Chapter 73 Deep Level
After the afternoon music class, Xu Rui noticed that some of the contestants who came to the classroom to write songs looked at him with strange eyes.
After spending so many days together, Li Yi, who shared the same dormitory, was still very friendly with him. He sat next to him and asked curiously: "Have you started writing? Why didn't you go to the class later in the afternoon?"
Xu Rui said: "I found that many of them were things I had learned before, and I remembered them very well. Of course, I didn't plan to leave. After all, reviewing the old and learning the new, I might encounter some things I had missed before, but suddenly a melody came to my mind and I was in a hurry to come out."
Li Yi nodded: "Indeed, many of them were things I had learned before, but I was afraid of missing something if I didn't listen. It's quite contradictory. If I had inspiration, I would have come out."
When Li Yi spoke, his voice was raised a little bit, just enough for others in the classroom to hear.
Xu Rui noticed something and realized that Li Yi's questions and answers just now were all intentional. This guy with a slight mysophobia was quite thoughtful. He noticed that he didn't go to class and said this because he was afraid that he would be excluded. What a good person!
"Have you started writing? So great." At this time, Sun Xueting also appeared in the lounge, sat directly in front of Xu Rui, and turned around to look at his score.
"You want to see it?" Xu Rui asked.
Unexpectedly, when he pushed the score over, Sun Xueting didn't look at it: "No, no, I'm easily misled. After reading yours, I might be led by your lyrics and music."
After Li Yi broke the prejudice that had just formed, many people gathered and asked: "Xu Rui, how much have you written?"
"The lyrics and music are finished, and I have to discuss the arrangement with the teacher."
"So fast?" Everyone was amazed. Many people wanted to take a look, but they all held back. It's like writing an essay. It's a good thing to share with each other after writing, but it's easy to be misled by looking at others before writing.
Someone couldn't help asking: "Isn't this your previous inventory?"
"Actually..." Xu Rui smiled, "I guess so."
This answer did not reduce everyone's admiration, but made them more surprised: "Teacher Bai Maojie, you also have inventory for this topic? You are amazing!"
Two more people entered the classroom shoulder to shoulder, tall and handsome. Xu Rui remembered that one of them was called Rao Qiufeng and the other was called He Mengyu.
Hearing the exclamation in the classroom, Rao Qiufeng asked curiously: "What did we miss?"
Someone explained: "Xu Rui has finished writing the song for the next episode."
"So fast?" The two were a little surprised, but not that surprised. It was probably because they had a stock of stocks.
They debuted in the boy groups Gin-9 and WuLY-11 respectively. They knew each other before their debut. They were both vocalists in the groups. They showed good originality during the talent show, but there were not many opportunities to show it at that time.
This program is a rare opportunity for them. They hope to break the prejudice that some people's idols are useless except for their faces. As they wished, they passed the first episode easily.
And the songs selected in the first episode were not their best works. They prepared a lot of songs before participating in the competition. Some of them were recognized by the company after repeated carving and could be released as singles. They did not put them in the first performance because they believed that after so many episodes, they should find a more important opportunity to sing them.
Not only them, the contestants who came to participate in this program usually write songs like writing diaries. There is definitely no shortage of songs. However, it is quite surprising that the songs in Xu Rui's inventory can fit Bai Maojie's proposition.
After the two of them expressed their surprise appropriately, they did not ask any more questions. They had fought their way out of a talent show of nearly 100 people, and they were all proud. After seeing Xu Rui get the highest score in the first round with "The Nameless", they all wanted to compete with him.
Of course, the competition is not to offend people. He Mengyu smiled and said, "You put a lot of pressure on us. We have to cheer up."
When he said this, the others also realized that Xu Rui had finished writing and could relax. What were they doing here?
"No, I have to work harder too."
"Yes, I have to hurry up."
A group of people returned to their seats.
No longer having to deal with these people, Xu Rui and Li Yi said, "I'll go find the music teacher."
"Okay." Li Yi responded.
Sun Xueting in front turned around and said with envy, "I didn't even feel it, and you finished. It was too fast."
Li Yi, who was just about to start writing, almost rushed to the table.
Xu Rui also staggered: "You mean inspiration?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Sun Xueting asked in confusion. After a while, she opened her mouth slightly, embarrassed, and hurriedly explained, "I mean, I haven't found the feeling of writing a song, and you've finished it. What are you thinking!"
Li Yi couldn't help but say, "We didn't say anything, did we?"
Before leaving, Xu Rui shook his head and commented: "Alas, your ability to express yourself is basically goodbye to creation."
Sun Xueting was so angry that she looked at Xu Rui's back as he left the classroom. She was very dissatisfied and stared at the five-line score on the paper and began to think hard. She must prove herself!
As she was thinking, she suddenly heard a click. When she came to her senses, she found that she had bitten the pen.
Li Yi's voice came from behind: "What a terrible bite force."
"..."Sun Xueting felt like crying again.
Xu Rui remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, so he didn't rush to find the music teacher. He went back to the room to get the power bank. When he walked through the corridor, he found that someone else hadn't gone to the classroom. He was playing the guitar in the room, as if looking for a tune.
Although 40 people were eliminated in the first round, there are real hidden talents among the remaining ones.
After dinner, Xu Rui went to the music classroom. Unlike the celebrity mentors who only stay here for two or three days a week, the music teacher invited by the program team has a similar schedule to them. There is time to answer their questions in the morning, afternoon and evening.
Xu Rui knocked on the door and went in. The woman inside was playing the piano. She didn't play any songs, but just improvised chords, which sounded pretty good.
"Teacher Xiaohe?" Xu Rui asked. The other party asked them to call her that when introducing herself.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiaohe raised his head. Xu Rui knew that Xu Rui didn't come to her class in the afternoon. Whether as a woman or a teacher, she is very sensitive in this regard.
Of course, she would not be prejudiced because of this, nor would she target him. The lyrics, music and arrangement of "The Nameless" were all completed by Xu Rui alone, which means that he really doesn't need to take the afternoon class.
Xu Rui said, "I'll submit the song for the next episode, and then we'll talk about the arrangement."
Jiang Xiaohe was stunned: "Have you finished writing it?"
"Yeah."
"I wrote it before, right?"
"I guess so."
"Okay, let me see it." Jiang Xiaohe took the score with curiosity. The topic of "views on the entertainment industry" is definitely not easy to write, but it can be easier if you play tricks. For example, the song "Nobody" is about the views on the entertainment industry, which seems to be nothing wrong.
The entertainment industry is a place where you may try your best to make yourself look embarrassed but still no one knows you. Many people break in just to hope to bloom a gorgeous firework.
She even thought about what most contestants would write, which is nothing more than "hard work", "yearning", "struggle" or "glamorous", but she hopes to see some deeper views and expressions, and Xu Rui is the one she expects more.
Jiang Xiaohe's eyes fell on the music score. When he saw the first sentence, his eyelids twitched. Then he hummed along with the music score. As he hummed, he seemed to be petrified. His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally only the corners of his mouth twitched.
This...
Is it too deep? !