The three of them cleaned up a small table, and then sat together like a chair.

I packed four dishes, two meats and two vegetables.

"Xiao Yang, I read those words you have written very well."

When Yang Xiuyuan saw the manuscript placed next to him, he smiled a little "shy". This was not written by himself. He had been relying on his own hands and mind for many years and suddenly put a shortcut in front of him.

This feeling made him uncomfortable, but it was very pleasant.

"Writing nonsense may be a bit off topic."

Chu Nanfeng smiled and said, "Understand that you write songs based on your own experience, and it is inevitable that you will not bring emotions and feelings into it. These lyrics are excellent. If you have time to write songs, you will probably be able to sell them for a lot of money."

Yang Xiuyuan was stunned. Is that true? Thinking about it carefully, maybe there was a coincidence in the dark.

At this time, Yang Xiuyuan would feel particularly good when he listened to the songs of your type. From the perspective of the bystander, it was true.

"Actually, I have another direction. Let's go. The story tells the story of Sun Hao and Dong Xingtang gradually put down the mask they put on for social face while riding in Tibet, and then face their true self. This transformation is actually to accept one's ordinaryness, accept one's own applause for others, and this ordinaryness is transformation."

Wen Dongsheng was surprised and gave Yang Xiuyuan a thumbs up: "Does this mean? Do you mean it is ordinary?"

"Yes, I was on the way to buy food and suddenly thought of this point."

The outline of the story does not explain the definition of this transformation, giving the audience a lot of room for imagination.

In the eyes of Wen Dongsheng and Chu Nanfeng, ordinary people are also in the same direction, and perhaps they can also dig in this direction.

After dinner, the three of them started to create again.

Yang Xiuyuan was in the small room next door, and from time to time he could hear the discussions between the two people next to him.

After finding the keywords again with the title of ordinary, Yang Xiuyuan began to read the memory again.

I quickly found a song, and I passed it in my mind like a movie, and it was immediately amazing.

"Good song!"

Then I picked up the pen and wrote four words on the notebook.

Ordinary road!

Yang Xiuyuan was not sure whether Wen Dongsheng liked such a direct definition of works. The creative direction of Wen Dongsheng and Chu Nanfeng at least left the audience with enough imagination space in terms of lyrics.

If you use this song, it means that the movie "Leave as you say" means that you are an ordinary definition and no longer a fantasy hero.

This is the difference between a narrow and broad sense. It depends on which art form Wen Dongsheng likes.

After writing the lyrics on the paper, then watching the lyrics are hummed and using the pen to pull out the melody lines.

With the melody line, I was holding the guitar to test it, confirming the song over and over again, and perfecting the song.

If you have songs in your mind, it doesn’t mean you can sing them. If you are not familiar with them, you won’t even remember the lyrics.

At six o'clock in the evening, Wen Dongsheng and Chu Nanfeng were about to finish work, and the Qu was done after working overtime last night. They always felt that the lyrics were almost done.

Chu Nanfeng pushed open the door of the next room, and Yang Xiuyuan was holding the guitar while playing and writing.

"Xiao Yang, let's go for dinner, we'll continue tomorrow."

Yang Xiuyuan looked up and looked haggard. This was an overuse of his brain, and it was also a very brain-consuming task to schedule and read that memory.

But Yang Xiuyuan was in good spirits and smiled and said, "Master Feng, I'm going to come to find you, I've written it out."

"Is it written again?" Chu Nanfeng said in disbelief.

He and Wen Dongsheng worked hard for several hours before writing two verses, but they were still not satisfied with it. They had already written it here? This made Chu Nanfeng feel absurd.

Yang Xiuyuan stood up and was a little excited: "Yes, I'll sing it first, how does it work?"

"Wait!" Chu Nanfeng called for a pause, then shouted to the outside of the door: "Lao Wen, come here."

Wen Dongsheng came over with the manuscript and was about to show Yang Xiuyuan the manuscript. At least in terms of lyrics, Wen Dongsheng was convinced by Yang Xiuyuan.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say you'll go to drink? I'll invite you." Wen Dongsheng said cheerfully.

Chu Nanfeng pulled Wen Dongsheng and sat on the chair beside him, then said to Yang Xiuyuan: "Xiao Yang, you can start."

Wen Dongsheng glared and said incrediblely: "You mean, Xiao Yang wrote it again?"

At this time, Yang Xiuyuan had already spoken.

Wandering on the road

Where are you going? via                           

....

Yang Xiuyuan's voice was neither too fast nor too slow. He seemed to be born to sing this type of song, as if he was telling a story.

It can make people quiet and taste the taste in the words.

Wen Dongsheng unconsciously raised his ears and listened to the lyrics carefully.

Mysteriously silent

Are you really listening to the story

I have crossed mountains and seas and passed through crowds of people

Everything I once had drifted like smoke in a blink of an eye

I was lost and disappointed and lost all directions

The only answer is until you see ordinary

"Bang!" Hearing this, Wen Dongsheng slapped his palm suddenly and said excitedly: "This is this word, this word, what I have to wait for is this word!"

The script of "Leave Just Go" was written by Wen Dongsheng himself. What subject matter? Let people clearly understand their subject matter. In today's society, there are too many people who are too ambitious.

A large number of people always cannot avoid ups and downs for several years before they can stabilize. Just as the lyrics are written until they see ordinary things, the only answer is.

Accepting the ordinary is not depravity, but knowing yourself clearly. Knowing yourself is much more important than knowing others.

A person's transformation does not start with gorgeousness, but by accepting one's own ordinaryness.

Wen Dongsheng was very excited, stood up and rushed over and gave Yang Xiuyuan a big hug.

"Xiao Yang, you are so outstanding. I didn't believe in the words of having a confidant before, but today I believe it. I feel so happy to listen to this song, as if I have written out a language that I cannot organize!"

Next to him, Chu Nanfeng was stunned for a moment. I have to say that this song is very excellent. In Chu Nanfeng's opinion, it is still like Yang Xiuyuan's self-reported song.

Thinking of this, Chu Nanfeng could slightly suppress some of his amazement. A good work was born again. Compared to you, you would not be more invincible.

Wen Dongsheng's excitement infected Yang Xiuyuan, and Yang Xiuyuan smiled and said, "I am very satisfied with it myself. This song fits this story."

"Yes, it will definitely be a final result. What is traveling or not is actually an ordinary path for two men!"

Yang Xiuyuan was surprised: "The name of my song is Ordinary Road!"

"Damn!" Wen Dongsheng swears in a rare swear word, then picked up the manuscript next to him and looked at it. Sure enough, there are four big words "Ordinary Road" on the manuscript.

"My trip to Shu Capital is worth it. Lao Chu, do you understand the feeling of getting goosebumps? Xiao Yang gave me so much surprise today!"

Chu Nanfeng nodded: "It seems that you have ordered this wine tonight!"
Chapter completed!