"Teacher Lu Bai, let's have a match. If I lose, you can do whatever you want to me.”
Facing Lu Bai's invitation, Zhao Lei did not say that he would go, nor did he say that he would not go. Instead, he proposed a strange competition, which was not much different from the ancient martial arts competition for a spouse.
In the eyes of others, Zhao Lei's actions were too confusing. It was as if his brain was not very good. A big shot like Lu Bai had taken the initiative to invite him. What were you still pretending for? Didn't you know your identity?
However, this was precisely the special thing about romantics like Zhao Lei. If his brain was the same as a normal person's, would he have come out to be a wandering singer?
Compared to his future, Zhao Lei was more concerned about the thorn in his heart. He knew that he was not as good as Lu Bai, but out of the pride of a romanticist, he was still a little unwilling to be a subordinate of a young man who was a few years younger than him.
Even if the requirements of this competition would make Lu Bai feel disgusted and chase him away in the next second, missing a huge opportunity, Zhao Lei would accept it. Anyway, he seemed to have made "wrong" choices in the first half of his life. It did not matter if there was one more.
At this moment, Lu Bai was also smiling bitterly in his heart. Zhao Lei's personality was as stiff as titanium alloy. At this point, Lu Bai's plan could still change. He was quite helpless.
But then again, how could it be so easy to subdue a potential stock like Zhao Lei for his own use?
Did he really think that he was like those entertainment novels, where the main character shook his body and exuded a domineering aura, and that he could make those with potential bow their heads in worship? Even if he wanted to be a big brother in kindergarten, it wouldn't be so easy.
The reason why talents were talents was that they were born extraordinary. Not only did they have distinct and unique personalities, but they were also not people who could compromise with just a few words. They all had very strong beliefs and the courage to sacrifice themselves for their ideals.
Just like Shen Tong, Big Head Lei, and Zhao Lei, who hadn't worked hard in the industry for more than ten years before they truly became successful. If they didn't have this tenacity, they would have long changed careers and gone to work with their wives and children. They wouldn't have the glory they had later.
Therefore, to subdue such a potential stock was similar to torturing an eagle. It was also a test of the ability and patience of the superior. Only by being more ruthless than an eagle and enduring more than an eagle could one truly subdue this eagle and make it willingly obey one's orders.
Not to mention that Lu Bai wanted to subdue Zhao Lei now, even if Boss Yang wanted to subdue Lu Bai previously, didn't he spend so much effort and even personally drive Lu Bai home? Didn't he still fail?
However, there was also an advantage to Zhao Lei's stubborn personality. After subduing him, there was no doubt about his loyalty. Compared to those fence-sitters who would bend their heads and bow to the wind, as long as a person like Zhao Lei acknowledged you from the bottom of his heart, he would not leave you even if you were down and out in the future.
Therefore, Lu Bai was very patient and was even prepared to fight a long battle. After all, his plan for his entertainment career was not just to be a singer.
"How do you want to compete?"
As Lu Bai spoke, he lit a cigarette. Seeing Zhao Lei looking at the box of Dasu that Xu Zheng gave him, he knew that this kid was probably addicted. He would feel bad if he didn't have a cigarette after dinner, especially when he saw that others had lit it and he didn't.
However, with Zhao Lei's personality, it was probably not easy for him to take the initiative to ask for a cigarette. This kid was the typical type who was willing to suffer because he wanted to save face.
Hence, Lu Bai did not say anything else and directly threw the cigarette box and lighter to Zhao Lei. This action also made Zhao Lei's heart subconsciously warm up, and his expression seemed a little ashamed.
"Teacher Xiaobai, I want to see your creative ability with my own eyes.”
Yes, although Zhao Lei knew that Lu Bai had heaven-defying musical talent, he could not see it with his own eyes. He was still unconvinced. He heard rumors on the internet that Lu Bai wrote songs very quickly. Sometimes, he could even write a new song in half an hour.
Zhao Lei, who was also a composer himself, felt that those people were really good at bragging. According to the normal speed of composition, it was already considered rapid progress if they could come up with two lyrics in half an hour.
Therefore, Zhao Lei wanted to compete with Lu Bai. He did not want to directly compose a complete song. As long as there were roughly two lines of lyrics or music scores, the winner would be determined. After all, they were both musicians. The quality of a song could be determined by just two lines of lyrics.
"Alright, then why don't you set the question?"
Lu Bai did not find it annoying. On the contrary, he felt that people like Zhao Lei actually had an ancient atmosphere. After all, this kind of competition that seemed childish and ridiculous to outsiders was actually very popular in ancient times, such as fighting generals, poetry, and zither.
However, the people were getting more and more impetuous. This kind of thing was very rare. Just like Zhao Lei's suggestion now, if the person in front of him was not Lu Bai, he would ask him to get lost in a taxi…
Lu Bai's quick response had indeed stunned Zhao Lei. After all, there were not many people who were willing to accompany a romanticist like him in his "chuunibyou" these days.
With Lu Bai's status, if he were to compete with a wandering singer like him, it would be an unfair victory if he won. If he lost, it would be extremely embarrassing. Even Zhao Lei felt that his request was a little unreasonable, but he did not expect Lu Bai to really agree.
"Uh..."
Zhao Lei smoked and thought for a long time before saying.
"Teacher Xiao Bai, to be honest with you, before I came to give you my big gift, I stayed in Chengdu for more than a year. I have a good impression of that city. Why don't we use Chengdu as a topic and limit the time to half an hour to write something?”
In fact, Zhao Lei knew that Lu Bai was already giving him a lot of leeway by letting him come up with the question. After all, under the premise of not cheating, whoever came up with the question would have the advantage. However, Zhao Lei knew that he was most likely not as good as Lu Bai, so it was fine if he was given a chance.
Fortunately, he had long wanted to write a song about Chengdu. Although he had not officially started writing, he already had some vague ideas in his mind. Compared to Lu Bai's " starting from scratch ", it was much easier.
Lu Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself,'You could have chosen any topic, but you had to choose Chengdu. If you had chosen another topic, I would have had to think for a few more minutes. If you chose this topic, wouldn't you be walking right into a trap?'
"Sure, then let's do it."
Thus, the two musicians with vastly different statuses began the competition with full confidence. Each of them had a piece of paper and a pen, and the time limit was half an hour. The song they wrote was not complete, but a few sentences were not a problem.
However, as soon as this "chuunibyou" competition began, Zhao Lei heard the sound of rustling words coming from Lu Bai's side. Zhao Lei was so frightened that he quickly turned his head to look, only to find that Lu Bai was writing furiously.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Lei's eyeballs almost flew out on the spot. He thought to himself, are you f * cking writing a song? Even those stinky novelists aren't as fast as you! After all, it's a proposition that I gave. Don't you even need to think about it?？？
However, on second thought, Zhao Lei wondered if Lu Bai wanted to use this method to give him psychological pressure. Or was it Lu Bai's habit of scribbling on paper to find inspiration?
However, no matter what, Lu Bai continued to write. Zhao Lei did not dare to delay any longer. He quickly lit a cigarette and pondered.
In fact, this match did not even take half an hour. Ten minutes later, Zhao Lei saw Lu Bai throw down his pen, lit a cigarette, and entered a state of rest. He did not have any intention of writing anymore.
Seeing Lu Bai like this, Zhao Lei's face was filled with question marks. He could not care less about the rule of 'no whispering during the competition' and could not help but ask.
"Teacher Xiaobai, you…you finished writing?”
"Yes, I'm done."
Zhao Lei: "??"
At this point, the competition could no longer continue because Zhao Lei's mentality had already collapsed. Lu Bai's actions had completely destroyed Zhao Lei's limited creative inspiration.
What the hell? You praised me for writing it right away, and it's only been ten minutes, and you're telling me that you're done?
Hence, Zhao Lei, who was full of doubts, stopped the match. He really could not help but want to see what Lu Bai had written on that piece of paper. One had to know that there were only two crooked words on Zhao Lei's piece of paper…
When Zhao Lei finally received Lu Bai's piece of paper and saw the complete song written on it, he was petrified on the spot. It was as if he had been hit by an acupuncture hand. He did not move or speak for an entire minute.
"What made me cry was not only the wine last night. What made me reluctant to part was not only your gentleness…"
"How much longer do I have to walk…You held my hand…What makes me feel troubled is the freedom to struggle…"
" Parting is always in September. Memories are the sorrow of longing. In late autumn, the tender green weeping willows kissed my forehead…"
" Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu. Oh, oh, oh, until all the lights go out, you won't stop…"
Zhao Lei looked at the lyrics and score in silence. He was already numb from the shock. This was because he was the one who came up with the proposition. There was no possibility of Lu Bai cheating.
Therefore, such an excellent song was written by Lu Bai in just ten minutes without even thinking!
Such monstrous talent was like the reincarnation of a literary star. How could he, Zhao Lei, compare? Was there a comparison?
The most important thing was that this song felt inexplicably familiar to Zhao Lei. There was a sense of destiny in him. He felt that this song seemed to have been written into his heart.
Zhao Lei finally sighed deeply when he thought of this.
"Teacher Xiaobai, I admit defeat. You're the true genius. You can chase me away or bring me to the imperial capital. From now on, I'll do whatever you want me to do.”
Zhao Lei, this eagle who was suffering, finally lowered his proud head in front of Lu Bai.
However, what was unexpected was that Lu Bai's expression did not change at all. He only asked indifferently.
"Do you really do whatever I tell you to do?”
"Yes... Yes…"
"Then go clean the bowl of instant noodles and return it to the hotel's kitchen.”
Zhao Lei: "??????"
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