When Han Yiming and Gong Nanbei appeared in the center of the stage at the same time, another crazy scream came!

Fans didn't care about their voices at all, and they still roared even though they were already hoarse.

Han Yiming smiled and waved to the fans, picked up Mike and said, "Today, the last show has never appeared in a concert."

As soon as Han Yiming spoke, many fans noticed that something was wrong with his voice.

Han Yiming asked the staff behind him to come forward and smiled: "Today, we will draw a lucky audience from the fans! Write a song for him!"

After Han Yiming finished speaking, the fans were all crazy!

"Choose me! Choose me!"

"Han Yiming! Han Yiming!"

"Yiming! Choose me!"

Han Tianwang wrote a song for him at the concert. If he was chosen, he would be able to play for the rest of his life!

Han Yiming was also very satisfied with the status of the fans and pointed to the staff behind him and said, "The boxes in their hands are the letter area code, queue number, and seat number! Next, I will randomly draw a lucky audience from it!"

Of course, there were many reporters at Han Yiming's concert. When Han Yiming made such a gimmick, many people's eyes were glowing!

They have listened to many concerts, and this is the first time they have encountered such a gimmick! Are you not afraid of smashing your signature when writing songs to fans on the spot?

In fact, they were eager for Han Yiming to make mistakes or smash his signature, so that this kind of gimmick is strong enough!

After Han Yiming announced the rules, he started the lottery.

He reached out in the big box, took out a ping-pong ball and placed it in front of the camera. All the audience could clearly see that there were C on the ping-pong ball.

Suddenly, the audience in Area C cheered wildly, loud enough to completely cover the voices of other audiences.

Han smiled and reached into the second box, took out another ping-pong ball with the number eleven written on it.

"Congratulations to the audience in the 11th row!"

There was another cheer in the stadium. Han Yiming took a deep breath, penetrated his hand deep into the last big box, took out a ping-pong ball, and displayed it in front of the screen.

"Let us congratulate! District C! Row 11, seat 32! Congratulations! Ask the staff to bring him to the stage, we will create a music for him!"

In an instant, everyone in Area C looked at the eleventh row.

In the eleventh row, a young man held a mobile phone in one hand and a concert ticket in the other.

He looked at the ticket in his hand and felt a little unbelievable.

......

"Congratulations to this friend!"

King Han Tianwang on the stage couldn't see these clearly. The staff walked to the man, verified the ticket number, and invited the young man to the stage with a smile.

The young man picked up the beer that was placed aside, took a few large sips in a row, and then followed the staff to the stage.

The young man was thin and tall, and he looked about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. I don’t know if it was because of excitement or the two sips of wine just now, his face was a little red.

When he came closer, Han Yiming realized that the man was crying again.

At first he thought this person was emotionally sensitive, and maybe he cried because of excitement, but soon he felt something was wrong. This person was really sad.

He turned his head to look at Gong Nanbei, his eyes full of inquisitiveness: "Can you do it?"

Gong Nanbei replied to him: ‘No problem’!

Han Yiming was relieved and greeted him with a smile and said, "My friend, what's your name?"

"Hello, Brother Han, my name is Ma Jun," the young man replied with a smile.

When Han Yiming opened his mouth, he smelled a smell of alcohol and thought to himself that this person was still drinking. It seems that he had encountered something troublesome.

Han Yiming smiled and said, "What are your requirements for songs?"

Ma Jun thought for a moment before saying, "Then write one for my ex-girlfriend."

As soon as these words came out, fans at the concert started to talk, and there were loud chattering below.

Ma Jun's eyes were red again and said, "I broke up with her last week. I want to tell her, I'm sorry, I'm too naive and can't give her what she wants. Just do that."

After hearing this, Han Yiming turned to look at Gong Nanbei. Gong Nanbei nodded slightly. Then he turned around and smiled at Ma Jun and said, "Everything will be fine, life still has a long way to go! You have to look forward!"

Ma Jun smiled bitterly, but did not respond.

Some things can only be done by themselves, and no matter how others persuade them, it is useless.

However, Gong Nanbei had already taken a piece of music score from the staff and began to draw the score.

Everyone was surprised when I saw him writing songs for the first time. I was creative so quickly? Is there any insider here? Otherwise, it would be so fast?

Gong Nanbei's writing style was full of wind, and he drew the cube in just two or three minutes. Then he called Han Yiming to his side and looked like the two of them discussed together.

After drawing the slit, the two of them checked a little and handed it to everyone in the band.

After watching the musical score, the band members looked at Gong Nanbei as if they were watching a monster!

This is all thanks to the system's primary soundtrack production skills, otherwise Gong Nanbei would not even recognize the five-line score!

Han Yiming ran over happily and studied the music score with the band. The more he looked, the more he became, the more surprised he was. On the other end, Gong Nanbei had already started writing lyrics.

After another three or four minutes, Gong Nanbei's lyrics were written and handed the lyrics to Han Yiming and said, "Brother Han, see if it's OK?"

Han Yiming took the lyrics, tried to sing a few lines, and looked back at the band.

They all smiled bitterly on their faces. This was not to say that the song was not good, but they all felt that Gong Nanbei was a little too evil, which made them and other professionals feel frustrated.

Han Yiming picked up the lyrics and showed them to the camera: "The song has been written, do you want to listen to it?"

"think!"

"I want to hear it!"

"I want to hear it! I want to hear it!"

Han Yiming asked, and immediately received a loud response from the audience.

Han Yiming smiled and turned to look at Ma Jun and said, "This song is dedicated to you, Mr. Ma Jun, I hope you will like it."

Ma Jun was really drunk and just smirked at Han Yiming.

Seeing his condition, Han Yiming turned around and asked the staff to send a stool so that he could feel more comfortable sitting down.

Musicians have already started to study music scores.

Han Yiming's voice became more and more serious. He held back when he spoke. Gong Nanbei looked at him with some concern.

Han Yiming smiled and pointed to the lyrics of the above lines, meaning that he could still sing these lines.

Gong Nanbei nodded slightly. This was Han Yiming's pride and he could not refuse.

Two or three minutes later, the musician nodded slightly at Han Yiming.

Han Yimingtong nodded slightly and turned to look at Gong Nanbei.

After Gong Nanbei nodded slightly, the staff next to him took a guitar and a bass.

Gong Nanbei was carrying a guitar on his back, and Han Yiming smiled and said.

"This song is called "Boy"! Give it to brothers Ma Jun and also to all the good friends here!"

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Chapter completed!