Strong Counterattack

Ji Zhiyi now sings this song, using her previous old tune.

This song was written shortly after her parents died. At that time, because the mood was too low, the songs produced were of a similar style. The entire song is too low-key, which is very difficult for female voices, and it is a test of skill. If you do n’t have enough skills, you will sing indifferently if you are not careful.

There is no such thing as a climax, the whole song can be done below the alto. It's pure show tone.

Nowadays, female singers with such strength generally have independent teams. Everyone who buys songs from her scatteredly wants to be able to fire in a short time. So it was quickly killed.

Ji Zhiyi felt that it was still saved. After all, his tone needed a show.

·

Fang Li's fate covered his mouth and lay in front of the computer, watching Ji Zhiyi play his guitar.

Very simple and rhythmic accompaniment, not too special.

Although he is facing the screen, the focus of his sight is vanity on the corner of the table.

Some voices are very ethereal, but they are really accompanied by accompaniment, and when they sing a chorus, they will become stunned. It seemed that they were pondering over and over again, only those sentences or two.

He still had to wait for the chorus to look forward to avoid disappointment.

Fate maintains posture.

Accompanied by accompaniment, the main part of the song floated out. He struck his heart very clearly, word by word.

Yuanfen's eyebrows were lightly wrinkled, which was his expression when he was serious.

Nice.

This nice sound refers to his appetite, even unexpectedly.

Some people feel dry even though the treble is thick and the treble is mellow. It makes people have this kind of tune. This tune is good. Instead of singing this song, this song is really full of emotions.

Just like reading poetry, using techniques to show emotions makes people unable to goose bumps.

But Ji Zhiyi didn't. She spoke easily every time, and there was no expression on her face. She didn't show off any emotions. But her voice had a taste of not talking. What unique words should be used to describe the feelings of the audience?

Fate scratched his hair with his hands, and his eyebrows jumped hard.

Yes, it's like using the corners of the glass to slowly grind the roughness on the mouth of the heart until it becomes smooth and flat, and my heart is refreshed.

The fate is off the wheat, and it's not easy to disturb Ji Zhiyi. He typed a few lines on the screen to soothe his restless heart.

"The breath is very stable!"

"The bass sounds good!"

"Alto is also nice!"

"Mom's tone is also nice!"

He adjusted the camera back, made a creepy expression on his face, rubbed his arms hard, and kept scratching his hair, indicating that he had goose bumps all over. Keep moving like a jingjing.

There was a wave of howls inside and outside the live room.

"I haven't heard this type of antiquity for a long time! What kind of rock-and-roll hip-hop magical adaptations have been popular recently, and even my favorite singers like to sing a long sound, so I haven't listened to songs recently!

"Is this an original song? Nice! This song must be hot!"

"Voice praise."

"It's more appetizing than the songs on the major billboards. It's not stomping, I mean my personal senses."

"Sounds comfortable."

Going to Li Mo's fate, tapping the tune, striking the keyboard and saying, "Chorus is over! Everyone is quiet!"

Fans rolled their eyes.

They can only post comments, they can't do it if they don't want to be quiet!

The little boss outside also closed his eyes and reminded: "Well, be quiet."

The diners shivered.

They watched too fascinatingly, and thought they were fans sitting in the live studio. After being reminded by him, he remembered that he was clearly a diner.

Are they not consumers? Why are consumers not treated as gods?

Sooner or later he will lose customers.

However, at this moment, no one was vomiting, only heard the back kitchen fry.

·

Ji Zhiyi made a substantial adaptation of the original song, retaining some lyrics, speeding up the tempo, and at the same time raising the sound by a few degrees, so that its style can be brighter and bring a bit of popular colors. Similar to the theme from remembering melancholy to turning back to hope.

Especially for the chorus, she completely changed the lyrics and added a real "climax".

If the lyrics in the previous section are sung in a mountain and river, and borrowed from the scenes, so slow.

When it comes to the chorus, it's the river of art, and the unrestrained and unrestrained, so happy!

The poems at the beginning are selected from "Dream Li Bai", but Li Bai is really wild at the back.

"Okay !!!" Praise to Li Mei's fate, "Is the chorus of this song Tai Nima beautiful? Can I repeat it a hundred times!"

After all, he is a rough man, and his hobbies for sad songs and ancient styles are really limited. What I like more in the front is Ji Zhiyi's voice. When it comes to the treble of the chorus, he has a kind of satisfaction that his pores are all open.

The comment area also slipped through tearful expression pack comments.

After the chorus is over. The last part of the song ended with a nasal sound, gradually fading away and slowly disappearing to silence.

The aftertaste still remains in my mind, with a lush green feeling, subconsciously let people continue to hum.

It wasn't until all the surroundings were quiet that the waiter's yell for a long time rang again, before they were told to fully recover.

The diners looked down at the bowl, which was no longer hot, and quickly pulled a bite. The sound of slurping noodles attracted others, and the restaurant was full of chopsticks.

Someone clapped the table and shouted, "Let's eat!"

"Appetizing!"

"Wine! I want to drink white!"

"Just a bottle of beer and a bottle of Sprite. Thank you. I'm still working in the afternoon."

Although I do n’t know why this group of people can develop an appetite-enhancing function, the effect should be good.

The little boss walked back to the account silently and started to check the style of the comment area to be a qualified audience.

Malicious criticism defamation—

Report!

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At the end of the song, Ji Zhiyi put down his guitar and stood beside him.

Go to Lima's fate and turn on your microphone again, the first action is to applaud! Send praise on behalf of the masses.

Ji Zhiyi politely bowed slightly: "Thank you."

"Awesome!" Yuan Fen spoke very quickly, and couldn't wait to say: "I really didn't expect it to be so nice. She wasn't the one I invited, I swear! I haven't received her advertising fees, of course. If this kind of strength really comes to me, I will definitely be free of advertising fees. Are you happy to listen to this song for free? "

Fans sent out a string of "...", and the emotions he had accumulated had destroyed him. Turning his head, he started blowing up Ji Zhiyi again.

"Support Miss Sister!"

"Sister Miss, is there a lack of audience? Will you lie down and call 666!"

"Flash off! Not only will I call 666, I will also write short essays!"

Fate regardless of the fans, took the chair to adjust the posture, and continued: "I can't help it, I want to represent my audience-there is no opportunity to reject you-from a semi-professional person to comment! This is I evaluated it so seriously for the first time. Really, this is really the "random song station" link. From the beginning to now, I have heard the best voice. I think it is my favorite voice, anyway. My personal opinion is unshakable. "

"Actually, I started this session before, I wanted to do it in Dali, so I went to a professional teacher to learn a little. I can say with a ticket that the young lady's singing skills are very good. In the case of no tuning, the breath is stable, The treble is easy to handle, and the grasp and handling of details can be called perfect. I think that speaking of technology alone may be a little higher than the teacher who taught me. Do n’t bar, I am not blowing me to state the facts. "

With a happy smile on the fate of going to Lima, he beckoned to the screen: "Hey, is there a professional production team in my live broadcast room? Seize the time and don't waste it. Such talents will definitely be popular in the future. You recruit The new ones still need to be trained and trained. This is already a finished product. Is this an ordinary lady? This is totally walking RMB! "

Yuan Fen let out a vent, and finally remembered and asked: "Ask Miss, this ID ... Ji Zhiyi, is your name?"

Ji Zhiyi nodded: "Yes."

Fate: "Did you sign a contract? Are you free? You sing so professionally, you should have a work before, can you put it out and listen?"

"I used to sell it behind the scenes. I wrote two songs before and sold it. Then I started to retreat and kept it closed for seven or eight years." Ji Zhiyi paused and added: "My account's homepage There is a demo of the new song released. Waiting for signing. "

"What is your condition, what is behind the scenes? Would you please stand up and save my ears?"

Yuanfen called out, took the phone, and buried her head in the software to search for her name.

The audience in all the live broadcasts performed the same action uniformly.

"Wow! Ji Zhiyi, is this right?" Xia Guang "and" Pause ", these two songs were very hot, and it was originally written by you! At that time, our school radio station played almost every day. But I can say that it ’s a classic song, and it ’s still not outdated to listen now! Do you count the necessary songs? ”After the fate search results, it seemed more exciting than Ji Zhiyi, and quickly changed the title, saying:“ Season Teacher, why have you been closed for so long? Why have n’t you signed a contract yet? "

Fate fate into her homepage and waved her hand to call out loudly: "Everyone hurry to support Teacher Ji! It doesn't matter if you love me or not, but you will love this song!"

"But I really have a question. How do you, Mr. Ji ... why are you so miserable? You have a fan in your account ... oh or yourself."

This sentence simply asked everyone's voice.

Ji Zhiyi didn't answer, just smiled. Fate did not ask, he was purely emotional. Huaicai does not encounter such a thing. There is no point in indulging in injustice.

The audience swipes frantically in the comment area.

Fate looked at fans more excited than him, but calmed down. He patted his chest and said, "Yes, I'm Bole! I see you. I tell you that although I don't sing well, I really made a huge contribution to the music scene. This is what I crouched in front of the camera every day. The reason why you are blind to JB with your group of little cutes. In this later link, it should not be called a random jukebox, it should be called a star field. "

Fans who hurt each other brushed a row of shi.

"Why is it all right? Let Teacher Ji see the joke?" Fate fought with a smile, and said with five fingers: "Shut up! So many years of feelings, leave me a little face to cut?"

At this time, blue and purple fireworks exploded on the screen, and fate glanced at the right side of the screen of the live broadcast room, and a name floated out.

"Our shop does not sell troublesome buns and gave you a bunch of purple starlight!"

"Wow--! Tyrant! Brother Hao! Boss!" Yuan Fang smiled and clapped hard: "Thank you Boss! Thank you Grandpa Bao! Meeting is the fate, you and I are here ..."

He hadn't finished his words yet, and half of the conversation came out faintly.

"Send it to Ji Zhiyi, please help transfer money."

Fate's smile instantly solidified, and the second half of the conversation choked.

"Really meet is fate hahaha!"

"Go to pear's fate!"

"Yuan Brother's ID name is really good. It's always up to the scene. Congratulations on your face again."

"I almost forgot the origin of this name hahaha!"

Yuan issued a crying expression: "Why do you always hurt me. Although I am a man, I am also very vulnerable! Comfort me, okay?"

His pitiful and innocent look brought the atmosphere to a new height, and netizens showed no mercy to him, and were accustomed to this unreasonable joke.

Yuan Fen said: "Since the local tyrant likes Teacher Ji so much, then we will listen to the song just now. I saw the demo uploaded on Teacher Ji's homepage, let's play that one again."

He shrugged his shoulders when he finished, laughing with a thief.

Netizens cooperated with his acting skills and pointed out the following:

"Obviously you want to hear it yourself. [Nose]"

"Actually, I really want to hear it."

"It feels like we may be witnessing history at the moment, a little bit excited."

Netizens in the live broadcast room were only a little excited, but the store was boiling.

Because everyone is watching the small boss complete the one-stop operation of recharge, transfer, reward, comment and so on.

The operation interface is still hanging on the wall, and the purple fireworks bounced and lit the narrow screen.

A beam of starlight, a reward of 10,000 yuan.

The diners were all twisted, and the incarnation of the lemon tree shook in the wind.

"Hao! I don't know your boss is so rich!"

"Can I exempt the order today? Boss? I was blinded by the rich and show off. I don't ask for compensation, I just ask for the exemption."

"What's the matter with your boss? Why are your dishes so sour today? I can't taste anything except sour."

"Boss, I don't know that you are still chasing stars. Is it too late for me to go live broadcasting? Is it okay for me to learn singing now? I don't ask for that much. I just ask for one free sing."

After a few diners were stunned for the first time, they solemnly said: "Boss, you can't do this. Even if you use this method to attract the attention of the anchor, it won't make him feel good about you. We said just about rewarding , Do n’t worry about it. "

The waiter was more excited and almost didn't jump.

"Are you boss crazy? Does Ji Zhiyi often come to our store? You can transfer money directly to her. Can you make half of the fee for the platform?"

The little boss glanced and continued to sit beside, staring at the live broadcast. By the way, relentlessly reminded: "You can go after eating. Xiaohua remember to collect money."

The diners were stunned.

Really reward Ji Jiyi?

Half of their brain repair seems to be broken.

A regular visitor wondered: "Is there? There is this person in our community? Why have I never seen her?"

The waiter's mouth twitched: "A very special person. Every time he comes down, he's on the verge of starvation. He doesn't spend much time on meals. Look at her thin."

Everyone: "Ah ..."

The waiter murmured: "The food she ordered was delivered by the boss. It turned out to be closed. I said the boss, if you want to care about others, just order it."

The little boss asked: "Why do you have so many opinions?"

The waiter cried and said: "You have the ability to corrupt me with money, then I promise to shut up. And I must tell you that you are too wasteful to reward 10,000, it is better to give others a la carte.

In her impression, Ji Zhiyi ordered vegetarian dishes every time, starting with the cheapest item on the menu.

Later, because of the large number of customers, the price of the take-out point of their shop increased, and her orders could not reach their delivery point, but she didn't know. So it has always been the boss himself.

Obviously lack of money.

Why, this stupid man, don't know, simple and crude?

It's right to think carefully.

Retreating for seven or eight years means that there is no work for seven or eight years. Is it possible to save money and save money there? See what this child is so thin? Malnutrition is visible to the naked eye.

Especially art work. This industry is really dead.

Donations can not be donated, I heard that these people have high self-esteem. It can only be rewarded.

After eating, some diners wiped their tissues and wiped their mouths, and stood up and said: "Boss, help me reward ten dollars, and put the money here! Tell Sister Ji to eat something good!"

The other one stood up and prepared to transfer money: "I also rewarded twenty, which has already been transferred."

"Is it OK? Meaning mean."

Therefore, while everyone was still listening to the song in the live broadcast, the ID "This shop does not sell troublesome buns" constantly flashed in the reward list.

From one piece to ten pieces, the flow is endless, almost to the point of refreshing the screen.

The following "Give Ji Zhiyi, trouble transfer money.", "Please ask her to eat better.", "Let her take care of herself.", "She needs to be a little fatter, too thin." Support her, the song sounds good! "These words deeply hurt Yuanyuan's eyes.

He used to be an idol line. Do you know what an idol is? Aidou is to be held in the palm of your hand, the most loved, the only one, the glare that cannot be ignored.

How can this bun like this!

Endure waiting for the song to finish, and go to Li Ma's fate to say, "This big brother who doesn't sell buns! Are you attracting my attention? Don't you treat me like this? I don't ask you to take care of me but Can't give face? "

The speed of the screen is slowed down, and a fault appears for a while.

The words brought this time are finally missing Ji Zhiyi's name.

"To you. Don't be angry."

Fate rubbed secretly, and then excited to see the amount.

A reward of up to a dollar.

Fate took a deep breath.

He is not discriminating against rewards, really not. He thanked every little angel who supported him, liked him, and gave him a dame.

But he just couldn't stand the grievance of this difference!

"You're not a reward or a pass! I'm so crying, let's end this fate, goodbye!" He stroked his forehead and said, "I don't love anymore, I'm tired."

Their troubles reminded other fans. For a while, everyone was giggling and haha, rewarding the two separately.

Everyone saw that fate took a piece of paper from the side and looked dignified on the screen, which just covered the reward area. Then pretended to be serious and said, "I think it's better to add accompaniment. Can this song be downloaded?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "This song, I posted it on the free new song list. Please contribute your clicks."

It ’s fate to go to Lima: "Oh! Are you listening?"

He also knew that Ji Zhiyi wanted to use his popularity to promote himself, but he didn't care.

This is of course. Anyone who puts energy and effort into one thing will want to show others their excellence. It's just that many people have the strength, but they haven't got the chance.

He can't blame those who opportunistically want to rely on traffic to reach the sky in one step, but can only be said that it is human nature. But for Ji Zhiyi, who has real power, but failed to come forward because of regret, he did not hesitate to help.

When others choose their own platform, on the one hand, they also think he has a vision?

The destiny of going to Lima feels that he has mixed with this one, and he is already a Buddha. I took the phone and said, "Wait, let me send you a video first. Say Teacher Ji, you have been closed for seven or eight years, won't you make this song?"

Ji Zhiyi: "There are still many. I will release slowly."

Fate splits two hands together: "I support my support, please rush to release and beg you."

Fate tears off the paper attached to the joke, and is ready to thank the fans for the reward. Another starlight flew across the screen, and the familiar ID appeared.

Yuan Fen's face twitched: "Give it to Teacher Ji again?"

A string of words followed immediately afterwards: "Here. The live broadcast is wonderful and the people are not bad."

Fate could not laugh or cry, loudly: "Thank you boss for your reward! Since the boss praises me and likes Teacher Ji. That teacher will sing two more songs. Our song station can be changed to a personal concert."

Ji Zhiyi coughed twice and nodded to say yes.

·

Today's live broadcast can be said to be very successful. This is from the feeling, the feeling is from the atmosphere.

For Ji Zhiyi, the benefits are amazing.

The fate of the fan group itself is huge, plus others are interesting, and their brains are flexible, they will always pop up some hot stems, and they are resident users of hot search.

The live broadcast is not over yet, and the two keywords have been selected as popular by the website staff.

# 给 点 面子 #

# 季 知 益 #

No matter which keyword is clicked in, there are expression packs made by fans with fate, and a link to Ji Zhiyi's new song. At a glance, the two keywords are because of the same thing.

Is it so exaggerated? Everyone's first thought is this. After all, fate doesn't seem to have touted anyone so sincerely.

After all, it ’s a free song, so unknown netizens are attracted to contribute past clicks with curiosity. The number of comment areas has been brushed layer by layer.

The content is mixed, but the praise is in the majority.

Ji Zhiyi's new song quickly rushed to the top of the charts, and even a few songs with brush data failed to catch up.

When she finished the live broadcast and returned to her homepage, the number of followers on her account successfully exceeded 10,000 and continued to grow.

Ji Zhiyi shouted excitedly with a fist, grabbed the small pillow on the backrest, threw it into the air like a football, and kicked it out.

She went back to the bedroom and picked up the phone with the sound banned. There were dozens of unanswered calls and text messages that could not slide to the end. They were all related people who asked before and did not respond.

"Teacher Ji, has you released a new song? Long time no see, when will you come out and have a meal?"

"Ms. Ji, I just have no people in my hand. Are you going to become a singer? Good feelings, our company warmly welcomes."

"Unfortunately, I no longer bring new people, but I can introduce you."

"It has disappeared for so many years, and finally came out of the mountain? Where have you been before? I haven't seen it for years. It's already so big?"

"Do you sell songs? I really like the songs you wrote. The singer in my hand just needs an ancient song. Do you still have similar stock?"

"Hello, I am the agent of Ruifeng Entertainment. If you have a cooperation intention, please contact me."

"I only see your text message now. Of course I do. Have time to come out for an interview."

There are all kinds of greetings or inquiries, and there are many people who did not pay attention to her text messages.

Ji Zhiyi laughed while holding the phone and did not reply immediately.

Yesterday you ignored me, and today I can't afford you to climb high.

No, actually not.

She wanted to wait for another new song, this time to publish a toll section, to see the specific sales, and then as her own capital, go to the company to sign a contract.

A song can only be watched at most, and the inspiration is inestimable, so many songs can be regarded as strength.

Only with strength can there be negotiation capital. After all, she can only be regarded as a newcomer.

If it succeeds, she wants to sign in to the love company, Stellar Entertainment's rival.

Stellar Entertainment is the company where the little flower is located. Knowing that her own artist robbed her song, but also asked the marketing number and the water army, reversed black and white, and forced her to nowhere.

Ji Zhiyi remembered that this was still somewhat uneven. I wiped my nose hard.

She walked around the study room twice, and suddenly remembered the owner of the shop who didn't sell buns, and couldn't help laughing. Call him out of the chaotic numbers, and be prepared to say thank you.

Hesitating while editing, she felt that she should go down and say thank you in person to be meaningful. But now she wanted to make a new song first, didn't want to change clothes or go out, and she didn't think about how to express her gratitude.

It was still a step forward verbally, when the action followed.

You may have.

She sent a text message in the past.

Ji Zhiyi: Thank you, boss!

Ji Zhiyi: After I finish writing the new song, I will invite you to dinner.

The little boss responded quickly, with only one word: "Uh."

Ji Zhiyi looked left and right at the word, inexplicably relieved. Relaxed, I felt much more comfortable. The operator used the mouse to distribute a private message to Yuan, reported his mobile phone number, and let the other party send the money to the account.

Fate directly called her 50,000 yuan, and even the extra was the reward for singing.

Fate of going to pear: "When do you release a new song?"

Ji Zhiyi: "Today or tomorrow."

The fate of going to Pear: "So fast ?! Really in stock? But it's good to hit the iron while it's hot."

Fate of going to Lima: "OK, you sent me a message and I can give you a promotion."

Ji Zhiyi: "Thank you."

Fate of going to Lima: "Don't forget to bring your younger brother after you become famous. [Please]"

Ji Zhiyi: "... Thank you."

Ji Zhiyi picked up the spirit and decided to take advantage of the heat to make a demo of the second song.

She already had a specific melody in her heart, singing so many times alone.

This is not an adaptation of an old song, but an incomplete song written when she was most down and down.

In the past, there were always places where she couldn't figure it out, as if the entire song was not perfect. She wanted to write hope and relief, but the unfair encounters and tortures that she was enduring made her unable to truly relieve, as if everything was just a joke.

Just now, she felt she could finally finish.