Entertainment: College Students Act As Ensemble Performers And Become Actor?

"Eight glasses of wine, what is that?"

Old Xue looked at Maomao and Su Chen suspiciously.

The same is true for Ge Qianjian and the others. They called at that time, but they didn't hear the eight glasses of wine that Su Chen said.

"When I was most uncomfortable this afternoon, Brother Su said it when he enlightened me."

"I've got it all in my mind!"

Mao Mao murmured, holding a wine glass, imitating Su Chen's appearance.

"Alcohol is a good thing!"

"I have eight glasses of wine to dispel the worries of the world!"

"A cup to the sun, a cup to the moonlight.

A toast to the hometown, a toast to the distant place.

A toast to tomorrow, a toast to the past.

A toast to liberty, a toast to death!"

Maomao repeated, with sighs in his eyes.

Ge Qianjian and the others stared round and gave Su Chen a thumbs up.

"Boss, you are really a literary fan!"

And Lao Xue was the most shocking among them.

He listened to Maomao's narration, listened to Su Chen's eight glasses of wine, his mouth was open, and he didn't notice at all that he had already slid to the edge of the sofa.

Then, poof...

Old Xue fell to the ground, got up quickly, and rubbed his butt in pain.

Looking at Su Chen's eyes, it was like looking at a monster.

"Fuck!"

"My dear junior, my super good junior!"

"You eight glasses of wine are amazing!"

Lao Xue has been devoting himself to the research of lyrics, racking his brains just to write better lyrics.

Therefore, after hearing these eight glasses of wine, he was ecstatic.

Su Chen smiled, knowing what Lao Xue was happy about.

"Senior, listen to Maomao first!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Maomao, keep talking!"

Only then did Lao Xue come to his senses, patted his buttocks and sat down again.

Maomao smiled, but he wasn't shy.

After drinking to the top, the feeling of shyness does not exist!

"When Brother Su said these eight glasses of wine, I felt as if my soul was stabbed."

"When I was a nurse, I saw a lot of life and death. This time I experienced it myself, and it feels completely different."

"And the eight glasses of wine that Brother Su said, when expanded, it is a person's life!"

Mao Mao murmured, and then looked at Su Chen seriously.

"Brother Su, may I take the liberty to ask a question."

"These eight glasses of wine, can you lend me a song?"

"I seem to have a song and a word in my head!"

Naturally, Su Chen would not refuse.

These eight cups of wine were originally created by Mao Mao from the previous life.

Old Xue was a little envious, he also wanted these eight glasses of wine.

But Maomao had already spoken, so it would be bad for him to say anything else.

Let's have a look at Mao Mao's lyrics and music!

If it's really not good, Lao Xue is going to create something by himself and sing with Maomao.

"Since there is inspiration now, let's create now."

"Alcohol can be drunk at any time, but the inspiration is gone.

Su Chen laughed.

Old Xue and Mao Mao nodded vigorously.

This is indeed the case with creation, inspiration is a fleeting thing.

Because of this, everyone wiped their mouths and washed their hands, and came to the recording studio in Lao Xue's villa.

Maomao leaned over the desk and wrote the title of the song with a pen.

"Sorrow".

Then, the writing of the lyrics began.

"When you walk into this happy place and carry all your dreams and thoughts on your back,

All kinds of faces, all kinds of makeup, no one remembers what you look like..."

One stroke at a time.

Maomao perfectly restored Su Chen's favorite "Sorrow" in his previous life.

Mainly these are his own personal experiences, imprinted in his bones.

Even if Su Chen doesn't remind, Mao Mao still has the opportunity to create.

Old Xue was also watching.

Nodding while watching, nodding while regretting.

Nodding, Maomao's words are very good.

These eight glasses of wine by Su Chen are perfectly displayed.

It's a pity that Maomao wrote it.

He has no chance.

But when he thinks that he has Su Chen's "Actor", Mu Xue has a lot of balance.

That's it, half an hour later.

With revisions and revisions, the lyrics of "Xiaochou" were formally formed.

When Mao Mao went to compose the song.

Su Chen and the other five looked at the lyrics and nodded.

Ge Qianjian is even more envious of Maomao's creative talent. He can sing, but he is really not good at composing. If Su Chen didn't write songs for him, Wan Qianjian would know how much he would be.

Not to mention Yang Hongchen and Wang Xiaolong.

The singing skills of the two are only at the level of Common Maiba, not even comparable to some powerful Maiba.

Fortunately, the songs given to them by Su Chen are easy to sing and allow them to substitute.

This is the only way to advance to "Tomorrow's Son".

Old Xue studied Mao Mao's words carefully.

Read and read.

Just now I just thought the words were good, but when I really calmed down and read them, Lao Xue seemed to have discovered a new world!

He can kneel down for the word "Sorrow"!

Seeing Mao Mao who was tinkering with the instrument, and Su Chen beside him who didn't know how deep he was, Lao Xue sighed.

"Old, old!"

"I'm going to be crushed to death by your group of students!"

The four of Su Chen smiled and waited for Maomao to compose the music together.

Maomao sings folk songs, and the music composition is relatively simple.

So it took another half an hour, and the song "Sorrow" was also made.

He gestured OK to several people outside the room.

Mao Mao walked out excitedly.

"Senior, Brother Su, I've done it!"

"It's done so quickly?"

"Hehe, it's too late, the song "Dissipating Sorrow" is a bit difficult." Maomao scratched her head and laughed.

Old Xue looked at Mao Mao resentfully, with a dazed expression on his face.

Touching his face, Maomao asked Lao Xue doubtfully.

"Senior, is there something on my face?"

"have!"

Old Xue nodded, "Your face is full of Versailles!"

Maomao suddenly smirked.

Su Chen and the others also followed Zhile.

Later, I saw that Maomao had already prepared lyrics and music.

Naturally, Su Chen and Lao Xue will not let go of singing.

So Maomao directly asked them to sing one.

Maomao nodded, went back to the recording studio, put on the back sound headset, and pointed it at the microphone.

The accompaniment of "Dissipating Sorrow" also echoed throughout the recording studio.

Maomao's characteristic heavy noise also rang out.

"When you walk into this joyous place

Carry all dreams and dreams

makeup on different faces

no one remembers what you look like

After three rounds of drinking, you are in the corner

stubbornly singing bitter songs

Listen to it being drowned in the noise

You pick up your glass and say to yourself...."

Maomao's singing has a strong sense of substitution.

His unique voice, coupled with his obedient expression and quiet singing, made it easy for everyone to focus on the song.

Therefore, read the lyrics of "Sorrow".

This start made the four of them widen their eyes.

Su Chen was smiling, his eyes full of memories.

Maomao, it seems that he has crossed two worlds!

"A cup to the sun, a cup to the moonlight

Awaken my longing, soften the 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

A cup of toast to the hometown, a toast to the distance

Guard my kindness and urge me to grow

So the north-south road is no longer long

The soul no longer has nowhere to rest..."

First orgasm.

Maomao used four glasses of wine.

Chaoyang and moonlight, hometown and distance.

And the lyrics accompanied by these four glasses of wine also vividly portray the picture of the wanderer traveling.

From the newborn eagles learn to fly, to mature and grow up to maintain the original heart.

Maomao uses his moving lyrics to slowly unfold the story of the four glasses of wine.

Old Xue was already sitting on the side powerlessly.

He was afraid that it would be bad if he really knelt down and listened to it for a while.

There are a few students next to me, it's too embarrassing!

Under the gaze of the five people, Maomao continued to sing.

"The restless guest

pretending to be acting

Disguising, dancing, tired

You pick up your glass and say to yourself..."

In this verse, Maomao expressed his thoughts deeply.

Before entering the society, how many people had their own dreams in their hearts and wanted to become the unrivaled heroes in their hearts.

But after being severely beaten by reality, the vast majority of people have become people they never wanted to be.

Looking at the hustle and bustle on the wine table, watching everyone's tired disguise.

Pick up the wine glass and comfort yourself.

So, Maomao sang the first four glasses of wine again.

But with the blessing of this verse.

The four glasses of wine this time made people feel more deeply involved.

Old Xue has already heard the silence.

He is the oldest among the six, and he has experienced so many years of ups and downs in the entertainment industry.

He can really see his shadow in the song.

If it wasn't forced by life, how could he become a joker, and the jokes became popular?

Once upon a time, who didn't live by handsome appearance!

Only now, in order to become the first joker, Lao Xue has carved the jokes into his bones.

All the time, even if I am touched now, I am making jokes in my heart.

It was also when Lao Xue was feeling emotional.

Maomao sang the last four glasses of wine.

"A toast to tomorrow, a toast to the past

supporting my body, thickening my shoulders

Although I never believed in the so-called high mountains and long rivers

Life is too short why never forget

A toast to freedom, a toast to death

Forgive my ordinaryness, dispel confusion

Well, always leave after dawn

A sober man is the most absurd..."

These last four glasses of wine.

Maomao sang about letting go.

Go through the world and keep your heart.

Life is short, let it go in time.

"Dissipating Sorrow" Eight glasses of wine can eliminate all the worries in the world!

Why do you have to be so sober?

The world, in just a few decades, is not so real...

After Mao Mao finished singing.

The three of Ge Qianjian clapped vigorously.

They can feel the goodness of "Sorrow" and some of the artistic conception in "Sorrow", but not completely.

Old Xue didn't applaud, but looked at Maomao complicatedly.

Immersed in the touch of "Sorrow" brought him.

When Mao Mao came out of the recording studio, her eyes were full of gratitude, and she looked at Su Chen.

"Brother Su, thank you!"

Su Chen patted Maomao's arm, but said nothing again.

This thank you should also thank Maomao himself.

Old Xue looked at Mao Mao and sighed deeply.

"Maomao......"

"Senior?"

"How old are you, how do you feel that you have lived your whole life?"

Maomao scratched his head.

He is indeed more mature than his peers.

On the one hand, it is the family reason, on the other hand, it is the reason of seeing too much life and death.

However, Maomao looked at Su Chen.

Said to Lao Xue.

"Senior, if you really say that you have lived your whole life, I feel that Brother Su is like this!"

"I myself feel that in my peers

Among them, I am considered mature, but compared with Brother Su, I still look like a child. "

Hearing this, Ge Qianjian and the others nodded in agreement.

Old Xue also nodded.

Pointing to Su Chen.

".||This guy can't be counted, this guy is a monster!"

"Singing is awesome, writing is awesome, and so awesome!"

"Two days ago, when I went to read "Slaying the Wolf", good guy, I blocked my throat twice in a row. When I came out, I was looking around to see if there was Su Chen hiding around!"

"If it wasn't for my junior, I would have to avoid him in the circle!"

The five of them laughed.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Senior, you are playing with me!"

"Student, this is a compliment!"

"It's a pit.

"It's a boast!"

Facing Lao Xue's laughing eyes, Su Chen couldn't help but admire Lao Xue's mental strength.

When Maomao sang "Dissipating Sorrows" just now, Lao Xue obviously entered the drama.

But Mao Mao just came out, and within a few words, he adjusted his mentality.

Common people, really can't do it.

"That's fine, senior, since you want to praise me, praise me more today."

Old Xue raised his eyelids, "What??"

Under Old Xue's puzzled eyes, Su Chen waved to Xia Qianjian and the others.

"Three sons, come here."

Ge Qianjian: "Ci'ao! Whose son are you calling?"

Yang Hongchen rolled up his sleeves: "Today we three dozen you call Dad!"

Wang Xiaolong said in a low voice: "We Sanyi can only be beaten by the boss and call him Dad.

Yang Hongchen:

"Not coming, are you?"

Su Chen shook his head helplessly and said to himself.

"I wanted to write a few songs to reward my three sons, but unfortunately they don't recognize their father."

next moment.

Three pendants suddenly appeared on Su Chen's body.

Ge Qianjian had one thigh, Yang Hongchen had the other thigh, Wang Xiaolong put his arms around his arms, and buried his head in Su Chen's arms.

Ge Qianjian: "Dad, you are the best to me!"

Yang Hongchen: "Father, the sons and ministers will take care of the father for the elderly!"

Wang Xiaolong: "Father, the one in my family is the adoptive father!"

Everyone looked at Wang Xiaolong in bewilderment, and raised their middle fingers: "Drink seat!"

If Wang Dalong heard Wang Xiaolong's words.

It is estimated that Wang Xiaolong will not be able to get off the ground for a month.

So, Su Chen started to write songs.

Old Xue resisted the excitement (to Zhao Hao), and his heart was already full of laughter.

Hahaha!

After a few moments of excitement, Su Chen actually went to write a song?

That's fine, if you have nothing to do in the future, just stimulate Su Chen.

This guy writes songs like a sow giving birth, mass production!

Just, what about the quality?

Old Xue stood beside Su Chen, carefully looking at the names of the four songs written by Su Chen.

"really love you"

"A Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind"

"Green Flowers in the Army"

Afterwards, Su Chen began to write with a pen.

The lyrics of the four songs were also quickly written by Su Chen while the five people were watching.

Not even changing it!

The corner of Lao Xue's mouth twitched, unable to watch Su Chen's speed of writing lyrics.

People are more popular than people!

It takes more than ten days for him to write a song!

Maomao just had a burst of inspiration and wrote a song for half an hour.

What the hell is Su Chen......

Adding up the lyrics of the four songs, you can finish writing in 10 minutes?

Why do you write ancient Chinese silently?

But Lao Xue just complained like this.

He thought that Su Chen should have prepared it in advance and just brought it out at this time.

But even so, Lao Xue is still the creative speed of the character Su Chen, a high-yielding race sow!

That's it, 10 minutes or so.

Four lyrics are written.

Su Chen asked Ge Qianjian to print out a few copies, one for everyone.

At the same time, he also got into the recording studio and started tinkering with instruments.

The melody of a song takes shape quickly!

After finishing everything, Su Chen came out and started song distribution.

""Really Love You", sung by the second son."

Ge Qianjian: "Okay Dad!"

""Father", the third son sang, remember to think about Dad halfway when singing!"

Yang Hongchen: "Long live Dad!"

""Green Flower in the Army", sung by the youngest son."

Wang Xiaolong: "Dad, I love you!"

In the call of the three "Dad".

Old Xue is about to be shocked again by these four songs!

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