Chapter 30 Young People Are Still Too Young
After easing her mood, Lin Wanqing regained her composure and said calmly, "What song did you write?"
"Misplaced Time and Space" Xu Nuo started playing again, "Listen first, this song may not be suitable for you."
"Hmph, I can sing any song." Lin Wanqing said unconvinced.
What caught her ears was a pure piano accompaniment, and Lin Wanqing was immersed in the music.
Even if it was just an accompaniment, the rhythm of this song was excellent enough. The dialogue between two generations under the same starry sky was really misplaced time and space. After the song was finished, Lin Wanqing picked up the lyrics and read it silently.
After a long while, she spoke, "Is this the song for promotion that President Qin mentioned today?"
"Yes, what do you think?"
Lin Wanqing did not answer, but stared into his eyes, "If I remember correctly, the notice was not made until 10 o'clock in the morning, right?"
"Did you also notify?" Xu Nuo was a little surprised, and suddenly realized that many singers can compose music themselves.
Lin Wanqing's heart was in turmoil. She wrote a song in two hours, and even arranged the lyrics. Is this really a talent that humans can have?
She fell into deep doubt.
This song made her see what talent is for the first time.
After a long time, Lin Wanqing said, "Are you sure you want me to sing it?"
Xu Nuo shook his head.
Lin Wanqing's face changed.
"You try it first, and if it doesn't work, change someone else."
"You!" Lin Wanqing was so angry that her chest rose and fell violently.
Xu Nuo was terrified. Why is he so generous? Will he explode in a moment? He took two steps back cautiously.
After getting familiar with the lyrics, Lin Wanqing sang it to the accompaniment and frowned, "One more time."
After singing it three times in a row, Lin Wanqing finally grasped the essence of the song. She looked at Xu Nuo expectantly, "How is it?"
Xu Nuo shook his head, "The emotion is not right. This song does not need such an ethereal voice like yours. What I want to sing is the martyrs who were not afraid of the cold wind and snow in that humiliating era. They used their precious freedom and life to fight against aggression and injustice, and finally achieved a prosperous era a hundred years later."
"I look up at the starry sky you have seen, and meet again through a hundred years of time and space." Xu Nuo said in a deep voice: "So this song is called "Misplaced Time and Space""
The recording studio was silent after hearing these words. Lin Wanqing's scalp was numb, her eyes were wide open, her breathing was rapid, her chest was heaving, and it seemed that something was about to burst out.
Xu Ke's smile disappeared, and he was in a daze, with some red eyes.
Blue Star also has a humiliating history. The motherland is weak and the enemy is strong. Today's prosperity is achieved by the bravery of the martyrs and the unity of the martyrs.
Xu Nuo let out a long breath and shook his head, "This is what I want to express, senior sister, do you understand?"
Lin Wanqing blinked her red eyes and nodded vigorously, "Wait for me to brew it."
After adjusting her mood, Lin Wanqing slowly spoke.
"
That year you were the same age as me
As young as a green song
But in order to create the new world in the dream
You turned around and hurried into the wind and rain
"
Xu Nuo's frown relaxed. This song does not need tenderness. If Lin Wanqing still fails to change her singing style, he will not hesitate to change people.
"
I look up at the starry sky you have seen
The ground under your feet has changed time and space
The red you left swaying in the wind
In my heart
"
Lin Wanqing sang it once. Although it generally met the requirements, he was not satisfied with some details.
Although the system is a pitfall, the things exchanged are genuine, and every detail is imprinted in his mind.
When Lin Wanqing sang incorrectly, he pointed it out mercilessly. Lin Wanqing's eyes were red, and she continued to sing with gritted teeth.
In the end, Xu Nuo was not satisfied and demonstrated it himself.
The whole afternoon was spent in the process of Lin Wanqing constantly trying to sing and being corrected.
It was not until the end of the get off work that Xu Nuo finally nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, it's okay, let's record a version first."
Lin Wanqing was about to record the song, and Xu Nuo suddenly interrupted her.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that this song may not make money. If it is adopted, you may even have to hand over the copyright. Are you willing to do this?"
"I am willing!" Lin Wanqing did not hesitate.
Xu Ke clapped his hands on the side.
"What are you doing?" Xu Nuo looked confused.
"Ah? Oh, it's okay, you continue." Xu Ke quietly put away his phone.
After recording the song, Lin Wanqing stared at him with resentment. This guy gave her a lecture today, and he called it training.
After saying hello to Xu Ke, Lin Wanqing turned and left.
Xu Ke pulled his sleeve, "Brother, I think Sister Lin is a very nice person."
"That's fine." Xu Nuo said casually, took the USB drive to copy it to the computer and sent it to Qin Bangyan.
"I think she should be a good sister-in-law."
Xu Nuo hesitated, "What are you talking about."
"Don't you like it?"
"I don't have that idea."
"Oh~" Xu Ke followed him sullenly.
In the office, Qin Bangyan frowned and sighed. After a day, no one submitted a song. He stood up and prepared to go home for dinner.
Suddenly receiving a message, Qin Bangyan was refreshed, clicked on the message, and paused.
"Dislocated Time and Space?" Qin Bangyan was stunned for a moment, "The name is a bit weird."
When he saw the title of the song, Qin Bangyan killed the song in his heart. How could a popular song have such a name?
Looking at the composer's promise again, Qin Bangyan had given up hope.
Xu Nuo is talented, and the two songs about youth he wrote are also very good, but he has a specialization in the art. This time it is a song with the main theme, and it cannot be done by simply remembering youth.
Qin Bangyan shook his head. The young man was still too young. He had to find a suitable time to attack him, lest his good career would go astray.
It seems that I have been too kind to him these days, which makes him a little drifting.
Qin Bangyan clicked on the song. Although he had no hope, he still planned to listen to it carefully and point out all the problems to Xu Nuo so that he would not waste his efforts.
The music started, starting with a piano accompaniment, which was unremarkable and nothing special.
When the main song sounded, Qin Bangyan listened to a few lines, let out a light sigh, raised his hand, went back and listened again.
"Xiao Lin's voice, I didn't recognize it at first." Qin Bangyan shook his head and started to feel a little disgusted, "Why do you always want to take shortcuts for this promise?"
At this time, Qin Bangyan didn't want to listen anymore. In his opinion, Xu Nuo knew that the song he wrote was not good and wanted to use Lin Wanqing's popularity to get away with it.
I'm still too young. The higher-ups don't care who sings it. If it doesn't work, it just doesn't work.
After thinking about it, Qin Bangyan continued to listen.
"
I look up at the starry sky that you have seen
The ground under your feet has changed time and space
The red color you left swaying in the wind
in heart heart
"
Gradually, Qin Bangyan's expression became serious. He stood up and walked back and forth in the office, seemingly unable to control his inner agitation.
"
How I want to reach out and hug you tightly
Tell you everything is settled
The new China you dreamed of a hundred years ago
how beautiful
"
Qin Bangyan turned up his voice, clenched his fists, and stared blankly outside. The lights outside the window were bright, and the cars and horses were like dragons.
"This prosperous age..." Qin Bangyan listened and played it again.
The wrong promise was made.
The singing method of pop music and the form of dialogue across the distance create a time and space dislocation between the two generations, which perfectly meets the requirements.
After carefully saving the song, Qin Bangyan left the office in a stride.
Thank you for your monthly ticket as one thousand people chasing you is not as good as one person loving you.
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