Chapter 349 Who Still Has Dreams?

Everyone in the conference room was stunned.

"Fuck, just written?"

The group of stars looked at each other. Originally, when they saw him holding a handbag, they thought it was written in advance, and everyone had the urge to rob him.

Such a thick stack, it looks like at least dozens of songs, if they can grab it, it will be enough for them to be glorious for a lifetime.

It turned out to be written just now, this is not a joke.

"Are you kidding us?"

"Hey, I shouldn't have such high hopes."

Everyone exchanged glances, and it was hard to hide the disappointment.

Xu Nuo started writing the song quickly, and it was finished in a few strokes.

"Here, Brother Yang."

"Brother Yang?" Xu Nuo looked up and looked at it, a little puzzled, why didn't he take it.

"Oh, oh, oh." Yang Guang came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, took it and took a look.

"'Watching the Moon Climb Up', the name is quite appropriate." Yang Guang looked at the lyrics and the score and said to himself.

The people around couldn't wait, and they all stood up and came over to take a look.

Within two minutes, everyone nodded and praised, "This song is very good!"

In everyone's opinion, this song should have been written by Xu Nuo a long time ago, but it was only brought out now.

The song is indeed good, but everyone has no big differences. The master composer is joking with you.

Young people like to pretend, and everyone tacitly did not expose him.

This song "Watching the Moon Climb Up" sung by Zhang Jie is a classic Mid-Autumn Festival song. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, a song that will definitely appear on the Internet.

Although it is a bit painful to bring it out like this, if you want to get something, you must pay something. Pulling so many people crazy in the middle of the night, there must be some expression.

Although they came here because of the invitation of the two directors, they will inevitably owe favors. Favors are the most difficult to repay. Xu Nuo brought out a good song, even if it is to repay this favor.

"Um, Teacher Nuoyan, can we listen to this song? Just looking at the music score, there is no atmosphere." Yang Guang was holding the paper treasure in his hand, but he also raised a question.

"Yes, we want to listen to it too." Someone immediately echoed.

Wan Qian clapped his hands, "No problem, let's go, there are still musical instruments in the studio, let's listen to it live."

"Okay, let's go to the studio."

The group went to the studio in a mighty manner, and met many staff members who were working overtime on the way.

"What are they doing?"

"It's about the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. I saw them during the rehearsal."

"Are they still rehearsing now?"

The staff members were talking about it.

In the studio, Xu Nuo sat in front of the piano, "How about this, I'll play it, Brother Yang, you just start singing, let everyone evaluate whether this song is suitable."

"Okay." Yang Guang cleared his throat and prepared to start.

"By the way, Brother Yang, don't feel pressured. If this song doesn't work, let's change it until we are satisfied." Xu Nuo reminded him as if he remembered something.

Yang Guang: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Fuck, how many songs do you have?

I really want to rob you.

Yang Guang began to sing:

"... Let's watch the moon rise together,

You are also insomnia thinking about your favorite..."

"Good!" Everyone applauded.

"So this song passed?" Xu Nuo asked.

Yang Guang nodded happily, "This is it."

Xu Nuo flipped open the program, "Next, Sister Zhang..."

"I also listened to your song, how about this one?"

Xu Nuo started playing directly.

Zhang Ying's eyes lit up, "Awesome!"

"Did you write this now?" Someone asked impatiently.

One song was accidental, but both songs were written on the spot, which is unusual.

"It's not written on the spot. I had a lot of ideas before, but I was usually busy and never wrote them."

"Awesome!"

"Fuck, this kind of song was not written because of busyness."

"What a waste of talent!"

"Teacher Nuoyan, please, write them all out when you have time!"

Everyone was excited and talked at once.

"Well, next time, I will definitely finish today's song first."

After playing the new song, Sister Zhang nodded vigorously, "This song is great!"

Xu Nuo took out a piece of paper and started writing.

Two consecutive songs shocked the singers on the scene.

Both the melody and the lyrics were top-notch, and the people present were all experts, and they were stunned when they heard it.

"To be honest, I may never write a song like this in my life." Someone sighed.

Writing a song is not just about filling in lyrics. It is a delicate job. Usually, everyone spends one or two months or even a year to polish a song.

This kind of live songwriting, which takes no more than five minutes, has never been seen by the people present.

Only Yu Zhou acted calm: "What's the big deal? Teacher Nuoyan has always been like this. When we ask him for songs, he always gives us songs. If everything goes well, he can finish the arrangement and recording on the same day and release it directly."

"Yes, I've heard that too. It's so fast."

Several people sang in unison, wanting to praise Xu Nuo to the sky.

Xu Nuo waved his hand, "It's not that exaggerated. It's all inspiration accumulated in the past."

"I didn't believe it before, but now I am convinced."

"Teacher Nuoyan, I think the original song is not very good. Can we change the style?"

When it was the next person's turn, Xu Nuo hadn't spoken yet, and the next person rubbed his hands and said.

Xu Nuo: "Hmm?"

"It's like this. I was thinking that when the moon rises, everyone's first reaction is to miss home. As the saying goes, the moon is brighter in the hometown. I want to write a song based on this idea."

"Xiao Tao, you are going too far." Someone criticized.

"Yes, you changed the topic temporarily. This is too difficult." Zhang Ying quickly grabbed Xiao Tao.

Tao Cheng just reacted and was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, sorry, let's go with the original."

Even though two songs were played on the spot, many people thought that Xu Nuo had read the program list in advance and prepared the songs in advance according to the song selection ideas on it.

Xu Nuo waved his hand, "It's okay, Brother Tao, you continue to tell me your ideas and see if I have any ideas."

Tao Cheng said: "I am an outsider and live in Shanghai, but during the holidays, I will miss home and think of her in the past. I think most people may have this experience, so I want to try to sing this feeling."

"Well, forget it if it doesn't work." Tao Cheng added.

"You miss home, right? You miss the white moonlight back then. Let me think..." Xu Nuo lowered his head and thought.

Tao Cheng's face flushed, "No, not the white moonlight..."

"Hahaha, why are you blushing?" Everyone laughed at him.

"How can I blush? I'm just hot." Tao Cheng said it stubbornly, regretting that he said it.

"Teacher Nuoyan, ignore him, and follow the previous playlist." Someone came out to smooth things over.

Xu Nuo suddenly raised his head, "I got it, Brother Tao, listen to this."

He danced on the keys with both hands and sang:

"How I want to go back to my hometown, back to her side,

see her gentleness and kindness, to comfort my heartache..."

Tao Cheng opened his mouth and stared at him blankly.

Zhang Ying cursed: "Fuck!"

"Awesome!"

"Rock and folk songs, it perfectly matches Tao Cheng's style."

"It's not difficult to sing, but the beginning is very attractive."

"Brother Tao, you've made a fortune!"

Everyone cast envious eyes at him.

How could he not be envious? The master composer customized the song according to his ideas on the spot. This is not smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, but fire.

Tao Cheng has been wandering in the second and third tier cities for many years, and his development has been tepid, suffering from the fact that he does not have a song that is highly popular.

He never expected that participating in the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala would allow him to pick up such a big bargain.

After congratulating Tao Cheng, everyone surrounded Xu Nuo in a flash.

Finishing a song in five minutes, this is not a genius, this is a god.

They couldn't believe it, but they had to believe it.

Tao Cheng's sudden proposal to write a song was an unexpected event that no one expected, and it would be impossible even if they prepared in advance.

Nuoyan is indeed as rumored, a famous quick shooter, and it only takes a few minutes to write a song.

"Well, Mr. Nuoyan, I have an idea too..."

"You go behind, I'll be next."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Isn't your song good? You don't need to change it."

"Who said it's good? I think it should be changed."

An old senior came out to smooth things over, "Don't be anxious, this is not a good look. If you don't know, you might think it's a street fight."

Everyone quieted down, but still looked at others unconvinced.

"Ahem, let the old man go first."

Everyone was stunned.

"No, Mr. Chen, why are you still grabbing it?"

Xu Nuo was speechless and winked at Wan Qian, "Director Wan, everyone has to change the content, is this appropriate?"

"Appropriate, very appropriate, anyway, it's all about the moon, especially appropriate." Wan Qian pretended not to see his look.

Xu Nuo: "..."

Chen Jianshen laughed: "Director Wan is wise."

"Director Wan is wise." Others followed suit.

Xu Nuo said helplessly: "Okay, everyone come one by one in order."

"Should Mr. Chen come first? It's so late." Someone suggested.

"Okay." Xu Nuo agreed.

Chen Jianshen touched his gray hair and fell into memories, "After leaving home for decades, I always feel that everything is empty in the end. Only going home is the final destination..."

Chen Jianshen talked a lot, but no one was annoyed, and no one interrupted him.

After Xu Nuo finished speaking, he started playing again in the expectant eyes of everyone.

In the singing, Chen Jianshen burst into tears and couldn't speak.

Everyone knew that he had been moved by the singing.

"It's my turn, it's my turn!"

"And me!"

Everyone at the scene was boiling. It was impossible for old man Chen Jianshen to act with Nuoyan, but in just a few minutes, a classic song was so fresh, and everyone couldn't contain their excitement.

Xu Nuo smiled slightly, just like Wang Duoyu who has endless money to spend, "Who still has dreams?!"