Winner System of Entertainment

If you want to ask a guy named Brother Xiaosha what activity is the most tiring, he will definitely say that signing autographs is the most tiring. Especially in a disorderly place where hundreds of people are noisy and pushing.

They were crowded together in the middle to sign autographs.

And if it is more tiring than this, then it is undoubtedly repeated three times in a row.

You said there is something more tiring? Well, indeed, it is still raining, and you are obviously soaked to the skin, but you still have to sign autographs while shouting loudly with smoke in your throat, barely maintaining order.

does it count?

It was already close to three o'clock in the afternoon when Brother Xiaosha, like a dead dog, escaped from the crowd and pushed his bicycle with great difficulty with both hands to a road outside Lushui Township.

, and he is now hungry and tired, especially since his hands have become completely stiff, and it is almost difficult to even ride a bicycle.

Because he can no longer hold the handlebars, especially his right hand. Let alone riding a bike, he can’t even push the bike hard!

"Next time I encounter this kind of situation again, even if I don't want this old bicycle anymore, I will definitely run away."

Someone was walking slowly on the road, swearing and shaking his right hand.

This feeling of helplessness is really too painful, isn't it? Especially as his fame grows, if he performs along the way in the future, wouldn't he have to sign tens of thousands of autographs a day?

Such a large quantity and such a bad environment would drive people crazy!

Anyway, at this moment, Brother Xiaosha suddenly came up with a lot of ideas, one of which was a melody in particular, which made him feel that it was very suitable for his mood.

So, he started humming this melody and called the system to record it for him:

It was a rainy day and the black clouds were as annoying as crows

We are all complaining, why is the sky so dark?

You said it would be better not to meet you, but I have a hard time saying it.

I don't like this method either, but for the sake of our goals, we all have to learn to be brave

…

What is inspiration?

Inspiration is like a severe constipation that suddenly disappears. Then, things that could not be suppressed in the past now come out very smoothly.

But now, when someone is extremely depressed and miserable, he can really "hold in" a large amount of stuff easily.

I only heard Brother Xiaosha continue to hum:

I want to change because this state of affairs is dangerous

I'm afraid I'll run away without seeing anyone, even if my goal hasn't been achieved yet

The future is still far away and we cannot predict how far we can go

For love and tomorrow, I will work a little harder

If one day my eyes are wet with tears, I will say goodbye with a smile

Your encouragement and declaration of love will always be in my heart

For the sake of tomorrow, when we meet again, we move forward bravely

"call"

Brother Xiaosha let out a long sigh of relief, and then asked a little excitedly: "System, how is the song I just made? Is it good enough for a golden song?"

With a soft "dip" sound, the system replied: "The melody is beautiful, the rhythm is full, and it has the style of a golden song. However, the lyrics still have some shortcomings. Please modify it and name it."

Isn’t it? The lyrics are so good, but you still say they’re not good enough?

Brother Xiaosha was depressed again! He finally had a burst of inspiration. He originally thought that this song should be able to meet the golden song level, but he did not expect that the system would dare not to recognize it?

Of course, as long as the melody is made, it is not impossible to modify the lyrics. Brother Xiaosha has already understood this. After all, composing music is much more difficult than writing lyrics, especially for songs with a punctual melody.

Very rare!

Of course, in today's society, it seems that songwriters are more talented than composers, and their reputations are higher. But this still does not change the reality that composing music is more difficult than writing lyrics.

After all, a good song can be a classic and a household name without lyrics. But do your lyrics dare to become a household name without a tune? This is obviously impossible.

Today is no longer ancient times, and it is no longer possible for Liu Yong to become a god by writing lyrics. No matter how good you are at writing lyrics, you can only be a poet at most, and it is still a so-called modern poem that has no classical flavor.

Therefore, in Brother Xiaosha’s mind, he has always felt that as long as he can compose a wonderful song first, then the lyrics will not be a problem at all. And don’t forget, what he wants to complete is not a slightly Chinese style.

It also needs to test the lyrics of classical Chinese, but just create a golden song that can be widely circulated.

In a word, what he is pursuing now is popularity, a sensational spread rate. As long as everyone on the street can sing, it will be OK. At that time, why will he have to buy three million copies of a record, right?

"Okay, brother will revise it! As for the title of the song, let's call it "Forward Courageously"."

Brother Xiaosha nodded and made his decision. Then he looked back at the road where there were not many vehicles because of the rain. He suddenly said "Huh" out of curiosity and said to himself: "What happened, reporter?"

Where are they? Are they all gone?"

It wasn't until this moment that he remembered a question. It seemed like he hadn't seen the reporters just now? But they had clearly followed him to Qingshui Township. But what about the people?

Are they really all gone?

But this is impossible! Brother Xiaosha immediately denied this statement. After all, he is a super hot existence now, and reporters are following him like flies. Who is willing to leave voluntarily?

"It's lunch time now, and your physical energy has dropped by more than half." The system suddenly reminded someone: "If you continue like this, you will definitely catch a cold, and you won't have the extra energy to walk for at least three days."

"Damn, is it so serious?" Brother Xiaosha was very surprised and touched his belly, which was indeed shriveled, and also carefully checked the condition of his whole body. He found that he was indeed a little weak, especially all the time.

The skin was a little white from being soaked by the rain.

What was particularly uncomfortable was that the shoes under his feet had long been wet with accumulated water. Now they were much heavier with every step they took, and they also made a "puff, plop, plop" sound.

"Oh my god, it seems that I really found a restaurant to eat! Those reporters must have eaten and drank enough now, right?" Brother Xiaosha murmured and looked around. Unfortunately, it was impossible to find a regular restaurant, unless he now

Then go back to Qingshui Township.

However, this is obviously impossible. After finally "escaping", how could he take the initiative to run back and "throw himself into a trap"?

So, he began to look at some residential houses. Anyway, as long as there was enough rice and meat, he could still live well, and he didn't care much about the taste.

At this moment, a series of car roars suddenly came from behind him. Brother Xiaosha stood on the roadside and looked back, only to see at least a dozen cars lining up and driving towards him, and

He also noticed with sharp eyes that many people in the car were pointing dark cameras at him.

"These bastards have eaten and drank enough by themselves, and now they are pestering me again." Brother Xiaosha was very unhappy, pushing his bicycle and preparing to turn to a residential house with an open door very close to the road.

However, a car stopped next to him, and then the door slowly opened. A reporter wearing glasses smiled and said: "Brother Xiaosha, we brought you food, do you want to come to the car and eat slowly?"

"

"I have not……"

"Gu"

Someone swallowed his saliva in a very shameless manner and was about to say no. After all, eating people has a soft mouth! But his hungry stomach let out a series of spineless screams, which deeply betrayed him.

So, someone quickly changed his words: "I just haven't found a place to eat yet, so thank you very much."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to a large sundeck on the side of the road and said, "Just park there. I just happened to be able to borrow your car to change my clothes. I'm all wet now."

The reporter with glasses and the other two reporters in the car couldn't help but smile, but at the same time they also felt deeply admired for someone's "persistence". After all, in today's society, it seems that no one has ever heard of it.

Celebrities would hang out in the rain and sign autographs for everyone.