The song should be written to fit the voices of ten people, and the coordination should not be too abrupt.
for a time,
Members of the group felt that Sun Qingxuan was unreliable.
The key is,
Chen Ming actually didn't refute, he just said try his best.
Is it possible,
Can you really write a good quality original song in one day?
No one believes it!
Even Tong Ran and others don’t believe it. How can it be possible to write songs on the fly? It requires inspiration and repeated polishing.
But Sun Qingxuan was serious. After saying rest, she left the rehearsal room directly.
A group of players were left staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
After hesitating,
Some players tentatively asked Chen Ming: "Brother Chen, do you have any inspiration now?"
Don't ask, just ask and you won't find it.
But Chen Ming couldn't say it so confidently, so he could only say tactfully: "You go out to relax, and I will take care of the song issue."
see the situation,
The remaining six contestants shook their heads and walked out of the rehearsal room.
It was impossible for them to really rest. After returning, they searched online for songs suitable for ten people to use in rehearsal tomorrow.
In the rehearsal room,
Only Chen Ming, Zhou Yike, Tong Ran and Du Keke were left.
Tong Ran looked surprised: "You don't really want to write a song a day, do you?"
"I am a human being and not a god. How can I write a new song every day?"
Chen Ming shook his head helplessly.
He has no system!
All the songs were memorized in my head. How could it be possible to compose them as soon as they were created?!
Fortunately,
Chen Ming came to Kyoto this time and brought his own notebook.
I hope there is a suitable song in the notebook.
Tong Ran had no hope, she just patted Chen Ming on the shoulder and left the rehearsal room with Du Keke.
Zhou Yike simply said: "Sometimes you don't know how much potential you have unless you push yourself."
Chen Ming:......
Are these words of encouragement?
Chen Ming was about to speak but stopped, and Zhou Yike also left.
Chen Ming was the only one left in the huge rehearsal room.
"What song should I choose?"
Chen Ming had a headache.
After thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of a suitable song.
then,
Chen Ming left the rehearsal room and walked out of the Temple of Heaven. He chose to run back and forth between the Temple of Heaven and the hotel, but this was a suburb of Kyoto, and usually there was not even a taxi.
How to get back to the hotel?
At this moment,
A white car stopped next to Chen Ming. The window slowly moved down, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face.
Sun Qingxuan smiled and said: "Go back to the city center?"
Chen Ming nodded.
"Get in the car and I'll see you off."
It’s really hard to take a taxi!
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Ming got into Sun Qingxuan's car, but instead of choosing the passenger seat, he took a seat in the back row.
After getting on the bus,
Sun Qingxuan glanced at Chen Ming through the rearview mirror.
"Is it stressful to write a song a day?"
The car started slowly. Because there was snow on the road, Sun Qingxuan was not driving very fast.
Chen Ming shook his head: "It's okay."
see the situation,
Sun Qingxuan nodded and said no more.
The two fell into silence.
Chen Ming looked at the receding scenery outside the window, still thinking about the new song in his mind.
blurry room,
He seemed to remember that there seemed to be a suitable song in his notebook.
But I can’t remember clearly!
after an hour,
The car stopped steadily outside the Kyoto International Hotel.
"Do you need me to pick you up tomorrow?"
Sun Qingxuan, wearing sunglasses, stuck her head out of the car window and asked.
Chen Ming shook his head hastily: "No, I'll take a taxi there myself."
Hearing the words,
Sun Qingxuan stepped on the accelerator and left slowly.
Chen Ming returned to the hotel room and his face turned red instantly.
"wear clothes!"
Chen Ming said helplessly.
Su Rou likes to wear very loose clothes when she doesn't go out. Every time Chen Ming sees her, she feels like her nose is bleeding.
When Su Rou saw Chen Ming, she was stunned for a moment and ran over happily: "Why did you come back so early today?"
Then, she threw herself into Chen Ming's arms, and her two smooth and white thighs wrapped tightly around Chen Ming's waist, making Chen Ming almost lose his balance.
Through the thin clothes, Chen Ming could feel the temperature of Su Rou's skin.
for a moment,
Chen Ming really felt that his nose was bleeding.
"Obey, go get dressed first."
Chen Ming put Su Rou down and patted her little head.
Wait for Su Rou to get dressed,
Chen Ming recounted what happened today.
"I want you to release a new song tomorrow?"
Su Rou was immediately shocked.
Writing songs is not just about eating and drinking, how can it be that simple?
Chen Ming sighed: "I have a lot of song demos recorded in the past in my notebook. I'll look for something suitable."
Open your notebook,
Chen Ming originally thought it would take a long time to search.
did not expect,
In the last line of the folder, he saw a song title.
"This song..."
Chen Ming clicked on the audio file and listened to it.
The folder's creation date is July.
And at that time,
Chen Ming has not moved yet, and still lives in the low-rent house that gets dew in autumn and air leaks in winter.
After listening to it several times,
The joy in Chen Ming's eyes became more and more intense, and he finally decided that this was it!
"nailed it!"
Chen Ming shouted excitedly.
Su Rou looked over curiously.
The next second,
Chen Ming picked up Su Rou and kissed her hard: "Want to go out for a walk? How about visiting the beautiful scenery of Kyoto?"
Su Rou blushed slightly and asked happily: "Have you found the right one?"
"Well, it's very suitable!"
Thinking of this,
Chen Ming was even happier.
Su Rou hugged Chen Ming's neck, kissed Chen Ming, and cheered: "Okay, let's go out to play!"
the other side,
Cui Han is in pain.
He wanted to advance to the finals of the individual competition, but he didn't want to use the song written by Fang.
That song belongs to him alone!
No one else deserves to sing.
But the problem is, if he chooses another song and does not make it to the finals of the individual competition, then the song Fang Shu wrote to him will not be his.
The headquarters will definitely take this song back!
To use it or not to use it?
This is a problem of the century for Cui Han.
at last,
Cui Han still chose to use it.
"Dong Tianwang, I have a song, it's very good."
The other players looked at Cui Han.
The king in charge of Cui Han is named Dong Chen. He is an old king artist who has been famous for many years. He is not an artist of Huanyin National Entertainment, but he has a relationship with Huanyin National Entertainment in private, so he pulled Cui Han over.
On the first day of rehearsal, all groups are looking for suitable songs to sing. Only when the repertoire is determined, subsequent rehearsals will go more smoothly.
Dong Chen originally planned to randomly use one of his own songs to participate in the competition, but he didn't expect Cui Han to directly recommend himself.
"What song is it?"
"Song written by Teacher Fang Shu."
"who?"
"Teacher Fang Shu!"
for a moment,
Dong Chen couldn't sit still, and the other contestants also became excited: "Is this really a song written by Fang?"
Cui Han nodded, but his heart was bleeding.
Dong Chen didn't plan to win the championship at first, he just wanted to go through the motions. After all, the invitation fee offered by The Voice program team was very tempting.