0713: You who shine in the parallel world

Soon, Wang Zhengliang cooked the noodles with the soup base left over from last night, and the seven of them sat in the pavilion slurping the noodles. Halfway through the meal, Lu Hu remembered that they had broken the basketball hoop in the yard yesterday, so he suggested that they make a sturdy basketball rack together after they were full.

After bringing in the wood from the tool shed in the backyard, Su Xing, who loves playing basketball and is pretty good at it, immediately started thinking about how to make a basketball stand.

Since someone is already thinking and designing, Yu Yu, who has full hands-on ability but just wants to give up, is happy to have some free time. He doesn't feel out of place among the Yue Lai Yue Jiang Zhi trio.

The three "designers" Chen Xisheng, Su Xing and Wang Zhengliang were discussing heatedly, while the four "laborers" waiting for work just played a ball-less version of basketball. As Zhang Yuan's empty shot was ruthlessly blocked by Yu Yu, this round of 2VS2 seemed to be a victory for Yu Yu and Wang Yuexin.

Zhang Yuan was given the name Zhang Juping by Wang Zhengliang because he took on the job of a sawyer - the surface is indeed flat, but whether it is slanted or not is another matter. Lu Hu volunteered to take the hammer and hammer the nails and took the stage name Lu Dingding. Wang Yuexin was a little unsure whether she should call herself Wang Banzhuan, but Yu Yu calling himself Yu Moyu was quite descriptive, because when he can be bad, he is absolutely brilliant.

"Wait a minute, how come you are a member of our manual labor group? How did you get in?" Zhang Yuan suddenly realized that something was wrong. When he said this, Lu Hu also remembered that Yu Yu's hands-on ability was first-class.

"Yeah, why are you, a designer, coming here to steal our jobs? Cyrus, I've seen you build a wooden house out of thin air. With your brain, you should go over there." Lu Hu pushed Yu Yu towards the three people who were arguing.

Wang Yuexin laughed helplessly in an unkind manner.

After being exposed for playing badly, Yu Yu had no choice but to come to Chen Xinsheng's side. Chen Xinsheng had been watching the four of them making trouble from the beginning, and when he saw the other three people chasing Yu Yu over, he smiled and whispered, "What's wrong? Did they find out that you were slacking off and chased you over?"

Of course, they all knew Yu Yu's abilities, but if he wanted to be lazy and play badly, his brothers would just indulge him.

Su Xing, who was arguing with Wang Zhengliang about how to put the wooden board, saw Yu Yu coming over and immediately said, "Come on, Yu Yu, you come and judge whether I am right or Brother Liang is reasonable. I think the board should be nailed like this, but Brother Liang thinks it should be nailed like this."

Wang Zhengliang immediately said, "That's how it should be. This way the force is more evenly distributed."

"Then why don't we just pour the board down like this?" Chen Xisheng listened to their argument and came up with a new idea.

Yu Yu had already created a design for the basketball stand in his mind. He nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Sheng's idea is right. We can continue to improve it based on this idea. Let's do this."

Yu Yu, who no longer gave up, directly showed his capable side. He led his brothers step by step to make a perfect basketball stand... Maybe it was not perfect, because there was a hole in the middle of the backboard that Su Xing customized at the beginning. Later he could only find a wooden board of similar width to remedy it. Unfortunately, when he was nailing the board, he nailed it crookedly. He really deserved to be called Su Wai by the people of Jianghu.

After making the basketball hoop, the brothers organized a fancy launching ceremony, sang their own "Athletes' March", climbed up the ladder one by one to leave their signatures on the backboard, and then returned to the mushroom house to lie down and drink tea.

Zhang Yuan and Wang Yuexin went to take a nap, and the remaining five people sat on the floor around a low table, discussing "You Deserve It" which they had not finished last night.

Chen Xinsheng mentioned that the song they made yesterday was a bit like another song called "Self". Seeing that Yu Yu had never heard it before, he found that song and played it for him and others.

"The melody sounds similar at first glance." Yu Yu nodded. As a "music god", listening to music and recognizing music scores is just one of his basic skills. Otherwise, he would not have been called absolutely in tune. So even though his tone is still calm and gentle at the moment, the determination and confidence behind it are hard to ignore. "But if you take out the score and look at it, it's actually different."

He took the guitar from Lu Hu and plucked it with his slender fingers, saying, "This is the first version of the song we played yesterday."

"It's the same song again."

Wang Zhengliang hugged his legs and exclaimed with admiration and pride: "Yuyu, your natural pitch is really... Are you sure you didn't memorize the music in advance?"

"Oh, Brother Liang, stop bragging. You obviously have absolute pitch, but the overly similar melodies confused you." Yu Yu returned the guitar to Lu Hu with a smile, "But the audience rarely hears the difference. They listen more to the melody and rhythm. From this point of view, Brother Sheng can look through the score again when he goes back. Let's think about whether there are other more unique ideas."

To be different would mean almost overturning everything you did last night, which is not an easy thing to do, but it is common in music creation.

The five people present here are all singer-songwriters, and they can even write a song from beginning to end by themselves, so that others cannot earn a penny from them. When they have inspiration, they can create easily, but if they don’t have inspiration, they can’t even think of a single note.

Lu Hu changed to a lyrical style, and several people improvised according to his ideas. However, at the end they felt that it was not catchy enough, and the cheerful ones didn't seem right, and funk was even more impossible. As the process went on, "You Deserve It" turned into an improvisation version of "I Can't Write It", and they still hadn't figured out what was going on.

"You deserve it. Just live a good life." Land Rover joked.

"That's right, there's nothing to write. I can't write anything!" Su Xing simply gave up the tablet and leaned back.

"It's a risky method." Wang Zhengliang, who was already lying on the carpet, added in dialect.

"Well, we can sing it if we can't write it, and then add a dialect sentence." Su Xing thought Liang Ge's response was great, "If we can't write it, we can come up with a solution!"

"Ahhh, I can't think of anything for the time being." Lu Hu pretended to throw the guitar away, but after all, it was his treasure and he couldn't bear to bump it, so he stuffed the guitar into Yu Yu's arms again, "Yu Yu, you try one."

When he first participated in the competition, Yu Yu did not appear to be a prolific singer-songwriter, but the few original songs he sang were all classics.

If he hadn't been participating in competitions at that time and his background and popularity were not high, it would have been absolutely worth it to have used it to make an album and hit the charts, and it might even have won awards, so we brothers have always been confident in his creative ability.

Yu Yu had a few ideas just now, but as a salted fish and not Q God, when his brothers showed their talents, he just wanted to play bad and follow them. Now Lu Hu threw the guitar into his arms, obviously wanting him to continue to show himself in front of the camera instead of lying down and keeping a low profile.

Then we can't waste Lu Hu's good intentions. He picked up the guitar and began to pluck the strings: "Actually, let's unify our ideas first. Now we just want to make a song that is catchy, nice and easy for the public to remember, right?"

Seeing the others nod, Yu Yu continued, "Then our music shouldn't be too complicated. Ordinary people don't have such a strong sense of pitch and music. If they want to be able to sing it fluently, I think the choice of notes should follow the word 'smooth'."

"'Smooth'? You mean simple and smooth, right?" Chen Qisheng instantly understood what Yu Yu meant.

"No need to make it so literary, to put it simply, it's a catchy song." Su Xing hit the nail on the head, "But it's not that easy to make a catchy song good and valuable."

Yu Yu nodded: "Indeed, what we just did is not complicated. I just continued to follow our previous ideas. For example, smooth, or fluid, key repetition, compressed scale span, and add some chords, like this."

"In that case, I can think of several options, the first of which is the band style."

Yu Yu began to play a rhythmic yet simple and clear piece of music, and the others began to add their own melodies as they listened. Yu Yu listened to their feedback while playing, changing and adjusting at any time, and directly launched a passionate chorus with the gradual progression of the melody. However, he only played halfway and did not continue playing. Instead, he gave a second option.

"The second type is also lyrical, but it's not the same as Brother Hu's previous one." The lyrical style played by Yu Yu had another feeling, carrying a feeling of hope. As everyone hummed along, they discovered that this song was actually quite suitable as a love song and a positive energy theme song.

"The third type is country music. Although it has an exotic tune, it is stable and simple, has a strong narrative, and is very tolerant of any lyrics. Traditional country music sounds too roady and old school, so we can try modern country music." When playing country music, Yu Yu seemed to have become a casual wandering bard, traveling through the wilderness with a guitar.

Of course, he also knew that the possibility of choosing this style was slim, so he put it last.

At the end, he added jokingly: "Of course, if we want to make it into electronic rock, traditional rock, Chinese style, rap or R&B blues style, it's not impossible. We can go back and discuss it slowly."

"Yu Yu, if you really want to go back and talk slowly, then I won't be polite. We're just friends, right? I write lyrics very quickly." Su Xing offered Yu Yu an olive branch of cooperation without saying a word.

The other three people didn't refuse to be polite, so Yu Yu had to promise them one by one that they would come after they finished "You Deserve It". Well, it didn't cost anything to make a verbal promise anyway.

The five of them discussed for an entire afternoon and decided that the band style was more suitable. Although they couldn't finish the song immediately, Chen Xisheng said that he would continue to work on it after returning. Yu Yu also raised his hand to show that he was always on standby if needed.

Finally, the seven people sat in the courtyard, and local Wang Yuexin started singing the song "I'm the Brightest" again, marking the end of the variety show recording.

At this moment, no one knows what earth-shaking changes will happen in the future.