"So confident?"

Fang Jinghui was stunned, a little surprised by Xiao Mo's sudden confidence.

After all, when this guy was "discussing the Tao" with him just now, his performance was quite average. In terms of creative skills, experience, etc., he was not much better than Xiaobai.

However, when talking about live creation, I suddenly feel confident again, which is really strange.

Could it be that this guy is not good at theory, but is completely "substantial" in practical combat capabilities?

This seems quite new, completely contrary to those "musicians" who only understand theory but not practice, Fang Jinghui couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

"Senior Fang, please wait."

Xiao Mo paused the conversation, then asked Chen Tianjiao to send a guitar in, and chuckled, "I prefer to use guitar to explore the melody."

"Yeah, understand."

Fang Jinghui nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Although you said you should give a random question, it is a live creation after all, and there is not enough time to prepare for you, so I will put on a simple topic, just... brotherhood."

Brotherhood?

Xiao Mo was stunned and almost laughed out loud.

"This shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Fang Jinghui said casually.

When he said this topic, he also quickly calculated it in his mind. If it were him, he could probably "sketch" a song of brotherhood in about three minutes, and the quality was quite high.

“No difficulty.”

Xiao Mo nodded gently, held the guitar, pretended to be thoughtful for two minutes, and then patted the guitar: "I have inspiration, Senior Fang, I'm going to start singing, please give me some advice."

So fast?

Fang Jinghui was a little surprised.

Then, he saw Xiao Mo start playing the guitar and spoke at the same time:

“In your glorious moment,

Let me sing a song for you,

My good brother,

If you feel pain in your heart, you tell me,

Walk together on the road ahead,

Even the river is passed together,

What can hardships be considered a little hard and tired…”

Fang Jinghui's eyes changed. He, who was originally a little casual, subconsciously became serious and serious at this moment.

Xiao Mo is still singing:

“When you need me,

I'll spend it with you,

My good brother,

If you feel pain in your heart, you tell me,

Life is rare to have ups and downs,

Still have to live a strong life,

I have cried and laughed at least you and me…”

Fang Jinghui took a deep breath and was about to speak to him and let him stop, but Xiao Mo suddenly raised his voice the next second, almost scaring him:

"The friendship between friends is higher than the sky and the earth,

We will remember those years,

Friendship is the greatest rare thing in our life,

Like a glass of wine,

Like an old song..."

After singing this, Xiao Mo did not continue singing.

After all, it is a live creation. It is already very amazing to be able to sing half a song in one go. If he creates a whole song in two minutes on the spot, he is afraid that it will hurt Fang Jinghui's confidence in writing.

This is a trump musician. If he really hit him, he would never write songs again, the top singers in the music industry would definitely be so angry that they would kill him.

But even if there was only half a song, it was enough to shock Fang Jinghui.

...

He was silent for several seconds. After reacting, he asked with some doubt: "Did you create this song long ago? Look at how skillful you sing, it doesn't look like you just created it."

Ah this...

Xiao Mo was stunned, this was a little embarrassed.

In his previous life, when this song became popular, he and a group of classmates liked to sing. KTV often heard their howling voices of ghosts and wolves. So, if you sing it now, you will naturally feel familiar, which is different from singing a new song.

"I've called it?"

Seeing his expression, Fang Jinghui narrowed his eyes.

"I can't say that I have created it a long time ago, I can only say that I had some inspiration before."

Xiao Mo took a deep breath: "This song doesn't count, Senior Fang will give the question again."

"That's what you said."

Fang Jinghui snorted coldly in his heart. He had just made a simple topic before, but this guy took advantage of the loophole. This time, he would not be so generous.

After thinking about it, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Do you know the sailor? It's the one on the sea."

"I know... I know."

Xiao Mo was shocked. What a fucking question?

"Then you write a song related to sailors."

Fang Jinghui said lightly.

After saying that, he looked at Xiao Mo, hoping to see the embarrassed and confused expression on the other party's face.

But reality disappointed him.

I saw Xiao Mo frowned and thought for two minutes as he did just now, then slapped the guitar: "Senior Fang, listen."

Is this...so fast?

Fang Jinghui was a little caught off guard. Before he could speak, Xiao Mo played the guitar:

“Bad sand,

The feeling of hurting your face,

Like the father's scolding,

Mother's crying,

Will never forget,

As a young me,

Like to be alone by the sea,

Rolling up your trousers barefoot on the beach,

Always fantasizing that there is another world at the end of the ocean,

I always think that the brave sailor is a real man.

Always look weak and cowardly,

When he was bullied, he heard the sailor say…”

Facing Fang Jinghui's confused expression, Xiao Mo sneered in his heart and immediately raised his voice: "He said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing,

Don't be afraid of wipe away the tears,

At least we still have dreams,

He said that this little pain in the wind and rain is what?

Wipe your tears and don't ask,

Why……"

He stopped halfway through singing, looked up at Fang Jinghui, and showed a respectful smile on his face: "Senior Fang, please give me some guidance."

Fang Jinghui: "..."

He was silent for a while and waved his hand: "I'll give another question. If you can write it out, you will win. I'm willing to give it a chance."
To be continued...