On the surface, Cheng Ran said that he gave you ten songs, which is very cold and domineering, but in fact, Cheng Ran was apprehensive in his heart.

Nothing can be absolutely mastered, just like the idea that Le Pinghong gave Qin Xizhen, asking her to buy a song by Wang Zhonghua for tens of thousands of yuan plus his platform, but in fact, it was still Wang Zhonghua's fame. With Wang Zhonghua's fame, his songs will make Qin Xizhen have exposure and enter the mainstream circle. There are more talented people in the underground music scene, and there is no shortage of good songs, but many people are still only making underground music, and they are still not a household name.

Opportunity, in the final analysis, is the window of whether life can take off, maybe the accumulation of strength and tenacious will can make you lie dormant to wait for opportunities, but how can such willpower be achieved by ordinary people?

Late bloomers are how many times the efforts of ordinary people have to pay, and how many hardships are contained in a word. Many people have stumbled, and decades have passed.

Therefore, even if Cheng Ran has many songs that are regarded as classics or popular songs in later generations, he is not sure that these songs can also be a blockbuster in this time and space. Not all good things are guaranteed to be recognized at the time.

Otherwise, thousands of generations said that the Red Mansion fed countless idlers, but as a result, no one had pity for Xueqin when it was upside down, and the Red Mansion could not be exchanged for steamed buns. Van Gogh sold only one painting in his life, and died in loneliness and poverty, and his short life could not wait for the moment when he was hailed as a stunning genius.

So what Cheng Ran is thinking about is to give Qin Xizhen a bunch of songs in one breath, he doesn't hope that when the time will remember eternity, good things will definitely succeed, it's okay to say this on inspirational occasions, in fact, there is no one in ten that good things can be handed down.

He could only do his best to increase Qin Xizhen's chances of success.

As a result, Qin Xizhen was stunned with a smile on his face, "Ten songs, you give it to me, you think you are a white dragon......

In this era, Hong Kong City likes to make a ranking of everything, four talents, four kings...... Bai Long is one of the three major composers, and he is a person who has left a deep trace in the Chinese music scene. This belongs to a legend of the times, from the more developed Hong Kong and Taiwan entertainment circles at this time to the mainland, although it adds oil and vinegar, but the prosperity of fame is roughly the same.

Qin Xizhen listened to Cheng Ran's so-called cousin's songs, she thought it was good, the songs were very good, but she was just a music teacher, she only had the ability to appreciate the songs, and she lacked the ability to grasp the most market, let alone how this kind of song would be combined, and she couldn't think of where to go. As her mentor Le Pinghong said, to participate in this kind of music festival, it is inevitable that the songs should be good, and the second most important thing is who wrote the songs for you, whether the record company recognizes them or not. Otherwise, you're just putting on a show, and you don't have the eyes of the record company, and no one releases it to you, and it's in vain.

"It's like this, it's funny...... Qin Xizhen even felt funny, and even felt funny, "And why do you give me a song, write it now...... Uh......"

She didn't continue to taunt, because Cheng Ran had already sang.

At this time, all words were pale, and perhaps only practical actions could allow Qin Xizhen to dispel her doubts.

At first, it was a fast-paced song, not waiting for Qin Xizhen to kick over, and it was a Cantonese song.

Qin Xizhen listened and said blah blah, what did you just sing?

After all, he is not a Hokkien speaker, even if Qin Xizhen sings Cantonese songs well, but after all, he still can't understand the lyrics sung by Cheng Ran, he simply took Qin Xizhen's notebook and wrote the lyrics and Cantonese phonetic transcription on it, Qin Xizhen is learning music after all, and he understands it at a glance, and he can even sing it along. After marking the phonetic transcription of this song, Cheng Ran began to sing the next song.

Despite such an unaccompanied cappella, there is some indescribable shame to be so loud on the hillside.

But Qin Xizhen, the only audience, didn't feel funny or embarrassed at all, and her eyes were sparkling, which became a place that was brighter than the starlight.

After singing the last breath, for Cheng Ran, it was like a KTV roar on this hillside late at night.

But when he turned his head again, he saw Qin Xizhen, whose facial expression was already indescribable.

"That's enough, I'll come back to you in a few days to discuss the arrangement, one by one, even if it can't fit seamlessly with the original Tianyi, those are all subsections, and the main gods are ready. ”

Cheng Ran Balabala said words that no one could understand, and Qin Xizhen was still digesting what he had just heard. Generally speaking, the high excitement of music seems to be still echoing after it has stopped, but Qin Xizhen feels that Cheng Ran's singing, style, and lyrics can also echo in her mind for an unknown amount of time, as if she has glimpsed a corner of the world, which is enough to make her musically shocked.

It is precisely because I am proficient in this way that I know how to appreciate those good things. Rock, fast and slow songs, and even rap, Cantonese singing, Hokkien words, English ...... I've never heard it before, one song after another. Each song has its own merits, if these songs are written by one person, it is difficult for Qin Xizhen to imagine how talented this person may be.

The same question was asked, she looked up and asked, "Can I handle these things? I can sing every style?"

"Actually, I think you can...... Ever since you were talking about that rabbit dance on the piano in the music classroom, I thought you could do it. ”

"I'm ...... Talented?" Qin Xizhen's eyes were bright.

"No, you can play such a saliva song like a crazy demon at the beginning, I don't think there is anything you can't control. ”

Qin Xizhen almost kicked over.

"What else, you want to explain to me. "At this time, Qin Xizhen can no longer look at Cheng Ran as a child, if a person can do this, he can already be a teacher.

Cheng Ran smiled, "Miss Qin, you are a wild horse, destined to gallop the grassland. ”

Qin Xizhen suddenly hesitated, but after all, he still looked at Cheng Ran with a smile, and said something that he regretted when he said it, "What about you, aren't you together?"

"Everyone's direction in life is different. You can be a galloping horse, and some people may just want to be a fish and be free in the water. When you go ashore, you can't breathe, you die. ”

"Really...... We're different. Qin Xizhen muttered, turned his head again, and pursed his lips, "I'm not uncommon to be like you! It's just that for some reason, when she said this, her heart was slightly sour, and then she reminded herself Qin Xizhen, are you crazy.

"Time flies, and it is full of passers-by from the south to the north. It's like a song, impassioned, melodious, and eventually there will be a day when the song ends. ”

Qin Xizhen said, "Cheng Ran, besides you and me, are we passers-by?"

"It should ...... No way. Cheng Ran looked at Qin Xizhen's cold face and said with a smile.

Qin Xizhen nodded stubbornly and seriously, "I think too." Should...... No way. ”

Many years later, Qin Xizhen can still remember the hillside that night, the high nebula, and the lights all over the city. And the ballad that the man sang to himself.

It was a moment when she seemed to have nothing, but it was as if she could have everything.

No matter how many times I think about it, I still feel very happy.

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Tomorrow will rush back to my hometown, all day on the road, if I can more, I can't ask for leave in advance.