Chapter 70 The Monk(1/2)
"I want to return to secular worldly parts 2"!
However, the problem mentioned by Qiao Bai is indeed a problem.
Fang Zheng didn't reply, but began to search for other songs in his mind.
But this time, he was not looking for random things, but looking for purpose!
First of all, "If One Day I Become Very Rich" is a very down-to-earth song, and it was chosen because of his uniqueness. Secondly, Fang Zheng already has a suitable singer choice in his heart. If he wants to fit that singer, he needs to find similar songs.
So he chose the same person's songs, which can ensure that the style of the song will not change too much.
"Search, Mao Buyi's song!"
The big book in front of Fang Zheng was flipping through quickly, and finally showing all Mao Buyi's songs.
Fang Zheng read it quickly and thought that a person's lyrics must be high and low, and not every song can be as down-to-earth as "If One Day I Become Rich".
As a result, I never expected that Mao Buyi's songs were better than each song, and each song was directly aimed at the hearts of the people!
Seeing this, Fang Zheng smiled. He knew that he won at least half of this game!
The rest depends on the singer's strength.
"You're the one!"
Fang Zheng selected the song...
"Master Fangzheng?Master Fangzheng? Are you listening to me?" Qiao Bai raised his voice slightly.
Fang Zheng then came to his senses, smiled and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, don't worry, don't worry, I will find the singer and come back later!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng ran away.
When Qiao Bai came to his senses, Fang Zheng ran away!
Fang Zheng didn't know any singer, but he thought of someone, the young man singing in the subway station!
He ran out of the building and rushed into the subway station. At the same time, Fang Zheng silently prayed that the man must be there, don’t leave!
However, Fang Zheng was disappointed, and the place where the singer sang before was empty.
"Not here?" Fang Zheng lamented: "This is going to lose!"
Then Fang Zheng remembered that the other party seemed to be working in a nearby hospital, so Fang Zheng rushed out of the subway station again and headed straight for the hospital.
"A great talent, are you going to sing again? If you want me to say, you are being held in the dream of being a singer. Just be your caretaker honestly." In the hospital, a young nurse smiled and joking at the young man who came to work with a guitar on his back.
The young man smiled shyly: "Salted fish still have a dream of turning over, I want to try it."
"If someone else calls it a try, you call it a different face to bask in the sun." At this time, a fat nurse came over and said bitterly: "You are not young anymore, hurry up and get off to work. You are singing at the subway station with a guitar on your back every day. Those who don't know thought you were begging for food."
The young man replied: "Begging people don't know how to buy guitars, they all buy villas."
"You!" The fat woman was so angry that she was speechless by the young man, and she glared: "Hurry changing your clothes!"
The young man turned and walked towards the locker room.
The chatting sounds of two women came from behind.
"Sister Fat, don't always criticize him. They are also interested in it." said the young nurse.
The fat nurse spat: "Rich people are called hobbies, while poor people are called not doing their jobs. Look at how they look, don't rap well, even if they sing well, they can't make their debut without having that face, right? It's too ordinary!"
"It's okay... I'm quite honest and talk very interestingly."
"You are too young and don't know anything. Sister tells you, if he is like him, I will perform a handstand and wash your hair!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming, and a voice sounded: "The donor who carries the guitar, stop!"
The young man stopped and looked back in confusion. He saw a monk in white rushing towards him. He recognized him, but before he could speak, the monk grabbed his arm and dragged it away.
The strong one was like a tractor, and he found that his resistance with all his strength was like a little chicken struggling, which was useless at all.
When the two nurses saw a monk arresting people in the street, they were anxious.
The fat nurse shouted, "Monk, what are you doing?!"
The monk in white said, "This donor sang so well. Lanqi TV invited him to the show!"
"What?!"
The two nurses and the young man were shocked, and three mouths seemed to be able to stuff three duck eggs into them.
Fang Zheng didn't care about them and rushed out of the hospital with a dumb young man.
The two nurses behind him looked at each other, and the young nurse said, "Sister, do you need help when you stand upside down?"
Fat nurse: “…#¥”
...
Downstairs of Lanqi TV Station, the young man and Fangzheng stood side by side, looking up at the brilliantly lit building.
The young man said, "Really... I really want to sing?"
Fang Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Amitabha, monks do not lie, no."
"Damn..." The young man couldn't help but curse, turned around and ran away.
But he was pulled by the monk next to him.
"Master, please give up quickly. I'm almost late. I'm deducting my salary when I'm late!" the young man shouted.
Fang Zhengdao: "It was me who invited you to Lanqi TV Station. I wrote you to sing."
Hearing this, the young man stopped struggling and exclaimed: "You participated in my writing and singing program? Have you chosen it? Did you choose me?"
Obviously, young people are very familiar with the rules of the program "You Write and I Sing", and have paid attention to it, and even submitted manuscripts, but they have not passed it.
Fang Zheng nodded: "Yes, I chose you."
The young man was excited: "Why choose me?"
Fang Zheng said: "Because I have no choice, if I don't choose you, there will be only a few college students left."
The young man thought the other party would say something like Boya Ziqi, but after replying to this sentence, he really wanted to hit someone a little.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "And, my song is very suitable for you. By the way, what's your name?"
The young man said, "My name is Mao Xiaofan."
Fang Zheng said: "Your surname is Mao, too?"
Mao Xiaofan looked at Fang Zheng in confusion: "What's wrong? Isn't it okay?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "No, it's too good. If you don't win a championship, you're sorry for this surname!"
Mao Xiaofan was confused: "You... do you want to win the championship? Just let's do it?"
Fang Zheng knew that he didn't believe it, and he didn't blame him, because he didn't believe it himself.
But as the saying goes, the enemy is strategically the enemy, and the enemy is attached to the enemy tactically, so the confidence in the early stage must be laid out.
Fang Zheng said: "What does it mean to be two of us? I tell you, it means to be two of us!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng took Mao Xiaofan to a convenience store, took out paper and pen, and began to write down the first hand brother quickly.
Mao Xiaofan initially expressed suspicion of Fang Zheng's words, but when he really saw the lyrics, he was surprised! When he saw the music score, his small eyes began to shine, and the thick glasses could not block the light!
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On the Blue Flag TV station.
"There is something wrong with the team leader!" Wang Peng found Qiao Bai, his face was very embarrassed.
Qiao Bai frowned: "You want to say that we were secretly filmed and live broadcasts, right?"
While speaking, Qiao Bai raised his phone. The phone was the most popular short video platform and one of the largest live broadcast platforms.
And the above is currently broadcasting the live broadcast of the program team of "I Write You Sing"!
The barrage flying on the screen was filled with curses: "Where did the arrogant and ignorant monk dare to challenge my idol?"
"Hua Shen is invincible, crush that monk to death!"
"Hua Shen, Hua Shen, Hua Shen!"
"Is there any need to compare this program? As soon as Hua Shen came out, those scammers who had never heard of the names and a group of students instantly became scammers. There was no comparison between the two. Just give the award directly, and it's over!"
"Although I really want to give new players a chance, since Hua Shen has been invited, there is really no need to continue in this game."
"Give the awards, it's over!"
"This will become the shortest variety show in history, right? Haha... the program team's mind was in trouble, and it actually made such a big BG misunderstanding. It's gone!"
...
In addition to those who shouted for parting, there were also people shouting...
"Where is that arrogant and ignorant monk? Come out and howl twice!"
"Monkey, please exit. This is not a temple, no one spoils you."
"Who gives you the courage to bet against God Hua? Buddha? Bah!"
To be continued...