Chapter 24 I am a senior composer, I have a showdown
"Don't look at me like that..."
After Su Wanqiu finished humming briefly.
He put down the lyrics and music manuscript in his hand and kept staring at Lin Xia with a burning gaze.
Originally, Lin Xia was very confident and looked at Su Wanqiu.
But after a while, Lin Xia was defeated.
"Lin Xia, did you finish this song in one day today?"
After Su Wanqiu finished humming this song, he already knew that the quality of this song was so high that the entire Chinese traditional music world might only be able to produce such a song in a year.
And the lyrics of this song are so charming.
If this song had been polished and created for a long time, Su Wanqiu might not be so surprised.
The key is that I just told Lin Xia the song requirements last night.
Today he produced such a high-level song for himself, which is really unbelievable.
"What do you think?"
After hearing Lin Xia's answer, the way Su Wanqiu looked at Lin Xia completely changed.
I originally thought that my current "husband" was just an ordinary junior songwriter, but I didn't expect that he was actually a hidden boss!
The previous song "Little Lucky" is already a very good song.
But at that time, Su Wanqiu thought that it must be a masterpiece that Lin Xia had spent a long time writing.
Now, there is only one thought in Su Wanqiu's mind: This guy is better than the God of Music!
Lin Xia looked at the expression on Su Wanqiu's face staring at her, and felt a little weird. She felt a little uncomfortable being looked at, and even the smile on her face became a little embarrassed.
"emm, I think you should try recording first..."
"Lin Xia, are you really just a junior composer?"
"Well, now that things have happened, I don't hide it anymore. I originally wanted to get along with you as a junior composer, but what I got in exchange was suspicion. I am a senior composer, and I have shown my cards!"
After Lin Xia finished speaking, what she received in exchange was not Su Wanqiu's surprise, but a charming eye roll.
After rolling his eyes, Su Wanqiu walked into the recording studio with the manuscript of lyrics and music.
Started recording the song "Farewell".
However, it is already night now.
It is impossible to record this song well.
Originally, Lin Xia thought that Su Wanqiu just wanted to try singing this song and become familiar with its melody and lyrics.
But from the moment he entered the recording studio, Su Wanqiu fell silent for a long time, occasionally recording a sentence or two, but also frowning.
Looking at Su Wanqiu's performance in the recording studio, Lin Xia knew that this girl was probably immersed in this song and wanted to incorporate her own feelings into it.
If you want to express the song "Farewell" well, the most important thing is the emotion and artistic conception.
Soon, an hour passed...
Two hours have passed...
Three and a half hours later, Lin Xia was already lying on the sofa in the recording studio, picking her feet and playing with her mobile phone.
Lin Xia only had one thought in his head at this time, and that was whether he should leave first.
Listening to Su Wanqiu's singing, Lin Xia knew that the recording would be a long battle, because it seemed extremely difficult for Su Wanqiu to integrate into that kind of emotion.
It doesn't sound like a sad but sad song.
Su Wanqiu in the recording studio sang many times, but no one was satisfactory to her, and no one could make Lin Xia outside sit up.
I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
Lin Xia outside not only did not guide her, she was still lying there picking at her feet, with a look of impatience on her face.
My condition was not particularly good today, so Su Wanqiu put down the lyrics and music manuscript in her hand and walked out of the recording studio.
When Lin Xia saw Su Wanqiu coming out, she was very happy and asked: "Let's go?"
When Su Wanqiu saw Lin Xia's "relieved" look, she instantly felt a surge of unknown anger.
"Humph╭(╯^╰)╮!"
Lin Xia looked at Su Wanqiu who snorted and left, like a two-foot-tall monk - confused as to what was wrong with this girl.
Maybe it’s because the recording of the song didn’t go particularly smoothly.
After chasing him out, Su Wanqiu didn't let herself wait in vain, and drove her home with her.
After returning home, the two of them sat on the sofa. Lin Xia felt that she would not be able to go to the company tomorrow.
Because Su Wanqiu held a notebook late at night and asked herself to tell her the story of the creation of this song, as well as the emotions in her heart when she composed the song.
Create stories? Emotions?
Isn’t this nonsense nonsense?
This song was directly redeemed by me using one million communication points. Where did it come from?
However, looking at Su Wanqiu's longing eyes, Lin Xia could only tell Su Wanqiu some of her thoughts when extracting this song into her mind.
"Aren't you talking about the CCTV program graduation season? I was thinking that in today's graduation season, everyone has a moment to say goodbye, but it is no longer the ancient traditional way of Changting on the ancient road. Now, it is more noisy with cars and people far away.
, and disappeared from sight in an instant."
"Especially after the feast, the more lively it is, the more lonely it will be after it's over."
"The ancient road to the pavilion, the grass stretches to the sky, the place where we say goodbye for the first time, one shot, the evening breeze blows the willows, the sound of the flute fades, the scene of practice, another shot..."
Su Wanqiu originally thought that after listening to what Lin Xia said, she could take some notes so that she could understand the emotion of the song more clearly.
However, as she listened, Su Wanqiu felt as if she had watched a movie.
I witnessed the scene of students bidding farewell to their teachers in ancient times.
Unknowingly, Su Wanqiu was already deeply involved.
......
"It's just that the core of the song "Farewell" is not the blind sadness when you just sang it. I think the emotional expression of this song should be sad but not sad. What do you think?"
"Late Qiu, are you still listening?"
After Lin Xia finished explaining her understanding, she looked at Su Wanqiu who had stopped taking notes and wondered whether what she said was helpful to her.
"Listening."
"So, is what I said useful? I'm just talking nonsense, I don't know..."
"It works! Lin Xia, thank you this time."
"You're welcome."
Lin Xia looked at Su Wanqiu who had come back to her senses, and thanked herself with a slightly red cheek.
The two briefly looked at each other, and a ripple appeared in each other's hearts.
Just as the two were looking at each other sweetly, "Ding bell~~!", a phone rang, completely breaking the brief ambiguous atmosphere between the two.
The two of them looked away unnaturally at this time, and Lin Xia subconsciously pretended to cough twice before answering the phone.
I glanced at the caller: Zhou Ming.
Manager Zhou's favorability in his heart has dropped rapidly by dozens of percentage points.