don't call me singer

Chapter 1532 "Song of No Words"

In this world, there is probably only a performance like the school song competition, which dares to leave the audience alone for an hour.

On the stage, the singers of the school song competition were already busy.

Off the stage, Xu Huohuo put on headphones to isolate all sounds from the outside world.

Then she clicked on the arranger software on her phone and got busy.

In fact, during the past year, she occasionally had an urge to create.

But he has always been ashamed to actually put it into action.

She always felt that writing songs was too difficult and complicated.

I always feel that the songs I write will not be good or popular.

So never tried it.

But today, when she really decided to write a song, she found that all she needed was a brave heart.

Everything else is already there.

There was a melody that slowly flowed out as if it had been waiting there for a long time.

She hummed a melody and recorded it with software.

Although it was just a simple melody, she didn't have time to refine it, but it was enough to hear its outline.

Then, she opened the Notepad software and started writing lyrics.

And then come back and continue writing that melody...

On her live broadcast, those cynics gradually decreased.

There are fewer people talking.

But the number of people online is slowly increasing.

Many anchors nearby also looked over curiously.

"what are you doing?"

"Writing songs off stage?"

"That's Xu Huohuo, I know her!"

"Can she write songs?"

"I don't know, anyway, she sings pretty well."

Many anchors looked at the stage and found that everyone was busy and couldn't see the way. They simply pointed the live broadcast camera at Xu Huohuo who was next to them.

A staff member discovered the situation here and reported it to Brother An, who also watched from the stage.

Hey, the person who wanted to write songs for her just now is actually writing songs by himself?

Brother An gestured, and he did not hesitate to give Xu Huohuo a close-up of the school song contest.

In front of the school song competition and many live broadcasts, the girl with her head down and serious about writing songs appeared on the big screen.

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai was also writing hard.

Obviously, today his desire to create is overwhelming, and he doesn't stumble at all when he writes.

Zhou Xianting asked Wang Haixia: "Xiaobai is writing songs, don't we?"

"With Xiaobai, how can we be used? Then we will be responsible for singing!"

"That's right!"

Thinking about this, Zhou Xianting pulled the sofa next to him over, tapped Erlang's legs, and sat down.

Seeing the camera approaching from the side, he waved at the camera indifferently, not ashamed, but rather proud.

Seeing him shaking his legs, the audience burst out laughing.

be lazy!Blatant laziness!

Teaming up with Xiaobai is such a joy!
It's like an exam, when someone puts the standard answers in front of you, why bother doing it yourself!

Just copy it!

A few people with their legs crossed looked like capitalists.

And next to him, Gu Xiaobai was serious about writing, like a working overtime dog for capitalists.

Zhou Xianting enjoys the fruits of Gu Xiaobai's labor at ease, but Wang Haixia has other ideas.

He secretly looked at Gu Xiaobai's backpack, and then at Gu Xiaobai.

Ever since he saw Gu Xiaobai carrying a backpack today, he has always wanted to know what was in Gu Xiaobai's backpack.

After all, the anti-ban rule that prevents Xiaobai from singing is his favorite coquettish rule.

He doubted very much whether Gu Xiaobai could really break the situation.

After taking the stage, Gu Xiaobai threw his backpack aside. Now that Gu Xiaobai is concentrating on writing songs, his attention is obviously not on the backpack.

This made Wang Haixia feel that his chance has come!
He glanced at Gu Xiaobai quietly, then made a "shh" gesture to Zhou Xianting, and quietly pulled Gu Xiaobai's backpack over.

With a sound of "Zula", he opened the zipper and glanced inside.

Then he showed a puzzled look.

In Gu Xiaobai's backpack, there is a notebook.

Wang Haixia was puzzled, and two more heads came to the side.

Everyone looked at the past together, and then were in a daze together.

What is this?
Just a notebook?

What the hell is Xiaobai doing?
Or is it Xiaobai's blindfold, and the real breaking point is not here at all?
Before they had time to put their bags back, they heard shouts from off the stage:
"noob!"

"Xiaobai, someone is peeking at your trump card!"

"Stop writing songs, Xiaobai! Catch Xiaoxia!"

Gu Xiaobai raised his head in a daze, and everyone was desperately pointing behind him.

As soon as Gu Xiaobai turned around, he saw three people secretly looking at his backpack, and he couldn't help but laugh.

He shook his head, didn't care, and continued to write songs.

This move of his made the three of them even more confused.

What is Gu Xiaobai's trump card?Why not worry about being exposed?
Could it be that it's really not in this bag?
Gu Xiaobai didn't care so much, Wang Haixia and others felt bored instead.

The three of them resentfully put Gu Xiaobai's backpack back.

After less than ten minutes, Gu Xiaobai put down the pen and paper, and beckoned to the three people: "It's finished, come and take a look, if there is anything you need to change!"

Gu Xiaobai's song writing is so simple and unpretentious.

For Gu Xiaobai, playing the piano to find the melody, or playing chords to find the feeling is superfluous in most cases.

His brain is powerful enough to directly simulate various musical instruments, which is better than various host software.

Especially under such limited conditions, when Gu Xiaobai Yaoqin is not around, and Gu Xiaobai's mind is bursting with inspiration.

The three of them approached, and Wang Haixia reached out and took the piece of paper.

I saw the title of the above three words: ""Song of No Words"?"

It matches very well with the three words "Words Mo".

But looking at the lyrics and music below, Wang Haixia's eyes are about to protrude!

"Fuck, how do we sing this song!"

"This is completely Xiaobai's style!"

"Xiao Bai, you come first! We will definitely not be able to sing!"

Gu Xiaobai shrugged and said, "Okay, I'll come first and I'll come first. Bring my backpack here."

The three of them stared wide-eyed at Gu Xiaobai, and took out their notebooks.

Then opened it, knocked and beat it.

The three looked at each other suspiciously.

What the hell is Gu Xiaobai doing?
Next to it, Wang Haixia put his head closer and glanced at it, as if he didn't quite understand it.

On the screen in front of Gu Xiaobai, there were all kinds of symbols, which were quickly entered.

Zhao Mo next to him took a few glances, but suddenly his eyes widened:
"No!"

"What's wrong? Xiaobai, what the hell did you do?! Tell me, tell me!"

Wang Haixia is in a hurry, what kind of charades are you playing!

(End of this chapter)