Three Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Set Off Towards the Task

Wang Mingyang's office.

Yang Chen, Wu Huanyue and others were all there.

Wang Mingyang looked at Lin Fan, "Why are you so eager to make an album?"

He still doesn't understand why Lin Fan is urging the album so much, and Lin Fan can still answer them, is it because I urge to complete the task? This is definitely not going to work.

"It's nothing, the main reason is that I have too many songs in my head, and I have been too inspired recently. If I don't burst out, I can't think through." This explanation is perfect, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Wang Mingyang was stunned, there was nothing wrong with it.

As a senior songwriter, Yang Chen has no choice but to be convinced by this explanation. If some creators hear your explanation, they will definitely die of anger. Others will rack their brains to create a good song. , You are fine, you actually said that there are too many songs in your head, if you don't burst out, your thoughts are not clear, why don't you be so cruel.

Wu Huanyue is now considered a public figure, and her every move has undergone many changes from before. Then she said with a smile: "I have great trust in Brother Lin's creative ability. I think it must be another song that can be compared with "Sky"."

Lin Fan smiled confidently, "Sure, it's even much better than it."

Lin Fan's head is full of songs now, as for how many there are, it is really impossible to count, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands? According to the explanation of the encyclopedia, this is a song that contains a world, and it is available in various languages, which is simply scary.

If it weren't for his inelegant voice, he could have become a legendary song god who combined creation and creation with these songs alone. In the current situation, he didn't know what to do in the face of a huge number of songs. No matter how good the song is, he won't regard it as a good thing. In his opinion, it belongs to the bad street.

Yang Chen and Wang Mingyang were stunned by Lin Fan for a moment, and they were a little numb, especially Yang Chen, when he heard Lin Fan say that the song was better than "Sky", they were also stunned. It's like listening to someone bragging.

"Do you have any paper and pen?" Lin Fan asked.

Wang Mingyang was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Lin Fan looked at Wang Mingyang, "What else can I do? It must be to write down the song, and then we will hurry up and record it."

Both Yang Chen and Wang Mingyang were stunned by Lin Fan, and even Wu Huanyue was stunned. She didn't expect Brother Lin to be so anxious. Could it be that it was just like what he said, these songs had already accumulated in her mind?

Here comes the paper and pen.

Lin Fan leaned directly on the table and wrote.

Yang Chen and Wang Mingyang looked at each other, and then turned their gazes to Lin Fan, only to see Lin Fan suddenly stopped what he was doing, as if he was thinking about something.

They thought Lin Fan was thinking about songs, but in fact Lin Fan was worrying about which songs to choose. He had never heard these songs before, and he didn't know if they were good or not. Fortunately, the encyclopedia was very reliable, and there were many categories of songs. , and then just copy a wave directly from the encyclopedia.

Brush!

The tip of the pen was flying, and the blank paper was filled with writing.

Yang Chen looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. He was shocked by this scene. In his opinion, it was too fake.

As far as Wang Mingyang was concerned, he didn't understand these things at all, but seeing Lin Fan like this now, he felt amazing, and then touched Yang Chen, "Teacher Yang, how do you feel?"

"I can't see this for the time being. For the specific situation, we have to see how the song is." Yang Chen looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart was extremely curious. He didn't know what the specific situation was. There are too many masters, and even the masters who write songs on the spot are not new, but those written on the spot, in terms of quality, are really not that high.

As for the current situation, we have to wait and see what the situation is.

I do not know how long it has been.

Lin Fan put the pen on the table, "It's done, let's call it a day."

Wang Mingyang didn't know much about this business, so he didn't have much feeling, but Teacher Yang was really surprised and said: "Master Lin, is this the end?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Yes, let's see if it works."

Although Wu Huanyue does not engage in writing, she picked up a few pieces of paper and looked at them, feeling that the lyrics are very smooth.

Yang Chen picked it up suspiciously, and looked at it slowly.

"Thousand Thousand Que Songs"

Looking back slowly, the night once belonged to each other.

Honghong is still you, giving me the sunshine in my heart.

....

Looking further down, Yang Chen showed doubts, then raised his head to look at Lin Fan, "Master Lin, the lyrics of this song...."

He didn't finish, mainly because he felt that the lyrics didn't seem to be suitable for Mandarin, and there were some grammatical problems.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "It's sung in Cantonese."

"Sure enough." Yang Chen nodded, and then looked at Lin Fan suspiciously, "But Cantonese is not very popular now, do you think there will be any problems?"

How did Lin Fan know about these things, but after the introduction of the encyclopedia, this song has been enduring for a long time, so there must be a reason for it.

"It's okay, let's watch it when Huanyue sings it." Lin Fan said confidently.

He can't trust others, and he can't trust the encyclopedia.

Yang Chen hummed involuntarily, and couldn't help being surprised, the tone seemed very unusual.

I don't know exactly what happened, but it's definitely a good song.

Then continue to look through.

Wang Mingyang asked curiously: "How many poems have you written?"

Lin Fan raised his head, "Ten poems."

Wang Mingyang was taken aback, "Ten songs? This album doesn't need so many songs."

Lin Fan said with a smile: "What's the matter, just bombard it indiscriminately. Isn't this going to be on the Internet, so I must make more songs."

According to Lin Fan's meaning, all the songs, except for the singing, are all named after him, so can this task be completed?

And in terms of song selection, he felt that it was really difficult to choose songs. He didn't know which songs were good and which songs were not good. However, according to the rankings, as long as they were at the top, everything would be fine.

"Okay." At this time, Yang Chen became surprised, and then looked at Lin Fan in surprise, "These songs, except for this Cantonese song, which I'm not sure about, the others are all good works, but these There are some differences between the song and the current popular songs, which pay more attention to the expression of emotion, and at the same time, there is no treble."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "That's natural, why do you want such a high pitch."

As a creator, Yang Chen also admires Lin Fan at this moment, "Admiration, I really admire it. Any song in this song was one of the golden songs in the past. Even now, it is also one of the top songs."

The difference between a good song and a bad song is very simple. Ordinary people feel comfortable listening to it and feel good, that is a good song.

And when Lin Fan chose, he also chose deliberately. He was still very confident about these songs, and at the same time, he also expected that this task could be completed perfectly.