Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 29: Songwriting, Drum Tower

Relying on his own strength, Qin Chuan successfully corrupted Bao Qiang.

Seeing that this kid was a little addicted, Qin Chuan didn't dare to take him there again.

In the more than one month since he came back, Qin Chuan, apart from washing his feet occasionally, has been consolidating his skills as a martial artist.

I practiced leg-tearing, holding a large tripod, and somersaults every day without missing a single step.

There are not many kung fu routines for martial artists, and they mostly train the body's flexibility, toughness, and lightness.

The same set of sword skills had different effects when Qin Chuan used it more than a month ago and now.

It looks better now.

In addition to consolidating basic skills, Qin Chuan devoted more time to guitar and singing, which he had not had time to practice before.

In addition, he also added a TV and DVD to the rental house.

There are not many entertainment options in this era, and many people sit in front of the TV and watch TV shows after get off work.

We are not picky about food and we watch whatever is on TV.

In the alley, for those who have televisions, the living rooms are always filled with neighbors and teenagers at night, making it like a small cinema.

After Qin Chuan bought a TV, Baoqiang would come over from time to time to watch TV shows, and many of the discs in the drawer were bought by him.

A disc costs two dollars, which is much more cost-effective than going to the cinema.

……

Hearing that Qin Chuan had not worked since he came back, Huang Bo, who was a little worried about him, came to his house on Saturday.

The young man made tens of thousands of dollars by filming a movie, and he felt a little bit proud.

This child comes from the countryside and is afraid of poverty, so it is inevitable that he cannot control himself.

As his brother-in-law, it is necessary for him to remind him and get him back on the right path.

Before Huang Bo stepped into the yard, he heard the sound of guitar and singing.

“I walked under the Drum Tower”

“The road is blocked”

"Sunshine after the rain"

'People are coming out'

"Persistent and Confused"

“There are many young people with artistic talents”

“If I’m bored, I’ll come here and sit.”

Huang Bo certainly knew about the Drum Tower, one of the popular attractions in Beijing. It was crowded with people on Saturdays and Sundays.

There were many artistic young people, some singing, some playing guitar, and some dancing with speakers.

Of course, there are a lot of girls too.

It was not difficult to tell from the singing voice that it was Qin Chuan. This was the first time Huang Bo heard him sing, and he didn't expect that he had such a good voice.

My guitar skills are countless times better than the first time I played.

If Huang Bo hadn't recognized that it was Qin Chuan's voice and knew that he was the only one in this alley with a guitar, he wouldn't have believed that this could happen to Qin Chuan.

Suddenly, the guitar sound changed from soothing to intense, crashing, and wild.

Huang Bo knew that the chorus was coming.

"I am a silent passer-by, leaning against the wall to bask in the sun"

“If I feel a little tired”

"Just let me wake up here alone"

"~I am standing on the Drum Tower"

“All the prosperity has nothing to do with me”

“It’s a crowded place”

“But I am ordinary”

Huang Bo was shocked!

This song is quite interesting.

I was focusing on the guitar and the singing just now, but now I noticed that the lyrics are very good, clear and simple, and the meaning is straightforward.

An ordinary person wandering under the Drum Tower.

The bustling streets, the ancient scenery, everything had nothing to do with him.

As the lyrics say, it's a crowded place and I'm ordinary.

The song expresses loneliness and a slight sadness.

"Ahem, he, tui."

Huang Bo was just getting into the music and wanted to listen more, but he was greeted by the sound of Qin Chuan clearing his throat and spitting. It felt like washing your feet when the police knocked on the door.

Don't even mention how uncomfortable it is.

Huang Bo walked into the yard and saw Qin Chuan squatting on the doorstep. He was wearing flip-flops, big pants, a white vest, and a messy hair. He was still picking his nose with his little finger.

The filter is broken.

He was an artistic youth one second and a sloppy otaku the next.

"Did you sing this song just now?"

"I sang it, what's wrong?"

"Why don't you sing?"

"There are too many flying catkins, and my nostrils are a little itchy." Qin Chuan flicked his little finger as he said this.

Huang Bo's mouth twitched: "Singing and guitar skills have improved a lot."

Qin Chuan said proudly: "That's right, I have practiced a lot during this period."

These days I haven’t used Nuo props to practice acting, but instead I’ve used them for music.

After entering the dream more than a dozen times, I finally pieced together the song with the help of the deduction function of the Nuo instruments.

Huang Bo scratched his head. It seemed that he had wronged him. Qin Chuan was just working hard in places that he couldn't see.

"You sing well, but you still need to act..."

"Brother Bo, you also think that this song I wrote is pretty good. Do you think it will be useful if I show it to others?"

"What the hell?" Huang Bo was confused: "Did you write this song?"

Huang Bo was stunned. Qin Chuan was writing a song, what was going on?
Three months ago, this kid didn't even know how many strings there were on his guitar.

In just a few months, being able to play the guitar and sing the song like this is already amazing.

As a result, the guy said that he wrote the nice song.

For a moment, Huang Bo's inner world collapsed.

What’s the difference between this and a primary school student taking the college entrance examination and getting the top score?

Huang Bo himself is also a musician and has been doing so for many years. He has also formed a band and served as the lead singer.

Without being modest, his musical attainments are completely at the level of a professional singer, much better than his acting skills.

He has written songs over the years, but they haven't received much response. He thinks they're good, but the audience doesn't like them.

So when performing, his band mainly sings covers.

Singing for Li Zongsheng, singing for Liu Dehua, singing for Zhang Xueyou, singing for Cui Jian...

Although Qin Chuan only sang half of the song, judging by Huang Bo's musical quality, it is definitely a masterpiece that will become a hit.

At least Huang Bo himself can't write such a song.

Qin Chuan said sorry to Xiao Zhao, who was now 16 years old and still in high school, and then said:

"Yeah, I wrote it when I was bored."

"I don't fucking believe it!!" Huang Bo collapsed after being hit and swore.

As the old saying goes, I am afraid that my brothers are having a hard life, and I am also afraid that my brothers are driving a Land Rover.

Now Qin Chuan is not just driving a Land Rover, he is actually flying a plane.

Huang Bo felt so sour in his heart, as if he had eaten dozens of kilograms of lemons.

Qin Chuan said calmly: "Have you heard this song anywhere else?"

Huang Bo sighed secretly and shook his head like a rattle: "No!"

This song is nice and it will definitely be a hit if it is released. As someone who plays music frequently, he must have heard it.

Qin Chuan spread his hands: "So it was written by me."

"But, damn, what's wrong with you? Is this song easy to come by?" Huang Bo felt mixed emotions and forced himself to find an excuse.

Qin Chuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could understand Huang Bo's feelings: "I guarantee, this song is the only one in the world. No one else can sing it except me."

Huang Bo grabbed Qin Chuan's hand, pulled him up and walked out: "Follow me."

"Where are you going, bro?"

"Go to the Music Copyright Society to register the copyright."

Huang Bo is almost going crazy. It seems like his brother-in-law is about to take off completely.

genius?

No, he is a genius among geniuses.

"Wait for me to wash my face, okay?" Qin Chuan braked with his foot and leaned against the threshold of the yard: "I haven't taken the music score yet."

Huang Bo slapped his head and said, "Look how anxious I am. I forgot about this. Hurry up."

(End of this chapter)