Chapter 90

"And the time?" Liu Zixia nodded and said, "can't you create without time limit?"

That's right. Even if Liu Zixia and jinshitang can afford to wait, the audience won't have so much time to stay up late with them.

"There's a time limit, of course."

Jinshitang sneered. It seemed that he turned around and said something to someone. Then he continued, "one song, one hour! Of course, if you are afraid, you can give up

An hour? Do you think this is an 800 word composition? Even if it's an 800 word composition, it has to have an outline, outline and theme, right?

A song, you only know a theme, melody, lyrics and so on, how to create?

"Afraid?" Liu Zixia shrugged, "this word is for you! By the way, I can give you an answer from Xia Yue. It takes only five minutes to compose a poem. Do you dare to fight? "

This time it's jinshitang's turn to be silent. Now it's not ancient times. There is no poem in seven steps. Just because he can write some Doggerels doesn't mean he can write a poem seriously.

"Golden dog, you have the courage to wipe black people, but you are fighting for me?"

"That's right. What about the previous arrogance on the Internet? Now throw it out for us? "

"I don't think you should be called jinshitang any more. Will you change your name to golden tortoise later? The turtle with a shrunken head, ha ha ha... "

The silence of jinshitang made the audience in the live broadcasting room feel very happy. They started the barrage mode one after another. The barrage by one almost submerged the whole live broadcasting room.

Facing the audience's Tucao and make complaints about it, Jin Shih Tang was angry from his heart, and he was born to the gall. He said directly, "is it just five minutes to write a poem?" What's the point? I'll take the challenge! "

At the beginning of being a free media commentator, jinshitang may still have justice in his heart, and may also feel happy or sad about whether he has increased his fans.

Now, since taking the first sum of business money given by others, jinshitang has abandoned justice. Everything is profit. What's bad reputation? What's the difference between money and money?

"Well, since you agree, let's not delay the time of the netizens." Liu Zixia waved his hand, "the first question is from netizens! Jinshitang, you can tell the netizens how to make a topic. "

Ma Dan, since you are so rude to me, what can I do to give you face?

"Hum." Jinshitang snorted coldly, "please leave a message under the room. Take a screen capture at 8:15, and then look at the topic of the message at the top of the screen capture."

Jinshitang is kind, at least it doesn't do any black box operation, so the questions are more transparent.

In fact, the audience can't understand that if Huang Bingkun didn't join us all of a sudden, the piss nature of jinshitang would definitely bring out some disgusting ideas of Liu Zixia.

But now the situation does not allow, Huang Bingkun in, even if give them courage, he also dare not ah!

"This golden dog is not too bad. It's a good way to choose a topic."

"It's only a few minutes before 8:15. Don't talk any more. Leave a message and brush up the topic."

"You don't want to see how many people are waiting for the questions now. They're all staring at 8:15. We can't do it."

All the audience who watched the live broadcast were very noisy. They left a message at the bottom of the live broadcast room and compared the time, as if they were going to miss a million in the next second.

As time goes by, as 8:15 is approaching, the audience in the live room is silent, and the barrage is gone, because now all their attention is focused on the message box under the room.

In the last three minutes, the messages in the message box began to refresh crazily.

Let all the people present and the netizens watching the live broadcast, are dumbfounded, just this last time, almost every minute will refresh millions of messages.

Since the birth of the live broadcasting platform, there has never been such a hot scene for any anchor. The most important thing is that this is not the anchor, but a star from the entertainment industry.

At 8:15, Liu Zixia and jinshitang got stuck and cut the picture!

"Time's up, no screenshots, no screenshots?"

"Here, here! Don't leave a message. Let's have a look at the screenshot. "

Brush!

The screenshots of Liu Zixia and Huang Bingkun were put on the screen of the studio almost at the same time.

Maybe it's because of the delay in screen capture. The first message of the two people is not quite the same. However, looking at the time below, we can still compare them.

"Happy stream: I'm going to get married in a few days. I want me to create a duet song with love as the theme, because I want to surprise all the guests at the wedding with my girlfriend!"

"Happy stream, your theme has been chosen!" Liu Zixia appeared a smile on his face and said to the audience in the live room, "first of all, let's congratulate happy Xiaoxi. Happy wedding and happy marriage

"You're lucky, young man. I'll give you a present to celebrate!"

"Congratulations Xiaoxi, wuwuwu, I've been single for 20 years, and I still don't have a girlfriend!"

Old fellow, please do not abuse dogs! If you abuse dogs again, I'll brush bamboo! "

The audience in the studio are all kind-hearted. After seeing the pictures on the screen, their first action is to send a bullet screen or a message to congratulate the netizen. Some local tyrants even made loose money gifts.

The gift of giving away money is different from the gift given to the anchor. In fact, these gifts are candy. Generally, they are given twice for 100 yuan. All the audience watching the live broadcast can grab them.

It's also a way to activate the atmosphere and boost the popularity of the anchor.

In Liu Zixia's room, Lang Wenxing, apart from watching Liu Zixia's live performance, everyone is holding a mobile phone, tablet computer or laptop in their hands.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the audience's request on the screen.

Because most of the current songs are mainly about love. If they are other popular themes, they will sweat for Liu Zixia.

Compared with the remaining two unknown topics, this is the most sure.

"Well, now that the first topic has been determined, can we start?"

Looking at Liu Zixia's interaction with the netizens in the live broadcast room, jinshitang is a little impatient. He can't stand the fact that other people are more famous than him and more praised than him.

After all, he is also a man. No matter how bad his reputation is, he has self-respect.

"Dear friends, since Mr. king is already urging, I'll start." Liu Zixia touched Yueyue's cerebellar pouch melon, picked up the pen and paper, bowed his head and began to create.

"Wocao, 66666, I'm Xia Weiwu. I'm starting to write songs now?"

"I don't know. Don't you have to think about it? In your heart, is songwriting really like playing? "

"Don't make any noise. What's going on over there?"

See Liu Zixia pen. Dry, netizens are fried pot, have not seen such a song creation ah? When, melody and lyrics, are handy?

Is it true that today's music composers are so good?

Don't talk about them. Even Han Junqing, who is hiding beside jinshitang on the other side of the screen, looks surprised. Is this guy really so powerful?

On the screen, Huang Bingkun, Huang Lao's face, also appeared the color of curiosity.

After so many years in the music and entertainment circles, he has never seen such a young man.

While performing in the graduation report of the Chinese opera performance department, Huang Bingkun watched Liu Zixia's performance in the private room on the second floor. He attached great importance to this young generation with great talent and talent in singing.

Moreover, for more than a month, he often saw news about Liu Zixia, and he began to be more and more curious about this young generation.

"Wocao, go and have a look. Xia Yueda's microblog has been updated!"

"Which one of you has extra equipment? Can you pass on the content of Xia Yueda's microblog?"

"I can't. It's hard for me to get into the studio in summer. If I quit, I'll lose it."

After not two minutes, the audience in the live room suddenly became noisy again. Many bullet screens flew by. After a closer look, they were all talking about Xia Yue's microblog.

It turns out that before Liu Zixia opened the studio, he gave Lang Wenxing his tablet computer.

When he just lowered his head to pick up the pen, he first sat down and wrote a poem. Then he secretly handed it to Yueyue and asked Yueyue to give the paper to Lang Wenxing. Then Lang Wenxing logged into xiayue's account and was responsible for publishing the whole poem.

At this time, a screenshot of Xia Yue's microblog suddenly appeared on the screen of the studio. It was Lin Yue who directly sent the screenshot to the background.

"@ jinshitang, since the first theme is out, according to the rules, write a poem in five minutes, I will be one step ahead of you! This poem is called untitled

When we meet, it's hard to say goodbye. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are incomplete.

A spring silkworm may not stop spinning silk until death, a candle's tears dry only when it's burned down to ashes.

Xiao Jing but worry cloud temples change, singing at night should feel the cold moonlight.

There is no way to Pengshan. The birds are eager to visit. "

Seeing this poem, the audience in the studio were all shocked.

"This poem looks very artistic! Despite my elementary school level, I always feel that this sentence "when the silkworms die, the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry."

"Yes, yes, this poem describes the pain of a pair of lovers' parting and their missing after parting, and expresses their sincere love for each other."

"What's more, do you find that this poem also borrows the myths and legends of Penglai fairy mountain and Bluebird to express the incomparable love and deep yearning for the lovers in your heart."

I'm afraid that few of the contemporary literary giants and masters can make this kind of poetry, right?