Xie Huangbao, Fan Terun, and Zhang Xu were still immersed in the artistic conception of "Blue and White Porcelain" and the shock brought by Xia Guofeng.
Fang Jin stood in front of the three people, a little at a loss.
It's a bit embarrassing, holy shit...
In order to break the wordless silence, Fang Jin squeezed out a smile: "That old man is quite interesting, hahaha..."
Xie Huangbao, Fan Terun, and Zhang Xu looked at Fang Jin complicatedly.
Fang Jin: "...you, why are you looking at me like this? I was just bragging and fooling the old man. Xia Guofeng and all the rest were all made up by me. You don't really believe it, do you?"
Several people looked away, each with their own thoughts.
Zhang Xu was frightened by Fang Jin's goal. He could never imagine that this shy boy who had slept with him so many times would have such an earth-shattering ambition.
To open up a new genre and revitalize the traditional culture of Xia Kingdom... could these words come out of Fang Jin's mouth?
The key point is that Fang Jin really has the strength to do this. The song "Blue and White Porcelain" is enough to explain everything!
Fan Teren has completely fallen into the Xia Guofeng described by Fang Jin. This wonderful combination of novelty and retro is not particularly attractive to him.
Coupled with the song "Blue and White Porcelain", Van Teren seems to have really seen a brand new and open new road!
Xie Huangbao, on the other hand, was thinking about how to get along with Fang Jin in the future and how to address Fang Jin?
Isn’t it a bit too much to call him “Ah Jin”? Why don’t we just call him Master Fang...
No one said anything, and Fang Jin felt even more embarrassed. He dug his toes back and forth in his shoes, and he was already out of the three rooms and one living room.
Please, no matter who it is, please speak quickly!
Let this topic go quickly. Do you still think that Master Fang’s death was not thorough enough?
By the way! Zhang Xu!
Zhang Xu, tell me a joke! Please save your brother Fang!
The three of them turned their heads sideways at the same time and remained silent.
Fang Jin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Seeing this scene, Fang Jin couldn't help but recall a very small thing that happened when he was a child:
It was an interactive class between teachers and students.
In class, the teacher wrote on the blackboard: What is your dream?
The bold young man Fang Jin was the first to raise his hand. He walked onto the podium excitedly and said enthusiastically: My dream is to become a big star! Let everyone listen to my songs!
After all, Fang Jin was very embarrassed. He felt that his classmates would laugh at him, and he was ready to laugh with his classmates.
But the whole class was so quiet that no one paid any attention to him.
Fang Jin sat back in his seat uneasily, looking through the piles of books to the expressionless teacher standing on the podium.
The teacher nodded to him calmly, and then asked other students: What are the dreams of other students?
The other students wore cheerful masks and answered loudly: Our dream is to get into a good university!
The teacher smiled and said: Then students, please work hard!
good--
Amid the laughter and laughter, the young man Fang Jin blushed, lying on the desk covered with lyrics, his toes awkwardly digging through the soles of his shoes.
Sure enough, it's better to hide dreams and stuff in your heart...
Suddenly, Fan Terun broke the silence: "Well, Fang Dasi, did you hear what Zhang Laosi just said? I plan to use blue and white porcelain as a template to write a song about Xia Guofeng. Do you have any good opinions?"
"Ah?" Fang Jin, who came back to his senses, was stunned and said quickly: "Oh, you have an opinion, right? I have no opinion! Just watch it and it will be fine."
Van Teren: "..."
What do you mean you have no opinion?
Did you hear what I said?
Xie Huangbao realized that Fang Jin didn't want to talk about Xia Guofeng anymore, so he said: "Well, Master Fang, the song "Blue and White Porcelain" you just sang, I think it can be included in our album, what do you think?"
Hearing this, Fang Jin nodded: "Okay, just watch it. I don't understand this kind of thing..."
Fang Jin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Phew, I finally skipped this topic, I hope it won’t leave any bad impression in your mind.
Xie Huangbao said seriously: "Master Fang has said so, so let's get started now! Let's not talk about making the full version, but record the demo first."
Fang Jin was surprised: "Now? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Fan Terun on the side said: "I think it's better to record the demo first, because I will shoot the music video later. Since I am free now, Baoguo's family has a recording studio, and Fang Dasi has a general idea in his mind.
Direction, why not give it a try?”
After talking to this point, Fang Jin didn't shirk anymore: "Well, let me tell you about the traditional musical instruments that are needed first, so you can go prepare them."
Although Xie Huangbao’s family has quite a complete set of musical instruments, they are all rock-related instruments and there are no traditional instruments at all.
Speaking of traditional musical instruments, Zhang Xu got excited: "Brother Fang, I'm familiar with this! I grew up playing the suona, and my suona has blown away several old men."
Fang Jin's eyes lit up: "Okay, Lao Zhang! I don't see that you still have this side job?"
"Low-key, low-key!" Zhang Xu smiled arrogantly: "Brother Fang, whenever you need it, just tell me and I will do it for you for free!"
Fang Jin's mouth twitched: "That's not necessary, as long as you have the intention..."
Zhang Xu was very heroic: "Why are you so polite? If you need anything, just say it boldly! I will arrange it for you right away!"
Fang Jin: "..."
Don't you think you are overly enthusiastic?
Do I still have to kill him now if I don’t need it?
At this time, Fan Teren also spoke up: "I know a lot of friends who play classical instruments. Master Fang, please tell me directly what kind of instruments you need, and I'll call you over with the instruments."
Fang Jin nodded: "Okay."
Then, Fang Jin explained the musical instruments required for "Blue and White Porcelain", and Van Teren wrote them down and went to prepare them.
Xie Huangbao called the sound engineer and recording engineer who they had a drink with last time.
When the time came to 12 noon, everyone came.
A small group of people crowded into the living room of Xie Huangbao's house. There were various musical instruments in the corridor: guzheng, pipa, erhu, flute, bangzi...
Seeing that it was time to eat, everyone rushed into the kitchen of the Krusty Krab. After clearing out the eggs, milk, bread, beef and other food stored in the Krusty Krab, they started holding their stomachs and chatting.
After digestion was almost complete, everyone entered the recording studio one by one and got ready to work.
With the help of two musical instrument geniuses, Zhang Xu and Fan Terun, the scores for each instrument were quickly written.
After becoming familiar with their respective music scores, the musicians began to hone their coordination with each other, find the rhythm of the melody, and adjust the timing of the jams.
The afternoon passed quietly.
As evening approached, everyone who had been busy all afternoon was in high spirits. Not only did they not feel tired at all, but they were full of energy.
This is brand-new music that they have never seen before. It has beautiful tunes and innovative ideas. It uses traditional instruments to show the modern sense of pop music, which is amazing.
Not to mention practicing all afternoon, it is acceptable to practice all day long.
Seeing that everyone was almost ready, Fan Teren walked to Fang Jin and said, "Let's get started, Fang Dasi."
Fang Jin nodded solemnly, walked up to the dark gold microphone in the middle of the recording studio, took the earphones from Zhang Xu and put them on his ears.
For a moment, the whole world became quiet.
The musicians checked their instruments one last time, and then turned their attention to Fang Jin.
Fang Jin wiped the sweat from his fingers and swallowed.
Although there weren't many people present, I was still a little nervous.
But now Fang Jin has improved a lot compared to the Fang Jin who fainted when he heard the performance.
The recordist presses to start recording.
Zhang Xu looked around and found that there was no problem, so he raised the walkie-talkie to his mouth and whispered: "It's okay, Brother Fang."
Fang Jin nodded and opened his eyes, his eyes full of determination and yearning.
Blue and white porcelain, Xia Guofeng.
Come on! I want to blow this wind all over the world!