Mr Prejudice

As soon as this issue of "Supernova" was broadcast, Zhuang Lin's popularity took off.

But Guan Lan's side is still mixed with pink and black.

Some people's understanding is that friendship specials, friends, etc. are all pretexts, that is, Guan Lan brings his newcomers out to fuck the heat, in order to make the newcomers face, he doesn't hesitate to sell rot, and asks them to carry you across the river, After all, he is a bigwig in the industry, how about showing some face?

Then there's the familiar old third again, exhausted talents, making money while it's hot, and pills for the music scene.

Oh, and one more thing, Naxin in the harem.

Guan Lan was also hacked and hacked, so she got used to it.

He didn't understand at first that Zhuang Lin carried himself across the river, why was he so shameless? After watching the show, he realized that there was really a problem in the later stage of this show group. It was a normal scene, which made gay people feel gay Yes, with inexplicable special effects and bgm, no wonder people say they sell rot.

To be reasonable, when Chen Jin and I are teammates, when doing action tasks together, we can't help putting our shoulders around our waists, hugging and rolling around, and they even sleep together in a small space all night. Play it well, it's much worse than crossing the river with your back on your back.It's embarrassing to hold on to the few minutes of crossing the river.

He didn't know that both he and Chen Jin didn't need to do any effects in the later stage of the show, and they were already very popular. If they sold rotten products later, they would be afraid that the show would fail the review.

Chen Jin's fans were all blown up, and a big discussion about "Guan Lan and Chen Jin, these two incomprehensible people, what's going on?" produced a lot of ideas and humanities.

It was not only Chen Jin's fans who were blown up, but also Chen Jin's ex.

Yang Peiqing watched the show and almost smashed the TV at home.

Is this a fucking breakup?Are you kidding me?After you two broke up, you had a lot of fun!Just play, and play on TV, right?

When the two of you broke up, did you share it with me?After I've done my stupid help, I can't wait to show off my affection, and now I'm cuddling with you somewhere, laughing at me, a big idiot!

Thinking of this episode, he thought of Zhuang Lin.

When he calmed down and thought about it, he still felt that Zhuang Lin and Guan Lan had something to do with each other.

He has a general idea in his mind, and how to implement it has yet to be carefully planned.

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"The first round of "Han Palace Autumn" has been aired, and the popularity gained by relying on one song has peaked. It's time to prepare your EP."

Guan Lan handed Zhuang Lin five songs.

"This time I'll give you the right to decide—choose three."

Zhuang Lin: "Can't you sing a song I wrote myself?"

Guan Lan: "I can't show it yet, we'll talk about it after your album."

Although Zhuang Lin expected his answer, he was still a little hurt by his straightforwardness.

Zhuang Lin began to flip through the five songs.

Zhuang Lin: "It wasn't written by you."

Guan Lan: "I picked it for you, it must be the most suitable for you."

Zhuang Lin: "Why didn't you write it?"

Guan Lan: "Not everyone can sing my song."

Zhuang Lin thought, just pretend, you wrote it all for me, I know.

Zhuang Lin: "I heard people say that you wrote me a good song before you signed me, and you just waited for me to come and sing."

Guan Lan frowned: "Who did you listen to?"

Listen to yourself.

This was what Guan Lan confided after drinking that day, but he himself forgot the next day.But Zhuang Lin didn't want to talk about it.

Zhuang Lin: "There are such rumors."

Guan Lan recalled it for a while, and really didn't remember that he had mentioned this matter to others--I can only say that the current rumors are really powerful.

Guan Lan: "There is such a song, but it was actually written by me several years ago."

Guan Lan: "Didn't the Chinese style be popular at that time? The Chinese style was popular in ancient times for a while, and after a few years, it became popular for the second wave. I caught up with that second wave. Actually, I don't know how to write this style. , I don’t have enough background, I’m afraid of being timid. But follow the trend and write for fun. Do you know the collection of sentences? It’s to take other people’s ready-made poems, make jigsaw puzzles, and then piece together a poem; this is what I did. A few Song lyrics are combined into a song."

Zhuang Lin: "Where is Qu?"

Guan Lan: "The violin and acoustic guitar for accompaniment."

Zhuang Lin: "...American country style?"

Guan Lan smiled: "It's a bit similar, but it's not all. After all, I wrote it for fun. Besides, Song Ci was not an elegant art in the past. It was just a small tune in the market. It was all about love, hate, lovelorn, and beautiful scenery. Homesickness, isn’t country music the same as these things, they have something in common.”

Zhuang Lin: "...that makes sense."

Guan Lan: "After I wrote it, there was no suitable person to sing it, so I kept it on hold. When I met you later, I immediately felt that this song was very suitable for you, as if I wrote it for you."

Zhuang Lin heard Guan Lan's next sentence before he could start to feel complacent.

Guan Lan: "Just this kind of non-local and non-foreign style is very suitable for you, and no one else can."

...It turns out that this is what the phrase "other people can't do" means. Fortunately, Zhuang Lin spent half the night enjoying this sentence before.

Zhuang Lin: "I really want to see this song 'It's so suitable for me'."

Guan Lan: "It was written many years ago, I have to look for it."

Zhuang Lin thought it was an excuse, and wanted to fight for it again, but Guan Lan took down the guitar hanging on the wall.

Guan Lan: "You are lucky, I am interested in catching up with today. I will sing for you."

Zhuang Lin doesn't know how many people in this world have heard Guan Lan sing, presumably not too few; he also doesn't know how many people can let Guan Lan sing to only one person, I hope it's only him.

Guan Lan hugged the guitar and plucked the strings, the broken hair behind his ears fell to his cheeks, and when he looked down at the strings, a delicate and gentle light flashed in his eyes.

"Leaning on the railing by the river for a long time day and night,

Misty waves full of autumn leaves,

Broken geese go down to Tingzhou without proof,

Forbear to stare, forbear to stare, and things are going away. "

Zhuang Lin knew that Guan Lan could sing.He is a songwriter, of course he can sing, no matter what his level is, at least he won't be out of tune.But he didn't think Guan Lan would sing well.Obviously, with his looks and creative skills, if his singing is not too bad, why not make his debut as a singer?Whether it is fame or fortune, the return is much greater than that of a producer behind the scenes.

But he sings so well.

Such gentle and tactful affection is like a dream of warm cotton clouds.

"It's a happy meeting, a difficult time to get together and part;

Nakan wakes up, empty steps night raindrops.

Old friends are hard to get together, new sorrows are easy to accumulate;

Thinking and going, thinking and going, Guiyun is gone without a trace. "

Zhuang Lin had never heard such a song.

The lyrics are extremely sad, but the melody of the acoustic guitar is neat and frivolous, bringing out a taste of unrestrained romance.Two styles that have nothing to do with each other, but it seems that they should be blended together, so nice.

At this moment, he admits that there is a genius in creation, and some people are born to eat this bowl of rice.Every note is filled with the inspiration of genius, which makes people feel heartbroken, but also makes people feel the hopelessness of looking up to nowhere.

"I plan to get drunk with the picture of Shumaid,

The broken sound hangs from far and wide,

Snuggle up to the red and lean on the green, mandarin ducks and brocade quilts,

People haggard for Yixiao.

Fireworks Lane, Qingxiang in white,

Change my false name and sing in a low voice.

I would like to change the false name and sing in a low voice! "

The moment the guitar sound stopped, some overly sensational midnight radio stations appeared in Zhuang Lin's mind. The hostess said in a slightly artificial tone: "Have you ever fallen in love with someone because of a song?"

Guan Lan stopped and raised his neck, and the moment he looked at him, Zhuang Lin knew he was done.

This look is like a hurricane from outside the sky. All the previous conflicts, stubbornness, reluctance to admit, and self-deception are all turned into dust in the sky wind, annihilated into cosmic rays, and thrown three thousand light years away.

Zhuang Lin thought, what to do, my life is over.

As if he didn't want to disturb the air in the room, Zhuang Lin said softly: "Give me this song, I want to sing it."

Guan Lan: "Well, it's yours. I'll let you sing it when the time is right."

Zhuang Lin: "No, I will sing this time."

Guan Lan: "Why are you in a hurry? This song doesn't match the style of this time."

Zhuang Lin: "I'm afraid if I wait too long, it will belong to someone else."

Guan Lan: "It has been waiting for so many years, just waiting for you."

——I'm afraid that if you wait too long, you will belong to someone else.

——I have been waiting for so many years, just waiting for you.

Much, much later, one of the two present recorded this conversation in his autobiography.

The other party refused to admit it. He insisted that the conversation at the time was not like this. It was just because someone had a long-term brain hole and unfortunately suffered from cognitive dissonance and memory confusion, so that he could not distinguish between brain supplementation and reality.

What is the truth, I am afraid that only the two people present know.