Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 97 Singing "Let the World Be Full of Love"

The song "Let the World Be Full of Love" can be heard at almost every charity party in later generations.

Because it is used everywhere, for future generations, this song may already have a bad street feel.

But in this time and space, this song can still touch people's hearts.

Not just the catchy melody, but the heart-tugging lyrics.

And the meaning expressed in the lyrics is just right for this fundraiser.

This is the song that Bao Guowei originally wanted to recommend to Hu Die.

It's just that the music scene of this era is still used to singing and dancing to tell stories in the form of a drama.

I sang a section just now, but now I am already familiar with it.

Bao Guowei came closer to the microphone, inhaled gently, lowered his breath to his stomach, and then spoke slowly.

"Hold your face gently

Wipe your tears away

This heart belongs to you forever

Tell me I'm no longer alone

......"

When it comes to kneeling down, Bao Guowei's singing skills are not very good, but they are enough here.

Moreover, the most shocking thing here is not his singing skills.

But the melodious tune of this song, especially the lyrics that are like modern poetry, can’t help but make people fall into the artistic conception created in the lyrics.

"The lyrics are like poetry. Wiping away my tears for you, I suddenly have a picture in front of my eyes. Does this song also seem to be a love song?"

Hu Die held up her hands and stood on tiptoes, focusing all her attention on Bao Guowei on the stage.

"I have never heard this song before. As expected of Xuewen, I have only seen such verses in newspapers and magazines."

Hu Die now shows no hesitation in his love for Bao Guowei.

Ruan Lingyu was more interested in the music. She pressed her chin with one hand and seemed to be savoring it carefully.

When he looked up at Bao Guowei again, he really looked like he was looking at a monster.

"This little brother, who is he? It would be understandable if he wrote classic lyrics, but this song is really too advanced!"

Yes, Ruan Lingyu doesn't know how to evaluate it.

She just instinctively felt that this was the direction that the domestic music scene should develop in the future.

She couldn't even find any flaws in it and couldn't make any suggestions.

The reaction of the other girls who were accompanying the dancers was much simpler. When they first heard the lyrics, they exclaimed one after another.

But then he slowly calmed down and immersed himself in the artistic conception of the lyrics and songs.

Bao Guowei was not surprised at all by the crowd's reaction.

This song can be said to be a golden classic of charity songs for later generations.

The singing of this song was the first time that domestic singers sang in a group in the 1980s.

Zeng Jin has touched the hearts of countless people, don’t appear in this era.

He hadn't sung for a long time, but he was somewhat addicted.

He immediately started singing selflessly, and as the lyrics and music progressed, the lyrics gradually came into being.

"We share the joy

we endure it together

We have the same expectations

We share the wind and rain

……

At this time, Hu Die tasted it, covered his mouth and said.

"It turns out it's not a love song. The emotion of this song is a bit more grand, and it seems to fit the theme of this fundraiser exactly."

Ruan Lingyu also frowned and tasted it, and then commented.

"Compared to our previous song, this one is more straightforward and relevant, and the lyrics are more touching. It's just a pity..."

She didn't finish her words, but Hu Die understood that she was saying that it was difficult to dance on stage.

Random curled his lips and said, "Why do you think so much? As long as it sounds nice."

For a moment, everyone listened to the song quietly, as if they were really attending Bao Guowei's concert.

Even some emotional girls couldn't stop crying after thinking about their miserable life experience, and their eyes looked at Bao Guowei even more eagerly.

"Whether you and I have ever known each other

Whether in front of you or in the horizon

I sincerely wish you

I wish you happiness and peace

......"

After the song ended, everyone felt like they couldn't leave. They wanted to feel the peace and warmth in their hearts for a few more minutes.

This song is actually finished?

Bao Guowei spread his hands and told the people in the audience that he had indeed finished singing.

Seeing Bao Guowei coming down from the stage, Hu Die let out a long breath.

He even wanted to hug the other person, but in the end he held back and said.

"Bingwen, you are really an amazing person. I...I really don't know how to express my current mood."

Ruan Lingyu grabbed Bao Guowei's arm with some excitement.

He asked eagerly without even realizing that his actions were inappropriate.

"Bingwen, is this song really composed by you?"

Bao Guowei hesitated a little and hesitated.

I feel that it is a bit strange to say that something is said by an expert, or something made up by someone who made it up, and it can be easily exposed.

So he simply answered vaguely: "It's my fault! I just transferred the world in my mind."

Ruan Lingyu didn't notice Bao Guowei's words at all.

In this era, the concept of time travel has not been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

She came closer to him, so that Bao Guowei could clearly see the small mole on her face.

"Bingwen, you are a genius in singing. I didn't know you..."

She almost said that sentence again, something that many people often said to Bao Guowei, but she stopped talking in the middle of the sentence.

He is Zhang Taiyan's disciple!

How did you get involved in the music scene? Being able to sing was already an extremely rare thing, and she suddenly felt a little lost.

Hu Die quickly stepped forward to hold Ruan Lingyu, and said with a smile: "Sister Lingyu, don't scare Bingwen."

Bao Guowei also explained: "It's just a daily hobby, it's not worth mentioning."

Hu Die couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Why do you say return it?"

The girls who were accompanying the dancers looked at Bao Guowei with stars in their eyes.

They gathered around chattering and wanted to ask questions, but Hu Die almost dismissed them.

Then the three people came to the lobby and sat around the coffee table. Ruan Lingyu skillfully cooked a cup of black tea for them.

"Do what the two sisters said before still count?"

Bao Guowei couldn't help but said with a smile.

"Of course it counts. Bingwen, don't underestimate us. Although we are women, we still keep our word."

Hu Die rolled her eyes at the other party and said.

"As long as you two sisters do your best, don't be too forced."

Bao Guowei's words were not yin and yang, but he knew that for these famous actors, every big shot's favor was an exchange of interests.

"Don't worry! Sisters know what's going on."

Ruan Lingyu's words were kind at this moment, really like a sister.

After drinking a few cups of tea, Hu Die said with some embarrassment.

"I don't know if there is a score for the song sung by brother Bingwen."

She also quickly added: "I am willing to pay for it."

Bao Guowei naturally knew the value of this song to them.

But he still shook his head and said: "There is a song, but this song is a charity song. I don't plan to make a profit. Why, my sister wants to sing this song at a fundraiser?"

Hu Die sighed and said: "I originally wanted to sing it, but your song is more appropriate.

It's just that the dance needs to be rehearsed, and this song is relatively new. I'm afraid less than three days will not be enough! "

"You can sing in the future." Bao Guowei said after thinking.

"If the sisters want to sing, I can go back and write a song. It doesn't cost any money. Just don't use the music to make money in the future."

"really?"

The two women almost jumped up and couldn't believe their ears. Bao Guowei didn't intend to make money from this song?

They were puzzled.

But Bao Guowei knew in his heart that after all, this song was a charity song for future generations. If he copied it and made money, he would be a bit too badass, right?

Regarding these things, he still has a weighing scale in his heart.

He smiled and nodded and said, "This is natural, but sisters, please remember not to seek profit from this."

Hu Die is also a legendary woman with national sentiments. Bao Guowei handed the song to her without feeling any burden.

"of course!!"

When the two girls heard that they could see the score of this song, they naturally agreed.

Hu Die asked Bao Guowei for advice on popular singing techniques.

She is still very talented in singing. She has been developing in this direction since she was a teenager, and the foundation is still there.

Bao Guowei simply sang a few lines with her, and she already understood it.

Ruan Lingyu and Ruan Lingyu also started singing together, and they didn't let Bao Guowei go until the sky gradually darkened.

The two wanted to keep Bao Guowei to eat together, but they didn't want to be rejected.

Hu Die was a little disappointed after hearing Bao Guowei's rejection.

"Bingwen, do you really not want to have a casual meal with me?"

Bao Guowei shook his head.

"As a man, it's really inappropriate for me to eat with so many sisters. I don't want my husband to break my legs."

These words caused the girls to laugh again.

Several people also left their contact addresses and agreed to contact them more in the future.

The Times newspaper.

Huang Bohui, the largest shareholder of the newspaper, has been in high spirits in recent days.

Two popular articles, "The Silent Majority" and "Short Stories of Epidemic Prevention and Control", caused the Times's sales to soar rapidly.

Moreover, the two articles have different audiences. One article, "The Silent Majority," opened up sales to upper-class intellectuals.

A "Story of Epidemic Prevention and Control" made the Times spread into the daily lives of ordinary people.

Nowadays, as long as the public has some information channels, who doesn't know that the epidemic is raging in China?

In particular, it has spread to Suzhou and Hangzhou, making the people of Shanghai even more difficult to walk on thin ice.

They do not have the superior medical environment of dignitaries,

If you really encounter an epidemic, you can only survive it. If you can't survive it, you will only die.

Therefore, due to word of mouth, especially when I heard that the current epidemic in Suzhou is using this author’s method,

Bao Guowei's little story immediately became a life-saving strategy for people to prevent and control epidemics.

As a result, sales of The Times skyrocketed.

"Let's see who of you still dares to say that I am a prodigal!"

In the office, Huang Bohui couldn't help but said with regret.

He was born into a famous family in Shanghai and has been a famous and wealthy son in Shanghai since he was a child.

But unlike other young men who indulge in beauty, singing, dancing, and socializing, he is very enthusiastic about running a newspaper.

There is a saying on the Internet in later generations: We are not afraid of the rich second generation losing their fortune, but they are afraid of the rich second generation wanting to start a business.

The money invested in the newspaper industry is probably more than the amount of extravagance and licentiousness.

But he still enjoyed it so much that he was called a prodigal son and was ridiculed by many upper-class people.

Now I feel proud, and all this is thanks to Mr. Bao Guowei and Bao Bingwen.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, looking forward to meeting Bao Guowei himself at the fundraiser three days later.

At this time, editor Zhang Jingchang ran in again and shouted: "Sir, sir, it's bad, Mr. Bingwen has been slandered again!"

"What are you making all the fuss about? Bingwen has been slandered a lot recently. I have already reported it to Mr. Taiyan. He will not let these clowns go by then."

Huang Bohui said nonchalantly.

But I heard Zhang Jingchang say: "It's different this time. This time it's Wu Tiao. He has published another article. This time we will also become the target of public criticism!!"

"what?"

Huang Bohui brought a glass of rice wine to his mouth and almost spilled all of it on his body. He quickly stood up and said.

　The next chapter will be updated before midnight

　　

　

(End of this chapter)