My 1983

"You wrote this?"

Elder Sun said as he took out a black-framed glasses from the chest pocket of the shabby Zhongshan suit and put them on. I looked at it more seriously.

"Yes, you can show me what's wrong."

Lu Xiaofeng did not deny that he really wanted to know how capable the white-haired old man in front of him really was.

"The lyrics are good, I composed this song!"

Sun Lao said very calmly, and after speaking, he directly took the lyrics and left, leaving Lu Xiaofeng alone still standing in place without reacting.

Compared with the puzzlement of Lu Xiaofeng and others, Tan Zheng was extremely excited, only he knew how much gold was behind Sun Lao's good sentence.

"Xiao Lu, you are estimated to be stable in the ranking this time."

Tan Zheng said and patted Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder very excitedly.

"This Sun Lao is......?"

Lu Xiaofeng still didn't understand Sun Boyun's identity.

"Sun Lao was the top artist in China before him, and he studied abroad before liberation. Some of the famous songs you hear have Sun Lao's participation.

Tan Zheng said, his brows twisted together.

For that time, I was reluctant to mention it.

Saying that, Tan Zheng sighed.

"Okay, with Elder Sun endorsing you, no one dares to say that your song is not good."

Saying that, he glanced at Lu Xiaofeng meaningfully.

Sun Lao has long lost his previous fighting spirit, and although he has gotten better over the years, the old man is no longer willing to go out of the mountains.

It was a complete accident to be able to help Lu Xiaofeng compose music this time.

And Lu Xiaofeng also learned about Sun Lao's strength from Tan Zheng's three words, and he couldn't help but gasp.

I didn't expect that I actually met such an old man today, which couldn't help but make me very excited.

Lu Dongyang was completely out of fighting spirit, and even Sun Lao was optimistic about Lu Xiaofeng and them, even if he gave himself ten dares, he didn't dare to prick.

However, he has always been worried about Lu Xiaofeng's humiliation.

And Lu Xiaogeng didn't care about this, rehearsal or rehearsal, and even specially asked Qu Ting to buy himself two guitars in the provincial capital.

In the past two days, the four of them came to the rehearsal room to rehearse, and Lu Xiaofeng even asked Li Gang to learn guitar with him.

Lu Xiaofeng really didn't pay attention to it before, and Li Gang, who seemed to be five big and three thick, was surprisingly talented in music.

Not only the voice, but also the guitar is learned, and sometimes I sleep in class with my fingers on the table.

Sun Lao's speed was quite fast, and in just a week, both pieces were composed.

But Lu Xiaofeng was a little surprised when he talked about it, the whole style of music is not the same as that of later generations, but at least in Lu Xiaofeng's opinion, it is more than a little stronger.

With the rehearsal day by day, the tacit understanding of the four people also developed rapidly.

During this period, Tan Zheng came over several times, watching several people rehearse, and his heart itched.

If there were these four people in the literary troupe, especially Lu Xiaofeng was there.

If Lu Xiaofeng's creative ability is coupled with Sun Lao's lyrics, the literary troupe may return to its previous peak or even surpass a few songs to produce a few songs.

After everyone rehearsed this day, Tan Zheng couldn't help but speak.

For Tan Zheng's invitation, several people were very surprised. However, Lu Xiaofeng still refused on the grounds of studying.

To be honest, if it weren't for the age requirements, coupled with Lu Dashan's two sons, he didn't want to go to school at this time, and he might have entered the literary troupe to add shackles to himself.

Tan Zheng was not for nothing, and Lu Xiaofeng promised to write a song specifically for the literary troupe.

Looking at Tan Zheng's smug smile, Lu Xiaofeng knew that he had fallen for this old fox.

But I didn't think about anything, it was not too much to occupy someone's venue to write a song.

But what to write Lu Xiaofeng is difficult, compared with these loves and loves, it is obviously a little out of place to create these for the literary troupe.

Lu Xiaofeng, who called himself the Chinese Xiaoqu Library, was stunned for two days.

When he handed the lyrics to Tan Zheng, Tan Zheng's hands were shaking as he looked at the lyrics.

"Old Tan! No, don't scare me when you're so old, your face is twitching. "

To be honest, Lu Xiaofeng's mentality was no better when he wrote this song.

At this time, it was the beginning of reform and opening up, and in some aspects, consciousness was not unified.

And Lu Xiaofeng's song "Into the New Era" appeared a full two years earlier than the later life.

Don't underestimate these two years, people's consciousness has changed a lot in the past two years.

It can be said that Lu Xiaofeng also wrote this song with courage.

"Who scares whom! You...... You really wrote this song by you.

Tan Zheng's face was surprisingly serious. But looking at the lyrics, it must be a good work, and Tan Zheng himself can't fault it.

But when it comes to something, I'm really a little uncertain.

"I really wrote it, if it's not suitable, let's change it first."

Lu Xiaofeng also had no idea, this is not a joke, if you really want to make yourself a big show.

"Don't worry first, let Elder Sun take a look."

Tan Zheng is really itchy, and he knows that once this song comes out, it will definitely cause a sensation.

But the problem lies in the influence of this song, as a literary and artistic worker, I do not understand some of the ideas of the upper class thoroughly, and I am really afraid that a bad literary troupe will cease to exist.

When Sun Lao saw the lyrics, his reaction was no better than where Tan Zheng went, but he just glanced at it and had an idea of the score in his heart.

The old man looked around Lu Feng twice, and only after half a day did he say a good word.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is one of the first generation of founders in the music of the motherland, what kind of people have also seen themselves.

But only Lu Xiaofeng made himself feel particularly unreal.

For no other reason, the style of this song is completely different from the previous three.

Someone who can write such a song can't be described as a genius in some ways.

"Elder Sun, isn't there something wrong with this song."

Seeing that Sun Lao didn't speak for a long time, Tan Zheng couldn't help but voice his worries.

"What's wrong, I think it's very good!"

Sun Lao said and carefully read the lyrics again, but the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Glancing back at Tan Zheng, he still looked like he wanted to speak.

"Xiao Tan! We are literary and artistic, as long as it is useful to the people, we can create, you are still too timid in this regard.

So, I'll let my old friends take a look first and hear their opinions.

Elder Sun said and patted Tan Zheng's shoulder, as an old man who was over seventy, he had experienced strong winds and waves all the way. After suffering a lot, some problems can be seen thoroughly.