Chapter 224 "The Strongest Lyricist"

Seeing Jiang Yan and Xi Youle making out, the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared showed a nervous look in his eyes, and then turned his head to look to the left and right.

boom--

The lounge door is closed!

"Uncle Quanquan."

Xi Youle blushed like a ripe apple, she wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in, so that she could get three rooms and one living room out of embarrassment.

Society is dead!

This is too social!

Especially in front of her elders, Xi Youle buried her head in Jiang Yan's arms like a little kangaroo.

Jiang Yan recognized the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him.

Quan Yongsi, a gold medal lyricist, is one of the few well-known lyricists in China.

Quan Yongsi has a high reputation, and there is a word circulating in the circle.

If none of the songs written by Quan Yongsi are popular, then how hot you are.

Over time, this sentence became a meme, which also reflected Quan Yongsi's strong ability in writing lyrics.

Jiang Yan once heard Xi Youle mention that Quan Yongsi is Xitian's entertainer, and he dotes on Xi Youle very much, treating him like his own daughter.

Xi Youle felt guilty, but Jiang Yan didn't take it seriously, and sat on the sofa calmly.

Don't ask, it's thick-skinned to ask.

"You continue?" Quan Yongsi's voice was hoarse, and he looked at Jiang Yan with some disgust.

It felt like the hard-working Shuiling Chinese cabbage was pushed by a pig.

Jiang Yan: "."

Who knew that Quan Yongsi broke in suddenly without knocking on the door, scaring himself.

"Uncle Quan!" Xi Youle said coquettishly, stamping her feet shyly.

"Don't forget to lock the door."

Quan Yongsi opened the door carefully, made sure that the people in the corridor were a little away from the lounge, walked out quickly and closed the door.

"Why do you feel like I'm a guilty conscience?"

Back in his lounge, Quan Yongsi couldn't laugh or cry.

Quan Yongsi had told Kong Xingteng about the relationship between Jiang Yan and Xi Youle a long time ago, seeing the two making out just now, Quan Yongsi was filled with emotion.

It's nice to be young!

Looking at Xi Youle who was so shy in his arms, Jiang Yan couldn't help pinching Xi Youle's face.

"Good brother."

Xi Youle pursed her lips and bulged her cheeks like a little squirrel, so cute and naive.

Jiang Yan calmly patted Xi Youle's back.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of being alone to take Xi Youle down in one fell swoop, but it seems that he has to find another opportunity.

"Good brother, you're ashamed to death!"

Even though Quan Yongsi had already left, Xi Youle became more and more embarrassed as she thought about it, Xiao Niao Yiren was lying in Jiang Yan's arms.

dong dong dong-

"Mr. Xi, the recording of the show will start soon."

The staff knocked on the door of the lounge one by one to remind them.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan stood up and walked to the stage side by side with Xi Youle.

"Welcome everyone to the recording site of the first episode of "The Strongest Lyricist". I am the host Ji Jiaping!"

Looking at the process card in his hand, Ji Jiaping began to explain the rules of the program.

"Each program group will invite different singers, and five lyricists will draw lots to select the singers. In addition, the director will come up with questions for each episode to test the lyricist's ability to write lyrics!"

"Next, please invite all the guests to come on stage!"

There was warm applause at the scene, the lyricist stood in front, and the singer stood behind.

Jiang Yan was wearing a purple suit and stood straight on the stage. After the host introduced their identities one by one, all the guests sat on the sofa, waiting for the interview and call process by the host.

Soon a slender girl in a blue and white porcelain cheongsam pushed a small trolley to the stage. The small trolley was filled with transparent glass and contained five small silver balls.

Jiang Yan looked at Xi Youle who was sitting opposite, and casually picked up a small silver ball of transparent glass and opened it.

Luckily, No. [-], which means I'm the second choice of singer.

"Ms. Quan Yongsi, who got number one, please choose the singer first."

the host said.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, Quan Yongsi, who looked elegant and easy-going, with the temperament of an ancient scholar, first glanced at Jiang Yan with some deep meaning.

"Zhong Fengyu."

Quan Yongsi hesitated for a moment and said.

Zhong Fengyu, a first-line singer, is good at love songs. He has topped the new song list six times, and his popularity is close to that of the king.

Jiang Yan had an impression of this person. Jiang Luoli released a new song "Daytime Doesn't Understand the Darkness of Night", and the singer Warner sent to attack was Zhong Fengyu!

Hearing that Quan Yongsi chose him, Zhong Fengyu was flattered.

Quan Yongsi is a gold medal lyricist, and the first-line singers line up for him to write songs. Choosing yourself is a recognition and honor for yourself!

"Mr. Jiang Yan, who was drawn number two, please choose a singer."

"Xi Youle."

Jiang Yan didn't hesitate at all, and the other lyricists looked surprised.

The program team invited four first-tier singers, but Xi Youle was a second-tier singer. According to common sense, Jiang Yan should choose a first-tier singer just like Quan Yongsi.

However, Jiang Yan and Xi Youle have cooperated many times, and they know each other well. According to this line of thinking, there is nothing wrong with Jiang Yan's choice.

The program was being recorded in an orderly manner. After all the lyricists had been selected, two words appeared on the big screen.

【love song】

This means that until the next recording, the five lyricists will write a song for the selected singer, and it must be a love song, and then the singer will sing it!
The recording of the first episode of "The Strongest Lyricist" is over. As Yu Xiaoling said, the recording time of the first episode is very short, about four to five 10 minutes.

The highlight of the second phase is the singer singing songs!

At the gate of Lychee Terrace.

"Are you going back to Yanjing today?"

Jiang Yan said to Xi Youle.

"Well, I bought a ticket for four o'clock in the afternoon." Xi Youle said obediently.

"Exactly, let's go back together."

Jiang Yan got into the commercial car, Xi Youle glanced at Quan Yongsi, and got into Jiang Yan's commercial car without hesitation.

"This kid, a boyfriend has forgotten me as an uncle." Quan Yongsi had a helpless expression.

"Teacher Jiang Yan, are we going to the airport?"

The driver Yu Xiaoling asked.

"That's right." Jiang Yan glanced at the time, it was 02:30 in the afternoon, and there was plenty of time for the air ticket at four o'clock.

There was nothing to say all the way, Xi Youle sat quietly beside Jiang Yan, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

In the airport departure hall, Jiang Yan was holding Xi Youle's hand, like a sweet couple out for a trip.

"Good brother, have you thought about what type of love song you want to write?"

Xi Youle asked.

There is still one week before the next recording, and it will take four or five days at the fastest from writing to accompaniment for a song.

Xi Youle was a little worried that Jiang Yan would not be able to bear it, or that he had severe internal friction and had no inspiration.

Jiang Yan held Xi Youle in his arms.

In the first issue of "The Strongest Lyricist", director Dou Deyou's title is "Love Song".

When seeing this topic, combined with Xi Youle's voice, Jiang Yan quickly thought of a song suitable for Xi Youle to sing.

"Good sister, you can go to the company's karaoke room to practice singing tomorrow."

Jiang Yan said.

"So fast?" Xi Youle's beautiful eyes flickered, and she couldn't believe it.

She knew that Jiang Yan wrote songs so fast that even the donkeys in the production team were ashamed, but could he really produce all the lyrics and accompaniment in one night?

(End of this chapter)

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