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Zhang Yifeng looked at the music score and lyrics handed over by Gao Yu in his hand, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

But he didn't ask any more questions, cleared his throat, and started singing loudly.

Outside the office door.

Many singers crowded together, raised their ears, and tried to eavesdrop on what was going on inside.

It's a pity that the soundproofing of the room is not good. Even if I crane my neck and try my best, it is difficult to hear a sound.

"You said Mr. Gu asked us to queue up. What was his intention?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you hear what Mr. Gu said before? He's going to write a song for us."

"But there's no queue to write songs, and why didn't you see the unknown master coming?"

"What can we do if we don't line up? There are so many of us. We can't go in all at once without making a fuss."

"Oh, I always feel a little uneasy, like I'm dreaming."

"Stop thinking blindly, Mr. Gu must have a deep meaning when he does this."

"Oh my god, I'm so excited. I didn't expect to be able to sing a song written by a music god before I even debuted. I have to take off now!"

Someone criticized: "You are excited too early, and you don't even know how many people we have here. No matter how great a songwriter is, can he write more than fifty songs at once? Even if he can write it, it will probably take a long time, like you It’s a question of whether a guy who can only be ranked at the bottom based on his qualifications will get the songs.”

One last thing to add.

"Don't be angry. You know, I'm such a straightforward person."

The man burst into tears: "Thank you for reminding me, I thank you for your eight generations of ancestors."

Just as everyone was talking in low voices, the sound of Zhang Yifeng singing was suddenly faintly heard in the office.

Someone immediately said loudly: "No one said anything, there is a sound inside."

The corridor immediately became quiet, and everyone quietly pricked up their ears with extremely serious expressions.

At the beginning, Zhang Yifeng's singing voice was not yet proficient and stuttering, but it soon became coherent.

"Two tigers run fast, run fast, one has no eyes, one has no ears..."

"... "

Everyone looked at each other.

It wasn't until the singing gradually subsided that someone said in disbelief: "Is this the new song the music god wrote for Lao Zhang?"

"This is too...that's what it is."

"How should I put it? The song is good. My five-year-old brother will probably like it very much."

"No, five years old is too old. My three-year-old daughter should like it."

Someone praised: "He is indeed a music god. The songs he writes are good. The tunes are simple and rough, and the lyrics are catchy."

As he was speaking, the man suddenly fell silent.

Because he found that everyone was staring at him intently at this moment.

"Uh...what's wrong?"

"Shooting this too? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Everyone said in unison.

...

in the office.

After Zhang Yifeng finished singing, Gao Yu nodded.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that Zhang Yifeng's voice was somewhat similar to the bald Wu Gao from his previous life.

So in Wang Xinyu's incredible eyes, he took out another USB flash drive and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.

Wang Xinyu was stunned. She looked at Gao Yu up and down for a long time.

I really can’t figure out where he took out the two USB flash drives while wearing a skirt with no pockets.

"I think the songs here are quite suitable for you, so go ahead and practice them." Gao Yu said to Zhang Yifeng.

"Time is tight and the task is heavy, so you have to hurry up."

Zhang Yifeng took it blankly and asked doubtfully: "There is more than one song in it?"

Gao Yu nodded and replied: "A lot."

Except for a few very classic songs that were removed by Gao Yu, it contains almost all the works of Xu Song, a musical talent, and the number is naturally extremely large.

Zhang Yifeng was startled at first, then ecstatic.

Nodding, he couldn't wait to say goodbye to Gao Yu.

With these songs written by music gods.

He can finally announce loudly to the entertainment industry: I, Hu Hansan, am back again.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng was full of pride.

I pushed the door open and walked out of the office, not forgetting to say hello to my colleagues with a smile.

Everyone waiting outside was stunned.

You look at me, I look at you, no one knows what to say.

After a while, someone said in disbelief: "Did Lao Zhang laugh just now?"

"Ah, was the person who passed by just now Lao Zhang?"

"It's him. He really smiled. This is the first time I've seen him smile."

"You got a children's song, are you so happy?"

"Why are you so happy? I think you are crazy. Waiting for so long for a children's song would make anyone crazy."

Everyone swallowed hard and sympathized: "Old Zhang is so miserable."

"Next, Qin Mo."

Wang Xinyu's voice came from the office.

Everyone immediately turned their attention to Qin Mo, who was at a loss.

"Old Qin, take care, don't go crazy too."

Qin Mo took a deep breath. This former first-line singer boasted that he had seen a lot of storms, but now he was inevitably nervous.

But what should come will eventually come.

He tugged at his collar twice one last time, gritted his teeth and stepped in.

Everyone quickly gathered together again and listened carefully to the noise coming from inside.

Not long after, the familiar singing voice sounded again.

"Two tigers..."

Everyone looked at each other again and could see the surprise in other people's eyes.

"The situation seems not to be what I thought."

Office interior.

Gao Yu showed a satisfied smile to Qin Mo who looked flustered.

I thought I was worthy of being a first-tier singer, and her abilities were very good.

The tone was full of surprise: "Your tone is very good, full and rich, and you have the potential to become a singer."

"The God of Song?"

Qin Mo was shocked. He didn't expect Mr. Gu to have such a high opinion of himself.

You must know that Gao Yu, who is blessed with god-level singing skills, is a god-like existence in the eyes of professional singers like Qin Mo.

Now that he has been recognized by God, Qin Mo is naturally extremely excited.

"Haha, Mr. Gu is so ridiculous. I don't dare think of him as a singer, haha."

Gao Yu shook his head, "I mean it."

"Seriously? Me?" Qin Mo pointed at his nose, very unbelievable.

Gao Yu nodded. He found that the timbre of Qin Mo's voice was almost exactly the same as that of a certain singer named Zhang in his previous life.

"I'm not kidding. You really have the possibility of becoming a singer. Of course, this is the future. You still lack a little bit of enthusiasm."

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then stood up and said to Gao Yu solemnly: "Mr. Wang Gu taught me."

Gao Yu smiled and said: "Your singing skills are very good, but a bit monotonous. You can try to add a little vibrato technique when singing."

"Douyin?" Qin Mo was puzzled.

"Well, you can add a little technique to the end of each sentence."

"Like this song."

Gao Yu started to demonstrate to Qin Mo.

"Two tigers... tigers~"

"Run fast, fast~"

"Eyes~Tail~"

“Weird~~”

"Do you understand? The last word of each lyric must be vibratoed."