Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 76 I Can Buy This Thing
After Huarong finished speaking, several people thought about it, and it seemed that this was the case.

They really didn't jump out of the circle of "making money". They also considered whether they could be popular, but they forgot that this matter started from scratch.

Su Cheng said at this time, "Well, if this doesn't make money, you guys will be on fire..."

Before he finished speaking, Hua Rong interrupted him, "Who says you can't make money?"

Looking at the surprised and confused looks of several people, he sighed, "I forgot, we still have China."

"This is our base camp."

"As long as there are good scripts and good songs, even if foreigners don't buy it, we can still make money in China, and then we can use the money we earn to make new movies and songs and get them abroad. This is a virtuous circle."

"As for foreign costs, these are trivial matters. Huahuo has a huge overseas channel, and..."

Hua Rong smiled meaningfully, "It's really time to make money, do you think Xingmang and Lansha can sit together?"

Snapped!
Tang Haidong slapped his thigh excitedly and pointed at Hua Rong, "Damn it, Mr. Xiaohua is so awesome. The three of us struggled all afternoon yesterday and still can't figure it out. You can just leave it here and talk about it."

Su Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his mind cleared up.

Fatty Wang picked up a can of beer from the table and threw it to Huarong, he laughed and said, "Come on, Xiaohua has always contributed a lot, open a bottle to nourish your brain."

Hua Rong caught the beer, but laughed and cursed: "Fatty, your beer fills your brain."

At this moment, Hua Xuewei coughed lightly, interrupting the chatting of several people, "Well, you seem to have forgotten something, right?"

She glanced at Hua Rong, "What my brother said is very good, the key is, where can I get a good script and a good song?"

Ga?
Several people were stunned.

That's right, what the hell, this end is talking about hype, and the song on the other end is useless without a script.

"Ahem, I'll do it." Su Cheng said abruptly, "Leave the script and music to me."

"???"

The few people slowly put their eyes on him, looking back and forth, Su Cheng was furious, "Why are you looking at me like that? It's weird."

"Isn't it just scripts and tunes, I'm really good at it."

Seeing a few people still staring at him, "Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, I will write it out at night and show it to you tomorrow morning!"

How about a few scripts and a few songs?

I have a system, what am I afraid of?

Before, he always thought that the development of entertainment in this world was the same as that of the previous world, because once he saw the barrage mentioned "Sword".

After the three of them chatted yesterday, he left a note. When he woke up this morning, he thought about it and took the time to spend some time with his mother, only to find that it was completely different.

The names are different. The "Sword" in this world is called "Sword", and there is no Legend of Heroes.

What role and what plot are all different.

In this way, many ancient songs and ancient movies and TV dramas from the previous world can be brought over.

Just as he was lost in thought, Old Tang leaned over, "Big Chengzi, if you talk about embroidery, micro-carving, or design, then we will take it and have nothing to say."

"But the script and the song, you ask them, does this suit you?"

As he spoke, he pointed to everyone present.

Everyone shook their heads in unison, "No match."

Su Cheng: "..."

"You don't believe me, do you? Well, you guys are waiting, watch it tomorrow morning!"

After dinner in the evening, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. When they were about to enter, the two shameless men, Old Tang and Fatty Wang, even nudged Su Cheng to stop writing too late at night.

Su Cheng also hehe twice, and the three of them stood at the door and heheed each other like a fool.

in the room.

Su Cheng lay on the bed, "System, open the mall!"

Fortunately, fortunately, after drawing the straw hat the day before yesterday, I stopped the loss in time, and there were still 1106 million popularity points left, which just came in handy now.

Search in the system mall, "Listening to the Rain at Night in a Small Building Outside the Mountain".

It soon appeared on the interface, the price... 10 popularity points.

What the fuck?

Su Cheng was startled, one song was enough for one diamond lottery.

After thinking about it, I thought it was okay. The song "Listening to the Rain at Night in a Small Building Outside the Mountain" was also quite popular in the last world.

Especially the artistic conception, sadness, and longing brought by this song touch people's hearts.

All you see are memories, all you think about is the past.

Some people say that this song is about the story of Yuan Zhen and Xue Tao, but Su Cheng didn't try to understand it, but just thought it was nice.

As soon as the prelude sounded, the picture of the attic in the lake, leaning on the railing, and the slanting wind and drizzle unconsciously appeared in my mind.

After buying "Listening to the Rain at Night in a Small Building Outside the Mountain", Su Cheng chose two more songs, one "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" and the other "Broken Bridge and Remnant Snow".

They are all ancient songs with different artistic conceptions, but they all have a strong Chinese style.

The creators of the latter two songs represent two eras.

After spending nearly 50 popularity points, Su Cheng muttered that it was really expensive, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

the next day.

He got up early in the morning, cooked a pot of porridge, and played a set of Wu Qinxi before Fatty Wang and the others woke up.

At this moment, several people were scattered in the courtyard drinking porridge with bowls in hand.

"Chengzi, where's the song you made?" Old Tang asked solemnly, but everyone could see the narrowness in his eyes.

It's obvious that it's a mess.

Fatty Wang also laughed, "I don't believe you can do it, you know everything, so what do we need?"

Hua Rong and the others were also cheerful, "If that doesn't work, I'll call someone in the company to create it. It's better to do it sooner rather than later. If it's delayed, Gu Yun might be one step ahead of us."

Now that he has decided to do it, Hua Rong is also full of courage.

He planned to make a big wave, and just took this opportunity to see if he could open up some foreign markets.

The old god Su Cheng glanced at a few people, walked into the room, took out a few pieces of paper, and pointed at them, "Isn't it just a few songs? Is it difficult?"

Looking at the paper in his hand, several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"No, you really made it?!" Old Tang was the first to react, holding the bowl in one hand and grabbing the manuscript in Su Cheng's hand with the other.

"Really?" Hua Rong and the others couldn't help it anymore, they stepped forward one after another, put down their bowls, picked up the manuscript and read it, regardless of the porridge.

""Fireworks Are Cold"?!"

""Listening to the Rain at Night in a Small Building Outside the Mountain"?!"

""Snow on the Broken Bridge"?!"

The crowd became louder and louder.

Tang Haidong was holding the manuscript, his scalp was a little numb, what the hell, I thought you couldn't figure out one song, but you ended up with three? !
Are you a livestock?
"Who knows notation? Who, who, who can hum?"

"I! I will!" Bai Susu stood up, and she was also a little shocked at this time, not as gentle and peaceful as usual.

I picked up "Listening to the Rain at Night in a Small Building Outside the Mountain" and sang it. This is a true cappella, without any falsehood.

"Counting the spring to the ripe red beans and no one after dusk"

"Who loses weight in the cold and late autumn before the court"

"Under the moon, there is only my shadow, who should I stay with?"

Hearing Bai Susu humming every sentence, several people couldn't help hissing, looking at Su Cheng as if they were looking at a monster.

Hua Xuewei's big eyes were shining brightly, she was about to speak, but Bai Susu sang to the climax.

"I drink alone in the small attic outside the mountain and listen to lovesickness all night"

"Drunkenness makes people worry and worry hard"

"In the small attic outside the mountain, I take a small boat"

"Let your thoughts drift with the wind"

……

The end of a song.

The few people didn't come back to their senses for a long time, and after a while, Old Tang was the first to react. He held the remaining manuscript in one hand, and wrapped his arms around Su Cheng's neck fiercely with the other.

"Fuck!"

"Are you an animal?! Why? Everyone has two shoulders and one head. Why are you so awesome?"

If you know how to embroider, micro-carve, or design, it doesn’t matter. If you say you promote traditional culture, we believe it.

But what the hell is this song!

Who doesn't need talent in writing lyrics and composing music?

Even those professional songwriters can’t produce three songs in one night.

Huarong's eyes are shining brightly. As the current helm of Huahuo Entertainment, he naturally has a unique vision.

Although it was only his wife's a cappella, he knew that this song was going to be popular!
"I'll call someone over right now."

"Come, come, here are two more, two more." Fatty Wang excitedly took the manuscript from Old Tang and handed it to Bai Susu.

"Sing again, sing again, and listen to these two songs."

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(End of this chapter)