The rise of the country from the entertainment industry

Chapter 187 A piece of yellowed paper (please order in full, please customize)

These scolding people are all members of the Poetry Association, but they scold them.

A group of fans rarely understand poetry, but they just don't understand it.

So they clicked on that 40-second audio.

The prelude is in the ear, the singing is flowing, and the melody is lingering.

Many people savored this song carefully, feeling their hearts beating inexplicably, as if something appeared in their hearts.

Then, Jiang Li's voice slowly sounded in the music, with a touch of sadness and loneliness.

【A lamp of sorrow, standing alone at the window】

【I'm behind the door, pretending you haven't left yet】

【Old places like revisiting】

【The full moon is more lonely】

[The candlelight awake in the middle of the night can't bear to criticize me]

【…】

Before I knew it, the song had just risen, but it disappeared here.

I don't know how many people have had a mouthful of old blood.

I don't know when the comment area, which was discussing the poem "Dongfeng Po", was still considered elegant, suddenly changed its style.

Under the bewildered gaze of those literati, a group of irascible elders greeted Jiang Li with sentences containing a lot of "horse".

"???"

"I *#￥%, this is gone? You are gone? You are a dog! It's like, a bowl of wine has been brought to my mouth, you just grabbed it and threw it at me!"

"I fuck him, you fuck, I just felt it, and you withered? Auntie can bear it, uncle can't bear it!"

"Mr. Jiang, why are you also learning from the old thief in the tomb! This trick to whet your appetite is exactly the same, what the hell!"

"Please, Teacher Jiang, I've been waiting for your new song for a long time, can you release it soon!"

But no matter whether the group of fans scolded or begged, Jiang Li would not accept it.

Even looking at their performance, they showed a satisfied smile.

The original one-sided voice of "National Love" also instantly reversed.

Whether they scolded or begged, they were undoubtedly whetted by this song.

It shows that they have high expectations for this song "Dongfeng Po".

In this way, amidst the noise, Yanhuang released the first song very punctually until 0 o'clock in the morning——

"East Wind Breaks".

And the fans and night owls who had been waiting for a long time in front of their computers and phones immediately clicked in.

After hearing that familiar sad and lonely voice, he let out a heavy breath.

Like a poor man who has been constipated for years and finally released.

At this time, in Xinyu's conference room, more than a dozen first-line songwriters were sitting around the table.

Hearing the familiar accompaniment, they all let out a long sigh of relief, and their expressions looked slightly relieved.

Han Shuo sat in the front seat. He wanted to skip the part he had heard before, but when the song started, he listened to it again by accident.

The first time I listened to it was amazing, but the second time I listened to it was not boring at all, and even brought a different feeling.

He subconsciously looked around.

Wherever they looked, the expressions of the songwriters changed.

Or ponder, or doubt, or indulge...

In this small conference room, everyone present is a top creator in the music field.

How vicious the ears are, it is natural to hear the extraordinaryness of this song.

And the singing in my ears continued:
【A pot of drifting】

【Wandering around the world is hard to get into your throat】

【After you leave】

【Wine Warm Memories Miss Thin】

【Water flows eastward】

【How to steal time】

【Flowers mature at once】

【I miss it】

Han Shuo stroked his beard and felt something was wrong again.

If the style of "National Love" is heroic and majestic, it follows that great music must be easy, and the sound is loud and thin.

Then the style of this song "Dongfeng Po" is delicate and graceful, just like a slowly unfolding ink painting scroll.

One is the appeal, and the other is the sense of picture.

In order to write that new national style song, he had thought a lot about it, and now that he was watching this song, he was thinking even more.

"From poetry to song..."

These four words slowly protruded from Han Shuo's mouth.

The style of the antique minor tune is supplemented by the integration of erhu and pipa. Listening carefully, it also incorporates the piano, so that ancient poetry and modern pop music are integrated, but there is no violation at all. Everything seems so harmonious.

The retro style of music combined with the lyrics even has a feeling of alternation between ancient and modern times and interlaced time and space. It is easy for people to enter the world and daydream of Tang poetry and Song Ci.

Slight sadness and helplessness are the feelings of a teenager's first love.

It's like a person swimming on a lake.

What you can see by boating is the charming green hills, the rippling lake waves, and the passing of time.

Before they finished listening, they couldn't help being dumbfounded, and their previous thoughts couldn't help but waver.

This song "East Wind Breaks" seems to be no worse than "National Love"...

But it's far from over.

When the melody of the chorus resounded, the atmosphere in the conference room seemed to undergo an inexplicable change.

Everyone's heartstrings were twitched suddenly.

【Who Is Playing Dong Feng Po on the Pipa】

【The years are peeling off the wall and I saw my childhood】

[I still remember that year when we were still very young]

[And now the sound of the piano is faint]

【You haven't heard of my waiting】

Before this song "East Wind Breaks", many songwriters were praising Han Shuo's stinky feet.

They praised the exquisite composition and lyrics of "National Love", but now that "East Wind Breaks" comes out, their eyes are staring like copper bells, and their expressions are like constipation.

There is no doubt that the singing of "Dongfeng Po" is far less heroic, heroic and inspiring than "National Love".

But it moisturizes people like clear spring water.

【Who Is Playing Dong Feng Po on the Pipa】

[I can see the ending of the story dyed by maple leaf]

【I will lead you through the ancient road outside the fence】

【Years of Desolate Smoke and Grass】

【Even breaking up is very silent】

At this moment, he was clearly in a modern conference room.

But everyone feels that they have seen an antique era, and the outline has gradually become blurred in thousands of years.

This song has no bursting drums, no explosive interludes.

This is not so much a song, but a carefully crafted story.

It is like a piece of yellowed paper, holding it, as if hearing a sad and beautiful story, as if returning to the romance and innocence of childhood, as if seeing the passage of time, seeing the relationship between people The miss and a little bit of regret after a few years.

Revisiting the old place, but things are different, how can the faint sadness, pop-up memories and sadness stop...

Because the past has already flowed from the fingertips, it is impossible to grasp, only to miss.

When the second chorus ends, there is only music left in the song.

But everyone still understood the expression of the song.

After the song, the conference room fell into an eerie silence.

Some people are still immersed in it, while others are speechless.

A good song must have good artistic conception, melody, and style, and integrate them into a masterpiece of exquisite carving.

And this song "Dongfeng Po" has reached an extremely superb level in terms of artistic conception, melody, and style.

(End of this chapter)