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Chapter 111 What kind of weird song is this?

At this moment, Wang Mo stood in the middle of the office with a calm expression.

Liu Zhengwen tilted his head and looked at him from the left.

Yuan Xiong tilted his head and looked at him from the right.

The two crooked-necked men looked at Wang Mo with the same expression on their faces: "Did we hear wrongly? Wang Mo actually wants to take this order?"

The two people with crooked necks looked at each other to make sure they heard correctly.

Liu Zhengwen swallowed his saliva and finally said with difficulty: "Wang Mo, you... know Cantonese?"

Wang Mo smiled foolishly: "I understand a little."

But he understands a little bit.

Liu Zhengwen was frightened when he heard these two words now. It was difficult for him to distinguish the true meaning of these two words.Two days ago, a new person came to the composition department. I asked him about his composition skills, and he said he knew a little bit about it.At that time, Liu Zhengwen was so excited that he almost jumped up, thinking that he had recruited a big shot, but after an examination, he found that the other person really only knew a little bit.

Nima...

"Too insulting, isn't it?"

Wang Mo didn't dare to say that he had indeed secured the order, otherwise Yuan Xiong would probably be scared to death.

Why are they all numbers?

Liu Zhengwen: "But...why are they all numbers?"

Indeed, after they solicited promotional songs for "Cantonese culture" from across the country, they have only received submissions for thirteen songs so far.

Steamed crab, steamed prawns with garlic vermicelli, braised grouper, the ever-changing chili fried pork, plus a lettuce.

A line of text appeared on the system: [50 deducted, congratulations to the host for winning the song "Digital Life". 】

Guangdong Province, Yangcheng.

The young man said: "The contributor is Yunhai Media."

And the quality of these submissions is really indescribable.

Liu Zhengwen even tried to sing along a few lines, but he almost died on the spot... This song sounded very rhythmic, but he didn't expect it to be a hit when he sang it. He was so scared that he didn't dare to try again.

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"This one……"

Wang Mo: "The title of the song already says "Digital Life", so of course there are only numbers."

Nothing more than:

"Cantonese is good, Cantonese is wonderful, and I can make a sound after learning Cantonese."

until the singing is over.

I don't know when, in Yuan Xiong's mind, Wang Mo has been upgraded from a good-looking dog to a genius boy. If anything is unreasonable, he will comfort himself by thinking that the other person is a genius.

Yuan Xiong took a crab and gnawed it once: "I saw you were deep in thought just now, were you thinking about Cantonese singing?"

On the road.

The man in the gray suit sighed: "We are collecting promotional songs for 'Cantonese culture' from the whole society. The purpose is actually to let the Chinese people become interested in Cantonese after listening to the promotional songs, and then take the initiative to understand Cantonese culture and get in touch with it. The mystery of Cantonese... But I didn’t expect that dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Now I can’t even collect songs.”

Three days later, when Liu Zhengwen asked Wang Mo again about the progress of the "Cantonese Culture" order.

"This kind of song...this kind of song...Wang Mo is not a pervert, he is simply crazy."

Until the end of the song, Wang Mo did not recover from the shock.

Immediately, the singing voice inside floated out.

Liu Zhengwen just touched his forehead, and a dense layer of sweat actually appeared.

Yuan Xiong took a deep breath, but was speechless.

"Okay... okay."

Of course, what surprised Liu Zhengwen in particular was that these numbers were sung in Cantonese, so although it looked very strange, it was indeed a Cantonese song.

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Yuan Xiong said: "Don't tell me, you have already solved it again."

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The young man nodded repeatedly.

And it seems to sound pretty good?

As the order is confirmed.

"Yo!"

After all, geniuses cannot use common sense to judge.

The next second, his eyes widened.

While he hurriedly closed the music score, he secretly thought that this was really the work of the composer of Yunhai Media?

How could it be so unreliable!

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of absurdity.

Of course, I added two words in my heart: "...that's weird."

Yuan Xiong said angrily: "There are four crabs, two for each person. How does it make sense for you to eat three by yourself?"

Second: Wang Mo racked his brains and didn’t expect anyone in the company to sing this song.Even though he expanded his scope to the entire music scene, he still couldn't find a suitable singer to sing "Digital Life".

It's amazing.

Then, he received a new email in his mailbox.

After eating five dishes, Wang Mo's mouth was filled with grease.

The second question...

A series of dense numbers appeared in front of everyone.

Yuan Xiong's greeting pulled Wang Mo out of his thoughts.

……

Liu Zhengwen clicked on the electronic sample with a puzzled look on his face.

……

Until the climax begins.

"No."

"Eat."

Wang Mo hasn't spoken yet.

Shocking rhythm.

But soon.

The man in the gray suit who was leading the team sighed: "Is our bid too low?"

Anyway, none of the songs can catch their eyes.

"Don't think too much, just listen to the song first."

Liu Zhengwen paused for a while and then said: "Brother, are you kidding me? How can any song be all digital? What the hell are you doing?"

When Yuan Xiong was busy in the kitchen.

Listening to a song, he could actually feel sweat. This was an unprecedented experience for him.

So Wang Mo quickly left Liu Zhengwen's office and prepared to go home.

Unexpectedly, those seemingly irregular numbers were actually lyrics.

Are your mailboxes poisoned, and the lyrics are all parsed into irregular numbers?

Rubbing his eyes, he immediately called Wang Mo: "Wang Mo, are you sure the lyrics are correct?"

Liu Zhengwen was taken aback by Yuan Xiong's rhetorical question.

then.

For the last Gao Niu order, Wang Mo produced "Sour, Sweet and Sweet Is Me" in one meal, which shocked Yuan Xiong.That's why he asked this now.

For Wang Mo, Liu Zhengwen gradually gained a blind confidence in his heart.

Then, he mentally recited the requirement of "Cantonese culture".

After thinking for a long time, Wang Mo still couldn't figure out who in today's music world could be qualified for "Digital Life".

1 minutes.

But he didn't expect that Wang Mo would snatch the last crab from the plate.

Yuan Xiong went to the kitchen immediately. Because Wang Mo completed Gao Niu's order, the meal tonight was very rich.

"..."

As usual, including: sheet music, electronic demo.

Yuan Xiong still asked reluctantly: "Tell me honestly, when did you learn Cantonese?"

The young man quickly connected the computer to the projector, then opened the mailbox and clicked on the music sheet.

Everyone in the conference room looked at the numbers on the score and were all dumbfounded.

In his mind, he seemed to have never heard the name of this song.

When the young man closed his mailbox, he accidentally clicked on the electronic demo of the song.

Otherwise, every time it takes just one meal to finish a song, a genius wouldn’t be able to do this.

When he first saw the lyrics, Wang Mo's eyes went straight: "Is there such a song?"

He just said: "I have some clues, but not much..."

Regarding these two doubts, Wang Mo didn't worry too much about the first point, because he believed that since the system gave him this song, it must be the most suitable, but he didn't think of the reason now.

"Listen to the song!"

It is true that Wang Mo can speak Cantonese, but he learned it after staying in Yangcheng for three years in his previous life, and it is only to the point where he can barely communicate with others, and he is far from being proficient.

Wang Mo felt that it was almost done, so he said: "I have already written the song, and I will send it to Mr. Liu's email address."

A luxurious dinner visible to the naked eye.

Liu Zhengwen was already stunned: "You two...sleep...together...every day?"

But soon, Wang Mo was in trouble again.

The speed of the electronic voice seemed to turn into a violent storm, and the numbers sprayed out like dense raindrops:

After the initial shock, the president's lungs almost exploded: "It's so outrageous. Do some people think we are official and bully us because we don't understand music, so cats and dogs dare to submit articles? Do they think we are Kaizi? ?Turn it off!”

Listened to it again.

"Is it really written?"

"Incredible, really incredible, there is such a song..."

Several men in suits and ties were having a meeting, and each of them had deep sorrow on their faces.

After about 1 minutes.

arrive home.

Hearing this, I was stunned.

First: Does this song meet the official requirements of "Cantonese culture"?Because he feels that although "Digital Life" is very amazing, he cannot see how this song promotes Cantonese culture.

"It doesn't matter, send the song over there first."

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Mo called out the system: "System, I want to customize a song."

Wang Mo: "No."

Faced with Yuan Xiong's questioning, Wang Mo said casually: "I learned it from TV."

After nibbling the crab in his hand, Yuan Xiong took advantage of the situation and went to get the second one.

But the one who was even more devastated was Yuan Xiong. He growled in a low voice: "I sleep with you every day, how come I don't know you can speak Cantonese?"

What are they?

He muttered silently.

"Digital life?"

strong rhythm.

"Are you kidding us?"

System: [Generating the most suitable song for the host...generating...]

In such an instant, he had already turned eighteen corners in his heart, and then he distanced himself from the two without a trace: "No...problem."

Wang Mo happily gnawed on the crab roe and said: "If you eat too much of this stuff, uric acid will rise. If you are older, eat less, otherwise you will be prone to gout. I am young and can bear it, and this kind of pain is too much for me to bear. So I am doing this for you. For your own sake, you know?”

The man in the gray suit also came alive: "Is it reliable?"

Another doubt arose in his mind: Does this kind of song meet the requirements of "Cantonese culture"?Anyway, from Liu Zhengwen's point of view, this song "Digital Life" does not appear to promote Cantonese culture.

Learned from TV?

Yuan Xiong was stunned, but he quickly remembered that Wang Mo really liked to watch Hong Kong movies with original soundtracks recently, and the possibility of this could not be ruled out.Although Yuan Xiong thought it was ridiculous to be able to learn Cantonese based on a few Hong Kong films, he could still accept it when he thought of Wang Mo's extraordinary talent that he had inadvertently displayed.

After a long time.

The next second, the song "Digital Life" sounded in his mind, and at the same time, he could see the illusory lyrics in front of his eyes.

A man in a black suit shook his head: "I have inquired about the composing industry, and the price quoted for a song is 280 million. This is already the top price."

This is awkward.

Four large crabs, two pounds of Pipi shrimps, a grouper, and other meats and vegetables, this is what Yuan Xiong bought tonight.

"What the hell!"

Wang Mo nodded: "Yes."

Yuan Xiong nodded and felt inexplicably relieved. This was considered normal.

When he saw the title of the song, Wang Mo was in a trance for a moment.

shit.

Like a machine gun, it pierced Liu Zhengwen's body and soul in an instant, leaving him standing there as if he had been struck by lightning. He did not recover from the numb feeling for a long time.

Lyrics such as these are vulgar and eye-catching.

talking room.

When I opened it, it turned out to be the song file sent by Wang Mo.

Then the song covered his thoughts.

What the hell?

The more I listen to it, the more I feel that this song seems to have a lot of charm. Although it is just composed of simple numbers, it is far from being comparable to the saliva songs on the market today.

"No, no one can sing this song?"

He just shook his head and sighed, his eyes full of surprise and admiration.

I listened all the way.

Liu Zhengwen wanted to comment on the song, but found that he was short of words and couldn't think of the right words to describe it.

After Wang Mo finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

ha?

Is there a problem?

The man in the gray suit frowned: "Then why are only a few people taking our orders? Until now, only a dozen composers have submitted works, and the quality of each work is unsatisfactory?"

Yuan Xiong frowned: "Is there a problem?"

Liu Zhengwen felt a little upset when he saw that Wang Mo actually got an order for a Cantonese song.

"Let the whole world learn Cantonese."

"..."

He rubbed his brows, what if no one can sing it well?

……

In a certain conference room at the official headquarters of "Cantonese Culture".

"what the hell!"

A young man in charge of collecting songs suddenly lit up his eyes: "President, someone has submitted another song."

"Is this a song written by the songwriter from Yunhai Media?"

“If you don’t learn Cantonese, you will regret it for the rest of your life.”

"Ok."

suddenly!

Could it be that someone pretended to be the composer of Yunhai Media, trying to fool us?

Well, it sure is!

Due to excessive tension.

The others looked troubled.

"0434043402320232064606460878087805150515024202420696069602720272..."

……

When the president heard this, his expression became a little excited: "Yunhai Media is one of the three giants of China Entertainment Company. Their submissions should be of high quality. Hurry! Connect the projector and let us see the songs they submitted."

2 minutes.

"The song is called "Digital Life"?"

<divclass="contentadv">After Liu Zhengwen downloaded the file, he was about to click on the electronic sample to listen to the song, but his eyes glanced at the music score.

This actually saved Wang Mo a lot of trouble.

He believes that since Wang Mo wrote "Digital Life", it must have deep meaning.I can’t see how it promotes Cantonese culture. It’s definitely not that the song is not good, but that I am not good at it.

"This……"

The young man's palms were sweating and he wanted to forcibly shut down the phone.

But the next second, the president stopped him, with a strange look on his face: "There are still electronic samples? Xiao Dong, don't turn it off, listen to it first before talking."

You will definitely not be able to guess why I chose this song...haha.