Reborn Exclusive Music Producer

The 18-1 recording studio is the best among all the recording studios, or in other words, the recording studio equipment on the 18th floor is specially customized, and it is not at the same level as the 13th floor.The piano placed in the 18-1 recording studio is from the world's top piano brand Steinway. The grand piano just placed there is as beautiful as a work of art.

Wei Ran walked to the edge of the piano, sat down, and lightly pressed the "DO" sound. The mellow sound of the piano seemed to be clearly left behind from the tunnel of time, telling a simple and peaceful story like an ancient poem.There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very warm.

He likes the tone.

He closed his eyes, hiding the joy in his heart because he heard the tone he liked, and aroused the despair and helplessness that had penetrated into his soul.At this moment, there should be no variegation in his heart, nor should he be distracted.

Put your hands on the white keys, play, and the melancholy and sad sound immediately soaked the whole room, staining everything a gloomy gray.

He played, engrossed, his fingers stretching and tightening with the intensity of each note.His memory is very good, but even so, he can't remember every detail of this 10-minute piece, so he improvised many notes, following the violent emotion, he naturally came to that note .

In his mind was a black quagmire, clamoring in despair, trying to drag him into the endless abyss, while he was immersed in the black, abandoning himself to the point of letting himself be swallowed by the darkness.

The black quagmire was violently rolling, and the silent bones were about to drag him into the bottomless pit. He suddenly woke up and began to struggle. He wanted to come out of such helplessness and sorrow, and escape from the abyss of despair!

Si Huang watched the young man quietly. The young man played the piano in the same way as he played the violin, seemingly calm but full of emotion.He watched the boy's facial expression that didn't seem to change, and then his strong hands.The young man's hands are beautiful, white and slender and powerful. It is such a pair of artist's hands that are striking the keys vigorously, quickly weaving a desperate melody on the keyboard.

At the beginning, Si Huang was still observing the boy's movements, but when it came to the emotional venting, he couldn't care less about observing.His heart was being agitated by such a violent melody and such explicit emotion, causing waves of ripples.His heart is churning, his heart is suffering, his heart is suffering...

He gradually put his hand on his heart, where it was beating as always, 'boom', 'boom', 'boom', but... the beating at a uniform speed, which was originally calm and ordinary, began to beat because of such hopeless music. With a gap, it becomes irregular.

Si Huang understood that he had already been moved by such music and such emotions, even if it was not very obvious.This is a very novel experience. He has decided to close his feelings since he was very young, because things like feelings will interfere with his decision-making. What he hates the most is 'being emotional'.After that, he came to his current position with a tough style of reason that cannot be rejected.For the lyrical songs in the last two albums, he imitated the artistic conception and sang with an accentuated nasal voice, which can barely be regarded as emotional, but if he continues to sing in this way, there will be no breakthrough.

He slightly tightened the hand that was placed on his irregularly beating heart, remembering the feeling now.This kind of explicit emotion is exactly what he has never been able to do.

He didn't understand how Weiran, who looked so light, did it, maybe it was related to his experience?He appreciates the youth, his talent, his sincerity, his purity, his calmness... so much appreciation, so many attentions gathered together, it seems... he doesn't want to look away .

He continued to look at the boy who was playing, with a dangerous gleam in his brown eyes.He smiled, elegant and gentle, but he couldn't hide the urgency in his eyes.

Since he doesn't want to look away, he doesn't have to look away, nothing can make him shrink back, what he wants, he will definitely get.

The 10-minute piano version of "Glimmer of Despair" ended with Wei Ran's dedication and Si Huang's smile. When the boy put his hands down from the keys, Si Huang generously gave him applause.

"Listening to the live version for the first time, I felt very shocked." He smiled, and he was as gentle as a spring breeze, which made it easy to feel good.He has already hidden the sharpness in his eyes, showing a gentle big brother image.

Wei Ran moved her knuckles. During the 10-minute performance, she spent 7 minutes smashing chords, and her fingers were a little stiff.

"Is it helpful to you?"

"Of course, I feel a little bit. Take a break and take a look later?"

"it is good."

"Ah, that's right." Si Huang walked to Wei Ran and asked with a smile, "The performance you played just now seems to be somewhat different from the full version released on the Internet?"

Wei Ran replied very honestly: "Well, it's too long to memorize."

"If you have time, I'd better recite the score. In the future, if the score is not correct, it will easily cause criticism."

"Live performance??" Wei Ran tilted her head, puzzled, "I never planned to play live."

Wei Ran just wanted to be a quiet producer behind the scenes, he never thought of going to the front of the scene.

"Really? The plan can't keep up with the changes." Si Huang said meaningfully, which made Wei Ran shiver.

Si Huang just decided not long ago that Ran LAN only exists in the virtual world and does not appear in the eyes of the public. He will protect the identity of 'Ran LAN', but...after listening to the boy's performance today, he Changed my mind. The music of 'ran LAN' deserves to be heard by more people, and only by experiencing it can one fully understand the melody that touches people's hearts.

Plans or changes have always been under his control.