The conditions are limited, so there are naturally many professional software that can only record audio from *******. Lin Fengxiao followed the fans' suggestions and chose a good reputation. He did not find accompaniment or arranging music. After all, when it comes to copyright, everything has to be cautious.

It would be a pity if a divine song was copied over.

Since you have become a porter, you have to be a bridge for cultural communication between the two worlds. The classics on the earth must be reduced to become classics when you move here.

This is Lin Fengxiao's mission, and he has no choice but to do so.

There is no contact with the accompaniment and arrangement for the time being, Lin Fengxiao can only play and sing.

A person, a guitar, and a soothing and melodious singing.

The accompaniment version is less full, but it also has a bit more simplicity of playing and singing. The artistic conception in the song is not reduced at all, and it even has a different taste.

After half an hour of busy work, Lin Fengxiao breathed a sigh of relief after recording in Chengdu.

The barrage urged.

"Send it quickly, Teacher Lin."

"I'll listen to Qianqianjing by listening to it, I'll listen to it a hundred times first."

Lin Feng laughed like a good person. Not only did he upload the song to Qianqianjing, but he also shared it on Weibo and @ Xue Tao again. The editor said: Thanks to Teacher Xue for his generous advice. Please comment on the new song "Chengdu".

After posting on Weibo, he smiled knowingly and worked hard all day, just because now, Xue Tao was not robbed of the top spot, and he was unhappy and publicly slandered his articles. Do you want to tear me?

OK, I came to you to tear it out myself, for fear that your level is too low and you can't tear it out.

The fans in the live broadcast room were stunned, and then the barrage suddenly boiled.

"Oh my go, Teacher Lin, aren't you not responding? Why did you take the initiative to tag Xue Tao again?"

"You also took the new song to Ai, and said anything about the comments. You are obviously deliberately disgusting people."

"No, is Xue Tao a folk singer, right? Chengdu's style sounds like folk songs. Teacher Lin used folk songs to ask Xue Tao for comments. Why do I feel so familiar with this style?"

"It's more than just being familiar with it. Isn't this Teacher Lin's usual skill - precision strike?"

"Hahaha, it's true, I said that Teacher Lin couldn't swallow his anger. Now it's true."

"This is Teacher Lin, the familiar style and the familiar taste."

"I said why Teacher Lin suddenly crossed the music circle? It turned out that this is the purpose. Others write songs for fame and fortune. You just want to write songs for the face? You are too vulgar."

"Hahaha, it's very vulgar, but it looks so good. Teacher Lin, he did a pretty job."

The barrage guessed Lin Fengxiao's intention in a few words, and happily browsed for a while, and then formed a group to Xue Tao's Weibo, and browsed in a uniform manner:

"Please comment on the new song "Chengdu".

"Please comment on the new song "Chengdu".

"Please comment on the new song "Chengdu".

...

Within a few minutes, more than 100,000 comments were browsed, directly pushing Xue Tao to the hot search list.

Xue Tao had already seen it, and his nose was almost irritated. He wanted to respond directly, but after thinking about it, he held back and clicked on the new song Lin Fengxiao shared with him.

He has to be reasonable and well-founded when he argues with others. He has to listen. Yesterday, he was a fool and had no singing skills. He can only call him a little girl. What masterpiece can he write today.

He was confident that as long as he listened it once, he could find countless flaws and then spit out Lin Feng's laughter.

The melody is light and the piano sounds are melodious.

Just listening to the prelude, Xue Tao couldn't help frowning. Isn't this melody... not the folk song he is most familiar with?

This grandson actually wrote a folk song to ask him for comment?

This is a provocation to him, a naked provocation.

Xue Tao's face was gloomy, and he became more and more angry. He was full of energy and was ready to pick on the tricks.

After listening to one sentence, no flaws were found.

After listening to the two sentences, no flaws were found.

After listening to the three sentences, no flaws were found.

After listening to the whole song, no flaws were found.

Xue Tao had a gloomy face and was shocked. He had not found any flaws. A young man who wrote the folk songs he was best at, but there were no flaws?

It is impossible, it must be that he didn't listen carefully just now. If he listened again, he would definitely be able to pick it out this time.

Xue Tao comforted himself, listened again, and then again, over and over again...

The more I listened, the more I felt, the more I listened, the greener my face became. In addition to being so strong that I couldn't believe it, he couldn't consciously feel full of envy, jealousy and hatred. Why is such a good song not his work?

Lin Feng laughed at the origin of a shouting maker, how could he write such a pure folk song?

This is unscientific!

"Bang"

In anger, Xue Tao threw his cell phone directly.

His wife rushed over when she heard the movement: "Old Xue, what's wrong?"

Xue Tao said in a muffled voice: "It's okay."

His wife said angrily: "It's okay, why did you throw your cell phone?"

"I can't play with it when I fall." Xue Tao roared, entered the room with a stern face, and slammed the door with a bang.

His wife curled her lips: "I'm old, why are you crazy?"

...

Lin Feng laughed in the live broadcast room, the barrage was still happy.

"Report to Teacher Lin, our output is full, but the enemy pretends to be dead and dare not respond."

"Xue Tao's grandson is scared. He has been in more than ten minutes and still doesn't say a word. Eighty times he really wants to pretend to be dead."

"Teacher Lin, let's have another song and blow him to death."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "You are here again? You think that the creation is a faucet, and you can come here as soon as you say it, but I really have a song. Since you want to listen to it, then sing it to you, and give it to everyone "Liangliang"."

“???”

"What is a song? Liangliang? What do you want to express?"

"I didn't expect that, Teacher Lin, you are still keeping your backhand. After the precise attack, you have to make another shot. Are you sure you will take Xue Tao away?"

The barrage exploded instantly.

Lin Feng smiled but said nothing, and he made up his gun? Use two classics to only hit one person? Xue Tao is also worthy of it?

There is no explanation, let’s leave his purpose to the action to prove it.

The original version of Liangliang was a chorus of Zhang Bichen and Yang Zongwei, but now he has only one person and can only sing solo.

This world is also popular in Chinese style. There are a lot of online resources for Chinese style accompaniment. Lin Fengxiao had already found a song before the broadcast. The melody is quite consistent with Liangliang, and you can use it while you are alive.

Cleared his throat, adjusted his breathing, brewed his emotions, then turned on the accompaniment, followed the rhythm, and he sang intently and devotedly:

It gets cooler at night

Flowers fall to the ground and turn into frost

You look out from afar

Exhaust all the twilight

It's hard to forget without thinking

Yaoyao peach blossoms are cool

How did you give up in your previous life

The heart of this sea is vast

It's also pretending to be painless, itchy, and itchy

All are false

...

The singing was melodious, but the barrage was shocked to the bottom of my chin.

"Damn it, is this Chinese style?"

"Teacher Lin, you just finished singing folk songs and then spiked the Chinese style with another gun? Your transformation is too fast and the span is too large."

"Wait, what field is Sun Xiangjun from? "

"Chinese style is Chinese style."

"Damn it, the case has been solved. Teacher Lin's song is not targeted at Xue Tao, he wants to target Sun Xiangjun."
Chapter completed!