Among the four beasts in Jincheng 217, the weakest one is Zhu Biao. Although he has a great figure and is known as having walking armpit hair, this is a singing talent show and he is not allowed to take off his clothes and run around naked.

Gou Jian has the capital, Niu Ziming has the looks, and Ma Xiaoshu has the talent.

Zhu Biao, who couldn't take off his clothes, had nothing.

Only the world of mortals...

The keywords he picked out were quite vague.

"The world of mortals" is an extremely broad proposition and difficult to write about. This is Zhu Biao's personal experience.

Of course, what he meant by writing was not writing songs but poetry. This literary and artistic man's habit of writing a poem every day was retained even in the training camp and was not interrupted.

So far, Zhu Biao has searched through the program's song list, but there is no suitable song. It is either too ugly or he can't sing it.

Poets are usually trash.

Ma Xiaoshu chose to help Zhu Biao write songs, not only because he is the boss of the dormitory, but also to try and explore the "logic" of his own songwriting. How can he effectively stimulate the fog of dreams in his mind and trigger musical works.

As the saying goes, practice brings true knowledge!

"First read the poem you wrote about the world of mortals, and let me look for inspiration."

Ma Xiaoshu said.

Zhu Biao's old face turned red: "Ahem... it's not decent, not decent, a little shameful. That's... time is like a torrent, love is washed away, leaving only traces, but these traces are beautiful

of……"

Niu Ziming: "Oh! It's so disgusting!"

Ma Xiaoshu trembled: "Boss, it's really disgusting."

Ma Xiaoshu grinned: "Haha! I have some inspiration... Maybe I can write a new song every minute, maybe I will never be able to write it!"

Niu Ziming: “What a poem!”

Zhu Biao: "Ma Qingqin, can you really write poetry?"

Ma Xiaoshu rolled his eyes, is this writing poetry?

Just press the enter key.

No matter whether you are called Qian Qian or Shen Shen, you are still a poet.

But Ma Xiaoshu really found inspiration.

He began to recite the poem and directly changed it using Zhu Ganglie's poem:

"When love is washed away completely in the torrent of time, what is left may be only some traces of love. I hope God will bless these traces, they are beautiful..."

At least, Ma Xiaoshu faithfully followed the central idea of ​​Zhu Biao's poetry.

Although Zhu Biao's poem was disgusting, it still hit a certain corner of Ma Xiaoshu's dream, so this passage appeared.

It's a pity that Zhu Biao could only hit that small area, maybe because it wasn't disgusting enough.

So, Ma Xiaoshu decided to go find the jackdaw.

That teacher is evil...and inspired.

Jackdaw was the last champion. While serving as the star promoter for the sub-division of this year's "Shining Boys", he also had many promotional tasks. Therefore, unlike Wang Xinzhu and Xue Cheng, he stayed in the training camp.

I need more time and often shoot commercials, promotional videos, interviews, etc.

This gave Ma Xiaoshu an opportunity to take advantage of.

Carrying a small bag and a small book, Ma Xiaoshu sneaked into Jackdaw's exclusive interview with a dazzled eye. The interview was conducted by Xiangzhou TV station itself to warm up for "Shining Boys".

On the sofa, Jackdaw, with exquisite make-up and crazy hair, was talking happily when he suddenly glanced at the mean guy in the corner: "This stage is the most sacred stage, it is the embodiment of dreams and art, it is... grass!"

"

Suddenly, everyone felt bad.

Female reporter: "Huh? What did you say? I hate it, I have to do it all over again."

Jackdaw: "I'm sorry... I mean, many players with dreams come and go on this stage, but not many can really stay. Whether they leave or stay, this is not good for them.

It’s all a beautiful dream, a dream about youth.”

Female reporter: "Wow! That's very well said!"

Just as the jackdaw was about to play the zither, he noticed a shady guy writing furiously in a small notebook.

Ma Xiaoshu, what the hell are you...

Coming again?

Aren’t you not going to compete next week? Are you going to write Mao’s song?

Obviously, the guy is looking for inspiration again!

When Ma Xiaoshu wasn't writing or drawing, he would stare straight at the jackdaw with a bright smile, making his hair even more creepy.

Jackdaw almost finished the interview with his hair standing on end, and then got up and left.

The female reporter asked Ma Xiaoshu: "Why did you come to listen to Jackdaw's exclusive interview? And you also took notes?"

Ma Xiaoshu: "He helped me write songs! Teacher Jackdaw is a good person."

"Then the Internet says that you and he don't get along?"

"Rumors! Scandal!"

"So, you have a good relationship in private?"

"How can you say it's good? That's pretty good! Teacher Han is very talented and speaks nicely..."

Jackdaw felt his scalp numb after listening to it, so he quickly fled back to the dressing room and locked the door.

call--

It was finally quiet.

Jackdaw rubbed his face and asked someone to remove his makeup.

Someone next to me handed me a cup of hot tea: "Teacher, drink tea."

Jackdaw's hands trembled: "Thank you, eh! Ma Xiaoshu, you... aren't you doing an interview?"

Ma Xiaoshu took a sip of tea with a smile, and then took out a small notebook: "I've finished picking it! I also made two cups of tea by the way. What do you think of the word Hongchen, teacher?"

The jackdaws were all clamped down in the ditch, angry and frightened.

Finally, he decided to ignore Ma Xiaoshu and took out his mobile phone to start browsing.

"Teacher, do you have a child?"

"Don't talk nonsense if I don't have it!"

"Then why does the mobile phone recommend baby toys to you? Big data cannot lie..."

"you shut up!"

"Boy or girl?"

"..."

Fortunately, the program team recruited Jackdaw to attend the meeting and finally avoided Ma Xiaoshu's entanglement.

However, when he came out to use the toilet, he suddenly discovered...

Ma Xiaoshu held a small notebook and exposed half of his body at the corner of the corridor, looking at him motionless with a kind smile on his face.

In the middle of the night, the jackdaw suddenly woke up and screamed in fright.

He was so dazzled that he thought Ma Xiaoshu was hanging from the ceiling of his bedroom, and he almost died of fright.

Although it was fake, Jackdaw was still so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and could no longer sleep.

Early the next morning, Ma Xiaoshu brought him overnight breakfast and then obediently opened his small book.

The jackdaw was already numb.

How can people...how can this be done? How can this be done?

This is immoral!

Four days later.

Before the live broadcast of the second round of the Western Division playoffs of "Shining Boys" began, Jackdaw was dying in the star promoter's chair with dark circles under his eyes, his eyes losing their brilliance.

Xue Cheng joked: "Teacher Han's smoky makeup today is really natural, with a kind of decadent beauty."

Wang Xinzhu: "The temperament is also very decadent. Has Lao Han changed his style today?"

Jackdaw: "Ma Xiaoshu isn't here, is he?"

Wang Xinzhu said bluntly: "He has been promoted, but he is not competing today, and he will not appear in the backstage. What? You want to abuse him again?"

Jackdaw: "It's better that I didn't come..."
Chapter completed!