Three Hundred Love Songs [Entertainment]

Zheng Xingrong shouted outside: "Get up soon, son! Your guqin teacher is here!"

Ying Changqing took off the earphones, lifted the quilt to open the door, "So fast!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a "fuck".

——Simply, the person in his dream came to him, and he hadn't put on his pants yet!Fortunately, his coat was long enough to cover his thighs, otherwise he would really have to bump his head against the door and meet again in the next life.

Only then did he realize that the dream he had at night was a prophetic dream.

Looking at Xia Xingge's calm face covered under the hood, he suddenly blushed, and then became angry from embarrassment, and said bluntly, "Why is it you again?!"

He hurriedly turned around to look for pants to wear. After picking up the pants, he threw them away again. He put on the long coat to cover his buttocks first, so as not to be seen as wrong when he raised his legs later.He didn't dare to sit on the bed facing them, so he could only hold the bedside table and stretch his legs into his trousers, but one of them fell to the ground without holding on.

Zheng Xingrong scolded at the door: "Idiot! I can't even wear pants!"

He wasn't in the mood to quarrel with him, he hurriedly put on his pants, then got up, planning to wash up first.Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw an old man behind Xia Xingge.

The old man's expression was extremely unkind.He guessed that this person was Mr. Xiao Di who Mr. Zheng had mentioned was going to make the soundtrack for them.

Oops, Mr. Xiao may have heard his fierce Xia Xingge.

Ying Changqing instantly showed a warm smile, rushed over and dragged Xia Xingge in, hugged him, and then started his performance, "Hahaha! Why is it you again, my good brother!" He slapped vigorously Xia Xingge rubbed his cheek against his back, "I'm so happy to see you! Our good brothers can finally work together again! This is a great thing hahahahaha~ I miss you so much !"

Xia Xingge also hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "I miss you too."

After finishing speaking, she gently kissed him on the side of the cheek without making a fuss.

Ying Chang's love was caught off guard, and he was shocked.

Xia Xingge let go of him, and the roots of his ears began to turn red.There was a bit of disbelief in his eyes, and then he looked down.

Ying Changqing turned him around and pushed him towards Zheng Xingrong. "Wait for a while, I'll come after I wash up."

Ying Changqing didn't quite understand why he had to ask Xia Xingge to teach him to learn Guqin by himself. Doesn't he have to work?Don't you need to prepare a new album?Don't you need to prepare for a concert?

How does their boss do things? Can they put people in prison?

Zheng Xingrong said that it was Mr. Xiao who invited Xia Xingge to work with him on the soundtrack of this TV series. As for the company, it was Mr. Yu who helped negotiate.Teacher Xiao is highly respected and is a master of soundtrack for domestic TV dramas.He has known Zheng Xingrong's father for a long time, and he had already retired to the mountains and forests, but when he heard that Mr. Zheng was filming this drama, he volunteered to join them.But Mr. Xiao was old and worried that his skills would not be able to do well, so he asked the children of Yu Yin's family to help and study together.They have known each other for a long time, and he has also listened to many songs written by Xiao Xia's classmate. He feels that there is inspiration, and he can take this opportunity to learn from each other.

Ying Changqing can't laugh or cry, he has been trying to avoid someone these years, but he is often brought together to cooperate with him for no reason.

However, it seems to fans that the two have been cooperating and feuding all the time, and news of tit-for-tat or even fights came out every now and then.

The facts are already like this, he has no ability to drive people out of the crew, he can only cooperate.

Zheng Xingrong said that he had a guilty conscience: "Just learn to play the piano, can you still get pregnant after learning the piano?"

"I can't get pregnant, but he keeps looking at me like that, I can't bear it..." The two sat in the gazebo. Son upset.

Next to the gazebo is a cluster of bamboo, with withered yellow bamboo leaves falling down.In the quaint courtyard, the staff is busy, and everyone is preparing for the filming of the TV series.

Zheng Xingrong asked with interest: "Which one is looking at you?"

"That way."

"How?"

"that's it."

Xia Xingge came back from buying milk tea and handed them a cup each.After sitting down, he grabbed Ying Changqing's hand, turned it over to look, and asked, "Do your fingers still hurt?"

"It hurts, stop pinching." Ying Changqing pulled his hand back, hugging the milk tea cup to warm it up.

Xia Xingge said: "Why don't you stop learning, and I'll be your substitute."

"Forget it." Zheng Xingrong smiled, "You are thinner than him, so you can't act as his substitute."

"I have a question." Xia Xingge looked at Zheng Xingrong, "Why does Brother Rong like to call him a dog?"

"Hahaha." Zheng Xingrong almost spit out a mouthful of milk tea, "This is his baby name."

"Nonsense." Ying Changqing picked up a bamboo leaf and threw it at him, "My nickname is not Gouzi."

Xia Xingge: "What's that called?"

"The last two words." Ying Changqing said, "Even in my hometown, people in the village still call the last two words, or we still have a way of calling by nicknames, just call it a baby, add a character Sound." He looked at Zheng Xingrong and said, "For example, you are Rongwaer."

"Hahaha!" Zheng Xingrong laughed at his strange pronunciation, "What? Teach me again."

"Hubei dialect." Ying Changqing said it again.Zheng Xingrong learned his nickname in Hubei dialect and found it very interesting.

"Then," Ying Changqing ate a few pearls in the milk tea, and continued, "Those who are younger than me are still called brother. Usually they are called brother Qing." He raised his hand and rubbed Xia Xingge's head, saying, "Same as you. A little younger, a little sister under the age of 15, will call two 'brothers', and become a love brother~"

When he said that he used Hubei dialect, Xia Xingge followed suit and said, "Brother Qing. Is that so?"

Ying Changqing said: "You are not allowed to call."

Zheng Xingrong also held his face and made a shy gesture: "Brother Love~"

Ying Changqing glared at him, "You're not allowed to call either!"

Xia Xingge raised his chin, "Hmph, I want ~Brother Qing~ if you have the ability to hit me~!"

Ying Changqing stood up to cover his mouth.Afterwards, the three of them started chasing and fighting, running around the whole film and television city, accidentally ran to other crews and were surrounded, forced to ask for an interview and express their support for their drama.

After the filming officially started, Xia Xingge actually didn't have many opportunities to go to the set. He had to prepare an album and write songs for the company's newly signed singers, so he was too busy.Regarding the soundtrack of the TV series, he needs to go to Mr. Xiao's home to discuss with him. When they have an opinion, he will find Mr. Zheng and convey it to him.Or listen to the demo he made to see if he has any suggestions, and then go to Mr. Xiao to modify it together.

Teacher Xiao sent a disciple to teach Zheng Xingrong and Ying Changqing how to learn the piano. Sometimes when Xia Xingge went to the set to find Teacher Zheng, he would stay a little longer to watch Ying Changqing practice the piano and give him guidance.In the beginning, Mr. Zheng’s requirement for the two leading actors was only to not make mistakes in fingering, and not to be seen by the discerning audience. Later, Ying Changqing fell in love with the sound of the piano and wanted to highlight one more skill. Busking.

Xia Xingge said: "Sell yourself, I'll buy it."

Ying Changqing refused to agree, and insisted on performing arts instead of selling himself.

Since he was addicted to learning the piano, he rarely surfed the Internet, and he didn't even know that he was hacked again.However, Zhang Nana quickly contacted him and told him that the company would deal with it, so he should not worry.He has always been very reassured about the company's capabilities, and he didn't take much care of it, and he didn't ask what it was.

During the meal, Zheng Xingrong gave him a brief introduction, saying that a fan of one of his old opponents sent a long post to accuse him of some trumped-up charges, and it seemed that the team was doing something under the guise of a fan.Zhang Nana contacted the company and launched a fierce counterattack.

Ying Changqing asked: "How are my fans?"

"I'm very angry, I'm wronged for you. I put my arms around and scolded." Zheng Xingrong didn't take it seriously. It won't make any climate."

Ying Changqing was still a little worried, "My fans are very fierce. I'm afraid that too much noise will have a bad impact on our drama. If you don't wait, I'd better send an ambiguous post to suggest that fans should not respond."

After dinner, Ying Changqing went to a small courtyard to ask Xia Xingge for a photo.

Xia Xingge was about to leave with a flute in his arms. He was a little dazed after hearing his question, and asked, "What photo?"

"You sneak shot of me. Hurry up and send me one in costume."

"..."

Xia Xingge reluctantly took out his mobile phone, covering it with his hands to look for photos.

Ying Changqing was taller than him, so she saw the clue, "You actually hid my photo in another folder? You figured it out."

"What else? What if someone finds out?" Xia Xingge said angrily.

He searched and searched, searched and searched, and after searching for a long time, he didn't know where he put the photo.Ying Changqing reminded him, and he was afraid that he would snatch his phone and delete the photos, so he was very nervous, and the more nervous he was, the more he couldn't find it.

After 3 minutes, he finally found one and sent it to the other party.

"..." Ying Changqing glanced at the picture, a little speechless, "You even added a filter to adjust the color for me... Do you have the original picture?"

"Yes." Xia Xingge sent him the original picture, feeling a little embarrassed.

After receiving the picture, Ying said affectionately, "Thank you."

Ying Changqing sat down on the ground beside the stone steps, her long legs hanging down casually.While swaying his legs to edit the content of Weibo, he suddenly felt that he was uneducated, and he couldn't think of any wise sentences.He pulled La Xia Xingge's trouser legs and asked him, "I want to post a Weibo to appease the fans, so that they don't tear it up, what do you think I should say?"

Xia Xingge squatted down and saw that he had added the picture.That picture was taken secretly by him when he was practicing the piano. At that time, this man was wearing a long robe, kneeling and sitting at the end of the corridor, playing the piano seriously.His long hair was lifted by the wind, and a few bamboo leaves dotted the picture, which is very artistic.

Ah... this man is so handsome.

Suck, suck, suck...

"I'm asking you something, nymphomaniac." Ying Changqing's face was going to blush, and she couldn't help but push him.

Xia Xingge giggled, and then said sternly, "Well, I think you should post a poem. I thought of Su Shi's "Ding Fengbo·Don't Listen to the Sound of Chuanlin Daye", which is similar to your picture and our drama. It kind of fits."

"Why don't you sing and walk slowly"? How did you memorize the full text?"

"Don't listen to Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly..."

"I'll give you the phone, call it for me."

"Good~"

Xia Xingge picked up his cell phone, sat with him, and carefully placed Se on his lap.He typed seriously and hummed a cheerful tune.

In the middle of his typing, Ying Changqing suddenly said: "I remembered that there is a thing called Baidu, and a skill called copy and paste. Give me the phone."

"No! I'll finish writing right away!"

"Give it back to me!"

"No no no!"

"Believe it or not, I kicked you off?"

"Here. Finished writing, send it. You're welcome!"

Ying Changqing took back her mobile phone, checked that there were no typos, and then sent.

Xia Xingge took out his mobile phone, refreshed the homepage of Weibo, and saw his activity.

"@Y-应长情:'Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes lightly beat horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng. The spring breeze blows sober, slightly cold, on the top of the mountain Slanting photos meet each other. Looking back at the bleak place, when we go back, there will be neither wind nor rain.'——Su Shi's "Standing the Storm, Don't Listen to the Sound of Chuanlin Beating the Leaves" [picture]”

Ying Changqing glanced at his screen, "Hey, didn't you unblock me?"

"Can't you pay attention quietly?!"

"No, I have deprived you of the right to like me."

"Oh, then you killed me."

"You... don't care about you."

The assistant came to Ying Changqing and said something.After the two finished talking, Ying Chang had a sudden thought, "Hey, Xiao Zhang, help me get the piano I use for practice, and I will record a video for fans to watch."

Xiao Zhang went to get something, Xia Xingge asked him, "What do you want to play?"

Ying Changqing swiped Weibo with her head down, and reposted the Weibo of @王星人来到地球, all of them are cute puppies. "The little fans like to play, just the "Meow Mia Mia" you taught me last time. It seems to be very popular recently, there are all versions, and your brother Rong has been brainwashed."

"What meow?!" Xia Xingge couldn't help but pat him, and corrected him, "It's obviously "Meow Meow Meow"!"

"Oh, don't care about the details!" The original song of this song is a cheerful Japanese song. After it was spread, it became very popular. Many young people on the Internet liked it very much, and various versions were released.

After a while, the assistant brought the piano, Ying Changqing gave the assistant the phone and asked him to help record later.He tried to play it first, and Xia Xingge corrected some of his mistakes, and asked him, "Shall I come with you? I use Se."

"No." Ying Changqing sat a little further away from him, "I don't want to be dragged out with you."

"Okay then." Xia Xingge stood up holding his se, and walked out of his camera.

Mr. Ying straightened his hair and clothes, sat upright, and then began to pluck the strings.After playing it a few times, a group of people suddenly entered the yard talking and laughing.

It was a few old artists in the crew who were invited by Mr. Zheng to play the role of musicians.They seem to have just finished practicing, and they still have their instruments in their hands.

Seeing Ying Changqing playing the piano, one of them smiled and said, "You are so hardworking, Changqing. Pay attention to rest and don't get tired."

"No." Ying Changqing smiled embarrassedly, pointed to the assistant holding the phone and said, "I want to record a song and send it to fans."

"Oh, like this." The old man said, "The "Meow Mimi" you played? The one Xiao Xia taught last time? We will too. Can we make a scene with you? We will give you My little fans, here's a classical instrument version."

"Can you?!" Ying Changqing stood up holding the piano, "Thank you teachers, this is my honor!"

He told his assistant, "Xiao Zhang hurry up and help the teachers bring some chairs over!"

"No, no, no." The old gentleman pointed to the corridor next to him, "Let's go and sit there, it's quite spacious."

Zheng Xingrong trotted over with a loudspeaker, and said anxiously, "What do you guys want to play? Take me with you."

Xia Xingge said, "We're going to play the classical instrument version of "Meow Mimi"..."Meow Meow Meow"."

"Ah, I can't play any musical instruments well." Zheng Xingrong said, "Then I'll be in charge of 'Meow'."

Everyone laughed and did not express any objection.

A group of people walked into the corridor and sat down on both sides. Zheng Xingrong stood in the middle with a horn and was in charge of "meowing" later.

The cloister is built on the water, with two rows of lanterns hanging.The dim light falls on the water, blending with the bright moonlight, forming sparkling waves.

Xia Xingge discussed with the teachers and arranged for each of them to be responsible for which part.After the preparations were complete, Xiao Zhang made gestures to start, and Ying Changqing greeted the camera and announced the scene.

Ying Changqing said: "Hello everyone, next, please enjoy the classical musical version of "Meow Meow Mia" brought to you by the crew of "The Bell". Performers: Musical Instrument Director □□, Feng Huian, Guo Yinqiu , Mr. Song Lian, my classmate Xiao Xia at the national table, Mr. Zheng Xingrong, the non-famous funny guy, and me, the handsome man, I, your long love Ge Ge~Dangdang, the performance begins—"

Xia Xingge played the first note beside him, and then everyone played one after another according to the arranged order.They had played this before in their spare time, so they cooperated very well. Only Ying Chang was very nervous, afraid of playing the wrong song.Only he is a novice, others are masters.

Xiao Zhang took pictures of them with his mobile phone, patted on the left, patted on the right, gave everyone enough shots, and also took pictures of lanterns and water surfaces to insert empty shots.

Zheng Xingrong held the trumpet, "meowed" a few times at the right time, and clenched his fists at the camera as a beckoning cat, showing off his cuteness shamelessly.Everyone couldn't help looking at him and laughing every time he "meowed".

Evening Breeze passed by and turned a corner to watch. It dragged its skirt to bring out ripples on the lake, and flicked its sleeves to turn aside the lantern to listen carefully.

After entering the state, Ying Changqing is no longer nervous. The more she plays, the more vigorous she is, and the rhythm becomes more and more stable.Thinking of everyone playing a cheerful and lovely pop Divine Comedy with classical instruments, I feel very warm and interesting.Although the teachers usually look serious, they are actually music urchins with a pure heart.They insisted on inheriting classical musical instruments, and they were not afraid of difficulties. As soon as Mr. Zheng said that he wanted to show the charm of classical musical instruments in the play, they took the initiative to find them, and even asked for a zero-pay performance, but Mr. Zheng refused.

They usually do their best to guide young actors on the set. They will babble when they make mistakes, and they will not hesitate to praise them when they play well. They have been trying to explain things that are difficult to understand to them in an easy-to-understand way.After the show, I am also willing to communicate with them, chatting about music, life, and many interesting things.Usually filming with them is like being with a group of elders, which makes people feel very cordial.

Looking at their smiles, Ying Changqing was suddenly a little moved for no reason.Fortunately, the sky was dark, otherwise it would be over if I was photographed with tears in my eyes.

At the end of the song, Ying Changqing stood up and bowed to the teachers, "Thank you teachers, everyone has worked hard~ My fans are really blessed!"

The teacher who was talking to him before patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Oh, thank you for taking us on camera. We had a lot of fun~ Let's play together next time~"

After seeing off the teachers, Ying Changqing uploaded a video and posted on Weibo.Zheng Xingrong grabbed the first turn, and Xia Xingge turned to Zheng Xingrong's.

The three of them were sitting together blowing the wind and playing with their phones. It didn't take long for the video to be forwarded crazily. Many people said, "This 666! The classical instrument version is great!"

Zheng Xingrong yelled: "Ah! The love song group is in the same frame and sings in harmony! CP fans die and come back to life!!"

Ying Chang gave him a sideways look, "What the hell?"

Zheng Xingrong said: "Comment. Your CP fans are dead and back to life hahaha! Congratulations!"

The author has something to say:

Today is a little late, so there are three more chapters.Ah... I thought about it during the day, and I don't think it's a pure entertainment article, _(:з」∠)_ should just be a small white article with this label...

How to put it, one is that I don’t really know the entertainment industry very well.I'm sorry, I don't usually follow stars, and I haven't done enough homework.At the beginning, as mentioned before, because I like listening to songs and want to make awkward words, I wanted to write an article with a singer as the protagonist.

The second is that some of the plots I want to write are not too close to the conventional entertainment circle.After reading the context, I feel that the plot of my heart is considered to be a non-mainstream style in the rural areas of the urban-rural fringe, hahaha.Of course, the plot I like is not well presented orz, the writing is not strong enough.But there are also get experience and lessons.

Good night~ I wish you a happy reading!