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The weather is actually very hot, it is the hottest season of the year, with indoor temperatures of 28 degrees.

But at this moment, Yang Yuhuan, who was so plump that he couldn't help but want to touch her at first sight, felt cold sweat on her back.

This Su Qin is so scary!

Yes, I must say something about him. Damn it, otherwise it would not be enough to express the shock in her heart at this moment!

The sister of the chairman of the Northern Qi People's Front turned out to be his personal secretary!

Then, the legendary ambiguous relationship with the chairman of the New People's Front in Korea is probably true!

In addition, the photos he posted on his scarf tonight, and the rumors that he could freely enter and exit the small island of Song Boss in the capital!

Yang Yuhuan didn't know what she should say.

She always felt that she could be considered a sensible figure, but at this moment she only felt ashamed of herself.

"Miss Yang, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yang Yu seemed to notice Yang Yuhuan's abnormality and quickly asked with concern.

"No, no." Yang Yuhuan quickly denied.

You can't get away any longer, otherwise you will be thrown home if you are embarrassed.

Yang Yuhuan secretly warned herself.

Fortunately, at this time, Su Qin had already written the lyrics and songs of "Prose Poems written by my father".

"Miss Yang, give it." Su Qin handed the manuscript paper to Yang Yuhuan: "But this is just a draft, and there may be modifications later."

"Thank you." Yang Yuhuan took it and looked at it, but an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes.

The handwriting written by Su Qin is really beautiful. Although she can't tell where it looks good, it is really beautiful. She likes it very much at first glance.

After a moment, she concentrated and began to read the song "Prose Poems written by her father".

“The crops were not yet harvested in 1984

My daughter lies in my arms and sleeps so sweetly

I don't have time to watch the open-air movie tonight

My wife reminded me to repair the pedals of the sewing machine..."

After reading all the lyrics, Yang Yuhuan sighed secretly: "The lyrics are really well written, simple and sincere, and they are really a prose poem."

Then, she looked at the music score again.

“This song is really that good?”

After reading the music score, Yang Yuhuan was a little puzzled.

Judging from the lyrics and music scores, this song is of course good. If you have to use a score to evaluate it, there should be 90 points, but she doesn't think this song is really good enough to alarm the royal supervisor!

Just a folk song!

What's going on?

Yang Yuhuan was a little puzzled.

Could it be that the Empress Dowager has a special liking for this song?

However, according to Yang Yuhuan's understanding, the Empress Dowager's taste is very tricky, and ordinary songs are difficult to get into her ears.

What she didn't know was that the version she saw was Xu Fei's version, so from the lyrics and music scores, this version of "Prose Poems written by Father" is very good, but it is not amazing. The version that Su Qin sang for the Empress Dowager is a enhanced version of Li Jian!

So she couldn't figure it out, it was easy to understand.

However, Yang Yuhuan did not have too much trouble on this issue. After getting the lyrics and music, she stood up and said goodbye: "Mr. Qin, then I'll go back first. If you have any needs, call me directly."

"Okay." Su Qin nodded, then stood up and sent her to the entrance of the community.

The next day, Yang Yuhuan came to the company early and soon gathered some of the backbone of the company.

"This is the lyrics and music of Qin Shao's new song. Everyone has one copy. Let's take a look first. Let's discuss the arrangement and promotion of this song today."

Soon, everyone here got one.

Everyone looked down.

After a moment, someone raised his head and asked Yang Yuhuan: "Director, this song...I think it seems very ordinary!"

"It can't be said to be very ordinary." The person next to him shook his head: "But compared with Mr. Qin's previous song, it seems that there is a difference in number of segments."

"This song has simple feelings and the lyrics are well written, but do you need to say hello to us?" Another musician was also a little strange.

Everyone is a little confused. To be honest, dog music encounters a lot every year. It’s not surprising that it’s so-called “too many”, so the royal family actually greeted this song specifically, which seems a bit unusual.

"Director, I remember the last time we recommended a song "Mother" to them. They didn't seem to catch a cold. I think the song "Mother" is much better than this one."

"I feel that way, too."

"Director, have we misunderstood what they mean?"

Everyone was suspicious, but suddenly they heard a staff member come in and knock on the door.

"Director, I am Xiao Zhao."

"Come in."

With a creaking sound, the door opened.

A staff member came in and whispered in Yang Yuhuan's ear: "Director, Mr. Qin just called and said he was going to record a song this morning and asked if you want to go over and listen."

When Yang Yuhuan heard this, his eyes widened: "He is going to record this morning? What he meant is that he has done all the arrangements?"

"Yes." The staff nodded.

hiss--

Yang Yuhuan took a breath of air conditioning.

Su Qin's speed is too fast.

After a moment, she stood up and said, "Mr. Qin is going to record a song today. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

Everyone was stunned.

"I'm going to record a song today?"

"This is too fast, right? Didn't you just wrote the lyrics and songs last night?"

"Mr. Qin is ready to arrange the music so soon?"

Everyone was a little surprised, so they looked at Yang Yuhuan together: "Director, then let's go and have a look with you."

"Then... let's go." Yang Yuhuan took the lead and the group quickly walked out of the company.

When everyone arrived, Su Qin was rehearsing with the band. It seemed that he had practiced several times, and he was just polishing a few details at this moment.

"You are here just in time to check our rehearsal results." Su Qin came over with a smile and greeted everyone.

After a few simple greetings, Su Qin returned to the band: "Everyone is cheering up, let's do it well."

After a moment, Su Qin held a guitar and sat in front of the microphone.

three.

two.

one.

start.

The piano rang.

After a while, Su Qin's voice cut in.

“The crops were not yet harvested in 1984

My daughter lies in my arms and sleeps so sweetly..."

As soon as Su Qin's voice came out, the eyes of the group sitting on the chair lit up. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were so surprised that they couldn't speak.

"If I only look at the lyrics and music of the prose poem written by my father, I think he is just an ordinary folk song. But when Su Qin's voice came out, he forced the style of this song to increase several levels?"

Everyone was surprised.

The singing continues.

The song that Su Qin sang now has a new lyrics and has also raised the melody tone. Moreover, he has also incorporated the interlude and ending rhythm written by the Italian composer into this song, so what everyone hears at this moment is a bit different from what you just saw on the manuscript paper.
Chapter completed!