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Chapter 144 Set the Lyrics
After lunch, Xu Ying was depressed. She didn't write a word for several hours in the morning.

Back in the dormitory, she saw Ye Chu was getting ready to sleep, and she couldn't help asking, "Ye Xiaochu, what should I do if I can't write it?"

"Huh?" Ye Chu was confused for a moment, and said, "You can set a theme for your lyrics first, and then write lyrics around this theme."

Xu Ying's dance is very good, but the lyrics and composition are not good, but she did not show any objection when Ye Chu proposed it.This shows that she is not a girl without a sense of responsibility and challenge.

She is willing to challenge her own shortcomings.

"Theme? I've thought about it a lot, but my mind is blank." Xu Ying shook her head, a little frustrated.

"Perhaps you can look for biographies of historical figures..." Ye Chu flipped from the floor of the lower bunk to the upper bunk, and then quickly got into the bed.

Wuhu~

Bed happiness.

Since staying with this group of young people for a long time, her mentality seems to be much younger.

"Okay..." Xu Ying began to read the "Dictionary of Commonly Used Words" and set a goal for herself. The lyrics must be completed before 03:30 in the afternoon, even if the paper is full of logic.

Both Zhang Luoyang and Xue Xiao went to visit, and they agreed to go to the practice room to hand in the results at 06:30 in the evening, and then to come out with the lyrics tonight.

Ye Chu slept until 03:30. When he got up and saw that there was no one in the dormitory, he turned over from the upper bunk and got off the ground without taking the ladder. Then he slowly took out a pen and paper from the suitcase and spread it on the table.

"Damn it, martial arts master?" The young lady guarding the monitor suddenly saw the dormitory 404 getting up after a long sleep. She thought she would get out of bed slowly, but in the end, she jumped off the upper bunk without any injuries.

This world is fantastic!
Ye Chu suddenly turned around and glanced at the surveillance camera. That glance almost made the surveillance lady terrified, as if she had been discovered spying on others.

For a song with style, if it is at the level of recitation, the words must have warmth and depth.

Ye Chu thought about it for a while, and the ancient myth of the wilderness is very good, maybe it can write a piece of ancient history of the flower-growing country.

But it's not the first of its kind, so there's nothing new about it.

You can add opera elements, and the whole scene will be thick enough until the performance.

"That's Ye Chu." Another young lady stood behind the surveillance lady and said, "She's pretty good, she's very suitable to be an idol, but the director team is very taboo to her."

"Then she has no hope of making her debut?" the monitoring lady said in a low voice.

"Well, basically impossible."

Ye Chu sits on a chair and meditates. The lyrics of a song must rhyme, be smooth, and have a burst.

Of course, the theme must be positive.

So Ye Chu picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: The grass and trees in the dry south mountain are deep, the clouds roll over the east fence and laugh wildly, the chaotic world is full of ups and downs, and disputes suddenly arise...

No, the lyrics are too stingy.

Change!Ye Chu crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can, why not just use Dongpo Ci.

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly, bamboo sticks and straw shoes lightly beat horses, who is afraid?Ren Pingsheng in a mino of misty rain.

Very deep.

It seems that more than 20 years ago, there was a program that sang Dongpo Ci.

Scrap another manuscript.

Perhaps instead of pursuing domineering, Ye Chu has a brand new structure in his mind, and the pen in his hand gradually outlines beautiful colors.

At 06:30, the seven people went to the practice room to report the results as scheduled. During the whole day, everyone almost went to every corner of the studio, and the lyrics were changed version after version.

"Ou Shirui and I both wrote Mulan." Ji Xi pasted her and Ou Shirui's lyrics on the board and pressed them with a magnet, and the rest of them also posted their own lyrics on the wall.

"Ye Chu, where's yours?" Ji Xi saw that Ye Chu hadn't brought out the lyrics for a long time. Everyone had made an appointment before, no matter how much they wrote, they had to show it.

"Don't panic." Ye Chu picked up the sponsored drink bottle, unscrewed the lid, poured out a roll of paper from inside, pushed it away and stuck it on.

"You really know how to hide, hahaha." Zhang Luoyang laughed.

"Is this lower case characters? It's so beautiful." Ou Shirui asked when he saw the lower case characters above.

"Yeah." Ye Chu nodded, "The font is not important, let's look at the content first, and each introduce their own theme."

"The Hua Mulan I wrote is killing all directions on the battlefield, and women don't give in to men. By the way, I have released the score. You have a look." Ji Xi said, pointing to his lyrics.

At this moment, the big cameraman came over to take a close-up, and he saw Ye Chu's words in a few sheets of paper at a glance, so he must take a hard shot later.

Ou Shirui continued: "I'm writing about Hua Mulan after the war, so the tune should not be as domineering as Sister Xi."

Then it was Zhang Luoyang and Li Naliang's.

"Farewell My Concubine has always been a topic of recitation throughout the ages. It is as famous as Hua Mulan. The wise and resourceful Overlord Wujiang witnessed the death of Concubine Yu before committing suicide. It was an unforgettable sadness. Concubine Yu was also the protagonist. It also indicates that the overlord will not last long."

"Ah, I feel that all of your writing is very good, and the depth of the theme exceeds mine." Li Naliang pointed to his lyrics and said: "I have felt the hazy and poetic atmosphere of Jiangnan water town since I was a child, so my words tend to be Small freehand."

Everyone nodded and read Li Naliang's words carefully. Compared with the previous ones, the style is indeed different.

Looking at Xu Ying again, her words are only six short sentences, and her words are rather miscellaneous, so I skip them.

The words written in Japanese by Ci En have already been translated by Ye Chu. Generally speaking, they conform to the Japanese classical style, but they are different from the Chinese style, so they cannot be used.Ci'en said that this is her first time to write a word, and this word can be kept by herself.

"Ye Xiaochu, what you wrote seems to be different from ours." Zhang Luoyang looked at Ye Chu's lyrics, how could he feel that Ye Chu's lyrics had a kind of fairy air in them.

If they wrote about mortal people, Ye Chu wrote about heavenly people.

"Wow, I like your words so much, it splits rivers and mountains, and it pours down like rain." Is it very atmospheric?
"My words alone are not enough. I observed it, maybe we can synthesize it." Ye Chu said.

"I think so too." Ji Xi leaned against the wall with his arms folded.

So Xu Ying and Ci'en were responsible for recording the lyrics, and everyone started discussing sentence after sentence.

In the end, the theme was Farewell My Concubine, and Ji Xi and Ye Chu's words were used a lot, and Li Nara's words also used several words.

In this way, everyone participates, and the lyrics can write everyone's names.

"I think many elements can be added to this song. First, the lyrics and melody of the national style can be integrated with opera elements, such as old students, and then modern electronic music can be integrated." Ji Xi suggested.

(End of this chapter)