[I didn't bite the bullet and do things that I couldn't learn in a short period of time, make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses, and didn't pull the crotch for extra points! ]

[As far as the last stage is concerned, this time doesn't seem like an idea that K-NEP could come up with hhh]

In fact, the barrage guessed right.

three days ago.

In fact, it is not unlucky to encounter a theme that requires originality, because competition is always like this, and there is no way to predict what problems will be faced next. It's just that they were stagnant in the creative process for the first few days. No one in the group can choreograph, no one can arrange music, and they have not even written lyrics and music themselves. I don't know where to start, but the program team clearly stated that the rules are that no foreign aid is allowed, for fairness.

Otherwise, you can find foreign aid, but others can't, which violates the fairness of the competition.

A week and a half later, K-NEP still has no progress at all.

When Qin Lu saw that the back door was not closed, he thought it was Hualin, but when he walked over to open the door, he unexpectedly found that Pei Jiangsheng was sitting on the swing.

Hearing the voice, Pei Jiangsheng looked back and saw Qin Lu, "Ah, Hua Lin didn't lie to me."

Qin Lu sat down on another swing: "what did Hua Lin say?"

Pei Jiangsheng said dejectedly, "He said that I might run into you when I get here."

Qin Lu looked at him: "what's the matter, didn't it go well?"

Pei Jiangsheng grabbed the rope of the swing and looked up at the sky: "I don't know what to do at all. We have never learned how to compose music, and we don't know how to choreograph. It's too difficult to learn temporarily, and these are not easy to do at all. It feels like a complete waste of time right now.”

Qin Lu listened quietly, but was not in a hurry. He thought for a while and said, "If you can't do it, you don't need to arrange it. If you can't do it yourself, you can give up first and do what you can do."

Pei Jiangsheng stopped shaking and turned to look at Qin Lu thoughtfully.

Qin Lu simply said, "Do you have any musical instruments that you know?"

Pei Jiangsheng: "Xi Fan can play the guitar well."

Qin Lu: "That's enough."

His voice is very clean, he speaks slowly and slowly, and after listening for a long time, he will unconsciously feel very at ease.

"It doesn't mean that you can't write a song if you haven't tried writing a song. Putting together a simple melody and processing the tune that you hummed in a flash, even if the song you write isn't amazing, it's a good start."

"The show is not your end, it's just a process. If you can learn something, just enjoy the stage."

"The simplest guitar accompaniment only requires basic chords and no post-arrangement. Because there are no rules, you don't have to dance. Every competition in the past has dance, and the audience who have watched all the way know your dance strength. You can simply not dance, just sing."

Pei Jiangsheng's expression changed from depression to refreshment as Qin Lu finished his words patiently.

He jumped off the swing, thanked him earnestly, and rushed back to the dormitory in high spirits.

Qin Lu felt the invasion of the cold air with hindsight. As soon as he walked in the door, he saw a box of strawberry yogurt in front of him.

Hua Lin bit the straw, and the one in his hand was the original flavor: "I can't help him, but I always think you can. It seems that I guessed right."

Qin Lu took it and reluctantly emphasized it again: "I really have no obsession with strawberries."

Hua Lin smiled lazily and nodded: "I remember, so I didn't force myself to drink strawberry flavored this time."

Qin Lu: "..."

Ok.

Chapter 215

In less than three days, although the steps required were reduced to a minimum, it was still very hasty for them, and it was a big test.

After watching K-NEP's performance on the side of the stage, Metallica walked over to meet them easily. When Hua Lin passed Pei Jiangsheng with his electric guitar, he patted him twice on the shoulder and raised his eyebrows briefly. Said: "Although I can't win, but I did a good job."

Pei Jiangsheng knew what Hua Lin meant, and said speechlessly: "Can't you just say the second half of the sentence?"

Hua Lin showed a wicked smile, "No."

After K-NEP stepped off the stage, the host quickly read Metallica's name aloud.

The camera turned to Hua Lin with permed hair, and the fans at the scene suddenly heard huge screams.

The half-length hair that is usually too lazy to take care of is completely different after the perm. The black curly hair and the red flowered shirt with the eye-catching background are embroidered with flying cranes with silver silk thread. As he passed by, the wind from the walk stirred his shirt back and raised it, as if he was doing a show on a whim in a roadside tavern.

Hua Lin glanced at himself on the big screen, and keenly captured the camera position. He raised his eyebrows and raised his chin, and his smile was beautiful, confident and wanton and arrogant.

[Wori, Hualin Hao tm is charming! ! ! ! ]

[This brother is just on stage, are you sure you want to be as charming as making a movie? ? ? [Outrageous.jpg]]

[I always feel that Hualin is very similar to Hong Kong stars in the 1990s, and has a unique flavor of that era, especially the semi-long hair and floral shirts. Many old movies I watch have this similar image 55555]

[The sister in front of the help told me how I felt, but I never thought of how to describe it... Yes, it's the old-fashioned Hong Kong style]

Hualin and the others obviously don't need to play the accompaniment tape, but they have to play it on the spot.

Duan Fei and Song Guanshan were drummers and bass players respectively. Although there were not enough people, they were barely enough.

The close-up camera can see Hua Lin lowered his head to adjust the electric guitar. While he plucked the first string, he looked directly at the camera and approached the microphone, and his low, magnetic, lazy voice spread throughout the venue——

"let's get it."

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh

[Bass control has been killed on the spot, thank you for your hospitality! ! ]

[Qingliu in the idol, the most beautiful face, the most delicious deep and hoarse voice, the flower forest playing rock, lord, no, no _(:з"∠)_]

Hualin's smokey voice had no advantage at all in the previous competition repertoire, and even caused certain obstacles, and this time, the long-lost sense of satisfaction made Hualin's whole person excited with the naked eye.