Entertainment Achiever System

If you want to ask a guy named Brother Xiaosha what is the most tiring activity, then he will definitely say that signing the autograph is the most tiring.Especially signing in an environment that is disorderly, surrounded by hundreds of people noisy and pushing.

And if it is more tiring than this, then it is undoubtedly repeated three times in a row.

You said there is more tired?Well, indeed, it is still raining, and the whole body is obviously completely soaked, but it is still necessary to sign and shout loudly with smoke in the throat, barely maintaining order?

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when Brother Xiaosa escaped from the crowd like a dead dog, pushed the bicycle with both hands very hard, and came to a road outside Lushui , and he is hungry and tired now, especially his hands have become completely stiff, it is almost difficult to even ride a bike.

Because he can't hold the handlebars anymore, especially his right hand, let alone ask him to ride a bike, he can't even push the bike!

"If I encounter this situation again next time, even if I don't want this broken bicycle, I must run away."

A certain person was walking slowly on the road, while swearing and swearing, he couldn't help shaking his right hand.

This helpless feeling is really too painful, is there any?Especially as his fame is getting bigger and bigger, if he performs along the way in the future, wouldn't he have to sign tens of thousands of times a day?

With such a large amount and such a bad environment, it will drive people crazy!

Anyway, at this moment, brother Xiaosa suddenly came up with a lot of ideas, especially a melody, which made him feel very suitable for his mood.

So, he started humming the melody, and called the system to record it for him:

It was a rainy day and the black clouds were as nasty as crows

We're all complaining why the sky is so dark

You say that seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other, I also have a hard time saying

I don't like this way, but for the sake of the goal, we all have to learn to be brave

……

What is inspiration?

Inspiration is like severe constipation that suddenly heals, and then, things that could not be suppressed before come out very smoothly.

But now, when someone is in an extremely depressed and bitter state of mind, he really "suffocates" a large amount of stuff easily.

I only heard brother Xiaosa continue humming:

I want to change because this state is dangerous

I'm afraid I'll run away and never see anyone, even if the goal hasn't been achieved

The future is still far away, and none of us can predict how far we can go

For love and tomorrow, I will work a little harder

If one day tears wet my eyes, I will smile and say goodbye

Your words of encouragement and declarations of love will always be in my heart

For tomorrow, we will meet again and move forward bravely

"call"

Brother Xiao Sa let out a long breath, and then asked a little excitedly: "System, how is the song I made just now? Is it good enough for a golden song?"

With a soft beep, the system replied: "The melody is beautiful, the rhythm is full, and it has the style of a golden song, but the lyrics are still slightly lacking. Please modify and name it."

no?Such good lyrics, you still can't say it's good enough?

Brother Xiaosa is depressed again!He finally had a burst of inspiration. He thought that this song should meet the golden song level, but he didn't expect that the system would dare not admit it?

Of course, as long as the melody is made, it is not impossible to modify the lyrics. Brother Xiao Sa has already realized this.After all, composing music is much more difficult than writing lyrics, especially a melody with a punctual melody, which is very rare!

Of course, in today's society, it seems that there are more lyricists than composers, and their popularity is higher.But this still cannot change the reality that composing music is more difficult than writing lyrics.

After all, a good piece of music doesn't need lyrics, and it is still a classic, the kind that everyone knows.And do your lyrics dare to become a household name without using the tune?This is obviously impossible.

Today is no longer ancient times, and it is impossible for Liu Yong to become a god by writing lyrics.No matter how good your lyrics are, you can at most be a poet, and you will still be a so-called modern poem without a classical flavor.

Therefore, in Brother Xiao Sa's heart, he always felt that as long as he could compose a wonderful song first, then the lyrics would not be a problem at all.And don't forget, what he wants to accomplish is not Chinese-style lyrics that need to test a little bit of ancient prose skills, but only needs to create golden songs that can be widely circulated.

In a word, what he is pursuing now is the popularity of singing, the spreading rate of sensationalism. As long as everyone on the street can sing, it will be fine. At that time, how can a record have to sell 300 million copies?

"Okay, brother will revise it properly! As for the title of the song, let's call it "Forward Bravely"."

Brother Xiaosa nodded and made a decision, and then he looked back at the road where there were not many vehicles because of the rain, and suddenly gave a curious "Huh", and said to himself: "What's wrong, reporter What about them? Are they all gone?"

It wasn't until this time that he thought of a question. Didn't he seem to see the reporter just now?But they obviously followed him to Qingshui Township.But what about people?

Are they really gone?

But this is impossible!Brother Xiao Sa immediately denied this statement. After all, he is a super hot existence now, and the reporters follow him like flies. Who would be willing to leave voluntarily?

"It's lunch time now, and your physical strength has dropped by more than half." The system suddenly reminded someone: "If you continue like this, you will definitely catch a cold, and you won't have extra energy to walk for at least three days."

"Damn, it's so serious?" Brother Xiaosa touched his shriveled stomach in surprise, and also carefully checked the condition of his whole body. He found that he was indeed a little weak, especially the His skin was a little pale from being soaked in rain.

What is especially uncomfortable is that the shoes under his feet have been wet by the stagnant water for a long time, and now every step he takes is much heavier, and there is a sound of "puff, puff, puff".

"Damn it, it looks like I've really found a restaurant to eat! Those reporters are probably full by now, right?" Brother Xiaosa murmured and looked around, but it's a pity that it's impossible to find a regular restaurant unless he now Then go back to Qingshui Township.

However, this is obviously impossible, and he "escaped" with great difficulty. How could he take the initiative to run back and "turn himself into trouble"?

So, he began to look at some houses. Anyway, as long as there is enough rice and meat, he can still feed well, and he doesn't care much about the taste.

But at this moment, a series of roaring cars suddenly came from behind him. Brother Xiao Sa stood on the side of the road and looked back, only to see at least a dozen cars lined up and still driving towards him, and He also noticed sharply that many people in the car were pointing at him with black cameras.

"These bastards, I've had enough to eat and drink, and now I'm pestering brother again." Brother Xiaosa was very upset, pushing his bicycle and preparing to turn to a residential house with an open gate very close to the road.

However, a car stopped beside him, and then the door slowly opened, a reporter wearing glasses said with a smile: "Brother Xiaosa, we brought you something to eat, do you want to come in the car and eat slowly? "

"I have not……"

"goo"

A certain person gulped down his saliva in a disfigured manner and was about to say no, after all, the mouth of a cannibal is soft!But the hungry and deflated stomach let out a series of screams very spinelessly, deeply betraying him.

So, someone quickly changed his words: "I just haven't found a place to eat yet, thank you so much."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to a large drying dam on the side of the road, "Just stop there, I happened to borrow your car to change clothes, and now I'm soaked."

The glasses reporter and the other two reporters in the car couldn't help but smile, but at the same time they also felt deep admiration for someone's "persistence". After all, in today's society, it seems that no one has heard of Stars will sign autographs for everyone in the rain and hungry.

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