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Chapter 105 The 4 Teachers Drink It To Go To Gastric Washing



Chapter 105 The four teachers drank until they went to gastric lavage

"This, this, Mr. Wang Feng, you've broken me."

Mo Bai was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Wang Feng to come to the truth: "I don't dare to ask for advice. In fact, I also have a lot to learn from Teacher Wang Feng. I drank this glass of wine. However, I hope Teacher Wang Feng will not be so polite, too polite. The kid is under a lot of pressure."

With that said, Mo Bai drank another cup.

"readily."

Seeing that Mo Bai drank another glass, Wang Feng also picked up the glass and drank it down.

"Well, Mo Bai is embarrassed to say whether to ask for advice or not. In the future, Mo Bai may be someone in our circle, so we should communicate together."

Harlem laughed jokingly: "By the way, Wang Feng, what do you want to ask for advice? Let me tell you, I have a profound family background. Maybe I can also give you advice."

"Ha Lin, forget it, you've been playing like crazy recently, and the route taken by Wang Feng is completely different."

Na Ying reminded.

"Well, let's talk about it, Wang Feng."

"How should I put it, this may be a common problem in the circle. Because we have found that it is very difficult for us to create a song that can resonate with the public recently. Or, let alone resonate, even if we create a work that is passed on by word of mouth , is also very difficult.”

After thinking about it, Wang Feng said.

"This seems to be the current environment."

Mo Bai also frowned: "Pop music is already on the decline, not to mention our mainland, Xiangjiang is also the same. Now it is no longer the era of only listening to pop music and watching Xiangjiang movies. In terms of entertainment, everyone has more choices."

"Yes, Wang Feng, it's not your fault."

Liu Huan also nodded and said.

In fact, in the past ten years, Liu Huan has rarely released new songs.

It's not that he doesn't want to release it, but he also found that even if a new song is released, there don't seem to be many people who like to listen to it.

In this way, a series of transformations of singers began to do variety shows.

There are really few singers like Wang Feng who are still on the front line of creation.

"However, despite this, I still feel that the market still needs new music. If you write works that appeal to the tastes of the market audience, I think everyone will be very interested."

Mo Bai also said.

"So, this is exactly what I want to ask Mo Bai for your advice. The few songs you sang on Good Voice should be original."

"Yes."

Mo Bai nodded.

"That's right. Except for the song you played in the primary election that was not very popular with everyone, all the songs after that, whether it's ugly or chasing the dream red heart, are all popular songs. What I want to ask is , how did you create these songs at that time?"

Among the four mentors, compared to the other three, Wang Feng is considered a stronger singer.

Arranging, composing, and writing lyrics, Wang Feng often does all the tasks in the songs alone.

"how to say……"

Mo Bai burst into tears, how can he have any creative experience, can he say that these songs are just copied?
It's just, how can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing? Although it was copied, Mo Bai also said seriously: "Maybe I have feelings, so I created these songs. Just like everyone in the media scolded me at that time, everyone People attacked me, so I wrote ugly monsters, which can be regarded as satirizing them. Teacher Wang Feng, I think your songs are very good. Especially in terms of composition, many of them are impeccable. However, in terms of your lyrics, I think It can be closer to the times..."

"and many more?"

Wang Feng seemed to have realized something: "You mean, let me write the lyrics more popularly?"

"You can say that."

Mo Bai nodded: "Of course, popular is not vulgar. Popular is just so that everyone can understand and feel the meaning expressed in the lyrics. If the lyrics are too profound, even if the style of the song is good, it will be difficult to become popular. Of course, Wang Feng Teacher, this is just my personal opinion, which makes everyone laugh."

To be honest, Mo Bai is not a professional singer, he is pure nonsense.

Of course, it is nonsense, but it is also based on the law of future music development.

"No, no, Mo Bai, what you said makes a lot of sense."

Although it was Wang Feng who asked the question, Liu Huan also seemed to think of something: "Pop songs are actually the works of art of Xia Liba people. They are always sunny and snowy, so what's the point of playing and singing by themselves? Works that can be understood by the general public are the real art."

Involuntarily, Liu Huan remembered the song "Song of a Hero" he sang back then.

Seriously, are hero songs really better than some other songs?
From the perspective of music technology, the melody of Hero Song is not complicated, nor is it much better than other songs.

However, there is a line in the lyrics, "Shout the road is uneven", and this roar made the song spread all over the country.

"Thank you, Mo Bai."

Nodding his head, Wang Feng seemed to have realized something.

"No wonder you dared to write a song called Ugly."

Although the song "Ugly" is indeed very classic now, especially when Mo Bai was ridiculed and attacked by countless people at that time, I don't know how many people were touched when he sang this song "Ugly".But, if we really want to say, the singers in their music world basically dare not use the word "ugly".

For them, the word "ugly" is really indecent.

But it is this kind of thinking that makes Wang Feng and other singers keep away from the public and become more and more niche.

"Mo Bai, in order to show my gratitude to you, I will toast you again."

Wang Feng raised his glass again, and drank it himself first.

"No, there is also me, Mo Bai, I have benefited a lot from what you said, and I respect you too."

Liu Huan also raised his glass, waiting to respect Mo Bai.

"Teacher Wang Feng, Teacher Liu Huan... I can see that you are not respecting me, you are clearly trying to get me drunk."

Mo Bai looked sad, but in an instant, Mo Bai made a disdainful expression: "I'm not bragging with you, it's just the four of you who want to compete with me for wine, so call four more people to come."

"Ha Lin, you student is so crazy, you even want to single out the four of us. I said, don't be merciful today, you have to pour him down...Come on, Mo Bai, let's have another drink."

Liu Huan himself is a relatively bold person, and seeing Mo Bai's arrogance, he was also extremely passionate for a while, so he had another sex with Mo Bai while holding a wine glass.

"Okay, Teacher Liu Huan, let's drink one."

"Come on, Teacher Harlem, let's drink one too."

"Then Mr. Ying, how can you not drink, this is not possible."

"Teacher Wang Feng, it's our time again."

"Mr. Liu Huan, no matter what happens to this cup, we have to do it."

"Teacher Harlem..."

"Teacher Wang Feng..."

Mo Bai never refuses anyone, one cup after another.

This drink lasted until midnight.

Seeing Mo Bai toasting towards him with a wine glass again, several teachers felt chills and shouted: "Help."

Then both of them fell to the ground drunk and passed out in a blink of an eye.

Ok.

In fact, the problem is not that serious.

That night Mo Bai picked four, but he drank all four teachers to the ground.

Of course, seeing the four teachers lying on the ground drunk, Mo Bai had no choice but to call an ambulance.

After a toss, at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, except for Na Ying who drank less, the three teachers were all carried by the doctor to wash their stomachs, and then it stopped.

However, there was a little accident when drinking.

That day, a few paparazzi came from nowhere, and the scene where several teachers were carried to have their stomachs washed was photographed by them.

As for what will happen the next day, Mo Bai doesn't know.

(End of this chapter)


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