Zhang Hong didn't believe it at first, but after the girl mentioned her name, Zhang Hong believed it.
Zhang Xiyue.
This is the name of Grandma Zhang Hong.
At the beginning, the old Zhang family also came from a scholarly family, and as we all know, Grandpa Zhang Hong was the bride-in-law, that is, the man whose real name was Wei Laisheng, who changed his name to Zhang Laisheng after his marriage.
Grandma Zhang Hong is a single person, but she has a cousin, Zhang Yuanying’s great-grandfather.
So after all, the two of them are really relatives.
But this relative is far enough away.
It turns out that after this little girl entered the situation just now, she called her family after charging her mobile phone to say that she might not be able to catch up with the show.
Then her grandfather said that she could go to Zhang Hong, one of the guest mentors on the show, and said that this was her eldest cousin.
She was embarrassed to say it just now, but now she said it out of gratitude.
Zhang Hong believed it.
I have to believe this.
He only learned about his great-grandma's name when he returned to his hometown some time ago. Absolutely no one outside would know it.
The fact that this girl knows this means that she does have an elder who is related to her great-grandmother.
In addition, her surname is Zhang, so there is nothing to deny.
As for lying... She didn't need to lie to people when she could prove it by asking her grandfather for confirmation.
Lin Muqing's expression softened a lot.
"Then I'll just call you Xiaoying." Zhang Hong said with a smile, "Let's go to dinner together. I'll treat you to a nice meal."
These little cousins are also pretty good.
And my little cousin’s name is pretty good.
The spicy taste reminds me of cherry blossoms.
But Zhang Hong’s hometown is not Fusang anyway.
"No, no." Zhang Yuanying waved her hands, "Brother Hong, we students are going to live in the dormitory prepared by the program team. We need to start preparing now. We can't go out to eat. And..."
She smiled sheepishly: "And it won't be very good for you, cousin, if I get photographed. I still want to rely on my strength. Cousin, don't treat me special. You have to be more strict with me."
Seeing the firm expression and eyes on her sweet face, Zhang Hong also smiled: "I understand, it's your dream, I support you."
Will he get special treatment?
Of course not.
"Okay, then you go back and rest first." He waved his hand and watched the little girl bow and turn around and run away. Zhang Hong sighed with emotion, "This is youth..."
Next to her, Lin Muqing had a playful expression: "You feel old at the age of twenty-five?"
"That's not true." Zhang Hong glanced at her and said, "If I am too old at the age of twenty-five, then you, at the age of twenty-four, are no less generous."
Tsk, when he said this, Zhang Hong felt a sense of urgency.
This black man is already twenty-four years old.
If you don't hurry up...
Pulling himself together, Zhang Hong said: "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner, and you can help me with the song."
I heard that Hei Changzhi is also a professional in music, so you can refer to her opinion.
............
After dinner, Zhang Hong returned to the hotel and entered Lin Muqing's room.
Didn't go to bed.
I didn't take off my clothes either.
The two simply sat at the table and communicated.
Lin Muqing turned the pen in his hand, with a notebook spread out in front of him, "You mean you want to write a song now, but you are not familiar with the music score?"
Zhang Hong nodded, "It's not that I don't know music notation, it's mainly because I only have melody, and it's more difficult to arrange music."
He can only sing, but he can't arrange music.
At most, it was the parts of certain songs and what instruments were used that particularly impressed him, so he could bring it up.
The rest...forget it.
And although those songs lingered in his mind, he couldn't sing them directly.
He had to hum the melody first, and then wait for the music to be made before he could sing the complete lyrics along with the music.
Lin Muqing asked a soul question: "Then the question is, how did you write the song?"
Zhang Hong looked serious, thought carefully, analyzed carefully, and then said: "Maybe... Is it because of my extraordinary talent? Or is it because I am a time traveler?"
Lin Muqing rolled his eyes and raised his chin: "Then you sing. If you don't go out of tune, I'll try to write out the score."
In her opinion, since Zhang Hong brought it up, it meant that he already had the music and even the lyrics in his mind.
It’s just that the arranger wanted me to help out as a consultant.
Zhang Hong recalled it and thought about what song to hum first.
As "Little Jay Chou in Los Angeles", my first reaction must be Jay Chou's songs~
However, many classics in Jay Chou's songs are inappropriate. After all, China here is just a parallel world to the motherland in the previous life, and there are still many differences.
For example, "Nunchaku" and "Ninja" are not very suitable.
"The Clock in the Opposite Direction" does not fit the background of "Terraces".
"Dad, I'm Back" doesn't work either.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Hong started his performance.
He closed his eyes and beat the beat with his hands.
A few minutes later, he opened his eyes, full of expectation: "How is it?"
Little girl, please be conquered by my talent!
Lin Muqing: "..."
The only person who responded to him was Lin Muqing's expressionless eyes.
Zhang Hong was shocked: "You can't understand why you can't hear such a beautiful melody? You must have bought all those certificates!"
I can't bear it!
Can't even hear the intro to Jay Chou's "Grandma"?
Lin Muqing was expressionless: "Did you always write songs like this before?"
Zhang Hongli said confidently: "For "The Wind Rises" I only need a guitar. For the songs that follow, I need help from the big guys to arrange the music. I just have to hum the melody."
As he spoke, he looked sideways at Lin Muqing: "How come others can do it, but you can't?"
Lin Muqing: "..."
She resisted the urge to become a murderer and her writing flew like a fly.
Soon, the simplified score of the entire song was written.
Passing it to Zhang Hong, she said calmly: "See for yourself if there is anything wrong."
Zhang Hong took the notebook and smiled: "So casual? That must be all wrong..."
He couldn't speak anymore.
He did recognize the music score.
Then he hummed in his mind...
Isn’t this exactly the same?!
He was instantly shocked and even started to stutter when he spoke: "Are you Zhou...Zhou Jielun?!"
"What a mess." Lin Muqing remained expressionless, but the movement of her hair showed her inner joy, "Is it wrong?"
"No..." Zhang Hong burst into tears.
Is there really a genius with absolute pitch in this world?
No! It must be because someone like me, Zhang, hummed out of tune!
This shows that I, Zhang, am a real musical genius!
I didn't expect that, in addition to being a talented director and a talented actor, I, Zhang Hong, am also a musical genius!
Lin Muqing's voice was soft: "Then what instruments were used in this song?"
"Piano and drums, as well as flute or flute." Zhang Hong closed his eyes and recalled.
Lin Muqing's tone became softer: "Is there any other melody?"
She snatched the notebook from Zhang Hong's hand, her black and white eyes were frighteningly bright, "Please give me more melodies."
No matter how much you jump, Zhang Hong, you still can't escape from the palm of my hand, Lin Muqing?
You want to hide your musical talent? So who am I who was defeated by you in music in the past?
Look, I will make sure your talent cannot be hidden!
Do you want to be lazy? Dream on!
Haven't you taken the bait now?
Zhang Hong didn't know what she was thinking, he was just amazed by her talent.
But why isn't she like this?
So under Lin Muqing's expectation, Zhang Hong hummed other melodies.
“Da da tick tick↘~~ da da~ da da tick tick↘~~ da da~ da da tick tick↘~~ da da da tick tick tick tick↘~~…”
After he finished humming, Lin Muqing frowned slightly and thought for a moment.
Then, the score of another song was perfectly reproduced.
This song, this song is "Grandpa's Tea".
Later, Zhang Hong also became excited and hummed three more songs in succession.
He also recovered some things from his previous life, which made him deeply moved.
Half an hour later, looking at the five-song score, he felt like he was about to cry.
In addition to "Grandma" and "Grandpa's Tea", there are also "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Huo Yuanjia" and "The Sorrow to Stop the War".
"Thanks."
He looked at Lin Muqing seriously and thanked her sincerely, even his voice was choked with sobs.
Lin Muqing didn't know why: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Zhang Hong sniffed and said with a smile, "I'm just happy."
Lin Muqing looked at him deeply, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, "Then you have a good rest tomorrow, and then think about the lyrics."
"No need." Zhang Hong smiled slightly, "I can write it now."
Then he took out his laptop from his backpack, opened the software, imported the scores of these five songs, and then hummed and typed the lyrics along with the audio.
At some point, Lin Muqing was already standing behind him.
Looking at the lyrics on the screen, her eyes became brighter and brighter.
She took a deep look at the thick black hair on Zhang Hong's head and sighed secretly.
This guy's talent... is really scary...
Just following the melody he composed just now, he was actually able to write the lyrics on the spot, and he did it over and over again, and the lyrics fit the music very well...
And looking at the lyrics, they don’t look like superficial lyrics that rhyme just for the sake of rhyming and were thought up on the spot.
Zhang Hong, you are indeed a genius who completely crushed me.
But...
After Zhang Hong finished writing the lyrics of the five songs, she said: "There is a question."
Zhang Hong raised his head and felt that the back of his head touched something special and three-dimensional, which was the opposite of hard, and it was also very elastic.
The next moment, that feeling disappeared.
Turning around, what caught his eye was Lin Muqing's calm appearance with reddened ears.
But she just took a few steps back.
Zhang Hong knew what he had just encountered.
Anyway, it’s definitely something that might get a 404 if you don’t write it down.
He wasn't someone who couldn't read the atmosphere, so he asked nonchalantly: "What's the problem?"
Lin Muqing let out a long breath and continued: "These songs are all very good. No, it should be said that they all have the potential to become classics, but they are not suitable for those girls to perform."
She folded her hands in front of her chest, as if she was covering something up.
However, this action will only make it more prominent. "The performance on the stage must be passionate enough and able to arouse the audience's emotions, so you have to write a song that is particularly positive and can arouse everyone's resonance."
If there was a gaze tracker at this time, the focus of Zhang Hong's eyes would definitely be obvious.
Fortunately not.
So Lin Muqing didn't feel where his peripheral vision was staring.
"Oh? Really..." Zhang Hong seemed absent-minded, "I really have this."
"Then hum it and let me hear it."
The corners of Lin Muqing's mouth curled up slightly.
Zhang Hong, watch me squeeze out all your talents!
You want to keep a low profile? That's impossible!
Zhang Hong didn't pay attention to her expression, but thought about it for a while and prepared to sing the song.
It seems that I, Mr. Zhang, can no longer hide my identity as a "little gai from Los Angeles".