At this moment, in Beijing Drama Academy, Dorm 203.
A young man who was lying on the bed and watching the live broadcast was excited.
"F * ck, Jiang Feng is actually going to sing in an opera. I'm looking forward to it.”
"A genius like him, I wonder what kind of drama he will write.”
The young man was one of Jiang Feng's fans. He was a third-year student at the Imperial Capital Academy of Drama.
"Forget it, Ah Long. If you ask me, the songs on the internet these days are like a pile of sh * t. They really think they're acting.”
"The singing style left behind by our ancestor is the real opera style.”
Another young man on the bed next door poured cold water on him.
"Brother Hu, Jiang Feng is different. The three songs he wrote before were all very good songs.”
"I feel that the script he wrote should be different from the others.”
Ah Long was a little unhappy after being splashed with cold water.
"Who is Jiang Feng?"
Brother Tiger asked in confusion.
"He's a live streamer on Shark Battle Platform. The songs he wrote are very nice. He's going to sing an ancient style opera soon. Do you want to hear it?”
Ah Long thought that Brother Tiger was interested in the live broadcast he was watching, so he quickly tried to persuade him.
"Tsk, I thought it was some big shot. So it's a web streamer?”
"How can such a person write an opera? And you can sing it?"
"Don't tease me. Listen to it yourself.”
Brother Tiger said disdainfully, then turned around and went to sleep.
"Alright then."
Ah Long felt a little wronged, but there was nothing he could do.
After all, Brother Tiger's performance in the drama major was indeed much better than his.
Moreover, he had even taken Old Master Li from Grand View Garden as his master.
One had to know that the Grand View Garden was the largest pear garden in the capital.
As for Old Master Li, he was a highly respected senior in the group. He was the idol of countless people in the country.
Therefore, Brother Tiger had the right to look down on those so-called melodramatic songs on the Internet.
They could also look down on web streamers.
...
Five minutes was not a long time.
However, no one left the live broadcast room.
On the contrary, the number of people in the live broadcast room was still rising.
Countless people were silently looking at Jiang Feng as he seriously wrote the lyrics on the paper.
Although they could not see the lyrics, they could see how serious Jiang Feng was.
Very quickly.
Five minutes had passed.
At this moment, Jiang Feng finally raised his head and put down the pen in his hand.
Then, he picked up the guitar beside him.
"Did he really finish it in five minutes?”
Sister Zhou saw Jiang Feng put down his pen and looked at the time. It was exactly five minutes.
He asked in surprise.
As for the netizens in the live broadcast room, they were already used to it.
"He can indeed do it."
"Otherwise, why would he be called a genius?”
"His talent is definitely the best I've ever seen.”
"He wrote the previous three songs this way.”
The netizens in Sister Zhou's live broadcast room said one after another.
"Then why didn't you give him a gift when he's so talented and sings so well?”
Sister Zhou was puzzled.
“.......”
"It's precisely because he's talented that we hate him for not living up to his expectations!!!”
"If he's an untalented streamer, we won't care about him.”
"You will know in the future."
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room were all speechless.
It seemed that Sister Zhou had never seen this guy's true colors.
When she saw it with her own eyes, she would know how detestable this guy was.
He did not want to ride on the popularity of the Internet.
He would not sign a contract with a music company.
Even when the director of the new rap invited him, he refused.
After earning a few hundred yuan, he would go offline.
The netizens were anxious.
However, Jiang Feng just kept putting up a show.
However, the netizens did not plan to tell Sister Zhou directly.
They wanted Sister Zhou to comprehend it herself.
Just as Sister Zhou was chatting with the bullet screen in the live broadcast room.
Jiang Feng was already prepared.
He picked up the guitar and strummed it a few times.
It was as if he was testing the strings.
Then, he coughed twice.
"Thank you for your super rocket support.”
"That's why I wrote this song for her.”
"However, because Little Missy doesn't have a story herself.”
"Then I'll make up a story. Now, I'll tell it to everyone.”
"This story can also be considered the background of this song.”
Jiang Feng cleared his throat and said to his viewers.
“.......”
"You can even bring your own story?"
"Awesome. It's one thing for you to compose a song in five minutes, but you even made up a background story?”
"Why don't you go to heaven?"
"I want to see what kind of story you can tell.”
When the netizens heard this song and its background story, they felt that it was awesome.
"There's a background story?"
Sister Zhou's eyes lit up when she heard that.
This super fire seemed to be worth it.
Not only could he write a song, but he could also add a background story to it.
This was simply a buy one get one free.
At this moment, Jiang Feng had already started to tell the story in a low voice.
" On the night of July 7th, the 26th year of the Republic of China, as the Japanese soldiers fired, the whole country was plunged into an abyss of suffering. At this time, Anyuan County, which had not yet been affected by the war, was peaceful. The theater stage was still singing the joys and sorrows of 'Peach Blossom Fan'. After you finished singing, I came on stage. It's just that I don't know whose joys and sorrows are being sung in this play.”
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