dmims Chapter 197
Chapter 197
After saying three "true" in a row, it can be seen that Mao Buyi is really careful.
"It's okay, play it." Su Chen said softly.
Mao Buyi swallowed his spit, picked up the guitar and put it down, rubbed his palms, and picked up the guitar again, not daring to start.
In fact, after the original two songs, Mao Buyi and everyone have already known each other a lot, and they were not very nervous.
But as soon as he heard that the boss was going to fill in the third piece for himself, he was obviously a little panicked.
The next piece is actually a little different from the pop music of the moment.
It is not an exaggeration to use two words.
The pressure of improvisation was high, and he was worried that the song would affect his boss's performance.
However, what made him feel more panicked.
He felt the importance of the boss and everyone.
Since entering the camera, everyone has been focusing on themselves and topics.
At the thought of a bunch of bigwigs surrounding his newcomer, he got goosebumps, and the hand that pinched the strings couldn't stop trembling slightly.
Everyone obviously saw Mao Buyi's nervousness.
Huang Lei said with a smile: "Haha Maomao, your boss didn't give you any pressure, what are you nervous about."
Yixing handed over a glass of water: "Don't be nervous, you can."
Huang Bo also ridiculed: "To be nervous is also your boss nervous, you want to ah Mao Mao...." "
If you write well, what else is there to be nervous about, if you write badly..... It should also be Su Chen who should be nervous.
"It's him who boasted that Haikou wants to help you fill in the third song, right, if you can't fill it in, it's also Su Chen's back."
Hearing this, everyone laughed.
Although I have always felt that my ability is very average, I have the recognition of the boss in the past, and the comfort of the big guys later.
In the midst of laughter, Mao Buyi's tension also eased a lot.
Mao Buyi stepped onto the guitar, and with a flick of his hand, a light and fresh melody sounded.
Accompanied by the melodious sound of the waves and gusts of sea breeze, everyone listened quietly.
"This piece is very suitable for listening to in the mushroom house haha..." "
Yes, it is very melodious and feels like now, a sense of relaxation during the lunch break."
"Ha~ I'm sorry... I really sound a little sleepy. "
As Mao Buyi said, there are not too many intense, complex, jumpy changes, and it can even be said to be boring and indifferent.
If it weren't for the small freshness in terms of arrangement, this song could almost be regarded as a lullaby.
In fact.
Although Mao does not remember knowing that the song arrangement has no highlights.
But for him, the song is more like a self-statement.
If given the chance, he sincerely hopes that this song can be perfected.
It's just that when the performance is over, seeing everyone's sleepy eyes, he knows.... Failed yourself.
Mao Mao scratched his head and said, "Okay, I'm done playing." "
Everyone woke up like a dream, they were really dreaming.
It's late afternoon, under the warm sun, the sea breeze blowing, the slow melody, sleeping is not a matter of minutes?
Peng Peng wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and quickly applauded: "Yes, Brother Mao Mao."
Yixing also forced his eyelids and nodded.
Huang Lei didn't hold back, and a yawn came out.
Mao Buyi looked around, then at Su Chen, and said embarrassedly:
"This is a new way of composing music that I have tried, and it seems that the tune is indeed more ordinary."
Huang Lei obviously also felt that this song had no highlights, and wanted to be sloppy, and no one would mention the matter of filling in the lyrics.
After all, this song, filling it out, is also weak.
The response to the first two songs was so good, there was no need to pull down for this song.
Huang Bo stared at Su Chen, eager to know how Su Chen would fill in such a song.
Because he once had a musical foundation, he knew that Su Chen's strength was by no means more than that, and the more such a song, the more it tested a person's musical literacy.
"Su..." Just as he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Huang Lei.
"I see everyone is a little tired, why don't we eat first and play in the afternoon?"
Seeing Huang Lei's eyes, everyone understood it one after another.
While nodding in agreement, he unanimously set his gaze on Su Chen's body.
Just waiting for Su Chen to say the order to open the meal.
After all, this piece is still not filled in, it still depends on Su Chen's opinion, and wait for Su Chen to make an ending.
I saw Su Chen looking at Mao Buyi seriously, and said unhurriedly.
"Mao Mao, your song is indeed poorly written."
"It can even be said that it is extremely ordinary."
Although he knew that his songs were badly written, when his idol, who had always encouraged him, said to his face that he was not good at writing songs, Mao Buyi still felt very uncomfortable.
It's not because of criticism.
I just feel that I am not competent enough and have failed my boss.
The boss selected himself from so many singers to focus on training, but I didn't expect to hear such a song, it would definitely be very sad...
However, this is already the song I have worked my best to compose, and I can only say that I am too ordinary, so I don't deserve the boss to pay so much attention to myself.
Mao Buyi's eyes turned a little red, and he said with some shame
: "Boss, it's actually not just songs, sometimes I often feel ordinary."
"Ordinary to the point of not deserving your attention."
Saying that, Mao Buyi's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
Seeing this scene, everyone was also a little overwhelmed.
Speaking of which, this can be regarded as Su Chen's "family affair" to educate his own singers.
Everyone's comfort is not uncomforting, nor is it.
Huang Lei saw that the situation was wrong, and just wanted to say something, Su Chen looked at Mao Buyi's eyes and spoke.
"Do you think you're ordinary?"
Mao Buyi nodded.
"Is ordinary bad?"
Mao Buyi did not look up, holding the guitar and not daring to speak.
Su Chen laughed softly:
"Mao Mao, ordinary is not mediocre, I hope everyone is born ordinary."
"You know, there are many people who don't have ordinary opportunities."
Yang Mi on the side heard this and silently glanced at Su Chen.
This guy.... Is it in Versailles?
A genius like you naturally has no ordinary opportunities.
As soon as he debuted, he was Wang Fried, and it is estimated that Su Chen did not know how to write it ordinarily.
However, Su Chen ignored everyone's reaction.
Just quietly looked at Mao Buyi and said:
"Mao Mao, in fact, the intention point of your song is very high, even higher than the intention point of the previous two songs."
"From your songs, I heard many unrecognized dreams, unblessed feelings and unfavored children in this world..."
"This song is given to them, borrowing all things in heaven and earth, not hoping that they will eventually reach somewhere, but only hoping that there will be fewer obstacles on the road, so that they are equally ordinary... Isn't it great? Hearing
this, everyone was dumbfounded.
Su Chen: This means.... Praise Mao does not remember?
It turns out that ordinary is not a derogatory term, but a kind of happiness.
Hearing so much deep meaning from a simple tune, only Su Chen could do it.
Not only was everyone confused, but Mao Buyi was even more confused.
When he wrote this piece, he didn't think about it so much!
He just pinned his first twenty years of ordinariness in it.
I didn't expect that... The boss actually heard it.
And the extended intention point is obviously thought of by the boss himself, and then in a high emotional intelligence speaking style, let everyone think that this is the intention of the song itself Mao Buyi thought.
Mao Buyi, who noticed this, was both shocked and grateful, and did not know how to react for a while.
"The song hasn't been named yet, has it?"
Mao Buyi shook his head in confusion: "No... No.
Su Chen smiled and motioned for Mao Mao to hand over the guitar.
Fingers brushed across the strings
, "Well, let's call it 'An Ordinary Day.'"