This one hundred and forty-five chapters of ants on a hot pan
Brushing the bowls and plates, seeing that Fang Fei was silent for a long time, Yang Zijun knew that the matter here was not simple, he turned his head to look at Fang Fei and asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with what I just said? Or is it a little difficult for you to rap?"
Fang Fei looked down at his two hands, nodded heavily, and then said embarrassedly, "There is such a little."
In fact, you don't know a lot of things, when I first entered the entertainment industry, I released an album, I was full of hope for this album, and I thought that I would definitely be able to develop in the field of music, but reality gave me a hard slap.
In total, the album sold less than 50 copies, including those bought by family and friends. ”
Yang Zijun really didn't know about this matter, as soon as he heard Fang Fei's story, he had a little urge to laugh.
In the past, he felt that Fang Fei was always indifferent and ruthless, looking high, as if he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and nothing was a problem in her eyes.
As a result, this was just an illusion, and singing a song embarrassed her like this, which really made Yang Zijun completely unexpected.
Yang Zijun controlled his emotions, didn't laugh, brushed the dishes in the pool, cleaned them up, and then wiped his hands with a towel, turned around and said:
"Since singing is so difficult for you, then let's cancel this one, I believe that with your beauty and talent, even if you don't sing, you will definitely not be cold when you go to those campuses and hold events.
Even if you take 10,000 steps back and there is a cold scene, it is not a big deal, and it should not have much impact on the final publicity effect. ”
Hearing Yang Zijun say this, Fang Fei became anxious: "No, this movie is too important to us, we must do our propaganda work to the extreme, and there can be no sloppiness."
Isn't it just singing? It's not difficult, I can sing. ”
Yang Zijun snorted, and admired Fang Fei very much in his heart: "It's good, a woman can have such courage, which really makes me a man very admired." ”
Fang Fei's face turned red all of a sudden, and he didn't know how to respond to Yang Zijun's words, so he thought about it and could only change the topic: "But even if I want to sing now, I don't have any original songs to sing."
Although I have released an album before, it was a long time ago, not to mention how bad the songs on that album were, and even if I could listen to them, those songs would be outdated.
If you sing it to today's young people, you will definitely be disgusted. “
Yang Zijun pinched his chin and nodded, agreeing with Fang Fei's statement very much: "This is true, the song style of the song so many years ago has long been outdated." ”
Fang Fei walked around the kitchen uneasily, muttering constantly: "What can I do about this? If I go to someone to ask for a song now, they won't have time to compose at all."
And those ordinary lyricists and songwriters have a limited level of creation, and even if they get their original songs, there is no way to guarantee the quality of the songs.
And those well-known songwriters and lyricists, the schedule is full, and many well-known singers and movie stars will go to make an appointment with them, if you don't contact them a year or two in advance, you won't be ranked at all. ”
Seeing Fang Fei anxious like an ant on a hot pot, turning around in the kitchen, Yang Zijun leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled unconsciously: "Don't worry, don't panic."
It's not worth the rush. If I really can't find a lyricist or composer, then I'll personally go out and create a few songs tailored for you, and the level should be good. ”
Fang Fei's mood was originally very anxious, and when she heard Yang Zijun say this, her mood relaxed a little, but after thinking about it, Yang Zijun's recent performance is a bit unfathomable, and being able to make a movie like "Ten Thousand Phases" can fully prove his talent in filmmaking.
But no matter how popular and powerful he is, it is impossible to create a few popular songs in a short period of time.
Not to mention other problems, just one condition made Fang Fei feel desperate, because she knew Yang Zijun's family background and past experiences.
Yang Zijun didn't graduate from university, and he studied history when he was in school, this kind of major has nothing to do with music creation, and he didn't specialize in this industry, how could he create so many songs in one day and one night?
Fang Fei sighed: "You don't have to comfort me, it's impossible to create so many good songs in a short period of time, don't embarrass yourself."
If I can't do it, I'll go find some peers and see if they know any lyricists and songwriters, and if so, introduce them to me, one person can't create so many songs, so we can find a few more people. ”
In fact, Fang Fei's method is feasible, but Yang Zijun's Haikou has already been boasted, if he finds someone else to make a song in the end, won't his face be lost?
So Yang Zijun suddenly became serious: "Fang Fei, do you say these words because you have doubts about my strength? Or do you think that I can't have so much talent in music at all?"
Fang Fei hurriedly denied: "No, Yang Zijun, you think too much, I just think that you are not from this professional field, you have not learned these professional techniques, and it is too difficult to create a few good songs in a short period of time."
I want to take some pressure off you, that's why I say that. ”
Yang Zijun sneered twice, and said as he walked out of the kitchen: "Then you don't have to worry about it."
I don't have a background in filmmaking, so how about the works I make? I can still sweep all the awards in the world, isn't it just to create a few songs? You just wait for my good news. ”
Fang Fei also wanted to open her mouth to persuade Yang Zijun, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly felt that these words could never be said again, because she had already sensed that Yang Zijun had some emotions, and if she continued to say it, maybe Yang Zijun would be mad.
Fang Fei quietly followed behind Yang Zijun and walked out of the kitchen.
Yang Zijun trotted upstairs, and when he was about to reach the corner of the stairs, he looked back at Fang Fei and said meaningfully: "Don't worry about me, hurry up and rest, tomorrow we will set off to run all over the country to publicize, you must cultivate your spirit, because you are the protagonist of propaganda." ”
Fang Fei nodded ambiguously, and watched Yang Zijun return to her room until she returned to her room in a trance, and after closing the door, she was always worried about whether Yang Zijun could create a few good songs.