If You Don't Know How to Compose, I Can Write a Song for You
The Tomorrow's Son had three tracks.
Yang Mi represented the beauty track.
Hua Chenyu represented the Demonic Tune Racetrack.
Old Xue represented Solitary Racetrack.
In the preliminaries, Su Fan chose the Solitary Racetrack.
This match was also a competition between the Solitary Beauty Race Track and the Attractive Race Track.
Whoever won would advance.
As the host, Teacher He, finished speaking.
The camera cut to the three mentors.
First was Yang Mi.
Yang Mi, who was standing in the guest seat, stared at Su Fan.
After a while, she said as if she was sighing.
"You're really a person with a story. If there's a chance, I really want to know your story.”
"This song really moved me. I almost burst into tears just now.”
As she spoke, Yang Mi rubbed her reddened eyes.
"Of course, your song is very good, but our appearance track also performed well this time.”
"So what is your choice?" Teacher He asked.
"Su Fan." Yang Mi said directly.
Whoosh!
Yang Mi said.
Cheers rang out in the stadium.
To them, Su Fan's choice was well-deserved.
After all, the public's eyes were bright.
The songs she sang were those that groaned or screamed.
How could it compare to Su Fan's song?
" It's the next star promotion officer's turn. Huahua, give your review. Will you give your promotion?"
"Huahua, your vote is very important. Whether Su Fan can advance directly depends on you.”
As Mr. He's voice rang out, the camera panned to another guest, Hua Chenyu.
Mr. He said this to give Hua Chenyu a little nudge.
After all, in this comparison, anyone with discerning eyes could tell who sang better.
Moreover, the audience's reaction was so intense.
If they didn't vote for Su Fan, the show would be called shady.
Hua Chenyu didn't answer. He only picked up the microphone and remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"Actually, these two people are not easy to choose. These two people are singers who have the ability to silence the entire audience from the beginning.”
"Su Fan sang very well. It's like a glass of old wine that needs to be slowly savored.”
"But…I think your song still needs to be improved.”
"Although the lyrics are powerful, the tune is too dull.”
"It makes people feel like it's a song that's all over the street. It doesn't make my eyes light up.”
Hua Chenyu's tone was calm.
However, one could clearly hear his pride from his words.
Old Xue frowned and felt a little unhappy.
Rotten saliva on the streets?
How can you write such a song?
Hua Chenyu continued.
"Of course, if you don't know how to compose, I can help you compose and help you write better songs.”
"Any song I write is much better than yours.”
As soon as these words were said, Old Xue, who was at the side, was already almost unable to hold back the power of desolation.
Crazy! My people still want you to compose for me? How shameless are you?
And…any song was better than this one?
？？？
The camera landed on Su Fan.
At this moment, he was not displeased by Hua Chenyu's words.
He said calmly.
"I don't care what others think. I just want to sing my song.”
"And your song made me feel the same way. If you don't know how to write lyrics, I can help you write better lyrics.”
These words sounded like a normal conversation.
If you don't listen to the content, it's like asking, have you eaten? Words like that.
However…
Everyone heard what he said clearly.
To put it bluntly, wasn't that the same as saying that Hua Chenyu's lyrics were trash?
Hearing this, Hua Chenyu raised his eyebrows and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.
He was arrogant, but he didn't think that this person would be even more arrogant.
At this moment.
Xue Zhiqian finally couldn't stand the power of the Chaos.
"Wait, Hua Chenyu, don't say anything! Listen to me."
The camera then turned to Xue Zhiqian.
Many of the audience members in the stadium were in a melon-watching mode.
Su Fan was a racer at Xue Zhiqian's track.
Moreover…
Xue Zhiqian and Hua Chenyu weren't that close.
The scene was silent.
Xue Zhiqian said word by word.
"I think that for us songwriters, songs are important.”
"But…"
"Words are more important!"
There was a sudden twist, and he deliberately added a few tones to the last sentence.
The audience perked up their ears.
An emphasis and an emphasis.
These two directions were different.
"This song was sung very well. The audience below the stage was moved. For a song to be able to do this, it has already surpassed 99% of singers.”
Many of the audience members nodded in agreement.
After all, compared to that sickly song, Su Fan's song moved him more.
"So, Old Xue, who are you voting for?" Mr. He asked at the right time.”
"Su Fan! I will definitely vote for Su Fan."
Old Xue slammed his laptop onto the ground and said firmly.
"That's all for today!"
"In the future, as long as Su Fan sings an original song, I will always vote for him!”
Whoosh!
The scene was instantly in an uproar.
Directly protect it!
Until now, no contestant had been able to make Old Xue do this!
"Because this song really hit my heart.”
"I've been writing lyrics for twelve years.”
"Su Fan, you're the most talented songwriter among the younger generation!”
As soon as he said that, the audience cheered again.
Old Xue's evaluation was in stark contrast to Hua Chenyu's.
"Thank you."
Su Fan thanked him softly.
He was already so supportive, so it really wouldn't make sense if he didn't thank him.
"No need to thank me. This is your strength.”
Xue Zhiqian said immediately.
"Believe in yourself. Talent can defeat everything!”
The effects of the program were immediately maximized.
The live audience felt as if they were watching to their heart's content.
The depression caused by Hua Chenyu's words had also dissipated.
……
"Flower, what is your choice?"
The host, Mr. He, changed the topic.
At this moment, Hua Chenyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Fan with a pair of foxy eyes.
He secretly remembered this youth in his heart.
"Su Fan," he replied casually.”
Although he did not like the tune of this song.
But he was not a fool.
Su Fan was very popular after this song.
If he voted no, it would be equivalent to risking universal condemnation, and it would be meaningless.
……
"Good! In that case, congratulations to our contestant Su Fan for advancing to the next round!”
As Mr. He's voice fell.
The crowd cheered.
The matter had also come to an end.
The next contestants also began to go on stage.
As for the next match.
Su Fan didn't pay too much attention to it and focused on the system.
Just now, when Hua Chenyu was commenting.
The system's voice sounded in his mind.
"Ding! [Triggered selection mission: Become the most popular player in the next match!] [Reward: One song draw!]
He would become the most popular player in the next round!
Even though she sang "People Like Me" very well in this match, she was still very happy.
However, compared to the veteran players who had accumulated popularity long ago, there was still a big gap.
He was only ranked fourth in the popularity rankings.
"We still need an explosive song.”
Su Fan rubbed his chin and thought.
He suddenly remembered that he had a lucky draw after completing the mission.
He wondered what song he would get.
Su Fan's heart skipped a beat.
The lottery draw began!
Ten seconds later.
A familiar voice sounded in his mind.
"Ding! The lottery draw was completed! "Congratulations on obtaining the reward: Relieve Sorrow."
Relieve one's worries!
If this song was released, wouldn't it be a killing blow?
A toast to freedom, a toast to death.
A toast to Hua Chenyu and a toast to him.
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