The program team lost contact, and the character of Desert Island Live was reversed

The next day, after Su Zhe selected the foreign aid team, he started writing songs.

This time, during lunch, he announced to all the guests:

"Teachers, I have just written a new song. Please give me your feedback after lunch."

"Another song?" The guests almost went crazy.

"Well, yesterday's parting episode reminded me of many beautiful memories and gave me a new inspiration."

Su Zhe smiled shyly and innocently, but it made everyone feel like a big devil was grinning at them.

"Are you still human?"

"I was so beaten down by Teacher Su that I almost wanted to quit the music scene."

"Let's go together. The young man is too fierce and can't stand it."

The reaction from the barrage was even more exaggerated:

[It took me one day before, so how about half a day this time? 】

【Great! There’s a new song to listen to! I am so happy, my favorite singer is Su Zhe! 】

[I’m so angry that my favorite singer wrote a song in one year. 】

[Haha, I like it, it only came out in more than ten years! Is the deposit too much? 】

[Su Zhe’s songwriting gives me a feeling of updating online articles. 】

[Who makes him so talented? I really can’t hold it in! 】

Su Zhe just smiled and looked at the guests and the barrage.

The guests all felt like they couldn't eat anymore and took a few hasty bites. Then they put down their utensils and asked Su Zhe to sing in the restaurant.

Su Zhe was helpless:

"I need a piano. We don't have one here. Let's go to the conference room. The program team has a piano."

So a group of people came to the conference room again.

Su Zhe sat on the stool.

His current piano playing level is [Advanced], professional level, and it is not empty at all.

"Then I will bring you "Farewell"..."

"Farewell", lyrics written by Li Shutong and music composed by John Pound Otway (original song "Dreaming of Home and Mother").

This song has been sung by many singers from the Republic of China to modern times, including the Tang Dynasty Band, Pu Shu, Han Hong, etc., but Su Zhe’s favorite is the children’s version.

To be honest, as an old song, this song is of high quality, but Su Zhe has no hope that it will be popular in modern times. After all, the form is too different from modern songs.

But Li Shutong’s words are so strong! Comparing lyrics between this writer and a modern musician is simply a dimensionality-reducing blow.

Pu Shu even said that if he could write such words, it would be worth dying on the spot.

Compared with "Farewell", "Those Flowers" and "Gardenia Blossoms" may achieve more musical achievements, but they are far from the best.

Therefore, Su Zhe made up his mind and chose this song that might fail:

"This is an immature piece of work, and I hope everyone will bear with it."

After hearing his words, the barrage started making jokes like this:

[Su Zhe redefines "immaturity"! 】

[The so-called "immature" means that if you take it out and change it, you can get it to the top of the hit list! 】

[Other guests’ faces turned green! How dare they say anything? 】

[Haha, I just want to see you smiling happily. Laugh, laugh, you may cry later! 】

[Mature listeners, have taken out tissues and are ready to cry. 】

[More mature listeners have finished crying. I cry first, as I please. 】

Su Zhe finally played the piano, and the melodious melody was amazing. I didn't expect that his piano skills were so superb.

But no one expressed surprise. After all, he was a person who could teach mezzo-soprano and just played the piano, which was just a basic skill.

Following the music, Su Zhe opened his mouth and sang with a slightly childlike voice:

[Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road,

The grass is green and the sky is green.

The evening wind blows the willow flute,

Sunset outside the mountains. 】

Song Hui covered his mouth and looked at Su Zhe in disbelief to prevent himself from interrupting the music.

But he was roaring crazily in his heart:

"How is that possible? Su Zhe is not writing lyrics, but directly writing poems!"

Except for Lin Shaner, all the guests were extremely shocked.

Su Zhe continued to sing:

[The end of the sky, the corner of the earth,

There are only a few close friends.

A pot of turbid wine consumes all the joy,

Don't dream coldly tonight. 】

Now, the barrage also feels wrong:

[Wait a minute, my Chinese skills are poor. Which ancient poem is this? 】

[I’m not good at poetry either, but I can search! There is no such word! It’s original by Su Zhe! 】

【? ? ? 】

[It’s not that I don’t believe it, but Su Zhe, a musician, writes lyrics? 】

In the eyes of ordinary people, although they are both art, the status between music players and literati is very different.

Someone will tell you immediately:

[In fact, ancient lyrics can also be sung according to the lyrics, so the lyrics are similar to those of modern musicians. 】

[But the level is far different! 】

[Of course, those who wrote lyrics in the past were all elites, men of letters! Now...]

[But why do I feel that Su Zhe’s poetry is almost the same as that of ancient literati? 】

As an old song, "Farewell" has a very long solo time and no complicated passages. It is very simple and repeats the melody:

[Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road,

The grass is green and the sky is green.

I asked you when will you return here?

Don't linger when you come. 】

[The end of the sky, the corner of the earth,

There are only a few close friends.

Life is rarely about joyful gatherings,

There are only many separations. 】

After Su Zhe finished singing, Lin Shaner couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and said in surprise:

"Is this the end?"

From a musician's point of view, she felt that this song was too simple and not like a modern song at all, and she couldn't help but worry about Su Zhe.

Now that Su Zhe is so highly praised, if he releases a mediocre song, it will be immediately criticized by public opinion, which makes Lin Shaner very worried.

But she was surprised to find that none of the other guests noticed the simplicity of the music form, and their attention was all attracted by the lyrics:

"Teacher Su, I mean this sincerely! If you were born in ancient times, you would definitely become a poet and a literary giant!"

Su Zhe smiled, but it was a pity that before modern times, there was no difference between the parallel world and the previous life, and Li Du's poems were still passed down by thousands of mouths, otherwise he would still be a poet in modern times.

But Li Shutong is enough to kill all musicians instantly.

Su Zhe did not mention the lyrics, but said modestly in other aspects:

"Everyone praised it a lot, but the song is not complete enough and there is no arrangement idea at all."

Arrangement is a concept of modern pop music, which "Farewell" certainly does not have.

But those are all technical problems, and all problems seem insignificant under the lyrics of "Farewell".

Not only the guests were amazed, but the barrage was also blowing up.

As mentioned before, China may be the country with the highest average literary literacy among the masses——

Who hasn’t memorized three hundred Tang poems as a child?

As long as you memorize it, even if you forget it later and can only say "fuck", you can still feel the beauty of the poem.

[Someone said before that Su Zhe was a folk poet. Small, really small! 】

【He is the poet! 】

[He should just stop writing songs in the future. It’s a waste of talent! Go write poetry! 】

[Musicians are starving to death. I didn’t expect you to ask them to work as poets who can’t even afford to eat? so bad! 】

[Wait a minute, if Su Zhe is starving to death, can he come and eat my soft rice? 】

[Many literati are supported by rich women. This is tradition! 】

[(Yukun) When a scholar is supported by a rich woman? Where is such a good thing? ! 】

[Flying on the streets does not count as a scholar! 】

For entertainment articles, copying ancient poems is boring, so I won’t copy poems without doing my job. The setting is the same in ancient times, but it is different from modern times, so it can be copied from Li Shutong.