In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

This strange and sinister tone...

Zou Lanlan didn't tolerate her, and immediately said angrily, "I know you are petty, but you still talk nonsense to show that you have a long mouth, right?"

Jiang Xiaoli was so angry that she no longer cared about maintaining her ladylike image in front of Hu Xianyong. She pointed at her and scolded her, "What the hell do you care about? Are you full and full? You can be found everywhere..."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Liu Jing, who had been staying out of it, frowned and said impatiently, "Why don't Dr. Song and Dr. Hu both write one? Then we will have a meeting to vote, and whoever writes the best one will be used." of."

"This is good, I agree." Yang Guohua rolled his eyes and raised his hand first in agreement.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Ming and Xu Dazhi glanced at Hu Xianyong and nodded.

Seeing this, when Song Hongguo was about to say something, Hu Xianyong jumped in and said, "I don't dare to ask you to compete with a talented woman like Dr. Song. However, in order to give the show a chance to shine, I am willing to give it a try." It's for the collective honor. It doesn't matter if you are laughed at. However, you can't just watch. Why don't all ten of us write a song? It doesn't matter if we are not good at creating. The important thing is participation. What's more important is this Attitude, I think if the leader knew about it, he would definitely approve and affirm it."

Speaking of which, it means not giving anyone a chance to object.

Huang Ming nodded, "I have no objection. If we work together, we might be able to create a suitable song. That would be considered as living up to the leader's expectations."

Xu Dazhi and Wang Bin also agreed, including Jiang Xiaoli, who was actually very happy to agree, and even couldn't wait to open the book and start thinking about it.

Liu Jing and Qi Meishu also expressed their attitudes one after another, leaving only Song Hongguo and Zou Lanlan.

Having dragged everyone into trouble, Song Hongguo would be ignorant of the current situation if she refused at this moment. She said calmly, "I will obey the majority."

Hearing this, Zou Lanlan followed weakly, "Me too."

Hu Xianyong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the process was full of twists and turns, the final result was finally as he wished. He looked at his watch and made the final decision, "Then it's decided, but the time given to everyone is limited. After all, there is no time before May Day." How many days has it been? How about two days like this? We will make a selection the day after tomorrow. Whoever writes the best song will be used. If it is not suitable, we will use a ready-made song instead. "

No one else had any objections. Although it was just a joke to write a song in two days, no one stood up to question it. Anyway, there was support.

Before the meeting ended, Jiang Xiaoli asked, "Are we still going to rehearse tomorrow?"

Hu Xianyong said without thinking, "Of course we have to rehearse."

"Which song will you rehearse?"

Hu Xianyong said a name casually.

Jiang Xiaoli praised it with admiration, saying that the song had a good meaning and was powerful when sung, so it was perfect for Labor Day. The most important thing was that it avoided a collision with other units.

Song Hongguo sneered in her heart. Looking at Hu Xianyong's performance, it was obvious that the song was not a temporary thought, but a decision made early in the morning. He had no intention of using the song she wrote. Regardless of whether the song was good or bad, he couldn't just Leaving everyone without rehearsal would really delay the performance, and he couldn't bear the responsibility, so he was digging a hole for her while carefully organizing the rehearsal. This was very thoughtful.

It's a pity that this time she asked him to steal the chicken but lose the rice and regret the intestines.

Back at the outpatient clinic, Xu Xianghong asked her a few questions. Hearing that they were all trying to write songs, they agreed very much, "This is a good suggestion. No matter how well it is written, at least you have a good attitude and deserve praise. It's really It would be a surprise to be able to write good songs. Speaking of which, there are many capable people in our factory, some of whom are not from professional backgrounds, but the songs they write and the choreography they create can be used. , I went to the city to participate in a performance, and the leader even praised me, so you should also write well..."

Song Hongguo nodded, "I'll try my best. When the time comes, please help me palm my eyes first."

Xu Xianghong said cheerfully, "Okay, okay, what you wrote is definitely good. By the way, you also have to compose music for the lyrics, right? Can you compose music?"

Of course Song Hongguo wouldn't, she shook her head.

Xu Xianghong muttered, "Well, when you write it out, sing it to me first. If it sounds good, I'll find someone who knows how to compose it for you. It will also make it easier for you to find someone to accompany you later. There's also Dean Zhang, who When I was in the army, I had participated in performances. I couldn't let him down in any singing competition. I also asked him to come and listen. He knew more than me. He could tell the difference between a good person and a good person, and he could also give you some useful suggestions. .”

"Okay, thank you, Director Xu..."

"No matter how polite you are, it's all for work..."

After finishing a round of patients in the afternoon, Song Hongguo began to think about the lyrics. Of course she could sing a lot of songs, but those in her previous life were not suitable for singing in the current environment. As for revolutionary songs, those were the ones she had heard. For the more classic ones, she could go to the bookstore to check them out if the mall was there, but with Wang Erni and Feng Qiuping here, copying them would definitely not work. Is it possible that she really wanted to create something?

The system gave her an idea, "Even if you copy a song, those two people won't expose you. Have you forgotten that there are restrictions? They can't tell your true identity."

Song Hongguo drew inferences, "If you say that, I can't say anything if they just copy it? Feng Qiuping finally joined the art troupe. It's when she needs to establish her authority. She should borrow a song to gain a foothold, right? As for Wang Erni , she also wants to join the art troupe, and she will definitely try to seize this opportunity to become famous. Since the 60s, many popular songs have been released, and I don’t know which song they will choose to become a blockbuster."

The system quietly pretends to be dead.

Song Hongguo was not troubled and continued to ponder the lyrics. In fact, the lyrics are quite simple. In the current environment, the lyrics are almost the same type. They closely follow the main theme of the times, are positive, sonorous and powerful, and make the singers passionate. If it makes the listener's blood boil, then it will be successful.

She rarely knows how to compose music. After all, she really doesn't know how to compose music.

Fortunately, there is a system.

Seeing that she was unwilling to plagiarize, the system recited a few words about asking for trouble, and then stepped down to help her find suitable songs. It also contributed some lyrical prose related to celebrating Labor Day, giving her something to learn from, which is better than being boring. It's easier to write it yourself.

Song Hongguo is not really arrogant enough to complete it independently. After all, she is not a professional and has no talent in this area. The only thing she can use is that her voice is not bad. In her previous life, she sang with her friends and she was able to amaze everyone. , she carefully read the articles provided by the system, selected some more appealing sentences, added her own understanding, pieced them together, and managed to come up with a decent song before leaving get off work.

The rare thing is composing music.

On the way to get off work, the system kept playing music of various genres to her, trying to brainwash her into becoming a master composer in the shortest possible time.

Song Hongguo was numb when she heard it. When she arrived at the foot of the mountain, she saw Zhao Zhenhua waiting for her from a distance. She guessed it was for the Wang family's sake. Then she cheered up and struggled out of the magic sound.