Entertainment: I am a professor in the Department of Hybrid Healing in the music circle

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Director Lai looked at Ding Sihui's expression and asked with a smile, "Sister Hui, what do you think of this poem?"

Ding Sihui frowned slightly, shook her head and said: "This poem is very meaningful. If I judge it with my eyes, I'm afraid it has already reached the level of winning..."

This is where she is unbelievable.

Ding Sihui felt that if she gave herself a few months, she would be able to write works comparable to these songs after listening to Lin Yao's works on the bottom of the sea, and later, on the wind.

But in the first ten years, Ding Sihui felt that the latecomers prevailed...

The most frightening thing is that Lin Yao has completed five high-quality new works in a short period of less than half a year. Even if the word master comes, he may not be able to keep up with the frequency of song releases.

"Awarded?" Hearing the word "awarded" from Sister Hui, Director Lai's already excited expression became out of control.

Ding Sihui repeatedly exclaimed: "It's no wonder that my brother insisted that I take good care of Lin Yao after coming to the company..."

This kind of genius-type producer, the future achievements will not be too low, maybe it is possible to become a god?

"I'll go in and have a look." Zhou Ye impatiently knocked on the door of the recording studio, then pushed open a gap and asked, "Mr. Lin, can I come in?"

"can."

After Lin Yao finished speaking, not only Zhou Ye, but also Ding Sihui, the supervisor, and Dehua all rushed in.

Because the space is not too big, more than half of the colleagues can only stand outside the door, looking at the situation inside the shed.

As for Lin Yao, he really composed the music and sang it himself.

"Already, have you composed the song?" Ding Sihui's pretty face showed shock again.

It took her two or three days to prepare the new song before she could compose the tune, prepare to record it, and polish it slowly.

Lin Yao already composed the song when he came up?

That means, when he wrote the lyrics, he already had a rough melody?

"Let's be quiet first," Director Lai said.

Lin Yao stood in the recording studio and started humming.

"If those two words hadn't trembled, I wouldn't have found that I was uncomfortable. No matter how I said it, it was just a breakup..."

In the first four paragraphs, Lin Yao directly used the affectionate singing method without any sense of disobedience.

His singing voice is amazing, and it feels like entering a certain time period in the past.

"This singing skill..." Ding Sihui was dumbfounded: "Didn't it mean that Lin Yao has never studied music? His singing skills are not even weaker than some third-line singers, and his voice is also very pleasant..."

"Don't look at me... I don't know either." Director Lai looked confused, looked at Dehua and the others beside him, and said in a low voice, "Just now, Ah Yao seemed to say that he practiced for about a month?"

Zhang Dehua nodded: "I can testify."

Wang Zifan: "It is indeed a month."

Jin Yangming: "Could it be a hell of a thing? I have practiced to this level in a month."

They were all communicating in low voices without disturbing Lin Yao.

Zhou Ye also had the same expression as them.

Before Ding Sihui could answer the maze, Lin Yao's singing had lasted for dozens of seconds...

"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, and we were still the same, walking by the side of a stranger, walking through the streets we gradually became familiar with~"

Hearing this passage, Ding Sihui got goosebumps all over her body. It wasn't bad, but it sounded so good.

Whether it's the melody of the song, Lin Yao's singing voice, or singing skills, there are no flaws.

With Lin Yao's current singing skills, it is enough to control it for ten years, and it's not about singing some extremely difficult or high-pitched songs.

"Ten years later, we are friends, and we can still greet each other. It's just that kind of tenderness, and there is no reason to hug anymore. Lovers will inevitably become friends in the end~"

When Lin Yao sang to this point, Wang Zifan almost shouted excitedly: "This is this passage, it turns out...it was this feeling when I sang it. Ten years ago, I didn't know you at that time, and you didn't belong to me. We are all by the side of a stranger, ten years later we will be friends, still as gentle as before, but we can no longer find a reason to hug..."

Zhou Ye also became worried: "When we meet again ten years later, what two words will you say to that 'friend'?"

He started to think about it, but unfortunately he had never had that kind of experience, and he didn't know what the word trembling was.

Ding Sihui kept shaking her head in amazement, she didn't speak, her face was full of admiration...

Lin Yao is so young, why can he write such vicissitudes-filled works?

And she sang so well...

"Director, why don't you speak?" Zhang Dehua stared at the supervisor.

"What do you want me to say?" Supervisor Lai didn't know what to say.

How much virtue did he accumulate in his previous life to pick up such a precious treasure.

Not only can write and edit, but also sing.

If it was known to the outside world, Lin Yao would be poached if he didn't knock his head off.

Half an hour later, Lin Yao successfully finished the recording, and took a few minutes of rest in the middle. The recording process can be said to be done in one go without polishing.

Because when Lin Yao practiced singing, he was singing for ten years, just for this moment, not wasting too much time.

"Hey, people compare themselves to others, it makes people mad." Wang Zifan wanted to hit someone a little bit.

"Damn it, it's fine to write a song so well, but also to sing so well, let people live?" Jin Yangming felt a little inferior.

Director Lai doesn't care about these things, he only knows that A Yao is a treasure boy.

Chapter 113 Another Two Years of Cover Sing

After ten years of recording, Director Lai went to the Propaganda Department in person.

The promotion this time must be stepped up.

Because not only to promote Lin Yao's new song, but also to promote Ding Sihui's.

When the people in the recording studio dispersed, Ding Sihui smiled and said, "It's time for us to record."

During the recording process, she saw that Zhou Ye was a little unhappy, so she asked, "Do you seem to regret singing my work?"

Zhou Ye shook his head and explained: "As long as I start recording, I won't regret it. I just lament that Mr. Lin has such a great talent and can also sing at the same time."

Although Mr. Lin promised himself that when writing a new song, if it is suitable, he will give priority to himself.

Zhou Ye felt that Mr. Lin could perfectly convey the artistic conception of ten years by singing by himself. Even if he sang by himself, he would have no advantage other than better singing skills.

He is suitable for singing works such as Undersea and Big Fish.

Ding Sihui also sighed: "Before I came to Los Angeles, I thought that after I signed a contract and blossomed, I would become the company's top lyricist, until I saw Lin Yao's talent..."

Although Lin Yao is only a silver medal now, his level is even inferior to some gold medal lyricists.

……

When Lao Liu from the Propaganda Department received the notice from Director Lai, he was still surprised: "Lin Yao has released a new song again? Is he too prolific? You haven't rested for several months. Is your composition department still human? Squeeze people to death."

Director Lai said: "Our composition department gave him a vacation long ago, and he can rest at any time. Originally, the Season of the Gods didn't plan to force him to write, but he played a game and got inspired again..."

Old Liu was puzzled: "... Listen, are you talking in human language? You can get inspiration just by playing a game? How can you embarrass other lyricists?"

Director Lai: "Don't push, hurry up and prepare for the promotion. I'll send you the title of the song and the promotional slogan. After all, this time we have to promote two works at the same time, so don't relax."

Bloom is already preparing for the season of the gods in December.

Not only Blooming, many music companies have also begun to find people to cooperate with, and even their own company's song masters and lyrics masters have begun to emerge.

It is still necessary to make a wave of performance at the end of the year.

In an ordinary season, it is considered very good if the download volume of the champion can reach more than 2000 million.

The number of downloads of the champion of the season of the gods is not 7000 million, and it can't be No.1 at all.

Because the traffic is large, the download data is generally high, which means that the income is considerable.

……

On Zhan Mang's side, their composition department has also entered a state of preparation.

Wang Bingyan came to the supervisor's office to inquire about the situation: "Director, has Mr. Zhao Tianlong come to the company?"

Zeng Yingjie smiled all over his face: "I'm already recording a new song with Ah Hua. After all, next month is the season of the gods. How could Mr. Zhao Tianlong be absent?"

At this moment, Ah Ying has been revived with full blood, and has already put the past grievances behind her.

Humans are all about looking forward.

"It seems that we will be able to raise our eyebrows next month." Wang Bingyan also showed a relaxed smile: "I was too aggrieved by your supervisors before, and I have nowhere to vent."

"Don't mention the past." Zeng Yingjie waved his hand and said with a smile: "People have to look forward, you just need to know that we, Zhanmang, are the protagonists of this year's list of gods. I read Teacher Zhao Tianlong's new work, The quality is very high, it is indeed the result of half a year of preparation, not to mention that it can kill the gods indiscriminately, but it is still no problem to sit on the championship."

The strength of the word god is there, and the company's song god helps arrange the tune and set the tune, and it is performed by a singer like Zhou Linghua.

It is also the god of lyrics and the king of singers. With this configuration, it is unreasonable not to win the championship!

Zeng Yingjie couldn't figure out who had the strength to intercept the champion of their season of cutting the gods.

……

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Thunder, Composition Department.

Just as Sun Qian received a phone call, his face immediately changed drastically: "Ah? Our thunderbolts have two songs for this season of preparing for the season of the gods? Isn't there only one songwriter and songwriter in our company?"

There is only one high-quality work between the god of words and the god of music.

"Could it be that Teacher Ye Wuhen prepared two songs?" Sun Qian was shocked.

From the Propaganda Department, a supervisor's voice came: "No, Mr. Ye Wuhen prepared a song and cooperated with other companies' singers. It is because of this that I came to you. The one from our company Teng Ge Wang, it seems that he has also prepared a new song."

Sun Qian: "Teng Longfei has prepared a new song? Why don't I know, wait, is it a cover song?"

Propaganda Director: "Well, Teng Ge Wang's cover is the song Eleven."

Sun Qian: "..."

He was a little speechless.

Others were preparing for the season of the gods, wishing they could prepare new songs to add a sense of freshness, so Tenglongfei was good, and ran to cover other people's works.

Using cover songs to play the season of the gods, the results are generally not very good.

Unless it surpasses the original singing.

After all, people's first impression is the original song, and many listeners will not pay for the cover, which will lead to extremely poor downloads.

Propaganda supervisor: "Director Sun, only promote teacher Ye Wuhen's works, or promote both works together?"

Sun Qian fell silent, and replied after more than ten seconds: "Let's promote the two songs together, Long Fei's strength lies in that."

The publicity director nodded and hung up the phone.

After a while, Teng Longfei strode into the supervisor's office, forgot to knock on the door after entering, and backed away.

He looks about five or sixty years old. He looks more mature, not old at all, with a kind smile, mainly because he is bald...

"Director." Teng Longfei touched the head of 'Guangguang' and said with a smile: "Help me arrange new song recommendations, I want to hit the list of gods."

Seeing him coming in, Sun Qian asked Long Fei to sit on the coffee table beside him, poured a cup of tea and said, "Don't worry, Long Fei, the Propaganda Department just called, and we will arrange a promotion for you right away."

After a pause, Sun Qian said again: "Long Fei, you see that you are over 60 years old and have earned enough money, so you haven't thought about retirement?"

Teng Longfei touched his bald head, shook his head and said, "Originally, I wanted to retire this year after finishing singing. Ever since my song Temple of Heaven was covered, I discovered that it turns out that covering other people's works is more important than finding a lyricist to cooperate with." Money is fast, so I decided to sing for another two years."

The corner of Sun Qian's mouth twitched. Is Teng Longfei planning to earn money from cover songs after two years?

That's right, his song Temple of Heaven, according to statistics from the entire network, has only 3754 million downloads, remember, it is the data of the entire network.

After being covered, it became popular again, and the download volume on the whole network rose to 4941 million.

And then... out of control.

Even Sun Qian could foresee what kind of heights the works sung by Long Fei would reach in the next two years.

Perhaps, it will add a new color to the entire music scene.

"Then what ranking do you want for this cover song?" Sun Qian was concerned about the ranking.

The higher the ranking, the more money you earn.