Chapter 248 Who do you look down on?
Qin Mo, who entered Goulan for the first time, was still a little excited.
I really want to see the stars of this era.
It's not that he had any dirty thoughts, he was just curious.
"Everyone praises him. Li Langjun is so talented and Man Yun admires him!"
Zhao Manyun tried hard to see the person clearly, but the bead curtain was hazy and she couldn't see clearly.
All I knew was that the person who came was a tall man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and regular features. He did not look like a scholar, but looked like a martial artist! She thought that this was probably about having a tiger in her heart and sniffing the roses.
It turns out her name is Zhao Manyun, and her name is quite nice.
Qin Mo sat down carelessly while the maid watched the tea. He said, "Manyun, why don't you come out? I have something to talk to you about."
Zhao Manyun was also stunned, "What's the matter with Mr. Li Langjun?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I made a song with lyrics, but I still need to compose the music, and I also need a professional team to sing it!" Qin Mo said, "I heard my brother say that you are one of the best in this industry. All the lyrics and music writers, so I came to find you!"
Zhao Manyun's heart moved, "But it's the same word as Lang Jun just now?"
"No, you're wrong. What I made was a song, and that one was a lyric. It's different!" Qin Mo put down the teacup, stood up and walked inside.
The maid was shocked, "Li Langjun, no!"
Qin Mo waved his hand, "I won't do anything, so what are you afraid of? Don't worry, I have no interest in you Zhao people!"
Zhao Manyun frowned. She originally thought that Li Qingzhao was an arty and elegant person, but she didn't expect that he was a rough man.
The bead curtain was opened, and Qin Mo looked at the woman in front of him. Although she was wearing a veil, she could still roughly see what she looked like.
The look in his eyes was so captivating that once he looked at it, his soul was sucked away.
No need to look, she must be a beautiful woman.
He took out the lyrics in his arms and slapped them in front of Zhao Manyun, "Take a look and see if you can compose this song. Don't worry, you won't be short of money!"
Zhao Manyun frowned, and he saw clearly the man in front of him. He was tall. He did not look like a scholar, and his words were full of copper.
She couldn't figure out how such a person could compose that poem.
Could it be that someone bought it from someone else?
Looking at the lyrics in front of her, they were extremely explicit, but she could roughly tell that it was a proposal song.
So, he went through all the trouble just to come here and compose music for himself? Zhao Manyun looked at Qin Mo, feeling a little unbalanced.
"Why, are you using difficulty? In fact, I know how to sing this song, but I just don't know how to compose it. Let me sing it for you first."
Qin Mo cleared his throat and began to sing, "The flowers bloom in the warmth of spring."
When Zhao Manyun listened to Qin Mo's singing, the more she listened, the more strange she became. However, after listening to it, it actually sounded quite good. "Okay, I've finished singing, can you compose the music? The time is too urgent. I originally wanted my brothers to sing, but they were too stupid. They sang like ghosts and howls, and the dogs shook their heads after hearing this, so they could only run away. Coming to find you!"
"Here, this is what you wrote to your fiancée?" Although Zhao Manyun was dissatisfied with Qin Mo's sudden intrusion, and even more dissatisfied with him buying lyrics, he was able to do this for his fiancée. This man really cared about her fiancée. fine. .
"No, my brother is getting married tomorrow. Here is the gift I prepared for him. You may be asked to appear at that time. In fact, I have not only prepared this song, but also two songs as backup, otherwise the guests will come. You just sing this song, how monotonous it is!"
"When did I say I wanted it?" "I'm coming up!"
"You are coming up, but you are just coming up!" Zhao Manyun said.
"Aren't you fooling people?" Qin Mo said: "My poem may not be passed down through the ages, but it is also a rare masterpiece. It is enough to push your reputation to a higher level. I am also willing to give you money. , aren’t you willing to do this favor for me?”
The so-called "everyone" is just like the literati raising their names.
When literati pursue everyone, they are trying to build their reputations. Why aren’t we just trying to build our reputations?
If any of these people can produce a masterpiece, it will only make Zhao Manyun's worth even higher.
Zhao Manyun frowned upon hearing this, "Li Langjun, I invite you to come up here to appreciate your talent. Even if you want to compose music, you will compose the words and music you just composed!" What's more, I don't think that the poem was written by you! "
Oh, this woman still doesn’t believe that he composed that poem.
It seems that no matter what dynasty or time and space, people who are somewhat famous are more crazy.
Thinking of those female stars in his previous life who put on a show, he understood, but understanding didn't mean he had to suffer.
"You doubt me, don't you?"
"The little girl originally thought that Li Langjun was an arty person, but she didn't expect that speaking is as valuable as speaking. She is really not worthy of this poem!" She liked the poem very much, but the person who wrote it was shocking.
"Poems, lyrics, and rhymes are meant to cultivate sentiments. Do I have to be who I am to write lyrics?"
Qin Mo said: "Manyun, this kind of thinking is unacceptable. Fools care about people by their appearance, while wise men care about others by their hearts. If you do this, you will miss an opportunity that will increase your reputation a hundred times!"
"Why, Li Langjun still plans to write lyrics for the little girl?"
"If I write the lyrics, at most it will prove that I am the one who wrote the lyrics, but I still feel that I am at a loss. After all, we may not have good works every year!"
Qin Mo put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Well, you are asking a question and I will compose it in person. Firstly, it can clear your doubts. Secondly, I hope you can help me compose the music and speak it at my brother's wedding tomorrow. , these two poems should be considered as my commission!"
"Such a big tone, Li Langjun thinks that the poems he wrote can catch the eyes of little girls?" Zhao Manyun is also a talented woman. She admitted that the poem just now was indeed a masterpiece.
"You just come up with the questions!"
"What if you can't do it and stay here without leaving?"
"No, if I don't go home, my father will break my legs!" Qin Mo said with a smile.
Zhao Manyun took a deep look at Qin Mo. No matter what his intention was, it was undeniable that what he did really impressed him.
"Okay, I will use loneliness as the question again, but you need to write a poem or lyrics within fifty breaths. If you can't do it, where did Li Langjun come from and where will he go back!" Zhao Manyun said: "If you can do it, , whatever the husband says, the little girl will do!"
She was also determined to make things difficult for Qin Mo and wanted him to retreat.
And Qin Mo couldn't help but laugh.
"Fifty breaths? Who are you looking down on!" Qin Mo curled his lips, "Don't talk about fifty breaths, today I will show you what it means to write a poem in seven steps!"
Zhao Manyun couldn't help but laugh, "A poem in seven steps?"
This Li Qingzhao has such a loud voice! (End of this chapter)