Chapter 400

According to the maturity time of rice, this music production cycle seems to be a little longer, but compared with the level of Baimo fishing, at least there is better than none. But what about ordering songs? After all, it is necessary to sing songs. The head of the radio station has built a small electric tower here. Looking at things like microphones, it shows that someone will come to sing?

Do you want them to stay here?

It's not true. Although it's an idol, not all songs can sing. What if the audience calls for a song they don't know? After thinking about it, I still couldn't understand the working mode of the music paddy field, so I still stood by the bank and watched the changes in the paddy field obediently.

The paddy field planted with rice seedlings looks the same as ordinary rice fields in appearance, but in Zhou Yu's eyes, there are many changes here.

A gust of wind blowing, the rice field actually appeared the frog song, there are some strange insect sounds, together into a village frog singing insects daily scene. However, Zhou Yu is very sure that although his small farm has never been treated with pesticides, there are frogs living in the paddy fields just finished so quickly.

I went around the paddy field and found some strange frogs. But to be sure, they are not three dimensional frogs, because there are no frogs with sunglasses in the third dimension.

Besides frogs, there are some strange insects, such as crickets. They are all personified, dressed in bizarre clothes, frolicking in the paddy fields, and occasionally singing together. Some people also carry musical instruments, even yukrili has them. They are so strange.

Is that the gang singing?

Zhou Yu was extremely suspicious. However, a frog with sunglasses came up and said politely, "Hello, Lord of the city. We are the paddy field chorus. I am the leader of Laojiang."

Well, if you say it's a chorus, it's a chorus. It's a bit of a sense to look at it. If the mystery of song ordering is solved, then who did the song making?

At this time, white ink appeared.

Bai Mo was a degenerate composer before, but after being removed from the name of the degenerate tribe, his ability to compose music has been cleared. However, the ability to compose music is still there, but how to show it, even Bai Mo himself does not know. Today, there are finally buildings related to music production. Naturally, he wants to have a look. Maybe he can find his ability.

Sure enough, frog Lao Jiang warmly welcomed Bai Mo's arrival: "ha ha ha, the city of Luhua is really full of hidden dragons and tigers. Even the composers are ready-made. We welcome Mr. Bai as a conductor and composer

In this way, white ink became a member of the paddy field chorus. However, it will take some time for him to get along with the paddy field. So he turned to Zhou Yu and said, "father, I want to take a boat in the paddy field and feel the atmosphere here."

Well, it's just a boat. It's easy. As long as your composing ability recovers, you can do anything.

A young man in white stood in front of a boat. The boatman took a long pole to drive the boat and slowly moved forward in the clear paddy field. He is really a young man who likes to pretend to be forced. He may have broken off with this pair of scholar's demeanor of Linjiang, not to mention girls.

The white ink from Wenqing disease also made my father build a small building in the middle of the paddy field, which made the humanistic atmosphere in the paddy field even heavier.

With his small team, he inspected the growth of various seasonal vegetables in various farms. However, he did not know how to comment on the things in the small farm. He shook his head when he saw that the boss had spent time and effort to make a paddy field with a strange shape, and a stone based wooden building was set up in the middle of the paddy field. In addition, various bridges were connected to make the paddy field look like a West Lake building, so he couldn't help shaking his head.

In the past, the Third Master of lake would say that a farm is a farm. What's the use of all this fussy stuff? However, after tasting the food of the small farm, he stopped talking about it. Anyway, when people asked him about it, he said that the boss would do what he liked. Anyway, the land was very evil.

Fortunately, he couldn't see frogs or hear the "frogs singing insects" in the paddy field, otherwise, his heart disease would be scared out.

It seems that it will take a little time for Bai Mo to communicate with paddy fields. Zhou Yu doesn't care about him and continues to study the role of paddy fields.

There is no doubt that the song order has been made. Zhou Yu was the first one to order a song to the radio station by taking advantage of his "position". Then he soon saw the chorus quickly assemble and cover the song with a very high degree of completion. Originally quack and sizzling sound had disappeared, only a crisp girl echoed in the paddy field.

To compose music, we should let white ink do it. It seems a little different from what I thought before. At least, I don't need to use this ability of gourmet drama.

Two days later, Bai Mo completely integrated into the music paddy field. However, he invited his father and other brothers and sisters to see his first performance in the chorus.

As a conductor, he directed frogs in the water and all kinds of insect people sitting on rice seedlings. He played and sang solemnly, but it was also a bit of momentum. Unfortunately, if we look at this awesome angle from Zhou Yu, it seems that it is not enough to force us. It seems that we should turn to be a 2 dimensional villain and then enjoy it."Father, I know how to compose music in paddy fields with music. I'd better show you now. In this period of time, I have understood three pieces of music, which need to be sorted out. "

It turns out that white ink is not fishing, but the ability to degenerate and compose music has been eliminated, so there is no way to show it.

After listening to a whistling, a group of tadpoles came out of the paddy field. Old Jiang, the leader of the chorus, said with a smile: "children, it's time to show your ability. You should perform well."

Damn, let tadpoles make music?

In a corner of the paddy field, there is a small pool. At the bottom of the pool is a stone slab with black staff, which is clearly visible in the clear water. At that time, I didn't know what the staff tablet was used for, but now I can see it.

Under the command of white ink's baton, the group of tadpoles swam happily towards the stone slab, and then put out various shapes on it. A note appears like this, which makes Zhou Yu dumbfounded. Your sister's way of making music is a little blockhouse.

At this time, the fat head said in a hurry: "Lord, what are you waiting for? Copy down the music score quickly!"

Ah? I'll copy it?

Zhou Yu's face was muddled. In his opinion, this music score is like a ghost symbol. He can't understand what it means. How can he copy it? Besides, you don't have staff in your hand now?

In the end, I had a brainwave. I took out the "truth" camera and photographed the music score directly, which did not delay things.

Tadpole composition, cow.

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