Dumb start: hold 33 concerts

Chapter 401 I... I am a pig
Let me write?
Zhong Liang didn't expect that they would pay attention to him.

Moreover, Tang Zhenguo's mentor is set to be a master of ancient poetry.

It doesn't feel like that at all to write a lyrics for him to go up and recite.

Can recitation compare with singing?
Apart from anything else, at least singing is accompanied by accompaniment.
This poetry recitation...eh, that's not right either. Poetry recitation seems to be able to add musical accompaniment.

Zhong Liang suddenly discovered that he had fallen into a misunderstanding before.

I have always thought that poetry recitation means standing on the stage,

Holding the inscription book in hand, read according to the inscription book,

Whether it is good or bad lies in whether the reading is emotional and whether it can arouse emotional resonance.

But I never thought that the soundtrack can be added, that is, BGM.

The appearance of characters and the addition of BGM can make the feeling different.
Adding BGM to poetry recitation should have similar effects.

And you can also do a cantata, just like a cantata,

The appeal must be very strong, and Tang Zhenguo doesn’t have to be the only one to recite it on stage.

Zhong Liang didn't agree to them right away, writing lyrics for Tang Zhenguo or something,

Instead, express the thoughts that came to mind at this moment.

After hearing this, Tang Zhenguo slapped his head: "Yeah, why didn't I think of that? I can't do it alone. Wouldn't there be more people to make it more infectious? Or adding background music would certainly not make it monotonous."

Niu Min also nodded: "In the follow-up of Dean Tang's program, we can consider this aspect. It is indeed a good idea. Mr. Zhong is truly a creative person. His mind is flexible and he can always come up with novel ideas."

Mei Qiubai: "Then what are you waiting for, let's find a way together to make Dean Tang's program work, otherwise his program will appear monotonous and boring, and netizens will hate him."

Tang Zhenguo glared at him angrily: "You are the most monotonous, you are the most monotonous."

Even if Tang Zhenguo refused to accept it, he had to admit,
The poetry recitation was indeed monotonous and not interesting.

It's just that he's used to playing old tricks, and he can't turn his mind around.

You can't be like a young man like Zhong Liang who can always come up with many weird but good ideas.

But at this moment, Que Zhiman stopped them,

Everyone looked at her, not understanding what she was calling to stop,
Niu Min: "Master Que, the audiences outside are still waiting. We have no time. If you have anything to say, we can wait until the recording of the program is over. Let's put our heads together and arrange the program for Dean Tang."

Que Zhiman said calmly: "It's okay to program the program, but you also said that there is no time. Do you have time to program the program? How long it will take to compile it, can you predict?"

Niu Min and the others were silent.

This is equivalent to live programming,

No one knows when it will be compiled.
Maybe today, maybe tomorrow,
But the outside audience can't wait that long.

Tang Zhenguo thought she was causing trouble, and Zhong Liang finally provided an idea.

If you do it according to your ideas, it may not take a long time.

Tang Zhenguo said dissatisfied: "Then what do you think we should do?"

Que Zhiman looked at Zhong Liang, without saying a word.

Afterwards, Mei Qiubai looked at Zhong Liang,

Tang Zhenguo looked at Zhong Liang,
Niu Min looked at Zhong Liang,

Everyone in the dressing room looked at Zhong Liang.

Zhong Liang could only point to his nose: "Why are you looking at me? I have already provided ideas, so I can't think of everything, right? I can't figure it out in a short time even if I want to break my head."

Que Zhiman said: "It's not for you to think about the idea of ​​program arrangement, but for you to come up with the lyrics. You don't think that if you change the subject, this is over? We all want to watch it."

When the others heard this, they immediately woke up.

That’s right, Mr. Zhong hasn’t come up with the lyrics yet.

Almost let him go.

Zhong Liang covered his face instantly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry,
He had no intention of changing the subject.
Indeed, just thinking about it, those thoughts suddenly appeared,
I just said it and shared it with everyone. He has plenty of lyrics, so where does he need to change the subject?

Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Zhong Liang knew that this was definitely something he couldn't avoid,

If they don't come up with a lyrics, they will definitely not engage in programming.

Zhong Liang: "Then what kind of lyrics do you want?"

Tang Zhenguo immediately said: "It's not just a pile of rhetoric, it's something emotional that can resonate, and lyrics that can be recited and sung!"

How can I criticize you, how can you ask me?
Didn't notice, this little old man usually looks like an old urchin,
I thought he had a very angry personality, but I didn't expect him to be a vengeful person.

He is also a person who takes revenge on the spot when he has a grudge.

Even Mei Qiubai and the others felt that this request was a bit high.

But Zhong Liang is a prolific creator,

This shouldn’t bother him, just take whatever he has created before and have not published it.

Everyone thought so, but Zhong Liang said: "Well, I'll write a song now."

write now?

That's live creation.

In such a short time, he created it?
Several people glanced at each other and found that there was expectation and excitement in each other's eyes.

They have never seen Zhong Liang create live,

It is not so easy to write lyrics that can read and sing.

Que Zhiman: "Mr. Zhong, we are joking, don't take it seriously, write it if you really want to."

Mei Qiubai: "Yes, we are joking, Mr. Zhong, don't force yourself, but if you are in trouble, then write it out, even if the writing is not good, we will not criticize it."

Tang Zhenguo: "Mr. Zhong's writing is too difficult. Most people can't do it. Don't try to show off and write hard. With so many people watching, are you embarrassed not to prove yourself?"

Zhong Liang: "..."

The first half of what they said was okay.

Zhong Liang felt warm in his heart, thinking that they were caring about him.
After all, he is a senior and older than him.
Care about him and keep him from making a fool of himself.

But after listening to the second half of the sentence, are you sure it's because you care about it or is it just urging you?

Look at the others, gearing up, all anxious like monkeys,
I wish he could write it out now.

However, Zhong Liang did have poems in his mind.

Yes, that’s right, it’s poetry, not lyrics.

Poems that can be read and sung.

It is impossible to embarrass him with these,
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At this time, Niu Min sensiblely handed over the paper and pen,

Zhong Liang took it and spread it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

He leaned over to write, and the others gathered around him,

Standing in a circle, they are half bent.

But this time around, the light dimmed.

Zhong Liang then raised his head, trying to tell them to spread out and let some light in.

He looked up startled,

There were seven or eight people at the scene, plus other staff, a total of a dozen people,

Everyone pointed their cell phones at him,

Niu Min was still muttering: "Friends in front of the TV audience, today I will show you three mouthfuls and one pig. I... Where is my pig? Oh, I'm sorry, that was yesterday's show. Today I will show you a live show. Write poetry, performer - Zhong Liang!"

Zhong Liang's fist holding the pen tightened even more.

(End of this chapter)