Wu Liang smiled "not entrusted"

Ouyang Mi suddenly covered her mouth with surprise and looked at Wu Liang’s eyes with little stars.
Liang took a pen and paper to write and draw, and he moved quickly with almost no pause or deletion, which made Ouyang Mi more admired for so many years. She has seen only one person who can do this, and that is Qin Lan, a famous Chinese musician.
This little guy writes songs not only beautifully, but also so fast. It’s hard to imagine that he is still a network anchor today.
Those music companies that have always set their sights higher than the top are afraid to be wrong this time!
Not long after Wu Liang finished his work, he put the pen aside and handed the paper to Ouyang Mi, saying, "Are you satisfied when you finish writing Mi Jie?"
Ouyang Mi anxiously took the music and read two sentences, suddenly revealing a surprised expression.
"Silks?" She stared at Wu Liang in disbelief.
Chapter 50 Let’s have a small activity first
"Bo dialect" is the dialect in Chaoshan area of Lingnan.
Because in ancient times, the whole Lingnan was poor, the local people could not record the words with silk, but they could record the words with bamboo slips. At that time, the government had the financial resources to record the words with silk, so the local people called the official records "silk words" and called them "vernacular"
Nowadays, the whole Lingnan area, including Hong Kong Island and other places, is generally popular with "silk dialect", so there is also a special song called "silk dialect song" which is different from the national song.
Ouyang Mi traveled in Chaoshan area when she was young. Of course, she could speak fluent silks, but she didn’t expect Wu Liang to write songs for her in silks.
"Can you speak silk?" She asked curiously
Wu Liang nodded. "Yes, but I can’t speak well."
"If you can’t speak well, you can write songs …" Ouyang Mi stared at him with a face of disgust and asked you to pretend!
Wu Liang can smile bitterly at the fact that his level of silk speaking may not even be as good as that of children in Lingnan area. It is a blessing to write this song.
But speaking of it, he suddenly felt a little confused, saying that these songs came from a planet called earth, but why would there be words so similar to silks in that place called earth?
Is it true that there is a very special connection between the earth and bluestar?
As a result, Wu Liang forgot to talk to him in front of Ouyang Tian Hou, and noticed that he was distracted. Ouyang Mi held out his white palm and waved it in front of him and shouted, "Xiao Wu, what’s wrong with you?"
"oh? Oh! " Wu Liang quickly recovered to conceal that "nothing. Are you satisfied with this song?"
Ouyang Mi bowed her head and looked at the music carefully. However, she didn’t lift her head for half an hour.
Seeing her eyes fall on the music, she first looked puzzled, then surprised, then shocked, and finally left her face full of joy.
In particular, she kept humming and seemed to be performing the song live. However, the more she sang, the more involved she became, the more excited she became, and then she simply forgot everything around her and devoted herself to this music score.
The two assistants next to her knew Ouyang Mi’s temper. When she was involved in the song, no one could wake her up. The two of them could keep an embarrassed smile and keep talking to Wu Liang, trying to cover up Ouyang Mi’s rudeness in this way.
But how could Wu Liang be angry about such a thing? He smiled and chatted with two assistants, one build what did not build. It was not easy to chat well after eating the food, and finally Ouyang Mi woke up from his concentration.
"good!" Ouyang Mi startled everyone when she opened her mouth. She almost jumped up patting the table and holding the music in her hand. She was so excited that she couldn’t help herself, just like a swordsman got a peerless sword and a chef learned the Manchu banquet.
"It’s so well written!" She took Wu Liang’s hand with the music score and couldn’t help asking, "How did you come up with such a beautiful melody? I really underestimated you. Now I think you are more powerful than Qin Lan! "
Wu Liang was held by her right hand and praised so heavily that even if he was thick-skinned as a wall, he would feel a little shy. If Ouyang Mi had not passed his fifties, he would have blushed to become an apple.
However, Ouyang Mi was so excited that she didn’t notice these sections. She took Wu Liang and said urgently, "I’ll sing it for you now. Listen and see if there are any questions."
Wu Liang nodded and Ouyang Mi forced to sing.
Tian Hou is Tian Hou, even if it is her first time to contact this song, her breath and intonation are so weak that Wu Liang thinks that she is better than the original singer in the music library and can resonate with him.
"hey!" After singing a song, the remaining three people in the room clapped their hands, and the emotional female assistant was very red in the eyes. For a while, Ouyang Mi’s face looked at it for a while, and Wu Liang’s face looked at it. It seemed curious what these two people were doing for the first time, but they just performed so well.
And the male assistant is a little more sedate, but his nose is slightly quivering. He looks gratefully at Wu Liang and seems to thank him.
Wu Liang smiled and said to Ouyang Mi, "I can hardly find anything wrong with singing very well."
"Thanks to your good writing!" Ouyang Mi replied with a smile that she was so satisfied with this song that she couldn’t even believe her demands, which sounded like a fable, that someone could actually do it and integrate them into one song.
"Thank you!" Ouyang Mi once again sincerely expressed his deepest gratitude to Wu Liang.
Wu Liang waved his hand and said modestly, "It’s really Mi Jie who inspired me. It’s half your credit for this song."
Ouyang Mi Nunu’s mouth showed a little girl’s innocent smile and fondled the score again. Then he said to Wu Liang, "I will leave you a ticket at the concert. I hope you will come and support me then."
Wu Liang nodded and suddenly asked, "Can you give me one more?"
Ouyang Mi sipped her mouth and smiled. "Why do you want to bring your girlfriend?"
Wu Liang scratched his head and said in shame, "I don’t have a girlfriend. I want to hold an event on the live broadcast to draw a lucky audience to come to your concert with me."
It turns out that the number of live broadcasts has returned recently, because Wu Liang personally seldom talks when he is broadcast live in man show. Unlike his anchor, the atmosphere has soared, and it is even more impossible to make his first show like those female anchors. After reaching the peak of 10 million, the number of live broadcasts has slowly dropped. In recent two days, it has fallen to a million figures.
This is after the live broadcast platform gave him water.
Although this phenomenon is normal, every anchor will go through this ups and downs, but Wu Liang thinks he wants to be a singer. How can a man lose to a female anchor who plays games? Therefore, he has been distressed recently, trying to find other ways to boost his popularity.
Just when he dozed off and met the pillow, he was just thinking about how to boost his popularity when Tianhou sent him concert tickets. He wanted to simply take this opportunity to hold a small event in the live broadcast of Tianhou concert tickets as a reward to boost the popularity of the live broadcast.
The idea came out temporarily, and he didn’t know if Ouyang Mi would agree to know the tickets for Ouyang Tian Hou’s concert. It was notoriously hard to get a ticket. Someone once called for 31 thousand tickets to buy the front row seat. Later, it was said that the guy bought a middle seat for 30 thousand yuan.
It is a favor for Ouyang Mi to set aside a ticket for him. After all, his songs are not given away for nothing, but business is business.
But Ouyang Mi is probably too grateful to him. After listening to him, he immediately replied generously, "No problem, I can leave you three tickets. You can bring two friends to yes man then!"
Wu Liang thanked him with delight. "That’s really very kind of you. I really don’t know what to say."
Ouyang Mi waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth cocked in the music score and smiled, "I hope you will come and pay tribute to me then."
"Don’t worry, I will go even if I am in Jack nife!" Wu Liang felt that Tian Hou was full of goodwill and finally got a deep silence.
Ouyang Mi smiled and asked him if he had eaten enough, then politely said goodbye to him and left with his two assistants satisfied.
Musicians who are rich in money will naturally talk to Wu Liang to see what Tianhou means. No matter what the cost, she must get this song this time.
However, Wu Liang doesn’t intend to be a lion’s mouth. Ouyang Mi was also an idol since he was a child. He watched his idol dying of a serious illness. Even if he gave this song away for nothing, he was willing.
When I got home, I slept in a daze for a night. I don’t know if I was worried about Ouyang Mi. Wu Liang dreamed of the death of Ouyang Tian Hou several times. An unspeakable heartache woke him up from his dream again and again, thinking that his childhood dream lover would have such a rough life. Isn’t it another lament?
As a result, Wu Liang still stared at two panda eyes in a listless manner during the live broadcast the next day, which startled the audience in the live broadcast.
"Anchor, what’s wrong with this? Recently, the strong frequency has increased?"
"Anchor this is the science of uniting the unicorn arm? I have a bad feeling that the anchor may die. "
"If the building dies, the anchor will die and the old lady will die!"
"Anchor, you should pay attention to your health. You are so happy that you are hurt and strong!"
"You’re too dirty. I’m still a baby and I can’t even look at you."
"Don’t pretend to be forced to be thunderstruck!"
"It’s so dirty, I want to call the police!"
……
Wu Liang had a headache and watched the rows of chat messages pass by before his eyes. Millions of people broadcast live, and even if there were tens of thousands of people talking, the news refresh frequency was dazzling.
He can’t watch the barrage at all now, and he can communicate with the audience as he talks to himself every time.
However, today he has good news to announce, so he managed to get up and communicate with the audience before singing.
"Let’s stop fooling around and listen to me for a second." He motioned for the audience in the live broadcast to be quiet and then said slowly, "Today, there are two things to inform everyone that both of them are good news. The first thing is to make some musical instruments unfamiliar before accompaniment when the anchor will sing live today, for fear that everyone will laugh, but now the anchor thinks it’s time to take out my closet trick. Let’s clap your hands!"
A series of applause. The icon in the chat bar is refreshed crazily. It seems that many viewers like it.
"The second thing is terrible," Wu Liang said gravely. "I have two tickets for Ouyang Mi’s concert in Tianhou. I’m going to draw two lucky viewers from the live broadcast and go to the concert in Tianhou Ouyang with me. If you are interested, please deduct 1 in the chat box."
“1111111111111111111111111111111”
In an instant, the screen was painted white by all kinds of "1"