If it was said that Jiang Feng's first song was only written by Flower and Grass, then he would be the only one who would support him.
Then, this time, dozens of people in the live stream sent bullet comments, wanting Jiang Feng to write a song for him.
"I'll do it!"
"I'll do it!"
"I'm willing to take two planes!"
"I bid five!"
The group of people in the live broadcast room started arguing.
"My ex-girlfriend has a terminal illness and wants to hear the host write a song!”
"My ex-boyfriend is the seventh. What's wrong with asking me to give him a song?”
"Host, I'm blind. Can you write a song for me?”
Just as everyone in the live broadcast room was still arguing, an ID with the name 'Want to see tomorrow' sent a bullet comment.
All of a sudden, the entire live broadcast room fell silent.
"Blind people can watch live broadcasts?"
"Don't tell me he's using our sympathy?”
The netizens in the live broadcast room did not believe it.
"I can't see…But I can hear you."
He wanted to see tomorrow's ID and sent a bullet comment.
Indeed, sincerity was the ultimate skill of the internet.
This time, no one in the live broadcast room was arguing with this netizen who wanted to see tomorrow.
"Alright, then it's you. You want to see the netizens tomorrow.”
Jiang Feng naturally saw the bullet comments in the livestream.
"Give me five minutes."
Jiang Feng took out his guitar washi.
Then, he began to 'compose' his work.
While Jiang Feng was composing, many new people entered the stream.
Obviously, they did not know what Jiang Feng was doing.
The old viewers in the live broadcast room were also explaining to the newcomers.
However, the new audience naturally did not believe it.
"Writing a song live in five minutes? Can it still be good?"
"I don't believe it anyway."
"I reckon that what he wrote was also made up.”
"No wonder the Chinese music industry is so chaotic now. It seems like anyone can write songs.”
"If he can really write this, I can guarantee that he won't plagiarize. I'll sign him into the company directly, okay?”
In the live broadcast room, a staff member from a music company came in by chance.
After seeing Jiang Feng's pretentious creation, he said directly.
Obviously, he knew what he was doing.
He knew that it was impossible to compose a song in such a short time.
He worked in a music company, so he naturally knew that most of the good songs were composed in more than a few months.
Some songs even required one to two years of practice.
And there was only one type of song that could be produced in a very short period of time, and that was plagiarism.
Therefore, he did not believe it.
Not only did he not believe it, even the thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room did not believe it.
They had come later and had never heard of Jiang Feng's " The Bride Is Not Me."
However, when they heard the old audience say that it was very good, they were naturally filled with anticipation.
Soon, five minutes passed.
Jiang Feng also put away his pen and paper and put down his guitar.
"After hearing the story of the blind brother, I decided to write a song for him.”
"The name of this song is 'You Are My Eye'.”
"I hope this brother can recover soon and see tomorrow.”
As Jiang Feng spoke, he picked up the guitar and started to sing.
"If only I could see."
"You can easily distinguish between day and night.”
"I can accurately hold your hand in the crowd.”
"If I could see, I could drive around.”
"I can give you a hug from behind in surprise.”
"If I could see, life might be completely different.”
"Maybe what I want, what I like, and what I love are all different.”
"The black in front of us is not black. What white are you talking about?”
"The blue sky that people often talk about is the white cloud in my memory.”
"The blue sky behind me."
"I look at your face, but all I see is nothingness.”
"Did God cover the curtain in front of his eyes and forget to lift it?”
Shanghai.
Huaxing Music Company.
This was a top-notch music company in the entertainment industry.
He had signed many popular original singers.
Meanwhile, Xu Song, the music director of Huaxing, was staring at his phone in a daze.
"Impossible, this is definitely not a song that can be composed in five minutes.”
"Unless, this person is a genius!”
Xu Song couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he listened to the song coming from the live broadcast room.
He just got off work and wanted to watch the live broadcast to relax.
He actually discovered such a genius?
He did not dare to believe it.
"Or is this person plagiarizing?"
A thought appeared in Xu Song's mind.
After all, if it was plagiarism, then it was indeed possible to produce such a song in five minutes.
But this melody didn't seem very familiar.
Let's listen to it first.
Xu Song felt that this song seemed to have the urge to entice him to listen to it in one go.
At this moment, the chorus started.
"You are my eyes!"
"Take me to experience the changes of the four seasons."
"You are my eyes!"
"Take me through the crowd!"
"You are my eyes!"
"Take me to read the vast sea of books."
"Because you are my eyes, allowing me to see that the world is right in front of me.”
If the part of the first song had only surprised Xu Song, then it would have been the first song.
The climax of the song was enough to shock Xu Song.
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