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"Look at Xiao Hao, and then at you."

Chen Detong looked at Father Yu with a sneer and said, "It's petty."

What?

He is petty?

Father Yu blew his beard angrily and stared.

That's all there is to it.

It was almost completely divided by you old guys.

However, what Chen Detong did in this matter was indeed unreasonable.

Now Xiao Hao helped him out.

At the moment, I just accept it when I see it.

"However, uncles, I don't know anything about calligraphy, who do you think?" Lin Hao asked with a smile.

"Old Yu, hurry up, this is your best calligraphy."

Chen Detong immediately left this task to Father Yu.

On calligraphy attainments.

The sum of the people present was no match for him.

No hesitation at all.

"I'll spread paper and grind ink for you." Another old friend came forward and said.

Father Yu moved his mouth.

Still didn't say anything.

I can only pick up the pen silently.

Wait until everything is ready.

Lin Hao immediately read directly:

No one cares about old age, who will pity when old

Thin body with frequent loss, hair thinning and crown self-biased

Abandoned books cause pity for eyes, moxibustion for years

Experienced and familiar with things, reading people is like reading rivers

It's lucky to think about it carefully, and then it will be natural

Modao Sangyu is late, the sky is still full of clouds

Father Yu wrote furiously.

Seriously at the moment.

It is written magnificently.

After putting pen to paper.

Father Yu's eyes were full of reluctance again.

this poem.

Pretty good.

Giving it away is really a pain in the ass.

Chen Detong didn't care what he thought, whether he liked it or not, he immediately held the half-dried rice paper in both hands and praised: "Good poem, the last two lines are the finishing touch, haha, it should be so, people, Don't worry too much about aging, as long as you treat it correctly, you can be happy."

"This poem is not easy, old Chen, you have earned it." Cen Renguo said eagerly.

Chen Detong nodded.

Naturally, I am satisfied.

"Is there anything else, keep going."

The other two old friends saw this.

But impatiently.

Lin Hao thought about it.

Changed a word:

Yuwei Xiasheng Mingyuan tree

Cuibi sticky sky

Jade leaves lift in the wind

Meet Penghai Road with a Smile

The wind and the moon in the world are like dust

Water-cut eyes and cloudy temples

Drunk sky ladle laughs and creates blue mist

This meeting will not end and must be remembered

How many times does the peach blossom blow red rain

Write a song again.

Father Yu was extremely depressed.

Feeling more and more uncomfortable.

It's like scraping his flesh with a knife.

It hurts.

But an old friend who got this adverb was grinning from ear to ear.

Lin Hao took a look.

It was found that there was another elder uncle who did not get it.

It is not good to favor one over another at the moment.

then.

He switched again to modern poetry.

Be a happy man from tomorrow on

Feed the horses, chop wood, travel the world

From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables

I have a house, facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming

Starting tomorrow, communicate with every relative

tell them my happiness

That happy lightning told me

i will tell everyone

Give every river and every mountain a warm name

Stranger, I also bless you

wish you a bright future

May your lover be married

May you find happiness in this world

I just want to face the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming

This modern poem is not as old-fashioned as the previous poems.

But it contains a re-examination, re-feeling, and re-discovery of the mountains and rivers that are commonplace in daily life and have long lost their luster.

It makes the main body of this poem pray for strangers in a gesture of 'beyond self'.

Turn your back on the world.

Watch the flowers bloom and fade.

It makes this modern poem read in a unique style.

Father Yu's heart sank and sank.

Write these three works.

It was extremely entangled in the heart.

Even the eyes looking at Master Zhang and Master Wang's works became less enthusiastic.

Several old friends ignored him.

After getting what you want.

All concentrated on waiting for the writing to dry.

Lin Hao felt that it was nothing to do with him.

He found an excuse to leave.

There is less than half a day left.

He didn't want Yu Lanxin to ask for leave for nothing.

Immediately decided to take the other party out for a stroll.

Originally, I planned to go to the commercial street to buy something for her.

But this woman is afraid that his legs won't work.

Did not agree with anything.

It happened that there was a crosstalk performance in the afternoon in a nearby theater.

Yu Lanxin expressed that she wanted to watch this.

Lin Hao knew that the other party said this deliberately for his own sake.

Think about it.

Still booked a ticket.

Never thought it was worth the money.

The show was quite interesting.

The teasing and funny set off the atmosphere very well.

The jokes are also good enough.

They were very happy to hear it.

Time flies.

July 1st.

The sky is but dim.

Yu Lanxin hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Hao helped her cover the quilt.

I carefully got out from the warm bed.

Then I took a taxi non-stop and returned to the recording hall of "I Am the Producer".

After two days of busy work.

The whole site has been completely new.

There are those that maintain the original appearance.

There are also refurbished ones.

In short.

The overall look is amazing and high-end.

Like some music equipment.

All the best in the industry are used.

It's different from the foolishness of some small shows.

Or have high expectations for this show.

Jindu TV station really spent a lot of money this time.

The hardware investment is very generous.

The scene is reserved for the singer.

The venues of the protagonist producers are all in the backcourt.

It has its own rehearsal room and music editing room.

Thanks to the large enough area of ​​the venue.

In order not to affect each other.

The distance between the rooms is quite far.

The rehearsal room is fine.

But it is quite troublesome for the music editing room to make such changes.

Needless to say.

The program team worked hard on it.

There is no opportunism.

I really want to serve every music producer here.

The kelp people in Fangzhen have already adjusted all the equipment.

Currently doing final checks.

ready.

Music producers are not like singers.

There is nothing to rehearse in advance at the moment.

So most of them were sitting in the break room waiting for the recording to start.

It's still early.

Chief director Rong Tianyi also came down to walk around in person.

Chat with each producer and stuff

The staff is taking out fruit snacks for everyone to eat.

The atmosphere is quite harmonious.

A little closer to the afternoon.

Recording is about to start.

The audience and music critics have already entered the venue one after another.

Immediately afterwards, 30 amateur singers also took their positions.

at last.

It was the four heavyweight judges who hadn't shown up yet.

"Haha, Jin Jiangjun is here, I guessed he must be there, ordinary people can't hold back these top producers."

"Wow, Chen Shaoguang is here too. I haven't heard from him for a long time. I thought he retired. Why haven't I seen him for a long time? He looks so old."

"There is Zhang Weifang, the queen, but she should be the one with the lowest qualifications, right?"

"In terms of qualifications, Xu Tingkai is actually pretty much the same, just that he is very popular, but he hasn't written many songs in the past few years, and he's preoccupied with making TV series and movies."

"They're all bosses. It's not easy to invite Chen Shaoguang and Xu Tingkai, they are quite unique."

"The program group is cheating, this lineup can bring a lot of traffic wherever it is placed."

"You don't even look at the level of the producers. They are all top figures from big companies. If you don't invite these people, who can define whether their works are good or bad?"

The judges show up.

The audience was very excited.

The amateur singers are also whispering to each other.

They all feel that the lineup of the program group is very luxurious.

Backstage.

Lin Hao also saw a few people on TV.

Immediately a little surprised.

The other three judges were quite unfamiliar.

But he had seen Jin Jiangjun a long time ago.

When Mo Xiaoyu participated in the "Newcomer King" competition in Shanghai.

He is also one of the judges.

What a coincidence.

The staff is here.

But it hasn't been recorded yet.

So we all sat and chatted.

Talk about the daily life and whatnot.

About half an hour later.

Chief director Rong Tianyi began to determine the various departments on the scene.

"light!"

"no problem."

"Every seat!"

"Director Rong, take your seat."

"Band and speakers!"

"It's all right, Director Rong."

"Okay, the host is preparing backstage, it's time to start, the countdown is half a minute!"

Thirty seconds!

Twenty seconds!

Three seconds!

two seconds!

one second!

With time.

The recording officially begins.

The first is the direction of the lights.

It was all dark.

All the spotlights turned towards the stage.

Everyone stopped talking.

keep quiet.

Look ahead.

center stage.

The host slowly appears in the form of a lift.

Lin Hao was stunned again when he saw the other party.

not someone else.

It was Gu Shichang who was given the nickname 'Story Master'.

"Welcome everyone to Jindu Satellite TV's music program "I'm the Producer". I'm your host Gu Shichang."

Gu Shichang held the microphone in his hand and said: "This program consists of 'No gifts for this year's festival, only brain-yishen' health products, 'Lion, a man's wardrobe' Lion-brand clothing."

Long advertisements are scattered with hundreds of words.

It is already commonplace.

I can only listen quietly.

"First of all, let's invite six music producers to come on stage, please give them a warm applause!" Gu Shichang said loudly after the advertisement was read.

The spotlight also hit a door from him.

As the door slowly opened.

The six producers also came out with each other.

Gu Shichang did not forget to introduce them in detail.

Deng Guanghui of MSI Entertainment.

Zheng Chaobo with vivid dreams.

Liang Zhilong with Shenghong's sense of sound.

Golden Summer of Apocalypse Music.

Borui is vertical and horizontal.

Fang Zhenhai on the Côte d'Azur

Every time I think of one of them.

The audience will exclaim a few times in unison.

"Brother Jin, they are all top producers of major companies, who do you like?" Chen Shaoguang couldn't help but asked Jin Jiangjun with a smile.

"It's hard to say, there are too many variables, but MSI Entertainment and Lingdong Dream should not be too bad." Jin Jiangjun analyzed it.

"On the contrary, I think this newly emerging company in Côte d'Azur is not easy." Xu Tingkai followed.

"Sheng Hong's sense of sound and Apocalypse Music are not bad. They have written many good songs." Zhang Weifang laughed.

"The creation of the proposition depends on the performance on the spot." Jin Jiangjun said again.

Several of them were talking.

During the period, all six music producers were seated.

The atmosphere became quiet again.

Gu Shichang then said slowly: "According to the rules of the program, our six music producers will randomly select propositions, and then create or adapt songs on the spot. The limit is three hours, and the rehearsal is limited to one hour, a total of four hours. The audience and the judges are scoring, well, without further ado, let’s start right away.”