Longing for Life: The Almighty Director

“Bow your head and kiss my left hand in exchange for the promise of forgiveness.”

“The old organ is in the corner, and it has always been accompanied.”

“The black curtain is blown by the wind, and the sunlight penetrates wordlessly.”

“Sprinkle to the beasts that have been tamed by me, cry silently, cry silently.”

The entire studio is as sacred as a church.

Pan Shuai and the others looked solemn, as if they were looking at the sad boy.

The mobile phone in Deng Ziqi’s hand will be recorded bit by bit.

As the melody approaches.

From trough to high, to dull, and finally to explosion.

“Close your eyes and I see again.”

“The back of that dream.”

“The sky is foggy.”

“The owl is on the window railing, looking into the distance.”

“My father took my hands.”

“Walking through the morning, the quiet stone road.”

“I, fall asleep slowly.”

“God, it’s just dawn.”

The music, when it comes to this, stops.

But no one made a sound, and they still echoed in the quiet alley, which they could not forget for a long time.

Long…..

“Director Wang, I respect you!”

Pan Shuai got up directly and bowed deeply.

He is making the most sincere apology for the contempt just now.

To be able to make this kind of song, I definitely have the strength to judge their strength.

“It’s one of the best Chinese raps I’ve ever heard.”

Hot dogs’ eyes were filled with respect.

He has come all the way from underground hip-hop to the present, and he understands best that strength is the last word.

And Wang Ke’s strength has already made him chen.

“Director Wang…..”

“Can I know the name of the song?”

Zhang Zhenyue put away his frivolity and said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, everyone’s eyes focused on Wang Ke’s body.

Right!

Such songs.

When there is a daimyo!

“In the name of the Father.”

Wang Ke slowly spoke.

In his previous life, Zhou Dong established the position of king in the domestic music industry with this song.

Although it is an old song from more than ten years ago, it can still set off a musical trend when placed in the present.

It’s a pity that in this world, Zhou Dong couldn’t make this song.

“In the name of the Father…..”

“Good one in the name of the Father!”

Deng Ziqi savored it carefully, bright.

The words are concise and set the tone of the entire song.

This is the only name, and this song.

“Snap!”

It was belated applause, and all disobedience disappeared at this moment.

Music is a songwriter’s hole card.

No matter how big the café is or how high the flow is, only the work can prove everything.

Wang Ke, it has been proven!

“Ou Shenhua, I see you have no opinion now, right?”

After applauding, Chen Chen said with a smile.

These applause were undoubtedly the best means, hitting Ou Shenhua hard in the face.

The two of them were incompatible, and Chen Chen naturally would not give up such a good opportunity at this moment.

“I…..”

Sure enough, Ou Shenhua’s whole face turned white, and he was in limbo for a long time.

Gritting his teeth, he snorted coldly: “The most important thing for hip-hop artists is not to make music, not to mention that this song is written by other producers?” ”

“Director Wang, if you really have strength, then freestyle should be no problem.”

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally came up with an excuse.

The music is good, maybe it is used by others.

But freestyle can’t do fake!

“Enough!”

Li Xin glanced at him and said in disgust: “Director Wang has already shown enough strength, don’t make any more inches.” ”

This is really a bit excessive.

Although she had a bad attitude at first, she could understand it.

After all, his friend was expelled, replaced with a new person, and did not have a good face, which is normal.

But now?

Repeatedly overdemanding.

How many onions do you really think you are?

“Yes, I don’t think it’s necessary.”

“There is no conflict between freestyle and musical works, some creators have good music, but freestyle is not necessarily good, but he is still a good songwriter.”

At this time, Pan Shuai also spoke.

As an old river, I still know a lot about people.

Some things can be done, but not too much.

“We approved anyway.”

Hot Dog and Zhang Zhenyue spoke in unison.

As for Deng Ziqi, he was tinkering with his mobile phone and didn’t know what he was doing.

Finally, there was Wu Yifan who did not express his position, and did not know how to express his position.

Although he didn’t say much today, his heart changed very much.

From the initial unhappiness, to the later disdain, to the shock when Fang Cai listened to the song, and finally uncomfortable.

Although he does not sing well, he can still enjoy the level of music.

Wang Ke’s “In the Name of the Father”, even if it is not too complete, but only the previous fragments are enough to overwhelm all his works.

But he doesn’t want to admit defeat, and giving in means that he may leave the show.

You know, this is one of his whitewashing shows.

From the very beginning of the whole network black, to now establish a part of good passers-by.

“Celestial Empire Big Hip Hop” occupies a great role.

What’s more, he is now also transforming and ready to go down the path of hip-hop.

If you leave, it will be very difficult.

Just when he hesitated.

Wang Ke laughed and said indifferently: “Since I chose this show, then I must be completely prepared.” ”

“Freestyle is not difficult.”

Since you have chosen to show strength, you naturally have to start from all aspects.

“Since Director Wang is so straightforward, then we can’t just stand.”

“In this way, the rhythm thing, let me do it.”

Pan Shuai nodded secretly.

Although he was not very familiar with Wang Ke.

But this confidence and strength are enough to make him look a little higher.

This is the quality that a musician should have.

“Hahaha, then let’s join in.”

“Let’s play together.”

Zhang Zhenyue and the hot dog looked at each other, bringing up the atmosphere.

Freestyle is a fun game for rappers.

“Fun things, naturally can’t be without me!”

Deng Ziqi raised his hand happily.

Only Wu Yifan was left speechless.

You are all so rhythmic, don’t I participate in the past said?

But I don’t know freestyle at all!

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