A top superstar who started as a composer

In the second tier of the group stage, the Jingzhe team faced the H country team.

The strength of this team is relatively average in the group.

Ranking No. 20 on the tainted milk list, it stands to reason that there is no threat to Lin Wenze and others.

However, such a weak team is very difficult for Lin Wenze and others to deal with.

Because in order to qualify for the group stage, they must not hide their clumsiness, and they will go all out in every group stage.

So in every game, they will come up with what they think is the best work.

No matter how powerful you are, no one will have confidence in confronting the work that you have written in a few hours with the work that others have polished for four years.

In this way, Lin Wenze and others must be careful, because it is really possible to overturn the car if you are not careful.

They can neither show their own bottom of the box, nor can they underestimate their opponents too much. The scale is really difficult to grasp.

Naturally, Yu Hai couldn't think about it that much, but it really didn't need him to think about it.

As long as he showed Lin Wenze his work, he would do it if he could, and if he couldn't, he would change to another one.

This time, Yu Hai and the two did not come to the composer's studio, but sat with other members in the rehearsal room.

Tang Lin's proposal, after all, is powerful in numbers, and she thinks that maybe everyone can provide some inspiration for the qu fathers by focusing on the topic.

The time soon came to seven in the morning.

The live broadcast room was opened, and the questions for the second round were also sent to Yu Hai and the others' mobile phones, and the countdown began.

"Missing, pop music."

Lin Wenze and others sitting in the rehearsal room fell into deep thought.

This is still not a hot topic.

But it's not too difficult.

But Yu Hai was a little puzzled: "Why is it pop music again?"

"Pop music is more popular!" Lin Wenze explained: "Especially in the group stage, more than half of the topics in the past were pop music. After all, the competition also pays attention to ratings."

"Oh." Yu Hai was stunned.

Lin Wenze asked, "How is it? Any ideas?"

"Let me think about it." Yu Hai was thinking about which song he should choose. After all, there were quite a few that met the requirements.

Lin Wenze thought that he had no inspiration for the time being, and he didn't force it, so he turned his head and looked at the crowd: "Seeing this topic, do you have any thoughts?"

"You could write a song for your father or your mother."

"Teacher Jingluo's father's prose poem is great, but it's a pity that it has already been released."

"It doesn't have to be parents, grandparents are fine too."

"Or write a song for your child?"

"Why don't you try to write a poem first, Mr. Tang, and then compose the music?"

"Let me think about it, but what is the first thing that comes to mind when you see these two words?"

"I've been abroad for a week, and I still feel a little homesick."

"I think I'm Apu!"

"..."

Yu Hai, who was in deep thought, was suddenly pulled back by a word: "Apu?"

Yu Hai looked at the singer Mo Bai who was speaking, and asked in a little surprise, "Are you from the Yi nationality?"

"Yes." Mo Bai was also slightly surprised: "Teacher Jingluo also knows our titles?"

"Yeah." Yu Hai didn't explain it to him, but asked, "Can the Yi people speak it?"

At this time, a song sounded in his mind, and he thought it would be good to play it out.

"Yes." Although Mo Bai didn't quite understand, he still nodded without hesitation.

Yu Hai then turned to look at Lin Wenze: "I have a good song here, do you want to take a look?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Lin Wenze rolled his eyes, and pulled a piece of paper to him: "Want to write it out soon?"

So, under the gaze of everyone, Whale began to copy the lyrics and music scores on paper.

The audience in the live broadcast room only saw everyone's heads gathered in a circle above Whale Fall's head:

"It's so fast, don't you need to think?"

"Nonsense, I wrote the inventory before, so naturally I don't have to think so much."

"The lyrics are interesting!"

"I'll go, what text is this?"

"The characters of the Yi nationality."

"I didn't expect Teacher Jingluo to understand the languages ​​of ethnic minorities?"

"I'll go, it's great!"

"It feels pretty good!"

"Teacher Jingluo, please let me sing this song!"

"..."

In less than half an hour, the Jingzhe team's live broadcast room was closed again because of the song's completion.

Comparing the two six teams, it doesn't look like they are participating in a competition.

It made the water friends who had just entered the live broadcast room very uncomfortable:

"I'm going, do this again?"

"Why is the style of painting in this live broadcast room so different?"

"I asked for half a day off to watch the live broadcast, but you told me it would be gone in half an hour?"

"Short, too short."

"Am I the only one who is curious about the song that Whale Falls will come up with this time?"

"I'm also very curious. It seems that he is taking a slant again."

"I wrote English before, but this time it's not Chinese?"

"I'm so angry, will you die if you beat the lyrics?"

"..."

It is absolutely impossible for an uncomfortable water friend to swallow his anger.

So what can be done?

I can only go to another live broadcast room to vent.

"Hurry up! Whale Fall is finished."

"Stop babbling, write quickly!"

"You know, is your opponent finished?"

"Why are you guys so slow when you are also Father Qu?"

"..."

Fortunately, these people couldn't see the barrage, otherwise they would have to break the defense.

Three hours passed in such excitement.

Yu Hai and others took the car again to the outside of the Dahua Concert Hall.

Compared to two days ago, Yu Hai felt that there were more people calling his name.

Looking at the sea of ​​people, the mountains and the tsunami shouted.

Tang Lin patted Yu Hai's shoulder with some lingering fear: "If you can't go out in the future, let's not go out!"

"why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be eaten."

Yu Hai felt helpless.

I am not a Tang monk.

However, when he saw the excited foreign girls in the crowd staring at him with shining eyes, he couldn't help shivering.

I think Tang Lin's words are not unreasonable.

Sit in a special seat and the game will start soon.

The first game started was the first game of the third Huaxia team led by Mi Hua.

In order to get off to a good start, today's song was written by Mi Hua herself, and the co-singer is also her old partner. She is very familiar with her voice, so the song she wrote fits very well.

There are not many surprises to win the game.

Then the second game is the match between Huaxia Second Team and H Team.

This time, Yu Hai and his side played first.

Mo Bai stepped onto the stage from the side.

The clothes she wears make many people feel strange.

Rich colors, special patterns, with very distinctive regional characteristics.

At the first moment, many foreigners asked in the live broadcast room:
"What kind of clothing is this? It's very special."

"Is there such a thing in Hanfu?"

"it's beautiful!"

"It's the clothes of the Yi people."

"One of the ethnic minorities in China."

"..."

While everyone was still studying the singer's costume, the big screen had already played the name of the song: "A Letter to Grandma".

Then, when everyone was unprepared, a pure, clean voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"Ama, she will always sit by the firepit"

"Hanging on the wall are old photos of Apu"

"..."

The innocence and innocence of this Taoist child immediately pulled everyone into a clear emotional world.

It sounds like a child is singing.

Of course, there are no children in the team of Yu Hai and others, so this voice was recorded after Yu Hai changed his voice, and after post-processing, it sounded like a group of children singing.

With Yu Hai's voice, it doesn't sound any worse than that of an innocent child.

On the contrary, it is more touching.

And what caught many people off guard was the lyrics.

The prelude with great national characteristics, and the long thoughts rippling between the lines, directly hit the valve of the audience's memory.

The child's singing stopped, the guitar sounded, and Mo Bai on the stage finally raised the microphone:

"Ama, she always sits by the firepit..."

The magnetic and deep voice has complex emotions that children do not have.

Heavy, revealing the helplessness and sentimentality of adults.

But the emotion of missing in the singing is so sincere that people can't help but feel sour when listening to it.

However, before their tears overflowed their eyes.

Mo Bai on the stage suddenly popped out a series of characters they didn't understand:

"..."

Everyone is stunned

what is this?
Why don't you understand?
But why is it weird?

Fortunately, some viewers noticed that there was a lyrics translation on the big screen behind the singer:

"Grandma, I may not come back this year."

"This is your child's fifth year abroad"

"..."

Some viewers came back to their senses and couldn't help being amazed, but due to the atmosphere of the concert hall, they didn't whisper to each other, but the water friends in the live broadcast room didn't have this concern:
"What language is this, and why does it sound so nice?"

"Fuck, rap, it's actually Yi people's rap!"

"When I saw the lyrics, I almost burst into tears."

"I don't understand, but I'm getting goosebumps!"

"It's simply art!"

"Can rap be played like this?"

"It's obviously a very cool performance, but I feel the tenderness to the bone!"

"..."

Although most people can't understand this rap.

But after the initial surprise, everyone was still involuntarily moved by the singing.

They don't understand this language, but they don't know why, but the pronunciation sounds very beautiful.

Looking at the translated lyrics on the screen, there is a feeling of being touched.

There is also a sense of shock.

It was a shocking feeling that another language and Chinese can be combined so perfectly and harmoniously.

They cannot understand the language.

But I can understand the longing, deep love and beautiful wishes in the song.

I can feel the singer's intentions when singing this song.

What they didn't know was that on the stage, Mo Bai's fingers holding the microphone were a little hard, and the agitation in his heart couldn't stop just like his own lips that kept opening and closing.

This is the first time he has sung in his own language on stage.

It was also the first time for him to sing the voice of his own nation in the world.

Tears were shining in his eyes, but he tried his best not to let them fall.

He doesn't know if anyone will use their Yi language to compose songs after this, but at least at this moment, he let the whole world know that there is such a nation in this world with their own language and characters.

This time in the world, he has no regrets.

What Mo Bai didn't know was that at this time in Huaxia on the other side of the ocean, there was a group of people who were watching the live broadcast on TV and understood this rap.

Their mood was not much calmer than his:

"You don't know what a beautiful language Yi is."

"You will never understand that in the land of Huaxia, there are huge treasures that you can't imagine waiting for us to inherit."

"Few people learn Yi language now"

"The Yi people wept, they didn't understand, and they never learned the Yi language..."

"I want to say that the Yi language is super cool"

"..."

"Ama, you should be like me, you also have people you care about, yeyea, what I want to say to you, I don't know how to say it more appropriately..."

On the stage, Mo Bai sang the second rap, which was a mix of Chinese and Yi.

But the audience feels that it is extraordinarily silky.

The sense of hearing is directly full.

Gives people a feeling of advanced rap.

It also surprised many composers and singers who focus on rap.

Chinese also made everyone feel more involved, and many of the audience even began to wipe their tears.

The simple lyrics, realistic descriptions, every single word are filled with emotions and painstaking efforts, which make people cry every minute.

Some people say that music is a gun and emotions are like bullets.

When Mo Bai sang this song, his emotions were definitely the hottest in his life.

"You don't want me to stay in the mountains, you want me to go to farther places to practice, and your love for me is hidden in every stitch..."

Listening to the lyrics, they suddenly remembered that the title of this song is a letter to grandma.

It seems to be a very common household saying, but why do they feel that they are particularly touched?

After thinking about it, maybe it's because of such emotions and such homesickness, they will all have and experience it. The care and life in the song are true, so they can no longer extricate themselves.

"I can spend a few more years with you!"

"This round directly broke my defense!"

"Hun Dan, I can cry even watching a live broadcast, I'm a little funny!"

"I thought I didn't like rap."

"Please, I still want to hear such works!"

"It turns out that rap can also be without anger, contempt, or resentment"

"Rap has to watch the whale fall!"

"The last rap song that shook me so much was in my father's name."

"..."

Mo Bai slowly put down the microphone, seeing the touching emotions on the faces of the audience below the stage, he couldn't help showing a bright smile on his face.

No mistakes, which is great.

Then his eyes involuntarily looked in the direction of the whale fall.

Compared with the audience, he actually cares more about the author of this song's sense of himself.

Compared with before, he now has a little more respect for Jingluo's senses, even more respect than Lin Wenze.

He thinks Whale Fall is great, and he can think of integrating Yi language into pop music, which is enough to show his tolerance and love for various ethnic cultures.

He hopes that his performance can satisfy the other party, and hopes that he can choose him to cooperate in the future. (end of this chapter)