see what it means to be talented!"

"Brother Yun, you are floating, you are so talented!" Zhao Lei touched his forehead.

Su Qingyun slapped Zhao Lei hard on the back of the head:
"Of course I know that I am talented, I mean my talent is even higher than Badou!"

"Fuck, this is too immodest! Brother Yun, you are so crazy, are you really not afraid of being beaten?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come up with a question quickly."

"..."

Zhao Lei thought for a while, then suddenly glanced at the green tea in the cupboard, and said with a smile:
"Brother Yun, then you can write a song with the theme of tea!"

Tea?
Hearing this sentence, Su Qingyun pondered for a moment, picked up the guitar hanging on the wall, and sang while playing:
“Grandpa's Tea”

“There is a taste called home”

“Lu Yu Bubbled Tea”

"I heard that fame and fortune are not taken"

“Grandpa's Tea”

“There is a taste called home”

“Grandpa's Tea”

“It tastes good”

"The tea made by Lu Yu
"Like a landscape painting with splashed ink"

"Mountain springs meander on the surface"

"From a long time ago"

"I have a childish face"

……

Su Qingyun's voice is chic and leisurely, with a unique charm.

In an instant, Zhao Leizhen's five thunders were blasted to the top.

This song is so good!

Especially this tune, there is actually a style of Jay Chou!

Putting it in the Chinese music scene, although it is not the pinnacle, it is also a top-notch work!

The most important thing is the speed of this creation, it's too scary, faster than the rumors!

Just now, Su Qingyun didn't even take 2 minutes from conception to playing and singing by himself!
"How is it? Have you taken it yet?"

Su Qingyun put down the guitar, patted Zhao Lei on the shoulder, and thought to himself, Xiao Mian, I'll accept you, you bastard!

Although Zhao Lei was convinced, he still had a stubborn look on the surface.

"I don't believe it, it must be a coincidence, you must have written this song in advance!"

"Yes, it must be so!"

Zhao Lei gritted his teeth and said firmly.

Su Qingyun said indifferently: "Okay, if you don't believe me, then I will sing until you are convinced!"

Zhao Lei pinched his chin, frowned, and thought.

Suddenly, he looked at the wine glass on the table, pointed to it and said:

"Wine glass, you can use the wine glass to write a song! This time, let me see how you write it?"

However, before he finished speaking, Su Qingyun was already holding the guitar and singing loudly:
"One cup to the sun and one cup to the moonlight"

"Wake up my longing for a gentle cold window"

"So I can fly against the wind without looking back"

"Don't be afraid of rain in your heart and frost in your eyes"

"One cup to the hometown and one cup to the distance"

"Guarding my kindness urges me to grow"

"So the road from north to south is no longer long"

"The soul no longer has nowhere to rest"

At this point, Su Qingyun looked at Zhao Lei provocatively, and whistled coquettishly according to the original arrangement.

Immediately afterwards, he began to sing again:
"A toast to tomorrow and a toast to the past"

"Supporting my body heavy shoulders"

"Although I never believe in the so-called high mountains and rivers"

"Life is too short to forget it"

"A toast to Liberty and a Toast to Death"

"Forgive me for the ordinary and drive away the confusion"

"Well, always scrawled out after dawn"

"Sober people are the most absurd"

"Sober people are the most absurd"

……

After singing, Su Qingyun put down the guitar and looked at Zhao Lei leisurely.

"Boy, are you convinced!"

This time, Zhao Lei wished he could kneel down and call Su Qingyun father on the spot!
If the song just now can only be said to be top-notch, then this song is already a masterpiece!
Especially the lyrics, it's a blast!
Zhao Lei studied Ci for five or six years, and Su Qingyun's Ci wrote that he wanted to kneel down and call him Dad.

However, when he saw Su Qingyun's triumphant look, he became a little upset again.

You can't just admit cowardice like this! ! !
Zhao Lei is also a man of integrity, he must beat Su Qingyun in the exam!

So he thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and caught a glimpse of the clouds in the sky, he had an idea, pointed to the white clouds and said:
"Brother Yun, you can write a song with clouds!"

Hearing this, Su Qingyun nodded, and quickly searched for songs about "cloud" in his mind.

However, he found that there were too many songs about "cloud", and he didn't know which one to choose for a while.

Seeing this, Zhao Lei thought he had stumped Su Qingyun, and finally couldn't help laughing:
"Hahahaha, Brother Yun, it's fine if you can't write it. Anyway, your two songs just now have already made me admire the whole body. Creation always needs inspiration, which is understandable."

For Zhao Lei, it is normal that Su Qingyun cannot write.

If he doesn't care about any questions, Su Qingyun can create them immediately, but it makes him a little uncomfortable. This kind of discomfort is the deep inferiority complex produced after being hit.

Although he was already very uncomfortable and inferior in front of Su Qingyun, being able to pass one of Su Qingyun's questions finally gave him a little balance.

Su Qingyun smiled slightly and said:

"Leizi, you misunderstood. It's not that I can't write, but I can write too much in my mind. I don't know which song to sing!"

Zhao Lei: "..."

Blow it! ! !
One day the cowhide will make you blow up!

"You do not believe?"

Su Qingyun raised his eyebrows, hugged the guitar, and sang with a clear and ethereal voice:
"to the cloud"

"over the hill"

"inside the sea"

"Which way should I really go"

"Before Sunset"

"The Wind Comes"

"I'm sitting cross-legged under the stone pier"

"How do people define ugliness"

"God where are you"

"Mountain, I'm afraid"

"I can't take the sea with me"

"Is there an end?"

……

This song "Towards the Clouds" was also a divine song of the explosive Douyin in the previous life.

The song is very healing, brings a sense of tranquility and comfort, and expresses people's yearning and expectation for beauty.

And Su Qingyun's voice at this moment has also become ethereal and healing, which makes people shake when they hear it. In addition to healing, it is also deeply shocking.

After singing the song "To the Cloud", Su Qingyun did not stop, but continued to sing:

"There is a cloud made of rain in the wind"

"A Cloud Made of Rain"

"The hearts of clouds are all rain"

"Did it all?"

"There is a cloud made of rain in the wind"

"A Cloud Made of Rain"

"Clouds break my heart in the wind"

"I don't know where it will blow again"

"Blow, blow, blow the flowers all over the ground"

"I can't find a trace of pity"

"Float, float, fly thousands of miles"

"Waiting hard for your return date"

"Whenever it rains again"

"There is a cloud made of rain in the wind"

"Whenever I think of you again"

"There is a cloud made of rain in the wind"

……

This song "A Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind" is a song from Wanwan singer Meng Tingwei's sixth solo album. In Su Qingyun's previous life, this song was once popular and even appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.

This song is very fresh and natural, the melody and the artistic conception created are very beautiful, there is also an indescribable romance, and a touch of sadness. It is a rare love song.

This song and "Towards the Clouds" just now, no matter in terms of style or artistic conception, are completely different styles.

But Su Qingyun didn't finish this, holding the guitar and continued singing:

"Clouds Floating Over My Hometown"

"It keeps calling to me"

"When the breeze around you blows gently"

"A voice is calling to me"

"Come back, come back"

"Wandering Wanderer"

"Come back, come back"

"Stop wandering around"

"Treading heavy steps"

"The road home is so long"

"When the breeze around you blows gently"

"Blowing the fragrance of the soil of my hometown"

"Come back, come back"

"Wandering Wanderer"

"Come back, come back"

……

This time, Su Qingyun's voice was much thicker, full of a heavy sense of history and vicissitudes.

This song is called "The Cloud of Hometown", sung by Fei Xiang, who also appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.

What this song expresses is no longer little love and little love, but the homesickness of the wanderers for their hometown, expressing the desire of thousands of wanderers to return home.

In short, Su Qingyun sang from "To the Clouds", to "A Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind", and then to "Clouds of Hometown".

These three songs are completely different in terms of style, artistic conception, or emotion to be expressed!

It can be said that these are three unbeatable songs, but in such a short period of time, Su Qingyun sang them all in one breath.

This time, no matter how stubborn Zhao Lei was, he was completely convinced.

"Wori, Brother Yun, I'm convinced, I'm convinced, and I'm totally convinced."

"I actually doubt your talent, I'm really not a thing!"

"I'm just a dog who sees people as inferior, and I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes!"

Saying that, Zhao Lei slapped himself severely, and said to Su Qingyun again:

"Brother Yun, with your talent, you deserve to be so popular. Really, I didn't accept anyone before, but now, I really know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!"

Seeing Zhao Lei's appearance as a little fan, Su Qingyun was not used to it, so he couldn't help but said:

"Leizi, I still like your rebellious appearance before!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lei scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Brother Yun, don't make fun of me. I was ignorant and arrogant before! Compared with you, I'm really not even a fart!"

Su Qingyun frowned and said: "Don't say that about yourself, as long as you stick to your ideals, you will have a place in the music world in the future."

Hearing this, Zhao Lei not only couldn't be happy, but said very dejectedly:

"Brother Yun, don't comfort me. Compared with you, I'm really trash. Unfortunately, I used to feel that I was underappreciated. I have a fucking talent! I'm a trash!"

Hearing this, Su Qingyun said inwardly that it was broken!
It seemed that he was too ruthless in his pretense, and he lost this guy's confidence.

"Leizi, don't compare yourself to me. If everyone wants to write poems compared to Li Bai and Du Fu, then other poets don't need to write! Anyway, they can't write poems like Li Bai and Du Fu!"

In these words, Su Qingyun compared himself to Li Bai and Du Fu, which seemed extremely immodest!
But anyone who listens to it will not feel wrong!
Su Qingyun patted Zhao Lei's shoulder again:

"Leizi, you are still young, go outside and experience the vast world, and you will definitely be able to write better songs!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lei nodded vigorously:
"Brother Yun, I got it. Tomorrow I plan to travel to Sichuan, Chongqing and other places. I will definitely not let you down, Brother Yun!"

Zhao Lei squeezed his fists, secretly swearing!

Although he doesn't have such terrifying talent as Su Qingyun!

But he believes that with hard work, he can also create works that satisfy him!

So what if it takes longer?

Who told him that he really loves music?
……

……

After signing Zhao Lei, Su Qingyun was also very happy in his heart. Although Zhao Lei was rebellious, he was a potential stock. He would be raised for a few years, and he would definitely create huge profits for the company in the future.

At this moment, Su Qingyun's cell phone rang, Su Qingyun quickly connected the phone, and asked with a smile:

"Brother Ma, why did you remember to call me?"

Ma Wenqiang's very heavy voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Brother Su, brother has something to ask you, let's meet up."

Hearing this, Su Qingyun froze for a moment.

Ma Wenqiang's voice was very tired, as if he had encountered something very bad.

Ma Wenqiang is a rich man with hundreds of billions of assets, and he can be said to be the top group of people in Su Qingyun's network.

When Su Qingyun was live broadcasting, Ma Wenqiang rewarded tens of millions without even frowning!
He was even willing to spend [-] million to buy him a song "Good Morning Longhui".

In the end, he was also given an island worth nearly [-] billion—Fugui Island!

Such a local tyrant, what could make him feel difficult?

Su Qingyun was a little confused, but still sent Ma Wenqiang his location.

Soon, under the guidance of his secretary, Su Qingyun came to Ma Wenqiang's luxurious manor.

As soon as we met, Ma Wenqiang didn't exchange any pleasantries, and went straight to the point:

"Brother, my time is running out, I want to see you again before I leave!"

What?
Hearing this, Su Qingyun was stunned.

Especially the words "there are not many days", Su Qingyun couldn't help observing carefully. From the outside, Ma Wenqiang's body seemed to be no different from ordinary people, but from the perspective of Chinese medicine, there was something wrong with Ma Wenqiang's complexion .

In fact, Su Qingyun had already seen some clues. At first, he thought that Ma Wenqiang just didn't have a good rest, so his complexion was bad. Now it seems that there is a serious problem with his body.

Ma Wenqiang smiled wryly and sighed:
"In my life, I have been poor, belittled, rich, unrestrained, and admired by thousands of people. It is only when I am about to die that I realize that everything is just a passing cloud. This huge family business cannot be exchanged for peace. and health!"

"At the last moment of my life, I just want to repay those who have helped me. Some people can repay me with money, but some people can't. Brother Su, you once used a song and your huge popularity to give my hometown Propaganda! Brother, I thank you!"

As he said that, Ma Wenqiang suddenly changed his expression, looked at Su Qingyun solemnly and said:

"Brother Su, I thank you on behalf of the elders in my hometown. Now that I am about to die, brother, if you need anything, just ask, and you will be willing to say anything."

(End of this chapter)