The beginning was divorced, and a song became popular all over the Internet

Chapter 15 National Style Song?I can
With a recording studio, does Su Zhe have to write his own songs?

Write a national style song in two days?

Mu Yanran was confused by Su Zhe and forgot to answer Su Zhe's words for a while, but Mu Xiaoxiao who was at the side said directly, "Teacher Su, don't worry."

From Mu Xiaoxiao's point of view, all she can do now is to support Su Zhe, although she knows that the chances of writing it are not high.

The national style is a very popular style of music in recent years. Many songwriters want to take advantage of this outlet to go all the way up, just like the popular rap back then. At that time, young men and women in the streets and alleys would use rap to greet each other. You can imagine how hot it is.

Jiang Hong produced this issue of "I Can Sing" with the theme of national style songs, and it is precisely to use this Dongfeng to increase the ratings.

Mu Yanran also sighed in her heart, so many songwriters spent countless hours writing a few national style songs, Su Zhe, an ordinary music teacher, had to compose a national style song in two days , which is obviously impossible.

However, based on the relationship between him and his sister, and the fact that he has been a guest singer for himself, Mu Yanran felt that even if it was impossible for Su Zhe to write a song, he should support him, at least even if he did not write a good song When the work comes, I try my best, and I will not regret it.

Before he knew it, Su Zhe had been in the recording studio for more than seven hours.

Cai Rong came back with dinner, glanced at the lights in the recording studio, and asked in a low voice, "He's still in there."

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded helplessly.

"Yeah, my body never left that stool."

Cai Rong glanced admiringly at Su Zhe who was still lying there writing in the recording studio.

"It's so tenacious!"

boom!
The door of the recording studio was pushed open, and Su Zhe came out with a tired face.

"The song is written, now we need a band!"

Mu Yanran, sister Mu Xiaoxiao, and Cai Rong, who was carrying dinner, stared blankly at the man with dark circles, and gave thumbs up to show their admiration.

Su Zhe threw the manuscript to Mu Yanran, and took the takeaway dinner from Cai Rong. The whole movement was smooth and smooth.

"Look at the score, I'm going to eat."

Mu Xiaoxiao and Cai Rong leaned next to Mu Yanran, and the three women looked at Su Che's manuscript of the music score.

"It's really a national style, this, this is what you wrote?"

Mu Yanran has been in the music scene for a few years. Since the popularity of the national style genre, she has been paying attention to this type of lyrics and music. Although there are endless works of national style songs, Mu Yanran always feels that these songs lack a little charm.

There are many authors who can write touching love songs. Although Su Zhe was able to write love songs such as "Ten Years", "Because of Love", and "My Lover at the Same Table", they did not completely move the proud Mu Yanran.

At this moment, she was completely shocked.

"A cup of sorrow,
Standing alone at the window,
I'm behind the door

Pretend you're still here,
The old place is like revisiting,
The full moon is more lonely

Waking candles in the middle of the night,
Can't bear to criticize me. "

Mu Yanran read the lyrics on the paper word by word, her complexion began to turn a little flushed, and the two lumps of softness on her chest trembled with the beating of her heart like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Thinking of a few hours ago, I was still mocking Su Zhe for not being able to write "foreign style" songs, and just now I bet against my sister that Su Zhe would not be able to do it.

How arrogant I was back then, my face hurts now.

My face was slapped by Su Zhe's fan, resounding through the heaven and earth, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.
Now, she was completely impressed by Su Zhe's creative ability with the sheet of music that she pinched with three fingers, and she continued to look down.

"Who plays on the lute,

A song of east wind breaks,

The years peel off the walls,
I saw when I was a child,
I still remember when we were still very young,

But now the sound of the piano is faint,
I'm waiting you haven't heard

Mu Yanran slowly raised her head, looking at Su Zhe who was cooking furiously at this time, no matter how she looked at it, she never thought that such a moving lyrics were written by the man in front of her with rice grains on the corner of her mouth.

Cai Rong, who was beside her, was immersed in it, and finally pulled herself out of the lyrics. The first sentence was to ask Mu Yanran.

"Yanran, discuss with him about coming to our company."

Looking at the man with delicious cooking, Mu Yanran sighed.

"I also have this idea now, but I don't know if our small temple is worthy of his big Buddha."

Mu Yanran thought about it for a while, but she still didn't ask this question, and instead asked, "Su Zhe, what did you say when you came out?"

Before he could swallow the food in his mouth, Su Zhe said, "I'm going to form a band. There will be an erhu, a flute, a drum set, a guitar, a cello, a violin, a pipa, and a guzheng."

However, in the ears of the three daughters, this passage is "I need woo woo woo, woo woo woo"

After communicating for a long time, the three women understood what he meant.

Mu Xiaoxiao volunteered.

"I can come to Guzheng."

Mu Yanran smiled and said, "Then I'll come to Pipa."

Cai Rong asked worriedly: "The lyrics of this song are indeed very good, but how is the composition?"

Mu Xiaoxiao patted Cai Rong on the shoulder, and said mysteriously: "Sister Cai Rong, the Chinese music world is about to change."

Cai Rong reacted for a moment, then opened her eyes wide.

"Really?"

Mu Yanran said with a straight face: "Really, I haven't sung the song yet, just looking at the lyrics, it's all elegant and affectionate that I've never seen before."

"Okay, then I'll contact some musicians to accompany Su Zhe."

Su Zhe, who was still eating, spoke up.

"Sister Cai Rong, thank you, I have a candidate for a band."

"Oh?"

Seeing the three girls looking at him suspiciously, Su Zhe said with a smile, "As a teacher of the Shanghai Music Academy, isn't it not difficult to form a band?"

After eating, Su Zhe went out to make a phone call. Mu Xiaoxiao came to the yard, sat on a chair, picked up her mobile phone and looked at the trending search item about herself in the scarf, and there was a eye-catching post on the back. hot words.

I really didn't expect that I could be on the hot search topic during my college years, but the hot search topic was not what I wanted.

Mu Xiaoxiao clicked on the topic, and the number of comments in it reached six figures.

"It's been a day, and Su Zhe doesn't care about us. Could it be that he's stuck on a female student's bed?"

"If he doesn't show up, I'll scold him until he shows up, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag."

"If you don't understand, just ask, since Su Zhe is divorced, he is free to be with whomever he wants, so why scold him?"

"Hehe, those people who said that Su Zhe was a man of affection, why did they all disappear? Come out and fight!"

"I don't care, it's his fault that he and Mu Xiaoxiao went into the hotel, woohoo, I hope he can treat Mu Xiaoxiao lightly."

Puchi, Mu Xiaoxiao, who read the comment, laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at here?"

(End of this chapter)