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"Papa papa..."

Li Zongsheng was applauding.

Even the audience had stopped, but he was still clapping vigorously.

"Sun Hao, yes, this method of creating music is really good. Well, it can even be said that there is no need to be afraid of exhaustion of inspiration. Anyway, we have a template for creation."

"Thank you, thank you Brother Li Zongsheng!"

Sun Hao, standing in the center of the stage, bowed slightly to him, expressing his sincere thanks.

In front of the camera lens, with the certification of this super tycoon in the music industry, even if he is short and tight and wants to play a rogue, I am afraid he will not be able to find any reason to deny this account.

However, at this time, Li Zongsheng's words suddenly took a turn.

"But, Director Sun Hao!

Even with this kind of means, I still don't believe that you will create more than 400 popular songs in two years, because this is very contrary to the laws of music creation..."

"That's right, that's it, Sun Hao, these musical works were not written by you at all."

At this time, Gao Xiaosong, who was acting ashamed and angry, did not wait for Li Zongcheng to finish speaking, so he jumped up and shouted:

"You, a 20-year-old kid, wrote more than 400 popular songs in two years, and all of them are classics, how is this possible?

So, brother Xian, hurry up and return all the letters of commitment I just wrote. "

"Um…"

Wu Zhongxian was hesitating.

Because just now, they just said that they let them keep it, and whoever wins will take all these two things away, but they didn't say anything about returning them the same way? !

Compared with the short Dajin who wanted to grab something from Wu Zhongxian's hands, Wang Fei's movements were obviously faster. With a tall figure of 1.74 meters and long legs, she took a step to the left and stopped in front of Wu Zhongxian.

"Old Gao, a big man must mean what he says, otherwise what is the difference between him and a bitch?"

"Well…"

When the audience saw this sudden scene, they were taken aback for a moment, and then there was a lot of discussion.

"Is there a mistake?"

"This Gao Xiaosong is too inhuman, isn't he? How can he not count his words?"

"10 million yuan, it's so easy to lose. If it were me, I wouldn't even admit it!"

"But if you don't admit it, your reputation will be bad."

"It stinks, what does it matter? Anyway, no one in Taiwan knows this man named Gao Xiaosong?"

"Well, I don't know him either, but I just feel that my idol, Sun Hao, is too bad."

The indignant melon-eaters were expressing their anger, while Li Zongsheng, Luo Dayou, Lin Yilian and others were thinking about songwriting.

"Director Sun Hao, let's put it this way!

We want to see your creative ability on the spot, um, just use the method you just mentioned. "The person who spoke was Lin Yilian.

Sure enough, men are good at saving face. If it's embarrassing others, it's better to ask a woman to talk about it.

"OK!"

For this almost excessive request, Sun Hao agreed very straightforwardly. As for Lin Yilian who was short and tight like a clown in front of him, he didn't even look at it.

The debt collector is called Yu Qing. As long as there is a video recorded on the spot as evidence, my buddies will not believe that she will not receive the money.

"Director Sun Hao, it was some of us who found you a creative template on the spot, um, just to find you a sample song for you to compose?" Chen Zhiyuan was a good person, and he was afraid that Sun Hao would understand, so he further explained.

"Ok, no problem!"

Although he was a little apprehensive, Sun Hao still agreed with a smile.

Sing crooked songs...

After hanging around with Dou Wei, Zhang Chu, Zhao Muyang, Li Yanliang and others for so long, there is still a little bit of quick wit in music.

What's more, if these big-name musicians think that their creations are not good, their buddies will say that time is tight and they don't think well.

"That…"

Luo Dayou was a little excited, stood up, and shook his arm towards Sun Hao.

"Director Sun Hao, have you heard my song "Lugang Town"? If you have, then adapt and adapt this song!

Let me see the same lyrics, what kind of different taste will you sing? "

"Mr. Luo, I've heard your "Lugang Town", but what I want to ask is, are you planning to use this song as a template for me to demonstrate?"

Sun Hao pointed to his watch with a smile, and signaled to everyone that it's a bit late now, if we play, it can only be this song.

"No, no, Doctor Luo, the song "Lugang Town" is too simple, and it doesn't reflect Director Sun Hao's creative level at all.

Why don't you just use my song "Ghost Confused". "As a music creator at the master level, Li Zongsheng naturally did not agree with Luo Dayou's proposal.

Hehe... Are you playing tricks?

Then let's play together!

Luo Dayou, don't think that I don't know what you're thinking. If Sun Hao really created another classic song of the level of “Hello” and “Onelove”, you old boy will definitely spread it everywhere. Have you seen it? XX The song was adapted by Sun Hao based on my "Lugang Town".

"No, no, why don't you use my song "The Heart Is Too Soft"?"

"Use mine, use mine. The song "Good Man" I wrote for Korean singer Zhang Haozhe is very good."

"Hey, brothers, have you forgotten me?

I also helped Jiang Yuheng write "Looking Back Again"! "

However, when several big music stars were arguing over this trivial matter, Gao Xiaosong, who was a little embarrassed just now, suddenly gritted his teeth.

"Director Sun Hao, I will help you choose a song. If you can use it as a template and create a brand new song within half an hour, then I will willingly lose the 10 million to you."

"Hehe..." Sun Hao smiled and shook his head.

"Mr. Gao, I'm sorry!

According to the agreement ~www.mtlnovel.com~ we are willing to bet and admit defeat, you have now donated the 10 million RMB to the Beijing Olympic Bidding Committee for free.

If you want to start over again, you have to add something. "

"okay!"

After Gao Xiaosong thought for a while, he became ruthless.

"I still have a villa in Los Angeles, USA, which was bought for 450,000 US dollars at the time, and the current market price is around 700,000 US dollars.

If you can create a brand new song based on the song I provided, including lyrics and melody, then I will donate this house again.

If not, return the two courtyard houses in Beijing to me, because they belong to my parents. "

"OK!"

Without hesitation, Sun Hao agreed directly, and he didn't even use his eyes to ask Li Zongsheng, Luo Dayou, Chen Zhiyuan and others for their opinions.

Is it still good?

If he failed and failed to create a song, everyone would definitely not think that Sun Hao was incompetent, and he was considerate of the short and tight filial piety, and did not kill him...

Well, Sun Hao is a good man!

But if the song creation is more cheerful, then I'm sorry, after a two-day trip to the United States, my buddy will have a place to live in Los Angeles.

While Sun Hao was thinking about it, Gao Xiaosong spoke directly.

""Let's Swing the Sculls", Director Sun Hao, please use "Let's Swing the Sculls" as a template to create a brand new song, which requires lyrics and a melody! The creation time is half an hour. please…"

"Let's Swing the Oars", what song is it? The melon-eating people sitting on the ground are a little confused!

hiss…

But Wang Fei, Li Zongsheng, Luo Dayou, Yao Qian and others gasped in unison.

Holy crap, this Gao guy is really not human!

The grandson actually helped Sun Hao choose a nursery rhyme.

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