Ba is always my career fan [entertainment]

In the practice classroom of the creative group, Yang Li sat cross-legged on the floor, besieging the city with the girls next to him.

"What do you think is the most important thing in songwriting?" Yang Li asked.

Immediately someone raised his hand, "Music theory knowledge!"

"I also need to know a musical instrument, such as the piano."

"Lyrics also need to be learned, such as rhyming, flat tones and so on."

"I still need to absorb other people's experience and figure out how to write a good song."

Yang Li waited for them to finish chatting before releasing the answer slowly, "Actually, it should be inspiration. The person who first wrote the song must want to express something through the song, not write the song for the sake of writing the song."

"That's it!" Everyone suddenly realized.

"Teacher Na Yang wrote so many songs, did he also want to express something?" someone asked.

Yang Li replied bluntly, "Yes."

Mai Yanchen bit the chocolate bar in his mouth, leaned closer to Yang Li, pressed him down and asked, "Liangliang, what do you want to express when you write a song?"

"Ah?" Yang Li fell down on the soft sofa, listened to his question, and glanced at the screen in confusion.

On the TV, the next preview of "Dream" is being played.

Mai Yanchen has watched the trailer video for a total of 3 minutes for the eighth time, and I don't know why he likes watching trailers so much.

"It must be because I want to vent some emotion, that's why I wrote the song. You get up first..." Yang Li put his hands on his shoulders, pushed his boyfriend up, sat up straight and said to him, "For example, when I wrote "Dream When I saw ", in fact, I haven't thought about what kind of person I will become in the future, and which path I will take. I just want to write something purely."

For a long time in the past, everyone thought that "Dream" was about the erotic dream of a teenager.

After Yang Li's explanation, the audience came to their senses.

The wind, flowers, snow and moon in the song are all his beautiful thoughts.

"Is that so." Mai Yanchen continued to ask, "And then? You wrote so many songs."

"Then..." Yang Li quickly guessed what Mai Yanchen was thinking, and looked straight at him, "Just tell me what you want to hear."

Mai Yanchen looked away, and added vaguely, "Just... the new album."

He really wanted to know this, Yang Li stared at him amusedly.

Even though they have been dating for so long, and they know each other well, why is Mr. Yan still so hard to talk about it?

"I wrote it for you." Yang Li replied generously.

Mai Yanchen immediately turned around and stared at him closely, with hot flames in his eyes.

"Can't you hear it?" He composed the music and wrote the lyrics, expressing his emotions so clearly, why did his boyfriend go to the trouble of asking himself for proof.

"You never said that!" Mai Yanchen complained.

"I said it a long time ago." Yang Li defended himself, "I like you, how many times do you want me to say it."

"..." Mai Yanchen pursed his lips, stared at him for a while, and then said, "Liangliang, you made a foul."

Yang Li, who had won a big victory, chuckled twice, picked up the crumpled class notes, spread them on his knees, and continued to study.

"Is it summer vacation after the exam tomorrow?" Mai Yanchen continued to harass the little classmates to study hard.

"Yeah." Yang Li said without raising his head, "I haven't applied for a subject, and I don't need to stay in school during the summer vacation."

Mai Yanchen eagerly suggested, "The summer vacation will be more than two months, where do you want to go?"

Hearing his voice, Yang Li raised his face and stared at Mai Yanchen in disbelief, "Boss, can I have summer vacation?"

The recording of "Dream" lasted until July, and when Yang Li celebrated his birthday on July [-]th, there will be a press conference for this year to announce his concert.

After his birthday, Yang Li will start preparing for the concert.At the same time, "Yao Ge" will be released in the summer, and he has been running around to promote it, with a full schedule.

Yang Li, who has just entered university, has completely lost the summer vacation.

Mai Yanchen choked when he heard his question, and said seriously, "Sure enough, the schedule is too tight, I'll go talk to Wen Jiu."

"Don't!" Yang Li put down the course notes, hugged him lazily and said, "Actually, my schedule is very loose now, but I want to prepare well for the concert, so I don't have time."

Mr. Yan frowned in disapproval, "You're pushing yourself so hard again."

"It's the first time..." Yang Li whispered.

He used to dream of having his own concert, but now that his dream is about to come true, Yang Li will naturally be more cautious.

"Okay." Mai Yanchen ruffles his hair indulgently, thinks carefully for a while, and then has a new idea, "Yes! Let's find a place that can help you prepare for the concert and relax by the way. ?”

Yang Li stared at him suspiciously, "Is there such a place?"

As a result, the day after the exam, Yang Li asked the "Dream" program team for three days off.

The program team is arranging trainee advertising campaigns and offline meetings, just to give him time.

Yang Li boarded a flight to country b, preparing to participate in the Million Music Festival there.

Country b is known as the country of 'per capita artist', and the streets are full of homeless men selling paintings and singing.

They carry easels on their backs, or hold guitars in their arms, and sit in a tree-lined place at random for a whole day, performing for passers-by.

The music in country b is very different from domestic music, and it is known for its freedom.Here, whenever you find a restaurant or bar, there will be wandering singers coming in to sing, which offsets the cost of meals and drinks.

As long as they sing well enough to make customers applaud, the boss is willing to agree to this payment method.When meeting a homeless man whose singing voice is particularly moving, he will be paid a reward to invite him to come back next time.

Although country b is small in size and its economy is not developed, its cultural field is world-renowned.

Throughout the ages, there have been many well-known painters, writers and singers in China. The traditional music festival has been around for more than 300 years and continues to this day.

The country b music festival is held four times a year, and every time the season changes, musicians from the whole country will gather.

The organizer only needs to set up a stage for them. During the festival, there will be people spontaneously singing and performing different styles of repertoire from morning till night.

There are a lot of onlookers off the court. As a grand festival celebrated by the whole country, idlers from the whole country will gather here.

Their reactions are also very real. They applaud when they meet someone they like, and they will mercilessly sigh face-to-face when they meet an ugly singer.

Yang Li suffered from mild airsickness, which occurred intermittently. This flight made him dizzy again, and he couldn't eat anything on the plane.

As soon as he arrived at the airport, Mai Yanchen immediately took him to a nearby restaurant for food.

The two picked a local specialty restaurant, and when they entered, there happened to be street singers preparing to perform.

The singer was dressed casually, even a little worn out. There were several holes in the hat placed by the table, and there were a few small notes inside.

After Yang Li ordered the food, the tramp over there adjusted the strings of the guitar and played two notes softly.

He sang a local folk song with a distinct style, and his singing voice was cheerful and delicate, which did not match his rough and shabby image at all.

The man sang very well, and everyone in the restaurant stopped to eat, and passers-by also came in to listen to his singing attentively.

When he finished singing, the battered hat was full of coins and bills.The shopkeeper took two banknotes and stuffed them into his pocket, smiling and welcoming him to come back next time.

The street singer poured the money from the hat into the guitar case and left without hesitation.

Yang Li watched his back going away, feeling very strange.

He had heard the rumors of country b before, and thought it was the result of beautification, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to really happen here.

"The two of you are foreigners, right?" The diners at the table next to him came over with their plates and chatted enthusiastically with Yang Li and the others in broken English.

"Yes." Yang Li replied.

From the mouth of the diners, Yang Li learned that the person just now was a well-known wandering singer all over the country.If there is a homeless contest, he will definitely be ranked in the top three.

"In fact, he is very rich, even richer than those entrepreneurs. However, he prefers to enjoy the freedom of wandering." The diner said adoringly, "He must have appeared in this city to participate in the music festival. It's really exciting Ah. You must come and see it then!"

"Okay, that's why we came here." Yang Li said hastily.

After eating, the two casually walked on the streets of foreign countries.

In the early summer, the trees are thick with leaves, and many homeless people sit in the shadow under the trees, set up easels, and paint the scenery and the passers-by around them.

People who pass by the roadside will pay to buy their words if they think their paintings are beautiful.

"You wanted to live this kind of life before?" Yang Li asked him curiously.

"How do you know?" Mai Yanchen really thought about this kind of life, but he never mentioned it to Yang Li.

Yang Li replied, "Wen Jiu said it."

"Tsk, he talks a lot." Boss Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"This kind of life is wonderful! Do you still think about it now?" Yang Li blinked and asked softly.

Mai Yanchen thought for a moment, then answered distressedly, "I don't know."

When he saw those wandering painters, he still felt yearning in his heart.

But is Mai Yanchen willing to exchange lives with them?

Should not be willing.

"Since you don't know, why don't you give it a try?" Yang Li looked around and urged, "There are many shops selling painting materials nearby. Anyway, the music festival starts to get busy at night, so I'll accompany you to paint, okay?"

try it?

Mai Yanchen heard the sound of the wind blowing across the long street, as if returning to the days when he was young and yearned for freedom the most.

"Okay." Mai Yanchen said.

Yang Li accompanied him to buy a drawing board, drawing paper, and various drawing tools.

Mai Yanchen picked and picked, and chose an inconspicuous flower bed at the corner of the street.

He propped up the easel and signaled Yang Li to stand in front of the drawing board, "You can do whatever you want, you don't need to stand."

"Draw me again?"

"Yes." Mai Yanchen laid out the drawing paper and said seriously, "I can only draw you now."

"...I always feel a little guilty." Yang Li said softly, "I restricted your art?"

"It should be said that you are my art." Mai Yanchen said lightly.

When Yang Li heard this, he looked around subconsciously, feeling a little lucky that no one knew Chinese.

Otherwise, if this sentence is heard by others, he will feel that he has lost a lot.

Yang Li blinked and said sweetly, "Your love words are getting better and better."

"I learned it all from you, can I pass?" Mai Yanchen joked along with his words.

"Of course, it's okay to be a teacher." Yang Li said bluntly.

While the two were talking, Mai Yanchen had already adjusted the angle, and used a pencil to outline Yang Li's outline on the drawing paper.

He has painted Yang Li too many times, and he can draw a little boyfriend with his eyes closed.

Even so, he still draws two strokes to look at Yang Li, and then draws a few more strokes.

Yang Li was not in a hurry, he sat in front of him, took out his small notebook, and recorded his thoughts casually.

The corner where the two were located was originally very remote, but as time went by, people gradually noticed them and gathered around to discuss something in the local language.

Mai Yanchen was a little uncomfortable at first, but after thinking about it, no one here knows them, so what can be restrained?

He focused on tracing Yang Li's appearance until he wrote the last few strokes, when a woman surrounded him and chattered to him.

Mai Yanchen couldn't understand, and looked at Yang Li blankly.

"She wants you to sell her the painting." Yang Li translated online.

"Do you want this one?" Mai Yanchen was very surprised, he didn't expect to sell paintings so easily.

If he had become a wandering painter...

Forget it, don't mention the past again.

"Well, she wants this pair." After communicating with the woman, Yang Li told Mai Yanchen the result.

Without any hesitation, Mr. Yan took off the drawing paper and handed it to Yang Li, "This painting is for you, you can decide."

Yang Li held the painting, thought for a moment, and said something to the woman.

The woman showed a regretful expression and left slowly.

Where the two of them didn't pay attention, a reporter recognized Yang Li, filmed the scene and posted it on the public platform.

The news spread quickly, and the large number of Li guards and Yanyang girls rushed over immediately, screaming at the video.

[The class represents the translation in the front row!Yang Li said it was given to me by my boyfriend (well, I mean that gentleman), so I can't give it to you, sorry. 】

[Ah, ah, they are too sweet!At first, the drawing board was blocking the camera and I didn’t see the face. I just thought that the temperament of these two little brothers was a good match. After seeing the painting clearly, I realized that it was Zong Yan and Yang Li]

[So they rushed out of the country and planned to show it all over the world? 】

[Sisters who talk about showing off all over the world are too beautiful hahaha!Yanyang girl is still waiting for the news of the real lord in the country, but she didn't expect the real lord to show up in country b]

[In fact, Country B is quite suitable for them. Mr. Yan sells paintings and Li Li sells songs, and they will jointly perform The Wandering Sunshine]

[The Wandering Sunshine has contracted my joke today!Hahahahahahahahahahaha, did you not find Mr. Yan's paintings are very beautiful? 】

[You are absent from class, the encyclopedia says Mr. Yan used to be a major.Don’t you think Mr. Yan’s painting style is a bit familiar?]

[Shhh—see through, let’s pretend we don’t know that Mr. Maili is Mr. Yan’s vest, otherwise Mr. Yan and Mr. Maili will be angry]

[Upstairs you are too bad!I also mentioned it twice on purpose hahahaha! 】

【So we all stand in the sun, but Mr. Yan likes to work hard? 】

【Eh... hard work sounds dirty】

The frenzy of flooding the Internet did not affect the two parties involved.

Yang Li found a painting shop nearby, carefully mounted the painting given to him by her boyfriend, and sent it back to the hotel for careful storage.

"It's just drawing casually, you don't need to be so cautious." Mai Yanchen followed behind, seeing that Yang Li was suffering from airsickness, and had to spend a lot of time storing portraits.He said distressedly, "If you like it, I will draw a few more pictures for you when I get back, and frame them all."

"Okay!" Yang Li agreed happily, holding the painting inlaid with a solid wood frame and said, "But, I can't not cherish this one just because you will draw a lot of paintings for me."

Mai Yanchen supported the picture frame, silently staring at Yang Li.

"For example. I know you like me very, very much!" Yang Li blinked, met his eyes, and said seriously, "But it doesn't mean that I don't have to cherish those tiny likings of yours. "

"What nonsense?" Mai Yanchen muttered, "Even if you do that..."

"I won't do that." Yang Li interrupted him and said seriously, "Thank you for liking me."

Mai Yanchen lowered his eyes and stared at him for a few minutes.

In the end, he didn't say anything more, he held the heavy frame firmly, and urged softly, "Let's go, I'll take it back for you."

"Mr. Mai Yanchen." Yang Li solemnly stopped him, "Are you shy just now?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Mai Yanchen lowered his voice, his tone was more solemn than his.

Yang Li was not fooled by his tone, and smiled happily, "Sure enough. We have been dating for a long time."

"I've said it all..." Mai Yanchen wanted to argue.

"Huh?" Yang Li's clear and clean eyes stared at him with the magic power to see through people's hearts.

Mai Yanchen looked away, and held back the rest of the words.

Yang Li laughed even more unscrupulously, like a spoiled child.

Seeing him like this, Mai Yanchen's emotions were affected, and he looked at him indulgently.

Well, I love it.

After moving the picture frame to the hotel with difficulty, Yang Li took a short rest for two hours.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yang Li was awakened by singing and cheering in the distance, and immediately jumped up from the bed.

Mr. Yan has been awake for a long time, leaning against the window and drinking red wine.He turned his gaze sideways, looking through the window at the bright lights in the distance.

"Are you awake?" Mai Yanchen leaned forward half a step, and stood up straight in front of Yang Li's bed, "The concert is starting to be lively, do you want to go see it?"

"Of course we're going!" Yang Li said flatly.

The two walked out of the hotel side by side. Mr. Yan's assistant had a wide range of businesses and called a car for them in advance.

The road from the hotel to the concert site was particularly congested, with vehicles and pedestrians rushing there.

Halfway through, the car they were riding in was completely immobile.

There was still a short distance from the scene, and the two jumped out of the car, mixed into the carnival crowd on both sides, and walked forward with difficulty amidst their joyful shouts.

The closer you get to the venue, the more crowded the audience in front of you, and the scene is much more spectacular than the concerts of top domestic singers.

The two of them hadn't touched the gate of the venue, they were already caught in the crowd, unable to move an inch.

"What should I do?" Yang Li leaned closer to Mai Yanchen, shouting so that he could hear his own voice, "I can't get in at all!"

Mai Yanchen was also aware of this, and suggested, "Why don't we go back? Come here early tomorrow and get in early."

"It's a good idea." Yang Li agreed first, and then reminded, "We can't get out at all!"

Mai Yanchen: ...

He glanced back, and there was a carnival crowd behind him, applauding and shouting for the singer who couldn't see anyone at all, completely immersed in the music world, and he didn't mean to back down at all.

More people gathered to block the front tightly.

Boss Yan pursed his lips tightly and frowned slightly, seriously considering whether he should ask his assistant to send a helicopter to take them away from the air.

Just as the two of them were caught in a dilemma, the inner passage beside the venue opened, and a petite girl walked out of it. Taking advantage of her small stature, she squeezed through the crowd and approached Yang Li with difficulty.

"Yang Li, come with me!" The girl hurriedly shouted, grabbed Yang Li's arm and walked inside.

Yang Li was dragged into the crowd by her, subconsciously grabbed Mai Yanchen, and interlocked his fingers.

In the process of being pushed around, Yang Li realized that the local girl called her name just now, using substandard Chinese.

This is not surprising. Chinese is the most spoken language in the world, and a considerable number of people in every country learn Chinese.

She knows herself and can call her by name, probably because she has been exposed to the entertainment industry during the process of learning Chinese.

So, what is she going to do with herself now?

Is the entry through the inside channel?

If so, being a star is a real convenience.

The girl obviously adapted to the local environment better, and soon broke through the crowded audience and returned to the side of the small passage.

Yang Li noticed that the passage was not locked, it was just wide open.

However, in such a crowded environment, no one went in.

Even when Yang Li passed by, he subconsciously made way for a passage.

Is there any secret hidden in the passage?Yang Li had this thought, but dismissed it within a few minutes.

Through the long passage, they came directly to the side of the stage.There was a row of benches, and on the benches sat many people who were intoxicated by the music and shaking their heads.

Across a barrier that didn't have much protective effect, two meters away were dense crowds of spectators.

The shouts and screams at the scene can overturn the sky, and it is a veritable national carnival.

Yang Li glanced at Mai Yanchen in confusion, and asked softly, "Did we take a shortcut to get in?"

Mai Yanchen observed the scene and said cautiously, "Probably not."

Judging by the current situation, it should be…

As soon as Mr. Yan finished speaking, the crazy singers on the stage had finished their performance, they turned a few somersaults excitedly, jumped off the stage, and stopped beside Yang Li.

A man stood up from the corner, holding a guitar and slowly came to the stage.

When Yang Li saw his hat with a hole in it, he realized that the other party was the vagabond singer he met during the day, who was said to be ranked among the top ten in the country.

"This should be the backstage." Mai Yanchen came to a conclusion, spread his hands and said, "She probably recognized you and asked you to come and sing."

"Let me?" Yang Li opened his eyes wide in bewilderment, and turned to confirm with the little girl.

The little girl disappeared long ago, Yang Li searched and searched, and finally found her on the stage.

It turned out that that person was the host of the show, and at the moment, he was introducing the next homeless man emotionally.

The Tramp is clearly a regular at the festival, and the audience knows him, and the mood climbs to new heights again.

The homeless man plucked the strings, and the melodious music immediately resounded through the speaker, resounding throughout the venue, and spread to several nearby streets.

The girl came down from the stage and saw Yang Li standing there, she rushed to him enthusiastically, talking to him alternately in her native language, Chinese, and English, expressing her excitement.

"...I didn't expect that you would come to the music festival too. I really like your songs."

"Well, did you misunderstand something?" Yang Li waved his hands nervously, and quickly explained, "I just came to see, I didn't intend to sing on stage."

"Why?" The girl covered her chest, deeply shocked, "You sing so beautifully, why should you be stingy with your singing voice!"

"It's not stingy..." Yang Li tried to explain.

"Because you are a superstar? As long as you perform well on stage, our country and people will pay you handsome rewards!"

"Please let me speak?" Yang Li interrupted her, fighting for a chance to speak for himself, "Because I'm not from country b, and I'm not very good at country b's songs. If I play rashly, I'm afraid it will affect your music festival."

Yang Li held Mai Yanchen's hand and said sincerely, "I just came here to have a look and gain experience from live performances."

"Oh, I see." The girl showed a disappointed expression on her face. She was unwilling to give up casually, and urged Yang Li again to say, "Are you really unwilling to go on stage? Our music festival is very free, and singers from all over the world are welcome! There were other music festivals in the past. People from other countries stand on stage and perform their own songs, we all welcome them very much.”

Hearing her words, Yang Li relaxed a little.

The girl noticed it and said persistently, "No matter how many performances you watch, it's better to gain experience by trying it yourself. And you sing so well, I'm sure it will be a sensation in the audience!"

Yang Li glanced at Mai Yanchen, and saw encouragement in the other's eyes.

"That……"

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