Reborn King

Indistinctly, the topic of the few people gradually turned to the new song.

"Have you selected all your songs?" After drinking the wine, the atmosphere became warmer.

"Of course! I've been practicing for a few days."

"Leng Ting's vision is undeniable, they are all good songs!"

"You still said! That song "The Love on the Other Shore" was taken away by you!"

"I'll go, it's my fault too! It's obvious that you are slow to start, okay!"

……

The quarrel on the bright side seems to be more real.

Men are willing to make friends, and now that the matter is over, everyone should just talk about it.

They are in the same team, and no one will feel good if they keep fighting each other. Everyone wants to be more straightforward and straightforward.

Lu Geng spoke out first.

"Let me tell you, if we have any internal conflicts in the future, let's talk about it! Let's solve it together. We are usually friends and brothers. When it comes to conflicts on the stage, we can speak up. How about it?"

In fact, everyone also thinks so in their hearts, but there is a lack of an opportunity.

Since Lu Geng spoke out first, of course no one would object.

"This wine is proof!"

They are not very old. Although Linzhe has lived a whole life and is close to 30 years old, this vigorous body looks like 20 years old.What's more... 30 or so, from a psychological point of view, is not very big.

Sunlight, the youngest of them, is only 17 years old.The oldest Lu Geng is only 22 years old.

It is the golden age of making friends.

Simple and energetic, cheerful and energetic.

Even though they are already part of the entertainment industry, and their hearts are much more mature than those of their age, young people are still young people, the kind of people who can quickly get acquainted with others.

On this day they had another all-night row.

As a result, the next day, each of them was in high spirits again. When Leng Ting saw them, he just glanced at them with the same expression.

"It's not an example."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Leng Ting is still human!

"Don't be too happy, there is a considerable connection between mental state and singing, that is, this usual practice, if you are still like this on the day of recording...don't blame me for the ugly words, the album recorded in this way, can Thank goodness for thousands of sales!"

Leng Ting continued to sneer.

It wasn't until everyone saw that they felt hairy that they stopped, and their tone changed.

"Fang Linzhe, An Ye, Teng Ming, Lu Geng, the four of you stay here. Sunlight, practice by yourself first."

Lin Zhe looked at the few people left behind, and had a slight idea in his heart.

I am afraid that the remaining ones are all original works.

He knows that Teng Ming will have original works.After all, in his previous life, he knew that Teng Ming was a three-period artist, and he also played the piano well, and his background was even more superior.It is not surprising that these things will be cultivated since childhood.

But according to his conditions, how could the family let him come out to be an entertainer?

And Lu Geng...

Not to be underestimated.

Being able to be the captain in the previous life, he introduced himself as saying that he is the best at singing.

It's not surprising that I can write some tunes.

It is expected that Sunlight does not have original works. Given his background and only 17 years old, it will not be normal.

"I've heard all of your songs. Generally speaking...it's not bad." Leng Ting thought about his words.

"But, that's not enough."

"It's not that the original songs are not enough, but the songs are not outstanding enough. It's too popular!" Leng Ting moistened his throat and continued, "You should know that there are too many songs on the market now! As newcomers, even if the company can make How effective will the publicity be? The public will not pay for the advertisement, they will only buy for your song!"

"If you spend money and buy a listen, it's no different from those bad songs on the street. Who else is willing to spend money to buy it?"

Every word of Leng Ting's words made sense, and there was no room for any rebuttal from them.

Teng Ming suddenly said, "What's wrong?"

Leng Ting didn't say much, he got up and walked to the piano, and played Teng Ming's piece.

The melody goes from soft to dampened, then □.Leng Ting's fingers jumped along with the black and white keys, and the fair skin set off the afterimage.

The notes are also beating.

With the last sound, it came to an abrupt end.

It was a good performance, but Teng Ming frowned.

As Leng Ting acted, it was not enough.

Written by yourself, played by yourself, there is no shocking effect of others playing in front of you.

Empty and lacking in emotion, Teng Ming used these two words to evaluate his music.

"I'll take it back and rewrite it." Teng Ming simply took his score, turned around and was about to leave.But he was stopped by Leng Ting.

"Do you think you are very good? One song is written like this, two, three, hundreds of songs, what's the difference?"

Teng Ming looked at Leng Ting and remained silent.

"Leave your question for now, we'll change it together later. Now it's your song, An Ye."

Sitting back in front of the piano again, Leng Ting took a deep breath and started another performance.

When Leng Ting played the piano, his expression was still.Everyone unconsciously breathed lightly, and only the sound of the piano lingered in the whole room.

Elegant and light.

An Ye's music seems to be full of soul, but due to some lack of skills, the original coordination has been greatly destroyed.

An Ye listened and understood his own shortcomings.

Next is Lu Geng, still playing the popular tune, which makes people HIGH up when they listen to it.It is the most common song on the market.

When it was Lin Zhe's turn, Leng Ting didn't play, but closed the piano lid.

"Your song, to be honest, I don't know how to change it." Very straightforward words.

He was clearly their teacher in name, but he lowered his value so bluntly. From this point of view, Leng Ting is indeed a rare talent, no matter in terms of his level or his heart.

"Although I said that, there is one thing I still want to say." Leng Ting said, ignoring the gazes of the rest of the people, staring at Lin Zhe.

"Your song is so perfect!"

Linzhe was taken aback, perfect, isn't it?

Seeing his doubts, Leng Ting lowered his head and murmured, "There is no perfect song in the world...it is because of perfection that it appears imperfect..." As if it reminded him, Lin Zhe found that Leng Ting Some trance.

But Leng Ting's words still shocked him a lot.

Because it's perfect, it's not perfect... huh?

Is it...

Lin Zhe's eyes suddenly lit up!

It's skill!

He pays too much attention to the places that must exist.Songs don't have to follow the law from low to high, and don't have to gradually lighten at the end until the end.It will be more interesting if it stops abruptly.

Leng Ting looked at him with a complicated expression, and couldn't help reminding, "Following your feeling is the best melody."

Lin Zhe did feel this way.When he just finished writing, he always felt that some places were not smooth, a little awkward, because he was too restricted by the song's specifications!

When inspiration comes, others are ignored.

Lin Zhe began to change his song over and over again, and when he finished the last note, he was left alone in the room.

And the sky outside the window was already dark.

Obviously, Leng Ting's class ended long ago.Everyone else went to eat too.

After thinking about it, Linzhe simply ordered a takeaway and continued to revise his song.Songs are the same as articles, only after repeated revisions will they show their best appearance.

It was night and the lights on the street were already on.

The warm yellow tone softens Linzhe's body.

He thought of a lot. He remembered shopping for snacks in the night market with Shen Hui when he was in college. He remembered that they secretly held hands in the crowd while riding on the crowd. The little satisfaction and the feeling of cheating in public made him excited and happy.

I remembered that in winter, I rubbed my hands with Shen Hui while eating ice cream, and then put my hands in Shen Hui's pocket to keep warm.

……

Thinking of these memories now, there is only a touch of warmth left, but it has nothing to do with Shen Hui.Sometimes, I feel lonely too...

The sound of food delivery interrupted his recollection.

It is the egg fried rice that is still exuding heat, and a few green onions are sprinkled on it, which is very fragrant and attractive.Linzhe, who had been tired and hungry all day, started to eat voraciously.

But when he was only halfway through eating, An Ye pushed the door open and came in with a plastic bag in his hand.

"Huh? Are you eating?" An Ye looked at the fried rice in Linzhe's hand in surprise, and raised the plastic bag in his hand.

"Fortunately, I even brought you the 'Wang Ji' barbecue!"

"Huh?" As soon as An Ye opened the packaging bag, a burst of tangy aroma permeated the whole room, easily covering the fragrance of egg fried rice.

'Wang Kee' is a famous barbecue restaurant nearby, not to mention the reputation, the taste is definitely not bad.It's just that the old people who usually line up in the queue, they train all day and all night, and they haven't eaten a few times.

Lin Zhe looked at the barbecue in An Ye's hand, then at the fried rice he was eating, decisively pushed the fried rice to the side of the table, took An Ye's barbecue bluntly, and ate it with big mouthfuls stand up.

Everything is delicious when you are very hungry, and it tastes better when you eat delicious food.

When Linzhe was full of food and drink, the way he looked at An Ye was so gentle and gentle, completely gone from his usual indifference.

An Ye was taken aback by Lin Zhe's eyes, and quickly waved his hands, "Teng Ming brought it to you!"

After finishing speaking, Linzhe was startled, and the look in his eyes returned to his usual indifference.

In fact, An Ye regretted it after saying this.

It was his suggestion to bring food for Lin Zhe, but it happened that he didn't bring it, and Teng Ming paid for it, but for some reason, he just couldn't say it.Before them, it was common for them to bring dinner or something.But why can't he say it now?

An Ye looked at his own shadow, a little confused.

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