Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

Chapter 529

Lin Xi was excited.

Yang Yifan’s words opened a window for her, instantly making Lin Xi feel like a fountain.

Yang Yifan was right.

Yanjing is also an ancient city.

Writing Yanjing’s “scene”, “things” and “folklore” is not a digression!

There is an idea!

Yang Yifan’s heart was shocked.

“Ms. Lin, what are you going to write?”

“Folk, this time I will write a ballad…”

ballad!

When Yang Yifan heard it, his eyes widened in an instant.

Folk songs are not pop songs.

It is very difficult to write well.

“Ms. Lin, are you sure?”

“Well, very sure.”

While talking, Lin Xi unscrewed the cap of the pen to write quickly.

Title: Anheqiao

Let me see you again

From south to north

Like blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road

Please repeat

About that day

Girl holding a box

And the man who wipes sweat

I know those summers

Can’t come back like youth

Instead of dreams, it can only be reluctant

…

“Shusha…”

Lin Xi was struggling to write, scratching the tip of the pen from the paper, making a rustling sound.

Yang Yifan’s originally uneasy mood gradually calmed down.

He stared at the lyrics, his eyes widened.

He has a strong hunch, and with this lyrics, he can compete with Su Lang…

…

One minute, two minutes, three minutes…

“Finish~”

Soon, Su Lang finished composing the tune.

Shen Dongkun drew up at the first time.

“Fireworks are easy to cold”

Shen Dongkun’s eyelids twitched, and there was no trace of “Ancient City” from the title of the song.

However, this time, Shen Dongkun did not yell.

After the lessons of “The Crow”, he has thoroughly understood.

Sometimes the title of a song does not mean anything.

The bustling sound escaped into the empty door and broke the world

The dream is cold, but a few books of love debts

If you acquiesce in life and death, etc.

…

Rain is raining, the old hometown is deep and grassy

I heard you are always alone

The mottled gate is entwined with the roots of the old trees

What reverberates on the stone slab is to wait…”

antiquity!

This is a real ancient song.

From fashion to antiquity, is there anything Mr. Su can’t do?

“Mr. Su, it’s really awesome.”

Shen Dongkun couldn’t help but exclaimed in his heart.

Su Lang is like an iceberg bearing the bottom of the sea.

Whenever you feel like you have spied the whole picture of the iceberg.

In fact, that is just the tip of the iceberg.

“Dong Kun”

“Here I am.”

“Don’t play this song, I will come in person.”

Su Lang said.

It’s the last round, Su Lang intends to come to a lore.

Shen Dongkun:? ? ?

Wait, what did he hear?

Su Lang intends to play in person.

this……

Shen Dongkun forced on the spot.

After a long while, he came back to his senses.

“Mr. Su, you mean, you want to sing by yourself?”

“Well, I really like ancient styles.”

Su Lang nodded with a smile.

Shen Dongkun: “…”

Wait, he felt that Su Lang didn’t understand what he meant.

What he meant was, can Su Lang sing?

But after thinking about it, that’s it, Shen Dongkun didn’t say it.

No way, who made Su Lang the boss of his immediate boss?

The boss wants to have fun and let the water go. What can he say as a kid?

Of course I fully support it!

Time passed by minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, 20 minutes passed.

Seeing that the time limit of half an hour is getting closer and closer!

Whether it’s the audience or the audience in front of the TV.

They all began to agitate.

“Worri, I watched Lin Xi still writing, maybe she couldn’t finish it.”

“With the ancient city as the subject, the difficulty is indeed very high, and the half-hour creation time is really too short, let alone composing, even the lyrics are not necessarily written.”

“Since, why did Young Master Su only take ten minutes to resolve the battle?”

“…”

In an instant, the entire crowd was silent.

It’s not that they don’t want to say, but they don’t know what to say for a while.

“Why? Why, because Su Gongzi is so awesome.”

“Master Su is a god, the ceiling of the music world.”

“Don’t use Su Gongzi as a standard to measure others, otherwise others will be very hurt.”

“…”

After a short silence, Weibo exploded.

In the first round, Su Lang completed “Juvenile China Talk” in five minutes.

In the second round, Su Lang completed “The Crow” in three minutes

Now, facing the third round, Su Lang spent ten minutes. Isn’t this a disguised explanation, the question is very difficult?

Isn’t it normal that Lin Xi can’t finish it?

No one is optimistic about Lin Xi, even Lin Xi’s original fans are depressed.

No way, now there are only 2 minutes left before the stipulated time.

However, Lin Xi was still struggling to write, without any intention of stopping.

The result is already obvious.

She does not have the ability to write lyrics and compose music within the specified time.

Lin Xi is sure to lose!

Auditorium…

Zhou Chen clenched his fists, and the blue veins on his forehead violently.

At this moment, the anger in his heart is like a volcano that is ready to erupt at any time.

If Lin Xi made the song.

So relying on the relationship between Wang Shan and Zhang Hui, they still have the possibility of winning.

But now, Lin Xi can’t even write a song.

That’s something special about a chicken.

Was directly sentenced to lose!

“What the hell is Lin Xi doing?”

“Can’t write such a simple subject?”

“Loss she is still a top domestic creator, so she is so nonsense!”

Zhou Chen gritted his teeth and said viciously.

Horch: “…”

She wanted to say something.

But when the words came to my lips, I couldn’t say anything.

This guy, isn’t Lin Xi’s strength?

Not really!

As a top domestic composer, Lin Xi has composed more than a dozen golden tunes with her hands.

Her strength is beyond doubt.

But, very unfortunately, Lin Xi met Su Lang.

Su Langte is too strong.

It takes only three to five minutes to compose a golden song. Even if the gods come, they can only sigh.

Looking at Lin Xi silently, Horch gritted his teeth.

The only thing she can do now is to cheer for Lin Xi silently in the bottom of her heart.

“Lin Xi, I believe you can create miracles!”

Half an hour passed quickly.

Dong Ran walked to the center of the stage again.

“Dear viewers, welcome back, I’m the host Dong Ran.”

“Half an hour has passed, Su Gongzi has finished writing the song.”

“And Teacher Lin hasn’t finished yet, so…”

As Dong Ran spoke, a trace of regret passed across his face.

The creation time for the third round was only half an hour, and Lin Xi knew that he hadn’t finished the creation yet.

According to the rules, Lin Xi was directly sentenced to the loss.

“I finished!”

Just when Dong Ran’s voice just fell.

Lin Xi stood up suddenly.

She dropped the pen and said seriously, “I’m done!”