Ye Cuo's moment made everyone stunned.

Writing words is not a math problem, and it is impossible to say that if you have mastered the method, you can write with a pen.

The combination of words is inspired.

Especially the archaic lyrics that Fang Baizhan is good at, which has high requirements for words and sentences.

Many classic lyrics are almost comparable to ancient poems in terms of literary quality.

If you have poor literary skills, you will inevitably fall into a pile of flowery rhetoric when you write this kind of words.

For example, in many ancient songs, the word "mourning" is almost used badly, although this is a more meaningful word, it can't stand the repeated use of many songs.

The real master will avoid those bad street rhetoric.

For example, Fang Baizhan, at the right time, there are not many gorgeous scenes in his lyrics, but they can give you a feeling of extreme beauty.

These individuals who competed with Ye Cuo this time are all Fang Baizhan's foundation, although their strength is not as good as Fang Baizhan, but they all have a few popular lyrics per person.

At this time, these people were all frowning and pondering, and their two eyebrows were twisted into a rope.

But at this time, Ye Cuo suddenly walked up and startled everyone.

How can it be so fast?

In the hearts of all people, such a sentence emerged.

Fang Baizhan himself was dumbfounded, he looked up at one of his disciples, this disciple's name was Lu Jingcun, who had always been known for his quick thinking.

In many parties before, he wrote a song alone based on the live party every time.

This later became the biggest attraction of many parties with him.

At the end of the party, the host will say enthusiastically: "Today, our great lyricist Lu Jingcun also came to the scene, and we asked him to write a song for everyone." ”

At this time, Lu Jingcun will come on the stage, and then ask the host to choose the melody of a song at random and fill in the lyrics himself.

Although it is a temporary work, the quality cannot be said to reach the level of popularity, but there will always be wonderful sentences, which are very eye-catching.

With her quick thinking, Lu Jingcun has earned enough eyeballs in the entertainment industry.

So this time, in fact, a lot of people's attention is on him.

Everyone wants to see what kind of splendid lyrics this talented man who relies on horses and thousands of words can write.

But unexpectedly, Ye Cuo directly grabbed the pen and wrote, and in just a short moment, he completely stole the limelight from Lu Jingcun.

"Jingcun, have you thought about a few words?" Fang Baizhan was also a little surprised by Ye Cuo's speed, remembering the previous thing when Ye Cuo wrote "I Have to Love" in two minutes, his face was a little solemn, and he turned his head to look at Lu Jingcun.

Lu Jingcun originally remembered a beginning, and was about to write it later, but he didn't expect Ye Cuo to be so fast, so frightened that he couldn't help but be distracted and forgot the sentence he had thought of.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he could only bow his head silently, and said a little ashamedly: "I didn't ...... a word"

Fang Baizhan bit his lip and smiled comfortingly: "It's okay, this word, don't look at the speed, look at the quality." You just have to think about it and give full play to your original strength. ”

"Hmm. Lu Jingcun agreed.

But in fact, the more Fang Baizhan said this, the more pressure he put on him.

After all, although the other party is a newcomer and meets everyone for the first time, he is definitely not a nobody.

This year's best lyricist of the year is actually the PK between Lu Jingcun and Ye Cuo, but unfortunately he lost to Ye Cuo in the end.

Now facing Ye Cuo, Lu Jingcun's heart is actually very stressed.

Fang Baizhan saw it and knew that his psychological quality was not particularly good, so he said lightly: "This is a small competition, a kind of communication between everyone's lyricists, not faster than who writes words." You just write well, in terms of quality, with me and Gao Lao, you can naturally judge well. ”

This is a hint, which means: Even if you write slowly, when the time comes, I will directly say that Ye Cuo's writing is not good. Even if Elder Gao wants to say that Ye Cuo's writing is good, he doesn't have my authority in terms of ancient style, what are you afraid of?

When Lu Jingcun heard this, he was secretly relieved.

Yan Feiyu glanced at Elder Gao, her eyes were full of worry, and she said in a low voice, "Elder Gao, what should I do?"

Gao Lao frowned, shook his head and said: "Ye Cuo, this kid is actually quite affectionate, and today he dares to risk the crisis of your "Legend" copyright conversion to compete with the other party, which shows that he is still confident."

I think we still have to have a little bit of confidence in him, after all, he has proven his quality, if he does lose......"

Thinking of this, Gao Lao didn't know what to say, because Ye Co made this bet, they actually had no right to say anything, because the copyright of "Legend" was indeed still in Ye Co's collection at this time.

Although Ye Cuo said that he would give it to Yan Feiyu, there was no restriction on the contract. Oral gifts will have a lower legal binding force.

Now Gao Lao felt that his palms were a little trembling, and he secretly prayed, hoping that Ye Cuo could write lyrics above the level, and he didn't need to be particularly good.

Anyway, when the time comes, not only how Fang Baizhan will say, but he will insist that Ye is better written.

Fang Baizhan over there also had this idea, and said to Lu Jingcun encouragingly: "Go ahead!"

At this time, Lu Jingcun had already thought of a few good words and sentences in his heart, and the confidence in his heart gradually improved, nodded, and walked towards the paper and pen in the center of the hall.

Just when he walked to the table, Ye Cuo threw away the pen: "I'm done writing." ”

"What?" Lu Jingcun's feet were weak, and he almost fell, and the confidence he had just raised was gone in an instant.

Gao Lao and Yan Feiyu glanced at each other, feeling extremely nervous in their hearts, this time it was faster, only about a minute, right?

It's okay for this Nima to write a saliva song, can the lyrics of the ancient style be completed so quickly?

Many people at the scene laughed secretly in their hearts.

Fang Baizhan was also choked up, and said: "It's very fast, it's really used to shoddy production! Yes, please Miss Yan read this lyrics again, let's all listen to it, and by the way, I will also comment with Gao Lao." ”

Ye Cuo pinched his lyrics and handed them to Yan Feiyu.

Yan Feiyu took it a little worriedly, glanced at Ye Cuo, and saw that Ye Cuo was very confident, so he held the lyrics with palpitations and read: "The plain embryo outlines the blue and white, and the pen is thick and ......light."

As Yan Feiyu's voice gradually went down, the scene gradually began to be quiet.

When Yan Feiyu read "The plantain outside the window provokes the shower, the door knocker provokes patina, and I passed by the Jiangnan town and provoked you", Fang Baizhan suddenly softened his feet, sat down on the chair in a daze, and trembled all over.